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    • "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
    • 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
    • "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
    • 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)
    • 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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With: Sarah Thornton-Carlton and Matt Wentworth
Location: Belle-St. Regis Hotel
When: Late September 1875
Time of Day: Morning

 

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Sarah stretched a little before making the attempt to get out of bed.  The sun had already been out for a while but she was in no hurry to get up.  The trip here had taken more out of her then she realised and except for a trip to the ladies bathroom to get a much needed bath, she had spent most of yesterday in her room.  Thankfully, the hotel did have some sort of room service so that she could have her meals without having to go downstairs.

 

There was a lot to do today with the most important task of getting word out to Lost Lake Ranch and her cousin to tell him about her arrival.  She needed to find someone who was reliable and trustworthy enough to pay to go out there or better still if one of the ranch hands.  The preference was to find a ranch hand and considering the size of Lost Lake, there should be at least one coming into town on a daily basis to get supplies or the mail.

 

After getting dressed, she sat down to write her note to Shade.  When that was done, she wrote out a list of what she needed to do in town.  The first thing was to find a dressmaker so that she could have some suitable clothes to last out the winter.  The air was already starting to feel cool indicating that winter may be early.  Besides, she was hoping to stay for a while so that she could get to know Shade again.

 

Standing up, she went over to the mirror to make sure everything was good.  She probably missed breakfast but had heard that there was a good cafe that had a peculiar name, where she could get something to eat.  Once she made sure that the note to Shade was on its way, she would have to time to go there and explore the town as well.

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After making her way downstairs to the hotel lobby, Sarah went over to the front desk.  The clerk, who she had found was called Walter Simpson was busy with another guest.

 

When he had finished he turned to Sarah, "Good morning Mrs. Thornton-Carlton."

 

"Good morning," she said as she stepped closer to the desk, "Could you please tell me how I can go about getting a letter out to Lost Lake Ranch?"

 

Walter nodded, "Yes, Mr. Wentworth asked me to send you right in when you came down."

 

Sarah frowned a little, "Mr. Wentworth?"

 

"Yes...it seems that he has made some inquiries on your behalf."  Walter smiled, "Part of the service we give at the Belle.  If you ever wish me to help you on any matter just let me know."

 

"I will, " Sarah answered cautiously.  She wasn't quite enthralled by the way Mr. Simpson had subtlety hinted that he would also give to the same depth of service has Mr. Wentworth obviously had.

 

She asked Walter to let Mr. Wentworth know that she was there.  He came back about a minute later and told her that she could go in.

 

TBC

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As Sarah entered his office, Matt smiled.  She looked well-rested and was dressed very smartly.  He went over to her, "Mrs. Thornton-Carlton, it is nice to see you again.  I do hope that you have found everything to your liking.  At the Belle, we pride ourselves on giving our guests the best service we can."

 

Sarah answered his question saying that she was pleased with the service.  She then directed her attention to finding out the reason why he wanted to see her.

 

Matt admired her straightforwardness in wanting to get down to the purpose of his request to see her.  He offered her a seat, which she politely declined.  "Mr. Wentworth, I do appreciate your offer but I do have urgent business that I need to see to."

 

"Yes, I know and what I wanted to tell you that it has already been taken care off."  He paused to gauge her reaction before going on, "I was able to send a message out to Lost Lake on your behalf.  I know a couple of the ranch hands, and one happened to be in town yesterday getting the mail and some supplies.  I expect your cousin will be here either today or tomorrow."

 

TBC

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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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