about eight o'clock
As these last had many fine horses and an immense provision of hides and cured meat , the Texans thought that nothing could be more easy than routing the Indians and stealing their booty . They were , however , sadly mistaken ; when they made their attack , they were almost all cut to pieces , and the unburied bones of two hundred and forty Texans remain blanching in the prairie , as a monument of their own rascality and the prowess of the Wakoes . Comfortable and well treated as we were by that kind people , we could not remain longer with them ; so we continued our toilsome and solitary journey . The first day was extremely damp and foggy ; a pack of sneaking wolves were howling about , within a few yards of us , but the sun came out about eight o'clock , dispersing the fog and also the wolves . We still continued our former course , and found an excellent road for fifteen miles , when we entered a singular tract of land , unlike anything we had ever before seen . North and south , as far as the eye could reach , nothing could be seen but a sandy plain , covered with dwarf oaks two and three feet high , and bearing innumerable acorns of a large size . This desert , although our horses sank to the very knee in the sand , we were obliged to cross ; night came on before the passage was effected , and we were quite tired with the fatigues of the day .