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    • "That's quite a bit of responsibility for a young man," Emeline commented, impressed.  "It shows a good deal of character."  Hopefully not at the expense of life in general and Clara specifically.  It was too easy to be consumed with your work and not have time for anything else.  but if he could find that time, Emeline thought that he might be the sort of gentleman that Clara needed.   "Well, you know he wouldn't owe me if he borrowed books, but I understand.  He does seem like someone that would be good for you to get to know better.  Maybe you should ask him on a picnic, I'm sure we can spare some fried chicken and a slice or two of pie!"   @Wayfarer
    • Well, she'd given it a good go, but Addy couldn't ditch the man , and unfortunately she wasn't wearing her pistol, since she was attending a meeting and not going out on the trail.  Of course, she supposed, it would be rather blatant and risky to just shoot the man on the street, so, she figured, it was better anyway to lure him into the barn, where one of the huge draft horses could 'panic' and trample him to death...   Such dark thoughts!  Addy shook her head, but then, she'd do whatever she had to to protect Weedy.   Turning to face the man, her nose wrinkled up.  He had the look of a lawyer about him...one that had been eaten by a bear and was fighting to get out!   "Yeah?  Whacha want?"   @Javia
    • “Well, yeah, she is. She’s nineteen now, getting to be an old maid, and what with bein’ too attractive for men to dare to ask her out, she’s scared she’ll miss the boat; she’ll just be left there to sit, all alone, on that big pile of money she’s goin’ to inherit when her rich old uncle dies.”   The way this odd girl was gushing on about this enchanting and soon to be rich gal was simply too good to be true. All that going for her and yet she was supposedly available and just waiting for some dirt poor young cowpoke she never met come and sweep her up? It was all a load of bull shit, Billy scoffed.   "Don't believe you for a minute, besides............."   He then came up with what he thought a brilliant excuse to get away from her and her madwoman schemes. Surely even this girl would not follow him into a bath house. Not to mention the owner would definitely kick her right out. Well, Billy did not reckon with Arabella alright.   “What d’ya want to do throwing away money on bathhouses for? You can have a bath for free, right now, right here!” she jerked a thumb toward the stairs. “Ms Deverau’ll have just finished hers. Water’ll still be nice warm and I can top it up with that kettle I just boiled for the plates. And she don’t tiddle in the water like some folks do.”    "Deverau? Ain't that the lady who owns this place? Like I am gonna go jump in her bathtub without a by your leave? She might well shoot me or have that bartender of hers do it. Word has it that man is a real killer too. I'm not taking that risk," Billy protested.   “Listen, I was watchin’ you playin’ cards in there, and you looked to me like a feller who was just about to have a winnin’ streak. So, you go have a bath, first door on the right…” she frowned down at his hand and then tugged at his right sleeve “… that’s that side, and then go back in there, get in the game, win a whole bunch of money, and you can buy Bridget Monahan a nice bunch of flowers when you take her for a promenade after church tomorrow. I’ll get Mundee to come and stand next to you at the card table and put her hand on yer shoulder, blondes are good luck for gamblers, y'know!”   "Bridget Monahan? That's this beautiful rich lady friend of yers? I know of her. She is some sort of a half-wit who wanders the streets all the time. Somethin's wrong with one of her legs too, limping about like she does," he frowned.   "Well no thanks, not to mention the fact i don't ever go to any church services. As for that bath, I was almost tempted but only a fool would trespass onto that woman's private quarters. I already got one of the Lost Lake owners wantin' to shoot me first chance he gets, don't need a big shot woman lookin' to do the same," once more he started to try his escape.
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    • [Sarah, Leah, Anaesthesia]   Directing her attention back to the young lady who was now addressing her, she took a deep breath, "Yes, I agree with your summation that Miss Steelgrave's plans should be looked at in great detail before a decision is made.”   “I am gratified that such an eloquent voice is joined with mine” smiled Anaesthesia, but Sarah’s initial sally was merely a feint. There was an almost inevitable ‘however’:   “I am sure the town council is doing just that and I hope we all have the good sense to know that those men will endeavour to make sure that they have all the information they need to do so.  Hence my question, which unfortunately now seems to have become an opportunity for certain ladies who are currently in the audience to disrupt this meeting."   Miss Orr might not have been a young woman of supernatural intelligence, but she possessed an undeniable advantage over many of her more cerebral peers, she listened. She smiled again, lighting up that angelic face, and held out an innocent white lace gloved hand to the older and wiser woman sitting on the front row of seats. “Then please, most respected Madame, will you not join me in asking her? I am young and silly and know so little of the world, but I do know that I must learn. For although our affairs may be so often in the hands of men, are not we, their wives, daughters, mothers and sisters, most often in the position to influence them so very strongly for what is good and right?”   Big blue honest eyes searched the shrewder brown gaze of the worldly wise writer from the civilised West Coast, who needs must either grasp that plaintiff offered hand or overtly reject it.   @JulieS @Flip

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Brendan smiled a non-committal smile as Arabella invited him to church. There was no way she was gonna get him in a church, not even by promising how good her harmonium playing was. But he didn't have time to think a lot about church because he was talking with Charlie now. The other man had introduced himself and didn't seem in the mood for a fight.

 

"Considering that it's our bosses who are at loggerheads with each other and not us, I think we should get along fine.  Besides, if I got into a fight with someone from Evergreen, my older brother, who is foreman would have me cleaning out the stables for the next month and that's something I don't want to be doing in warmer weather."

 

He smirked at that last bit. What a way protect yourself - name-drop your older brother who was the foreman at the other ranch. But he would play along, since he didn't really want to get into a fight at the dance either. Certainly not with the man whose company Clara seemed to enjoy so much. (Suddenly he did want to pick at Charlie just a little bit.) But he knew it would only snowball once the other hands from Evergreen and Lost Lake got wind of it, so he went with his original plan to play along with Charlie.

 

"I think it's more than just the bosses," he said, sticking his thumbs behind his suspenders, "but I got no quarrel with you. Yet," he added with a grin, having no intention of finding a reason to quarrel with the other man.

 

"On the other hand those of us who own our own farm have to do such tasks daily regardless of weather. And do all the cooking and the laundry, keep the house clean, and not get wages to do it all. So I do not think you gents have it so hard."

 

There Clara went being all high and mighty. The side of Brendan's mouth twitched and the teasing words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. "Yeah? Well, seems to me like your problem is owning a farm." He was teasing, but Clara's attitude annoyed him, and he was influenced by being around the rest of the Evergreen hands, who were of the opinion that the Redmonds needed to skedaddle.

 

He didn't say anything about all the other things Clara had mentioned. It seemed unnecessary to point out that all the things she'd mentioned besides cleaning out the stables were women's jobs. He stretched out his suspenders a little bit and glanced back at Bridget, who seemed to be occupied.

 

"How 'bout this next dance, Miss Redmond?" He took a leaf from Charlie's book and tried to mimic the bow he had seen the other man make, but not being practiced, he just looked a little bit like he had a sudden pain in his stomach. He straightened and flashed her one of his women-charming smiles.

 

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Arabella was happy: Brendan was being so lovely and pleasant and actually seemed keen to come to church; she would be able to proudly tell Pastor Evans that she had added another lost sheep to his flock. And now the handsome man seemed to be chatting quite nicely with Charlie, even though the two were meant to be from rival ranches.

 

"Considering that it's our bosses who are at loggerheads with each other and not us, I think we should get along fine.  Besides, if I got into a fight with someone from Evergreen, my older brother, who is foreman would have me cleaning out the stables for the next month and that's something I don't want to be doing in warmer weather."

 

Arabella liked this sober, reasonable, friendly Charlie. It was, to her surprise, Brendan who now upset the whole applecart. 

 

"I think it's more than just the bosses," he said, sticking his thumbs behind his suspenders, "but I got no quarrel with you. Yet," he added with a grin, having no intention of finding a reason to quarrel with the other man. 

 

YET??? All of a sudden, Arabella had a sinking feeling. YET?! Who would add YET at the end of a sentence like that? Of course, it takes two to polka, and now Clara stuck in her wooden spoon and started to stir the pot.

 

"On the other hand those of us who own our own farm have to do such tasks daily regardless of weather. And do all the cooking and the laundry, keep the house clean, and not get wages to do it all. So I do not think you gents have it so hard.

 

The side of Brendan's mouth twitched and the teasing words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. "Yeah? Well, seems to me like your problem is owning a farm." He was teasing, but Clara's attitude annoyed him, and he was influenced by being around the rest of the Evergreen hands, who were of the opinion that the Redmonds needed to skedaddle. 

 

Arabella’s face fell, they were back to square one: Brendan had stuck a red hot knife in Clara’s most sensitive spot and twisted it. He was, she decided, beyond help. Upsetting Clara increased her friend Bridget’s chances with the handsome cowhand, but no, she couldn’t think like that. Her heart went out to the serious-minded girl and the horribly threatened place where she lived; the humble but welcoming homestead that had taken her in during her darkest hour, and been a home to her when she needed one the most.

 

Maybe the advice that she had given to the Evergreen man would return to him now, and he would apologize profusely for overstepping the mark there.

 

"How 'bout this next dance, Miss Redmond?" He took a leaf from Charlie's book and tried to mimic the bow he had seen the other man make, but not being practiced, he just looked a little bit like he had a sudden pain in his stomach. He straightened and flashed her one of his women-charming smiles.

 

Or maybe the advice that she had given to the Evergreen man wouldn’t return to him now, and he wouldn’t apologize for overstepping the mark there.

 

As she braced herself for Clara’s reply, she caught Charlie’s eye and grimaced.

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Jay had received an invitation to a Cafe because he had done such a good deed. If only she knew how many bad ones he had to make up for and that it really had just been a cover. At that time he actually had a hole in his own skin and was in dire need of help, which came in the form of Addy. Addy! where was she? And why was she not rescuing him. He had only come for her, after all.

 

Bridget seemed incredibly thankful, or taken by him and got closer and closer until she, very inappropriately snatched his cookie and more or less forced him to dance.

"Oh, well....there goes my cookie and my bathroom." He muttered to himself and followed her lead.

One song and then he'd be off.

Taking her smaller hand in his he pulled her a little closes and nodded. "Alright. Field test."

The song was actually quite fast and required a lot of fast steps.

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Present:  Charlie, Clara, Arabella, Brendan

 

Charlie made a stir about possibly having to clean out the stables if he got into trouble. Well, Clara could not resist pointing out she had to do that chore and so much more on a regular basis and without being paid a wage either. So, in her opinion, these cowpokes didn't have it so bad.

 

Brendan was unimpressed and drawled," Yeah? Well, seems to me like your problem is owning a farm."

 

"First off, as you should well remember, I do not own the farm, my father does and I live with him and my brother," Clare corrected him calmly enough.

 

"How 'bout this next dance, Miss Redmond?"

 

Well, well, so he finally decided to come out with it and ask. Even tried to accompany it with a bow, though he messed that up good and proper. Well, she had to give him credit he had at least attempted  to be the proper gentleman, certainly something out of his realm of experience. However, that smile was definitely one of his strong points. He was a handsome devil she had to admit.

 

"I would be delighted. Thank you for asking," she nodded primly and held out her hand for him to escort her onto the dance floor. The band was just about to begin.

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She paused a moment, then looked up at  Jonah, “Of course you are right, I knew what would happen when I began this.” She admitted with a devilish grin. “It was my fathers money that had has funded every step so far, done in a manner he would not know where it went, or when. I have some clever contacts with like feelings toward Elias Steelgrave."

 

"I suspect you are clever enough to puzzle out such things on your own," Jonah chuckled, believing full-well that Leah could hold her own, and any scheming she had learned from her father only made her that much more dangerous.

 

"As for the danger involved, they forget how each of the men in my family took part in teaching me to shoot.” Again she smiled, “If that’s what it comes to. So yes Jonah, a comedy would so fit the situation here, if we can actually gain some interest without detracting from the hospital and orphanage problems at hand.”

 

"Hopefully it won't come to gunplay with your family."  He hated to think that she might have to actually fight a gun battle with her own family, even if they were estranged.  "Perhaps we can do the 'Taming of the Shrew', and cast your brothers as Katherina and Bianca?"

 

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Addy & Speed

 

“Now there you go, Addy, nothing wrong in learning to read, fact is there are a lot of things knowing your letters will make better for you, and Weedy.” Speed assured her. “You’ll be able to read the Union for one, and books, there are a lot of great books available, even out here.”

 

Addy allowed as how he was right, and there were those dime novels that Weedy liked to read so much, not to mention other stories she wanted to know about, if she had time.  "Reckon as yer right, an' I surely wouldn't mind bein' able ta read th' Good Book now an' then."

 

“That the boy is excited about a room all to himself is great, and the fact you’d allow him the freedom to sleep in the barn, well, that should work out just fine for both of you. But I’ve a hunch once he sets up his room to his liking I doubt he’ll want to be spending much, if any, time in the barn.”

 

Chuckling, Addy nodded.  "He was real excited ta look through th' Montgomery Ward catalogue fer a quilt an' whatnot!  An' I can't say  as I'd object ta a proper nightstand an' even a mirror so I can get all gussied up now an' then!"  She rolled her eyes.  "Ya know, them horses really care that I look all pretty!"

 

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Jonah & Leah

 

"Hopefully it won't come to gunplay with your family."  He hated to think that she might have to actually fight a gun battle with her own family, even if they were estranged.  "Perhaps we can do the 'Taming of the Shrew', and cast your brothers as Katherina and Bianca?"


Leah laughed out loud at the suggested casting of the Shakespeare masterpiece, picturing her brothers cast as women, no hardly uncommon for the period and the unsettled west. Women were notably in short supply everywhere, with a few exceptions, Kalispell being one such community, blessed by a bevy of females.


“I have no idea what the outcome might be, Jonah, I just know it won’t be a peaceable acceptance of the facts,” She paused, “When we prevail.”

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Present:  W & W up in the loft

 

"Do you want her to have to do?"  Weedy glanced at Wyatt, wanting to help his friend.  "Maybe there's something we can do to stop them?  I mean, make her seem like not a good person to marry?"

 

Wyatt was not quite sure what Weedy meant by that first question. But the next couple took him a bit by surprise. That is if he was understanding the other boy correctly?

 

"Stop 'em? You mean make Clara look bad in folk's eyes? That sure seems mean. She is my sister and while we don't always agree on stuff....I don't know," he frowned.

 

"I don't wanna hurt my sister or ruin her life. That wouldn't be fair," Wyatt was all about being fair, cheaters didn't prosper. Or so he'd heard.

 

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[Jay and Bridget]

 

"Oh, well....there goes my cookie and my bathroom." He muttered to himself and followed her lead.

 

Bridget was more than happy to help Jay with his cookie-encumbrance, why, it was a win-win situation.

 

Taking her smaller hand in his he pulled her a little closer and nodded. "Alright. Field test."

 

Little did Jay know that Bridget had already had a very successful waltz with the sainted Brendan, but that had been a reasonably slow number, this one had a little more pep.

 

Luckily, although it was pretty fast, it was the sort of country square dance, the hoary descendant of older, more choreographed  court dances that had been displaced earlier in the century by the new, exciting and, at the time, fast waltz. Thus, Bridget had none of the mishap that had plagued her attempt at learning the polka earlier in the week.

 

With the caller shouting out the steps, and telling the dancers when to dozy-doe or strip the willow or just “get steppin’” Jay guided her through the dance beautifully. It was only near the end that she realized that it had maybe been a little too much for her superstructure, if not catastrophically so, and she leaned in close to the Englishman to whisper something, holding on to him to steady herself in a way that may have looked, to some more prurient onlookers, less blameless than it actually was.

 

“Think I got ... a screw loose.” She stuttered in his ear, and then pointed down, pleading with her eyes that he again use his deft hands to work his magic on her mechanical contrivance.

 

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Leah & Jonah


“I have no idea what the outcome might be, Jonah, I just know it won’t be a peaceable acceptance of the facts,” She paused, “When we prevail.”

 

"But the end result will be worth it, and..."  Well, he was going to say that once this was done and operational the conflict would be over, but he suspected that this was going to be a life-long struggle for Leah unless she changed her name and moved away, cutting all ties with her past, which wasn't necessarily a better option.

 

"It will be worth it, and you will make a huge difference in scores of lives, and that isn't something many people can claim."  He wished he could reassure her that life was going to be trouble-free and dandy, but she wasn't that ignorant, but he really did see her being remembered for her altruism for generations, so long as her family didn't stop her.

 

"Would you like to stroll out in the fresh air for a bit?"

 

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W&W

 

"Stop 'em? You mean make Clara look bad in folk's eyes? That sure seems mean. She is my sister and while we don't always agree on stuff....I don't know," he frowned.

 

Well, when he put it that way...

 

"I don't wanna hurt my sister or ruin her life. That wouldn't be fair," Wyatt was all about being fair, cheaters didn't prosper. Or so he'd heard.

 

"I guess not."  Weedy shrugged.  "Maybe just making sure that she marries a farmer?  Then he can help your father and she can stay and cook?"  He peered over the railing at Clare and the dancers around her.  "I think those are cowboys, though.  Maybe you can get your dad to have cattle instead of...what does he grow?"

 

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Emeline & Pike

 

“It’s what we come for, Em. Let’s get to it!” He said smiling as he took her hand and started for the dance floor. Standing about gabbing was all fine an dandy, but this was a dance, and dancing was what they’d come to do.

 

This was a more jaunty dance than the previous one, and Emeline soon found herself laughing as she and Barnabas swirled around the floor.  Not every step was perfect, but they did well enough that there was no major incident, and Emeline was having a wonderful time, especially knowing that this was her future. 

 

"We need to be sure to take time to dance," she declared, "I love the idea of our own ranch, but I want to be sure that we remember to have fun now and then."  It was too easy, she knew, to get caught up in daily life and the running of a business, that the simple things could be lost.

 

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The music stopped and he pulled her a couple of steps off the floor, ready for the next dance. “Life will be fun, and sometimes, it won’t. But we’ll weather the storms that come our way, and there’ll be some, that’s certain. I mean we’ve survived to this point ain’t we? So together we’ll be stronger, and as the family grows, so will that strength, and all them simple things that go into the makin’s of a family. You’ll see."

 

" 'Course there won't always be dancin' an' such, lest we're doin' it at home, an' that's likely.. When there ain't good time to be had here in town, why, we'll jest make 'em ourselves!" He added.

 

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Leah & Jonah

 

"But the end result will be worth it, and..."  Well, he was going to say that once this was done and operational the conflict would be over, but he suspected that this was going to be a life-long struggle for Leah unless she changed her name and moved away, cutting all ties with her past, which wasn't necessarily a better option.


Leah smile as he interrupted himself, waiting on what he had to say.
 

"It will be worth it, and you will make a huge difference in scores of lives, and that isn't something many people can claim."  He wished he could reassure her that life was going to be trouble-free and dandy, but she wasn't that ignorant, but he really did see her being remembered for her altruism for generations, so long as her family didn't stop her.


“I do not, for a moment, underestimate my father and brothers, not at all. Though it seems, from what I’ve heard, my brothers have been pulling away, however, my father still has his riders and those of Case’s old outfit. I have two, perhaps the Marshal and his deputy Pike, not sure Hannah Cory wants to get mixed up in whatever is coming Kalispell’s way, but between you and I, I have a contingency plan." She divulged.
 

"Would you like to stroll out in the fresh air for a bit?"


“Why yes, that would be , ah, shall we say, a better choice for this particular conversation.” The smile was more of a Cheshire cat smile. “Shall we then?”

 

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Brendan, Clara, Charlie, and Arabella (if she hasn't swooped away to to grace someone else with her presence yet)

 

Brendan had expected Clara to explode at his comment, or at the very least come up with a fancy scathing retort. But she seemed calm as she answered, "First off, as you should well remember, I do not own the farm, my father does and I live with him and my brother."

 

She did not seem as bothered by his comment as he had thought she might be, which was good for him, but also frustrating, since he had wanted to see her reaction, and Charlie's too. But as unbothered as she seemed, there was no way she would accept his offer of a dance. At least that was what he thought.

 

"I would be delighted. Thank you for asking." She held out her hand like she thought she was a princess or a queen and Brendan took it, feeling very much like a peasant.

 

In his uncertainty, there was only one feeling he was sure of, and that was gladness that Clara was not dancing with Charlie anymore. He grinned at the Lost Lake hand and gave a mock salute. "Sorry, Charlie," he said flippantly. "See you around later."

 

With that he slid his free arm through Clara's, like they were about to do the do-si-do. And since it was a square dance, they were. As the band began with a burst of arpeggio fiddle chords, he grinned at her, once again taking in her fine dress and flowing hair.

 

"You look like you ought'a be dancing in some fancy ballroom back East." He meant it as a compliment, but there was no telling how Clara would take it.

 

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W & W up in the loft

 

Wyatt expressed his reluctance to do anything that might make things difficult for his sister, it just wasn't right. They were family after all.

 

I guess not."  Weedy shrugged.  "Maybe just making sure that she marries a farmer?  Then he can help your father and she can stay and cook?"

 

"Maybe, not sure how I can do that though, ain't my place," the boy did have a genuine sense of fairness.

 

Weedy peered over the railing at Clare and the dancers around her.  "I think those are cowboys, though.  Maybe you can get your dad to have cattle instead of...what does he grow?"

 

"We grow all kinds of stuff. Corn, wheat, potatoes, onions, carrots, turnips, you name it. Sell some of it to the general store or other folks on market days," Wyatt answered.

 

"I don't know their names but I saw the first one on the ranch where Clara worked for awhile before she quit. The one she's dancing with now..........no idea," he shrugged.

 

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Clara and Brendan dancing, Charlie  (Arabella?)

 

Was that a look of surprise on Brendan's face when she readily accepted? If that was the case, why on Earth had he asked her to dance in the first place? No matter, she wasn't a mind reader and she did want to dance again. The first one was invigorating and this was a square dance, another fast paced one. Fine with her.

 

Brendan grinned at the Lost Lake hand and gave a mock salute. "Sorry, Charlie," he said flippantly. "See you around later."

 

Clara said nothing but kept her focus on her new dance partner as they made their way onto the floor and joined right in as smoothly as you please. He seemed to know what to do just like Charlie, that was one thing about both of them she was pleasantly surprised about.

 

"You look like you ought'a be dancing in some fancy ballroom back East."

 

"Never been to one of those, my family are poor farmers though I have been to Philadelphia," Clara announced as they danced.

 

"This dress is not mine, my employer lent it to me," she added to be fair, she certainly owned nothing so nice.

 

"May I say you look quite handsome yourself," she wanted to be nice right back since he seemed to be making the effort.

 

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Addy, Speed, and now Benjamin Barlow

 

Having downed a heaping plate of the roast beef with sides, Benjamin now had been engaging in people watching. Though he was not much for dancing as he had not done so in many years, the dance couples certainly seemed to be enjoying themselves. About then he spotted a familiar female face, that was driver who dropped off occasional shipments of goods at the fort. You didn't see women doing a job like that much if ever in his experience but she always seemed quite competent. But this time she was dressed like a woman and well......... she was here in attendance at a dance and no one was dancing with her at the moment.... so ....

 

On a sudden whim, Benjamin made his approach up to pause then right next to her and some fellow she was engaged in a conversation with. It was the local marshal, for the life of him he couldn't remember the man's name but no matter, he wasn't there to speak a lawman anyhow.

 

So now nattily clad in his formal officer's dress uniform, he stood there calmly and waited to be acknowledged before speaking. He was a gentleman and now did not barge in on other's conversations.

 

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Speed looked to the side and saw Captain Barlow standing there, and it didn't take much to figure out why. He nodded. "Captain Barlow, isn't it? Good to see you again, Sir. Addy, Captain, if you'll excuse me, unfortunately I am on duty and duty require my making certain rounds, if you'll excuse me then." He smiled to Addy and again nodded to the Captain.

 

He turned to see Leah and Doctor Danforth stepping outside. One of these days, he vowed to himself, he would put his Deputy on on duty and come find a lass and dance the night away. He followed the couple outside, noted the three men at the corral who would be watching Miss Steelgrave, caught up his horse and headed for town, and his rounds.

 

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“Life will be fun, and sometimes, it won’t. But we’ll weather the storms that come our way, and there’ll be some, that’s certain. I mean we’ve survived to this point ain’t we? So together we’ll be stronger, and as the family grows, so will that strength, and all them simple things that go into the makin’s of a family. You’ll see."

 

"Older and wiser, is that what you are saying?"  Emeline gave him a playful smile, then kissed him on the cheek.  "But you are right, we aren't starry eyed youngsters, and that is an advantage."  Of course, they both knew the pain that could strike in a heart-beat and last a life time, but strengthened them.

 

" 'Course there won't always be dancin' an' such, lest we're doin' it at home, an' that's likely.. When there ain't good time to be had here in town, why, we'll jest make 'em ourselves!" He added.

 

"We'll have to get a music box," she declared, "I saw one from Switzerland that had a little drum, and small bells that were struck by tiny silver birds...it played six tunes..."  Well, that was far more extravagant than anything they needed, but a simple box with some interchangeable cylinders would be nice.  "Or we could just hire a small orchestra who could play when the whim hits us and they can wrangle horses in the mean time!"

 

 

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Leah & Jonah


“Why yes, that would be , ah, shall we say, a better choice for this particular conversation.” The smile was more of a Cheshire cat smile. “Shall we then?”

 

Jonah offered Leah his arm as they moved out into the cool evening air, where it was more quiet and refreshing.  "I've no doubt you'll have plenty of support, especially once this is established.  And from what I've heard, Mr.s Pike and Guyer are formidable men."

 

Not to mention the goons who were never more than a few yards away.  But then, as much as he was annoyed that there was never any privacy, it was really a sad thought that such a fine young woman needed to have guards, especially against her own family.

 

"So, now, what was this plan that you have?"  He was continually impressed by the way Leah's mind worked!

 

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W & W up in the loft

 

"We grow all kinds of stuff. Corn, wheat, potatoes, onions, carrots, turnips, you name it. Sell some of it to the general store or other folks on market days," Wyatt answered.

 

"I don't know their names but I saw the first one on the ranch where Clara worked for awhile before she quit. The one she's dancing with now..........no idea," he shrugged.

 

"Turnips?"  Weedy's nose wrinkled up in distaste.  "Ew.  Corn and stuff is good, but turnips?"  Yeah, he could live the rest of his life without those!

 

Looking down at the dancers, it took him a moment to find Clara, even though her dress was a bright blue.  "They are doing pretty good together, huh?  I'm afraid I'd tromp all over a girl, and then she'd cry and that would be annoying!  I want a girl who likes climbing trees and spit...I mean, if I had to have a girl at all."

 

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Addy, Barlow

 

Addy nodded to Barlow as he approached, and then Speed excused himself.

 

"Captain Barlow, isn't it? Good to see you again, Sir. Addy, Captain, if you'll excuse me, unfortunately I am on duty and duty require my making certain rounds, if you'll excuse me then."

 

"Ya work to hard, Speed!" Addy declared with a grin.  "I'll let ya know on th' house."  Then she turned her attention to Barlow.

 

"Cap'n.  Good ta see ya made it here, it's good fer th' locals ta get ta know ya soldiers...workin' hand in hand on occasion, should th' need arise." 

 

What with bandidos and Indians, there was always a chance for trouble, and at some point they may have to work together, so it wouldn't do harm for them to have some familiarity with each other.

 

"Are ya enjoyin' th' evenin'?"

 

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 Leah & Jonah


Jonah offered Leah his arm as they moved out into the cool evening air, where it was more quiet and refreshing.  "I've no doubt you'll have plenty of support, especially once this is established.  And from what I've heard, Mr.s Pike and Guyer are formidable men."


“Yes, yes they are. At least that is what I’ve heard as well. Pike though, he has a history. I did a bit of checking, he’ll do Jonah, he’ll do.” She replied.
 

Not to mention the goons who were never more than a few yards away.  But then, as much as he was annoyed that there was never any privacy, it was really a sad thought that such a fine young woman needed to have guards, especially against her own family.


 As the three men straightened up and poised to start forward, she held a hand at her side with the palm open, and they stopped.


“It’s the Doc, he’s okay.” Bannister said quietly. He hadn’t trusted the medical man at first, but had grown to trust him with her.


"So, now, what was this plan that you have?"  He was continually impressed by the way Leah's mind worked!


She smiled, but it was not a happy smile this time. “I’ll have to go home and shoot the old man myself.” It was that simple and direct. “Of course then there would be Case to deal with, but I doubt he has any interest in stopping the hospital, or for that matter, the orphanage. The ranch will be his, well, his and his brothers." She looked up at him. "Not what you wanted to hear, I'm sure, but it will be a necessity to see this thing through."

 

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"We'll have to get a music box," she declared, "I saw one from Switzerland that had a little drum, and small bells that were struck by tiny silver birds...it played six tunes..."  Well, that was far more extravagant than anything they needed, but a simple box with some interchangeable cylinders would be nice.  "Or we could just hire a small orchestra who could play when the whim hits us and they can wrangle horses in the mean time!"


“I’m sure findin’ some cowhands what played alla them instruments an’ sech would be easy enough. I mean, don’t they all?” Then he laughed. “We’ll make do ‘til we git us an orchestra of our own, runnin’ about the place, might take a bit, but it could be done.” He winked at her. Their future looked bright as anything, of course, the dark cloud that was the Steelgrave problem loomed ever-present for the foreseeable future. But then, life has a way of making the foreseeable that which never happens, and the unforeseeable that which your life becomes. The thought gave him pause.

 

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