Luke waved, "Bye, Marshal. Best of luck to you as well."
As he watched the Marshal depart, Luke wondered how long it would before other mining companies would be turning. Once word got out that a mining company from the east had set up a permanent office Kalispell, others would follow. He didn't know what it would mean for the town and the surrounding countryside but one thing he did know was that more business for the bank meant the greater chance of getting a promotion and a desk of his own.
A polite cough alerted him to the fact that another customer had arrived. He smiled, put his dreams to the back of his of mind and went back to work.
Luke smiled, "If you will just wait a moment, I will let Mr. Croft know that you would like to see him."
As he made his way to the manager's office, Luke thought about how the bank had grown in just the last couple of months. When he had started Croft's desk was situated out in the open in the main room of the bank. Due to the increase of people wanting more private meetings to discuss their banking needs that an extension to the building had been add at the back to accommodate a separate office. It had made the bank slightly larger than it used to be and there was more to come in the future, including a new larger vault that would be here in the spring.
A few minutes later, he returned to the front desk. "Mr. Croft will see you now, Marshal. Just go right on in."
Luke went over to the large ledgers that were kept on desk behind the front counter. He opened up the one that contained the information on properties owned by the bank. He quickly wrote down the relevant information on his pad and took it back to the counter.
"You're in luck, Marshal. The property you want is available for rent and it is for sale. If you want to rent it, I can help you with that but if you're looking to buy, as I said you will have to speak to Mr. Croft."
"A new business? Well, we will be certainly needing some more soon. I have a friend in Whitefish who tells me that some people aren't happy with the way things are going there and they may pull up at stakes soon."
He paused, before going on, "All it is at the moment is a rumour but you never know. As for properties, I can give you some details on those we have, but if you wish to buy then you will have speak to Mr. Croft."
"Morning, Marshal," Luke answered. It was not often that the town Marshal would come into the bank. Part of Luke wondered if it was on official business.
Setting aside the ledger temporarily, Luke leaned forward a little, "Ruth is well. She's gotten herself on some sort of committee organising a few of the stalls that will be there. I'm glad she has something else to occupy her time instead of spending the day shopping." He stopped short of saying gossiping as well. Even though he loved Ruth, he was concerned about how much she knew of the town's goings on.
However, now was the time to ruminate about what his wife was up to, "What can I help you with?"
For the next few minutes, Luke continued to work on the accounts. He became so completely absorbed in them that he almost forgot about Leah. When the door opened again, he looked up and saw it was Mr. Croft.
"Sir, Miss Steelgrave is waiting to see you."
Stanley Croft looked over to the bench and saw the woman sitting there. For him it was hard to form a personal opinion for clients who had plenty of money. To him, their business was more important than what their or their implied reputations were. "Good morning, Miss Steelgrave. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. What can I do for you today?"
Seeing a beautiful woman had always given Luke a cause to smile. For a moment, he forgot who she was and marvelled at how elegantly she was dressed. One day he would be able to buy his wife Ruth dresses like that.
The thought of wife, brought him out admiring the woman. Leah Steelgrave had no interest in him and he had no interest in her. Every time he saw her remembered poor Hank Walker who had left town under mysterious circumstances when he had gotten mixed up with her and her family.
Still she was a customer and he treated her accordingly. "Good morning, Miss Steelgrave. Mr. Croft is out but should be back any minute now. Would you like to sit down and wait for him?"
"Well I don't know about any men who will be interested as most of them work on the ranches or have jobs here in town. However, I'm sure that will be plenty of young fellas who are nearly finished their schooling who be would be more than eager to help you."
Luke Johnson, the teller quickly finished the transaction for the last customer in the queue, before he made his way over to Mr. Croft.
"Yes sir?" He asked.
"Get me the file on that old printing building." He smiled at McVay, "We have ourselves a new owner."
"Yes, sir, " Luke replied as he turned and headed towards the filing cabinet where all the title deeds were kept.
As he searched for the file, he thought about how his life in general. He had started work as a teller only a few weeks ago and he knew that if he worked hard enough, he might one day become a bank officer with a desk of his own. Kalispell was a growing town and there would be a need for more bank employees in the future, especially those who had good sound business knowledge like he did. Now that he was married, it was more important than ever to impress and please Mr. Croft. Sometime in the future he and Ruth would be starting a family and he would need to better his prospects.
When he had found the file, he went over and handed to Mr. Croft and waited patiently for his next instruction.
Sagas of the WIld West is a roleplaying game set in a fictionalized version of the town of Kalispell in Montana territory. Our stories begin in 1875 and are set against the backdrop of actual historical events.Sagas was inspired by the classic television and movie westerns. Our focus is on writing, storytelling and character development.
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