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 Yes, Travis, happy spirit! joyfully I follow thee to Immortality. [While just then a Mexican Ensign appears on the crest of the breach, where he plants his standard, Elsie throws the torch into the powder-magazine. A loud crash follows:—the Mexican soldier with his flag falls to the ground;—the walls of the barracks cave toward the outside,—the Alamo sinks into ruins. While the Mexican band, stationed behind the breach, once more repeats the last part of the March.] [The Curtain slowly descends,]