My Tongue Speak What My Heart Thinks.

Sorrow, It Is Said, Will Make Even An Oyster Feel Poetical. I Never Tried My Hand At That Sort Of Writing But On This Particular Occasion Such Was My State Of Feeling, That I Began To Fancy Myself Inspired; So I Took Pen In Hand, And As Usual I Went Ahead.

Heaven Knows That I Have Done All That A Mortal Could Do, To Save The People, And The Failure Was Not My Fault, But The Fault Of Others.

I Must Say As To What I Have Seen Of Texas It Is The Garden Spot Of The World. The Best Land And The Best Prospects For Health I Ever Saw, And I Do Believe It Is A Fortune To Any Man To Come Here. There Is A World Of Country Here To Settle.

We Must Not Permit Our Respect For The Dead Or Our Sympathy For The Living To Lead Us Into An Act Of Injustice To The Balance Of The Living.

I'm That Same David Crockett, Fresh From The Backwoods, Half-horse, Half-alligator, A Little Touched With The Snapping Turtle; Can Wade The Mississippi, Leap The Ohio, Ride Upon A Streak Of Lightning, And Slip Without A Scratch Down A Honey Locust [tree].