Some capital, he harrumphed to himself, but then it fit this godforsaken Texas Republic. Washington-on-the-Brazos was named after Washington on the Potomac, which, he had been given to understand, was only marginally more civilized. Just then young Mr. Miller entered the small anteroom and cleared his throat. “The president will see you now, Mr. Elliot.” Sweeping up his white planter's hat from a table, Charles Elliot, British charge d'affaires in Texas, entered Sam Houston's office. “Good afternoon, Mr. Elliot. I trust you are settled in as comfortably as circumstances permit in our crude frontier town,” Houston said, offering a vigorous handshake. Elliot had the grace to blush, having made known his preference for remaining in Houston City. “Yes, Mr. President, I am tolerably well set up.” As he sat down in the horsehair chair Houston offered him, he indicated his pipe, which had gone out, and asked, “Do you mind?” “Not at all.
What do You think about Cactus Flower (Gone-to-Texas Trilogy)?
