Gets his looks and colouring from his father's side.
Traits & Characteristics
Young and eager. He still has a lot to learn as he has only lived in a city and socialising mainly with students.
Willing to learn
Loyal and hard working
Practical and supportive
Can be a little sensitive, especially where is brothers are concerned
Can be direct and brutally honest at times. Being tactful and less direct is something he still has to learn.
Just like his brothers, he is a bit of ladies man.
No previous employers.
Training as a ranch hand at Lost Lake Ranch.
Two years of Yale college mainly in legal studies.
None - novice ranch hand
Aliases / Nicknames
Kith & Kin
Charles Albert Wentworth (an influential person in political and social circles in Washington D.C. i.e. the man behind the scenes pulling the strings). Hopes one day to have a son who will enter politics so that he gain more influence.
Rebecca Mary Wentworth (nee Martin)
Matthew Charles Wentworth (born 1840)
Michael Robert Wentworth (born 1843)
Samuel Martin Wentworth (born 1845)
Mary Alice Wentworth Barlow (born 1850)
May 1855 - September 1873
Spends his childhood living and going to school in Washington D.C. Idolises his brothers and their adventures during the Civil War and the following years. He is father's last hope of having a son become a lawyer and to enter politics. Is sent to study law at Yale.
September 1873 - August 1875
Studies law at Yale but dreams of joining up with his brothers. Eventually, gets the courage and instead of going back to college, heads outs west before his father finds out. Gets on the train and goes to North Platte, Nebraska, where his brother Sam lives and works. Both of them decide to go and join up with older brother, Mike in Medicine Bow, Wyoming.
Arrives in Kalispell and gets a job as a trainee ranch hand at Lost Lake Ranch.
Charlie stood and watched Clara head back to the well. The way she was walking, seemed a bit off. Her remark about feeling fine didn't ring true either. Finding out that you could be losing your job would make anybody a bit upset. Maybe he was wrong in telling her about what he had heard.
For most of his life, he had only been exposed to a limited number of people. He wished his brothers had been around a lot more while he was growing up and he could have learnt how to deal with those outside his circle from them instead of their father. Father, had only allowed him to socialise with the families of the boys he went to school with. Even when he went to college, he had been more interested in escaping its confines than improving his social skills.
Now that he was living and working with people from vastly different backgrounds than his, he was beginning to realise that he had a lot to learn. Every time he talked to Clara, he seemed to make a mess of it. If he didn't start learning to be more tactful in his conversations, there would be a lot more trouble ahead.
Picking up the handles of the wheelbarrow, he started pushing it towards the main house. Learning to be more tactful meant that he was going to need help from his brothers and that he would have to tell them about this latest run-in with Clara. In a way, he dreaded having to tell them but if he was ever going to make friends, it was something he needed to.
Charlie was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable and he shifted uneasily. "All I wanted to do was help. I figured that if things were to change...and I'm not saying they will, it would concern you and you could at least start thinking of something else to do just in case."
He brushed his hand through his hair, "Maybe, it's not what I thought it was. Maybe, he's just being nice. After all, the teacher is new in town and since he's an important fellow around here, well you know...maybe he's just making her feel welcome."
Not sure if he was making things right or not, Charlie smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, if I have upset you in any way. I just thought you should know."
The wheelbarrow was now full but instead of heading up to the house, Charlie debated with himself whether or not he should tell her what he had seen. Personally, he liked to be aware of what was going on and he didn't like surprises that much. Maybe, if she was aware then she could be prepared just in case.
Taking a deep breath, he replied, "Well, it's good that you knew she had come visitin'. It's nice to know that Mr. Thornton is honest with his workers in that way."
Wiping his hands on his pants to get the sweat and dirt off them before he gripped the barrow's handles, he looked at Clara, "I reckon I don't how to put this so I am going to just say it. I was on my way to the house when I saw them leaving and I overheard Mr. Thornton saying something to the teacher about picking her up for the dance on Saturday night."
Charlie frowned. He wasn't sure if she was just pretending not to know or that she actually didn't know. "Umm...well...umm...what I meant to say is that when a school teacher comes to visit she usually wants to talk about the schooling of your kids. Based on my experience, it happens a lot."
He picked up a couple of more logs and loaded them onto the wheelbarrow. Feeling that he should say something comforting, he looked her, "But, then I could be wrong and it was just a social call. Although I don't think it was unless..."
The look on Clara's face, made him realise that the more he talked the more deeper the hole he was digging. It was best that he just get back to concentrating on his work, which he did.
Charlie smiled. He had to admit that she had him there. "I think I'm more of the optimist type. If I'm not then I should be."
"Thanks. It's good exercise and help builds up my strength which according to my brother Mike, I will be needing if I intend to be a decent ranch hand. Roping and branding is hard work and you need to be in good shape to do it."
He loaded a few more logs into the wheelbarrow to give himself some time to think of something else to say. He remembered what she said earlier. "I suppose you will have plenty of time to keep things clean at home considering what happened the other day."
"Alright, Clara it is." Charlie replied. He felt a bit relieved that she didn't hold his past behaviour against him. His drinking problem was something he was going to have to learn to control and he probably had a long way to go. With time it would be alright and beside he had his brothers to help him out.
Picking up some logs and putting them into the barrow so that he could cart them up to the main house, Charlie was at a bit of a loss in what to say next. Maybe talking about the weather would be a safe topic. "Nice to see the sun out again today. The rain last week really made a mess of things. It took ages for the wood to dry out enough to chop it. I suppose the rain isn't too much of a problem for you."
The fact that Clara was talking to him after his behaviour towards the last two times he had seen her, took him by surprise, which hopefully had shown on his face. He took his kerchief to wipe the sweat off his face, before addressing. "Ma'am"
For an awkward minute or two, he thought about what he was going to say. He knew he would have to apologise because if he didn't and it got back to either one of his brothers, there would be hell to pay. Even though there was nothing wrong with Clara, there was something about her that rankled him. It didn't know what it was exactly but there was something.
His brothers had advised him that whenever he was addressing her, he had to be polite and determined not to make the same mistake twice, he smiled. "First up, Miss Redmond, I would like to say that I am sorry for anything that I have said or done to offend you. I will try my best in the future to mind my manners."
Charlie went up to Shade, "Yes, Mr. Thornton and I would like to thank you for the opportunity. I may not know much about ranching, but I am willing to learn."
Stepping back to allow Mike to conclude his business with Shade, Charlie thought about how lucky he had been to land the first job he had gone for. Albeit, it was Mike who had done all the talking but he was okay with that. Mike had faith in him and faith that he could do the job, or he wouldn't have said anything. Now all he had to do was prove that faith was justified.
Looking around the house, Charlie thought about the meeting and especially about how surprised he was to see that girl Clara again. Hopefully, his work in the barn would mean that he would rarely come in contact with heras there was something about her ways that annoyed him. Even though, he knew he had behaved badly the other day, he didn't regret anything that he had said. He was of the opinion that the less he had to do with her the better.
The effects of his drinking was starting to wear off and Charlie was beginning to realise that he might have gone too far. Or maybe it was the fact that he was in trouble and his brothers would be seeing to it that it wouldn't happen again. Whatever it was, the fight in him had died. He still didn't like the girl and hopefully they wouldn't be crossing paths again for a long time.
He looked at Sam, "All right, I get the message. We might as well get this over and done with now."
As Sam loosened the grip on his brother's arm, Charlie stepped forward to address Clara, "My apologies, Miss Redmond for my behaviour. You can be assured that I won't be bothering you again."
Charlie smiled. He had to admit the kid showed some spunk.
"Really? Too bad they didn't teach you how not to gawk and I doubt that you could teach a dog to sit let alone a bunch of kids your age."
"I might have had a beer or two but not enough to see that you're too big for your boots."
Maybe it was the fact that he did have too much to drink and along with losing at poker, he was in the mood for a fight. Whatever it was, he didn't like young upstarts like this girl who tried to appear more important, or in her case more grown-up than she really was. In his opinion, she needed a good dose of reality and he would have no problem in giving it to her.
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