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  2. Leah & Jonah "All the more reason to get to the ladies early," Jonah commented, "so they know where the ideas are coming from, and are in the groundwork, so they feel like they have a stake in things." “Exactly Jonah! Pull them in to this like the partners they are, make them understand this was not some man’s idea, nor a woman’s for that matter. It was us, together, last winter, you and I, and then came Doc Boon to join in. It’s not Saint Steelgrave’s Hospital, it’s Kalispell Hospital.” She paused and took a sip of punch for more reasons than one. He voice had risen. But this was a party, a time to have a good time and set that sort of thing aside. "Tell me, just how modern is Helena? In comparison to, say, St. Louis? I wouldn't mind getting away for a day or two, maybe see a play or an opera." “Helena? Why Helena’s no Saint Louis, or Baltimore, or New York. On it’s way though. Montana’s a bit behind, but it’s got it’s comforts, it’s opera house, and fine dining. Might be dirt streets still and a great deal false fronts like we have right here.” She smiled then. “But it’s there, and we’re here, so point taken. She paused again, setting down the cup. “Wait for a stage, as unreliable as they can be, or hire a carriage?” She took a sip looking over the rim of the cup at him. “Perhaps a day to think on it?” As much as Kallispell suited his needs, he was craving a little civilization! @Bongo
  3. Yesterday
  4. Addy's nose wrinkled up -- she hated change, but she knew he was right -- then she nodded. "Yer right. I got change given ta me, an' I'm grateful ta be able ta help th' boy, an' ta do that, we'd need a proper home." “Yep, a proper home’s all any of us needs, Addy.” He looked up from the spoon load of stew, “Sometimes that need changes, because things change.” H smiled ,and just before he took that spoonful he added, “Things changed.” Didn't need to be big, just two bedrooms, besides the kitchen and common room. "He'd be thrilled, I think, ta have his own place. Might be th' first time he's had somethin' like that, I don't allow as he ever had a proper house with his Ma." Yeah, she could get more comfortable with the idea looking at it from that angle, and honestly, it might be nice to have more than one room, and room to move around. "I'd appreciate yer help on that. Thank ya, Speed, this ain't been easy." “I know it ain’t, things of that sort ain’t never easy, ‘course, now, that’s what they say about responsibility too, it ain’t easy.” He smiled at her across the table. “You make your runs, earn your pay, there’s folks in town well aware of what you’ve done for that boy, and finding you the right place, they’ll all help. Might outta eat up, we got work ahead of us both.”
  5. [Pronto, Emeline, Bridget and Jay at the end] "There you have it!" Emeline declared with a laugh, "Bridget will help with the cooking, and Barnabas can try our efforts to make certain that they are as good as they should be." Then she added with a playful grin, "And Mr. Pike can do the dishes as well, he's quite the expert at that!" “Man need ta have his options. Dish washin’ mine, when my hands’er too slow for gun work.” He winked an nodded. “Yes sir. Options.” She laughed again and gave Barnabas a quick kiss on the cheek. "Or you can just make certain that we behave ourselves and don't burn down the kitchen!" “Reckon I can handle that as well. Some don’t appreciate taste testers. Sorta an art form, down Persidio way. Texas.” He stood straight, face straight, then he looked at Em. “Didn’t know I was fully trained, did’ja?” Then she patted Bridget on the arm. "Don't worry one bit, we will have fun, we won't do any harm, and we can make whatever you like...well, so long as I know the recipe!" @Bongo@Javia
  6. Brendan, Arabella (and Charlie and Clara) "Sorry," he said as they moved through the motions of the dance, "but she ain't the opposition, really. Here..." He smiled down at her. "There...happy now? Ooop..." Brendan might not be able to tell much from people’s eyes, but Arabella could, and the way the man from Mississippi kept glancing over to Clara (or to Charlie perhaps, in a way it amounted to the same thing) told her something. When the jigging and giggling part was over, they moved into another straight polka round in circles and Arabella was able to get to work on the earthy nature boy. “How d’ya like my friend Bridget?” she asked “Nice ain’t she?” “… an’ you know what they say about redheads!” she threw that into the pot as well. She wasn’t sure herself what exactly ‘they’ said about redheads, but hoped it was more fuel to pique his interest. Somewhere in the back of her butterfly brain, something tugged at her conscience: why was she pressing the suit of the strange, almost ethereal crippled girl over her alleged ‘bosom friend’? The thought appeared and died again like a mayfly in Spring, but it would flutter into her heart again in time. They danced around some more and Arabella tipped him the wink. “All right, this is the walky part!” she explained “Just ignore them!” she heard herself adding, and almost jumped with surprise at the sound of her own voice, terse and didactic. “I mean, let’s pretend to be snooty!” she said with more fun in her voice, saving the mood, and the actress in her managed to pull a funny nose-in-the-air face as they turned and paced toward Clara and Charlie walking at them the other way. @Bailey ( @Wayfarer @JulieS )
  7. [Pronto, Emeline, Bridget and Jay at the end] "There you have it!" Emeline declared with a laugh, "Bridget will help with the cooking, and Barnabas can try our efforts to make certain that they are as good as they should be." Then she added with a playful grin, "And Mr. Pike can do the dishes as well, he's quite the expert at that!" Bridget opened her mouth in amazement at this (she was pretty easily amazed, though, it had to be admitted).With his shiny badge and all, she expected he must be an important man; certainly too important for doing the dirty old dishes. She laughed again and gave Barnabas a quick kiss on the cheek. "Or you can just make certain that we behave ourselves and don't burn down the kitchen!" The ginger girl giggled and hid her mouth, seeing them kiss and carry on like this. It was nice, though. Not like when that man tried to kiss her in Deadwood, not that bad kind of kissing. The dark cloud of a life before this pleasant move to Kalispell must have suddenly crossed her face. Then she patted Bridget on the arm. "Don't worry one bit, we will have fun, we won't do any harm, and we can make whatever you like...well, so long as I know the recipe!" Bridget immediately brightened and remembered that Arabella was always going on about never being able to get something called ‘bear sign’ in these parts, and the way she had described the thing made it sound like a virtual manna from heaven. She held up a finger and moved it in a circular, donut shaped motion. “Want Bear Sign… make Bear Sign.” she intimated to Em. Suddenly, she saw Mr Ryker heading in their direction, and she started to wave furiously at him, hoping to catch his eye: he looked like he was heading somewhere to attend to some seriously big business, so she hoped to catch him before he stomped past. She kept waving at him, but risked a side-whisper of explanation to Pronto. “He mended me.” @Flip @Bongo @Jack
  8. Jack

    Tidings of Comfort

    Thankfully he received the cup of coffee. A warm cozy feeling spread in the small place. Jay didn't need presents. His present was the company he was in. Weedy wanted more. He was excited about getting a present. "I'm very happy to be here in such excellent company. Merry Christmas." Jay took one of the small baked goodies. With a large smile he chewed. "Did Santa come last night?" Hopefully Addy had taken care of that.
  9. Addy's nose wrinkled up -- she hated change, but she knew he was right -- then she nodded. "Yer right. I got change given ta me, an' I'm grateful ta be able ta help th' boy, an' ta do that, we'd need a proper home." Didn't need to be big, just two bedrooms, besides the kitchen and common room. "He'd be thrilled, I think, ta have his own place. Might be th' first time he's had somethin' like that, I don't allow as he ever had a proper house with his Ma." Yeah, she could get more comfortable with the idea looking at it from that angle, and honestly, it might be nice to have more than one room, and room to move around. "I'd appreciate yer help on that. Thank ya, Speed, this ain't been easy." @Flip
  10. "There you have it!" Emeline declared with a laugh, "Bridget will help with the cooking, and Barnabas can try our efforts to make certain that they are as good as they should be." Then she added with a playful grin, "And Mr. Pike can do the dishes as well, he's quite the expert at that!" She laughed again and gave Barnabas a quick kiss on the cheek. "Or you can just make certain that we behave ourselves and don't burn down the kitchen!" Then she patted Bridget on the arm. "Don't worry one bit, we will have fun, we won't do any harm, and we can make whatever you like...well, so long as I know the recipe!" @Javia; @Flip
  11. Leah & Jonah “It is a great opportunity to tell the ladies what the plans are, how it will affect the town, and that it was not conceived, nor was it arranged by anyone on the Town Council, which is what I believe their plan to be.” She paused s if to catch her breath. “I’m sorry, I am just ready to fight them for what they owe the town, and that has nothing to do with who arranged what or when.” "All the more reason to get to the ladies early," Jonah commented, "so they know where the ideas are coming from, and are in the groundwork, so they feel like they have a stake in things." But this was a party, a time to have a good time and set that sort of thing aside. "Tell me, just how modern is Helena? In comparison to, say, St. Louis? I wouldn't mind getting away for a day or two, maybe see a play or an opera." As much as Kallispell suited his needs, he was craving a little civilization! @Flip
  12. Brendan, Arabella (and Charlie and Clara) "Yes, I am, very much so!" Clara and the other man were off away from them again. Brendan grinned at Clara's flustered reply to him and at Arabella's mock indignation. “Whoa Cowboy! You’re meant to be smiling at me not … in again, in, in, in, out, out, out … not a-grinnin at the opposition!! Two more o’ these, then the jig!” "Sorry," he said as they moved through the motions of the dance, "but she ain't the opposition, really. Here..." He smiled down at her. "There...happy now? Ooop..." They moved into the jig and he almost started going the wrong way, but stopped in time because he was watching Arabella's eyes. He could tell a lot about an animal from its eyes, but when it came to people's eyes he couldn't tell much except which direction the person was looking in. During a dance, that was quite helpful. The dance was not as scary as Arabella had made it out to be, and now that he had gotten the hang of it, he didn't really want it to be over - even though he would be out of breath and ready for a rest by the time the musicians stopped. He needed to make a visit to the beer tent soon. He glanced over at Clara and her partner again and met the eyes of the man she was dancing with - just for a second before both couples turned and he was looking back at Arabella. Why was the man watching him? It wasn't as if he had insulted Clara or anything. @Javia @Wayfarer @JulieS
  13. Last week
  14. Wellington MacKenzie moved along the edge of the dance floor. He had gotten himself a glass of punch and tried to stay back from the swirling couples. He had been waylaid a few times by the more political minded townspeople. Various city council types and a man he thought had been the mayor. Each had greeted him and then began bending his ear about how thrilled they were to have an actual military garrison in the area. MacKenzie had been happy at first to have the attention but soon it had grown tedious as he had to keep explaining he only had so much latitude in his activities in this area. Finally he had found a quiet spot beside a table and was finishing his glass of punch when he saw Matilda moving away from the dance floor. MacKenzie also noted she was no longer accompanied by the doctor. MacKenzie drained his glass and set it down before he moved on an intercept course. He finally caught up to Matilda and fell into step beside her. "Did your escort abandon you?" @Wayfarer for Matilda
  15. W&W "Oh right!," now Wyatt got it then heard the rest of it before smiling, "Hey, that might be fun. Clara would never let me sleep in the barn at home. But yeah, if Pa is in a good mood, he might say I can stay in town for tonight. You ask Addy and I can ask Pa." "Sure!" Weedy grinned, he'd never had company for the night...well, he'd never thought of it, really, except for Jay, and he wasn't exactly company, and he had his own place now. "I don't sleep in the loft very often, mostly in the Summer," he explained, but, of course, it was far too cold during the Winter, and most of Fall and Spring. "Jay tried sleeping out there, but it was too cold. He's from England, that's why he talks so funny, and of course he needed a ship to get here." Weedy glanced at Wyatt. "We should ask him what it was like, being on a ship like that...just water around you." That would actually be a little disconcerting, having nowhere to go if something happened to the ship. @Wayfarer
  16. Charlie, Clara, Arabella and Brendan Then it was back to threading between couples before yet another lively jig, she faced Charlie, "I hope you are too, Charlie." Charlie frowned slightly. He was beginning to have fun until that fellow spoke to Clara. A feeling had swept over him and it summed it up to being a little protective of Clara in a big brother sort of way. Sure, they had their differences but he considered her a friend and he wasn't sure what to do about it. Having made a mess of at the start of the dance, he didn't want to upset Clara any more tonight. Smiling, he nodded, "Yes, I am having fun." As the dance progressed, he continued to keep an eye on this jasper but found it had to do so because of the intricacies of the dance. One thing he knew for certain was that he would find out more about the man before the evening was over. @Javia @Bailey @Wayfarer
  17. [Pronto, Emeline & Bridget] Then she pointed at Pronto, as if to say ‘Can he join in too, please?’ She liked his beardy face and kindly manner toward her. Pronto smiled, “I’m afraid I’m all thumbs when it come to bakin’ most anything. Heck My biscuits come out so hard was I to throw one, it’d knock out a grown man. But I’d be delighted to sample what you ladies were to bake.”
  18. Present: Leah and Jonah "It's my good fortune, then, that he had the foresight to bring you here." He smiled, but then shook his head. "Detractors, still? "I'd have hoped that they would have given up by now. I'm sure they haven't counted on your tenacity." “Tenacity is one thing, garnering support for the hospital, and the orphanage, may be a bit more than I had anticipated.” The she smiled. “However, it’s a simple land swap, and the construction and labor costs will affect the community not at all. That will be handled privately, and not out of the local bank. Oh, I still have my account there, but not as it was before Croft left and this Charles Wentworth bought his way in. I don’t trust him. Slowly, he strolled with her toward the dance floor, although he intended to wait until the Gallop was done before stepping out. "The Ladies Society...smart. They may not have a direct say, or a vote, but they have husbands who want to keep them happy." “It is a great opportunity to tell the ladies what the plans are, how it will affect the town, and that it was not conceived, nor was it arranged by anyone on the Town Council, which is what I believe their plan to be.” She paused s if to catch her breath. “I’m sorry, I am just ready to fight them for what they owe the town, and that has nothing to do with who arranged what or when.” @Bongo
  19. “Well Addy, you get ready to make a move, and there’ll plenty of help to get it done.” Speed responded. “And I agree, the boy needs his own room, so we’ll need to locate a place, with two bedrooms, close to the stables. If you don’t mind some help with finding a place like that.” It was a good move for both of them. It would allow them to almost start over, which might be a good move. And there were some vacant properties that he knew of. I fact, Lowell Parmeter and his brood increased in size by a set of twins, and the place suddenly got too small right fast, so there was that one and it was just a block from the stables. It was two bedrooms, a sitting room, and a kitchen. Might just be perfect. @Bongo
  20. Jay Addy and Mike Jay took note that he just met the foreman of a farm, which could be a good contact to have. "I'm a blacksmith." He added on to Addy's explanation about possibly hiring him for help. "But I do general handy work, too." Despite the fact that he did not officially ask Addy whether she wanted to be more than just a a friend, he somehow felt a little odd when Mike asked her to dance. Was he jealous? Because of a dance? And if so...why? His gaze darkened a little when he tried to figure out what on earth was going on. Yet he didn't want to be impolite, so he added. "Go ahead. Maybe the next dance will suit you both. I'll quickly find the outhouse." He handed Addy his drink. "Would you hold that for a moment...just set it down over there when you go dance." His fingers brushed against hers and for a second their eyes connected before he left. @JulieS @Bongo
  21. Present: Arabella, Brendan, Charlie, Clara on the dance floor As the two couples neared, Brendan decided not to ignore Clara anymore - he had made a point to look in the opposite direction whenever they had happened to be looking at each other - and so he flashed her a smirk that said "Havin' fun? I am." Clara had been more concerned with not colliding with the other couple in their pursuit of the required dance step so did not expect Brendan to speak up to her. "Yes, I am, very much so!" she hastily replied before Arabella took the young man away again in the opposite direction, well after all that was the expected move to make for this dance. Then it was back to threading between couples before yet another lively jig, she faced Charlie,"I hope you are too, Charlie." Surely the young man was not going to make this into yet another matter of contention.
  22. After the initial bow and curtsy (combined with an excited wave in Clara's direction) Arabella had expected the dance to be hard work. Fun, but hard work. However, although she had to direct Brendan a good deal of the time – during some of the more complicated passages she could be heard murmuring instructions like “In, in, in, and out, out, out, and round and round and JIG!” – he had such an intuitive feeling for the directions she was pulling in him, an observer would have found it hard to tell that he wasn’t leading. When they came in for the first boomps-a-daisy, he even rebelled from her tutelage and pulled them up short. “Hey!” she objected. "You still wanna use your elbows on Clara?" he asked Arabella teasingly, hoping the answer would be no. “I wanted to bump our bustles!” she corrected. She didn’t actually have a bustle herself, but Clara’s was more than ample. She thought it would be fun to bump backsides when they met in the middle, although it was unlikely in the extreme that the Redmond girl would appreciate such a deviation from the accepted steps. Arabella was a full 100 years ahead of her time. As the two couples neared, he decided not to ignore Clara anymore - he had made a point to look in the opposite direction whenever they had happened to be looking at each other - and so he flashed her a smirk that said "Havin' fun? I am." “Whoa Cowboy!” frowned Arabella in mock indignation “You’re meant to be smiling at me not … in again, in, in, in, out, out, out … not a-grinnin at the opposition!! Two more o’ these, then the jig!” She had to combine reminding him that he was her partner for the next four minutes, with telling him what came next. But the part where they did a little jig facing each other was so funny, she couldn’t help laughing out loud. There was something so naturally graceful and unrestrained about Brendan, he was like the wild and free horses and cattle he worked with every day and the dance floor was like a wide open prairie they trailed. He looked like he was enjoying himself, and that made her enjoy herself too, she could have stood jigging back and forth with him like this forever and a day.
  23. Present: W & W, up in the loft "She said something, but didn't talk about it a lot," Weedy shrugged. "Tarnation! I'd have been braggin' about it to everybody I saw," Wyatt admitted. "She sure don't take any guff off anyone!" added Weedy. "Like me, when I get older," Wyatt decided, full of boyish optimism. "I like Jay, too, he's real nice, and smart, he got to be on a ship to sail here." "Really, wow! He never said anything about that when he stayed with us. I could have asked him so many questions," Wyatt said. "Say 'yes' to what?" he didn't quite get what Weedy meant in his next statement. "To me coming home with you." Weedy glanced at Wyatt. "We don't have school tomorrow, so it would be good...or..." he had a sudden thought, "We can stay the night in Addy's barn and she can take us to your house tomorrow?" "Oh right!," now Wyatt got it then heard the rest of it before smiling, "Hey, that might be fun. Clara would never let me sleep in the barn at home. But yeah, if Pa is in a good mood, he might say I can stay in town for tonight. You ask Addy and I can ask Pa." What with the cookies and all, so far this dance nonsense was turning out to be quite fun!
  24. Brendan and Arabella, Charlie and Clara Brendan frowned at Arabella's explanation about the Leap Year being a reason that she could lead. He had never heard that before, but maybe it was a newer fad from back East. "Oh usually, sure. But this is a Leap Year, so sometimes ladies can lead… like they can also ask gentlemen to dance with ‘em, or even propose and ask a gentleman to marry ‘em!” she grinned, then added. “Oh, don’t look so worried, Cowboy, you’re safe from me. Even a big handsome feller like you can’t break my heart, it’s already broke.” Brendan hid a smile at Arabella's lovesick sigh. He decided not to ask who had broken her heart - at such a young age - since listening to that answer would take too long. He put on a solemn face and bowed to her, then pulled her close again - but not too close - as the music began. He saw a flash of blue and realized that Clara and her partner were their opposites. Well, he would ignore her for now, he decided. He grinned down at Arabella, who was not a bad dancer. She had a lot of pep in her step and threw herself whole-heartedly into the dance, dragging him along with her. It was the most fun he'd had in a while, galloping along with Arabella and making square-like shapes with the other couples. Suddenly, he noticed that he and Arabella were heading straight for Clara and her partner. That was what they were supposed to be doing, but he was worried that Arabella would plow straight into her friend, so he dug his feet in a little to slow them down. "You still wanna use your elbows on Clara?" he asked Arabella teasingly, hoping the answer would be no. As the two couples neared, he decided not to ignore Clara anymore - he had made a point to look in the opposite direction whenever they had happened to be looking at each other - and so he flashed her a smirk and raised his voice so he could be heard over the music. "Havin' fun?" @Javia@Wayfarer@JulieS
  25. "Good.' Addy nodded, then grinned. "I ain't got much by way'a readin' an' writin', as Weedy is quick ta point out!" It was friendly banter they had now and then, and she countered that her not really being able to read was all the more reason he needed to learn! 'Reckon we gotta check." The food and drinks were set on the table, Addy gave Emeline a nod, then looked back at Speed. "Not in a great hurry ta move, 'though I can talk with Weedy on it. Don't want too much changin'." Sighing, she took a bite of stew, finding the hot food helping to settle her nerves. "Gotta be close to th' stables," she commented, "gotta keep an eye on th' horses." Well, and it was just convenient to be able to just walk out the door to work. Still... "Reckon he's gettin' older, an' since it's gonna be permanent, he should have his own room. I got some savin's." @Flip
  26. Present: Charlie, Clara, those on the dance floor Charlie actually agreed with her (for once) and took her hand to lead her out onto the dance floor, just in the nick of time too as the music had started but they were only to the opening part where couples stood next to each other facing other couples about ten feet apart. Everyone had turned to bow politely to their partner and were in the act of then bowing graciously toward the couple opposite them. Charlie and Clara scrambled to their places, skipped the bowing to each other so as to catch up then bowed to their opposite number - well if it wasn't Arabella and Brendan. Clara put on her best poker face and remained perfectly solemn and composed. And then it was turn again and take hold of one's partner, Clara and Charlie assumed their proper position, the musical pace picked up and off they went in a big circle their feet moving rapidly as they spun about. It was lively but anyone with a modicum of coordination could do it. A few sweeping circles and it got a bit trickier. Each couple threaded between the other and made it a point to come close to each other but stop short and fall back. Clara quickly checked to make certain Arabella and Brendan were on the same page with them as they approached.
  27. [Pronto, Emeline & Bridget] It's all right, dear." Emeline smiled and patted the girl's hand. At least she tried, and that was more than could be said for a lot of people. Bridget caught the patting hand and held it firm, giving it a squeeze to intimate her gratitude toward the warm woman. She would have made a perfect model for the Hibernian goddess of hearth and home after whom, had she known it, Bridget herself was indirectly named. Back at the table the joined back with Barnabas, who was ever the gentleman, not that Emeline would ever have thought differently. Pronto was not quite sure about the point the girl was making, other than the speed of the dance, which he agreed was fast. “It is that Miss, perhaps a bit too fast for everyone, but then, there are those as we can all see, that enjoy the fast dance.” Bridget turned and looked back at the dancers, what he said was true. Ms. Em’s voice snapped her out of it. "Would you like to help me place out more cookies?" she asked the girl, "I think this is the last of them. Do you cook? “ Bridget shook her head and leaned over to quite cheerfully inform Emeline “I’m useless”. Mr Fa did everything back at their unorthodox little domestic set-up in the old Funeral Parlor: cooking, sewing, mending, cleaning: not out of any idea that he was in anyway inferior because of his oriental race, in fact it was the exact opposite: he was just the only capable one out of the three of them. Nothing daunted, the nice Mrs Blakesley added a rejoinder: “You should join Clara and I sometime, and we can make cookies, pies, whatever you want to try!" Bridget nodded her head as vigorously as she had just been shaking it, she would love to try baking and cooking again. Mr Fa had banned Lorenzo and Bridget from the kitchen after their incendiary attempt to make ‘bear sign’ one day while he was out of the house. Then she pointed at Pronto, as if to say ‘Can he join in too, please?’ She liked his beardy face and kindly manner toward her.
  28. Addy, Jay, Mike "Later on, I was wondering if you would do me the honour of having a dance with you. If there are no objections." "I surely would be inclined to that." Grinning, Addy nodded, "no objections at all!" It didn't occur to her that Jay might object, as it wasn't his to object, and there was nothing to object. Mike was a friend, as were many of the cowboys around town, and she thought nothing of it. "No more bears out there?" She chuckled. That bear hunt had been something, and she'd gotten her vengeance on it for killing one of her horses. "Jay here does ferrier an' ironwork, if ya ever need somethin' done out there." May as well help him get work! @Jack; @JulieS
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