Jean-Charles Houzeau,
The White Terror in Texas and my escape…
“ I had spent thirty-five days, unsure of my life, defiant in the stratagems that I had had to resort to, worried about the final fate that awaited me in Brownsville. I was breathing deeply; I nervously pressed my foot on the land where I was free, where the slave is free, where society has flaws no doubt, but is pure of the excesses that have made the South odious and criminal. I believe that a cry of satisfaction left my chest. I threw in the dust on the road the cart driver′s whip which I still held in my hand, and walked into the Mexican city. ”
