William Barrett Travis, Byronic in stance, looking off for help that will never come, is likewise trying to envision the very future of Texas. | ||
Davy Crockett, feet planted firmly apart in the knowledge that he has "gone ahead" to a position he feels is "right," | is doing what he has always done so enjoyably and colorfully - talking. He is talking to -- | |
James Bowie who stands with head bowed in contemplation of his past, of his beloved deceased wife, his deep ties with Mexico. He thinks on the past and, perhaps now feeling a touch of the sickness that will help kill him, wonders if there will even be a future. |