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By Emeline Blakesley · Posted
"Sure, it's a deal." She nodded, wondering if she really could homestead. But then, she'd picked up the pieces after Andrew had died and started serving meals in a tent on a muddy street in a small mining town, and now she had her own building and an employee, and was doing well enough to close up on a Sunday to go on a picnic. Maybe having a ranch wasn't out of reach? "In the mean time I'll start hoarding my pennies, and even if it falls through, I'll have the funds to take some time to go to the Yellowstone, or San Francisco." Since she was pretty sure she'd never make it to Paris or Cairo. @Flip -
By Quentin Cantrell · Posted
Quentin heard snow crunching and turned back from the telescope to see Shade climbing the small knoll to stop beside him. Quentin handed the telescope over to Shade and pointed. "There is the town rescue party. Looks like we timed it about right..." Quentin looked back at the Lost Lake group then to the town group. "I think our mounts are probably fresher. We should get ourselves in front to help clear a path for them to follow. What do you think?" Quentin swore softly and tugged his scarf up over his nose to protect his face from the biting cold. "I forgot how much I hate winter..." @Stormwolfe for Shade -
By Barnabas Pike · Posted
"Really?" While she had been courting the idea for some time, she hadn't put much hope in it, the cafe took up a good deal of her time, and she was only now starting to turn a decent profit. “Shore ‘nuff, Miss Emeline.” He responded. "I have no idea how to start," she declared, "so I would be happy to discuss the possibility, and I think you'd make a stellar hand!" Then she looked at him a bit more seriously. "Why don't you homestead? I'm sure you would do better than I, and you'd need a good cook and ranch hand. It makes more sense, don't you think? Of course, I would help fund you...partners." She smiled. “Tell you whot, I’ve an idea or two rattlin’ around in ma head. When we get back ta town gimme a day ‘er two to sort out a couple things an’ then I’ll tell ya whot I found out an’ what I think kin be done about it. How’s thet?” He knew that a woman making inquiries would likely get nowhere in a big hurry, but a man, a man with experience, that would be a different matter all together. Tag @Bongo -
By Mike Wentworth · Posted
As Mike lead the Lost Lake riders, his mind drifted back to when he had first heard of the disaster... "There you go gentlemen, a royal flush," Mike said with a smile as he put down his cards. It was too bad that they were only paying with matchsticks or he'd would have most of the wages of the men he was playing poker with. There wasn't much to do on days like this except the odd chores that involved taking care of animals or chopping wood. Besides the men would need any money they did get to buy clothes to keep them warm as this winter was turning out to be one of the worse he had seen in years. Just as Mike was scooping up his winnings, a loud banging on the door surprised everyone. Stan told Marty that it was his turn to open the door, a job no-one really wanted to do as the cold air was just that. Marty got off his bunk and wrapped his blanket tightly around him. He grumble something about how he thought it was Sam's turn and not his. Opening the door, wide enough to let whoever it was in and keep the cold, Marty was taken aback, "What the heck? I thought you would be in town by now." The young hand, whose name was Pete, shook his head, "So did I but...well there's no easy way of saying this. There are bodies out there just lying in the snow on the trail to Whitefish." Mike got up and went over to the man, "What do you mean by bodies?" Pete went over to the stove to get warm, "Bodies...men, women, and even little kids. It was bad. I told Mr. Cantrell about it and he said to get someone to ride into town to find out what was going on." Sam grabbed his gloves, "I'll go. Matt or Hannah will know something," Mike nodded, "All right, but take it easy the snow will be piled high enough to make it difficult." After Sam had left, Mike turned his attention back to Pete, "Was there anything else?" Pete nodded, "Yeah, Mr. Cantrell said he wanted you up at the house." Just before he headed into his quarters, Mike went over to Stan, "Make sure the men are ready to ride just in case." "You bet," Stan replied. When he had gotten his coat, hat, scarf and gloves, Mike had made his way up to the main house where he waited until Sam returned. It had taken a few hours but Sam came back with the news of the disaster that befallen Whitefish. Not long after, a group from Lost Lake were on their way to help. @Longshot (or anyone else who feels the need to jump in) -
By Sarah Thornton-Carlton · Posted
A frown appeared on Sarah's face. She hadn't expected anyone to act on her behalf to contact Shade and she wasn't sure what to think of it. Maybe it was part of the service the hotel gave but the owner should have had at least told her what he done and not spring it on her like this. Here she was thinking she would have another day or two to prepare and now it could happen today. The long-crafted letter she had in her hand now felt odd. "i suppose I should thank for your help," she said solemnly, "So, I will say thank you but in the future, I would like to be advise of your intentions." Matt sighed heavily, "You're right I should have told you and I did intend to but..." "I know you were distracted by other things," By now she was getting a little bit vexed at what had occurred. "I hope you don't make a habit of interfering with all of your guests' personal business." Before he answer, she held up her in a stopping motion, "It's not that I appreciate your help, it's more the fact that you did not ask me if you could. I have never liked men making assumptions about me or for me." Sarah turned to leave, "When my cousin arrives could you direct him to my room. If I'm not there could you please ask him to wait. I will probably out shopping, so I won't be long gone." With that, she walked out of the office. @Stormwolfe (OOC: Ready to have Shade turn up )
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EVERGREEN RANCH
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Evergreen Ranch is the home of the Steelgrave family. The initial property was established between 1862 and 1864. Among the family's many business interests, they raise prize Black Angus cattle. Evergreen is smaller in the overall land area than Lost Lake Ranch. However, it is less mountainous and has more continuous grazing lands.
Owner: Elias Steelgrave
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