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    • "We'll have to get on over to the dinning room them. Afraid it's liable to be a bit more like Kalispell than Frisco." He said. "But it'll be good food, just not what we've been used too. Will be up on the hill, for sure.  I was told this is the best hotel because it was a ways out across the river from town, and it was solid built."   "The wealth on the hill is such that all most everything around it is growing at a fast pace. You'll really see that when we visit the Capitol, Carson City. Supposedly discovered by Kit Carson and General John Freemont on their way to Sacramento in. At least Freemont named the river after him back in '43 or '44. Nothin' was there then."   "All that made me hungry too, let's go eat an then take us a walk across the river, or along it, which ever you want." @Bongo
    • That did not take long. Cookie rang the triangle and shouted his best but in the end he sent the kid to roust all but the closest to him. Rance joined young Wheeler in the line, a bit out of the wind, but mostly in it for the moment. It seemed calmer up by the wagon.   "That had ta be bad back there. The wind drivin' the dust an' the smell, but should this wind let up you'll be on flank, left flank, then right, then back to the drag. It'll be me, Dallas, an' Dixie. eatin' dust tomorrow. But at least we got hot grub, won't always be that'a way out here though, every trip is different."   And they moved up steadily. @Bongo
    • "Nothing to discuss? I am surprised, Jonah. Why, if we have time for breakfast, there will be much to discuss regarding the hospital as well as the start of the orphanage. Hopefully that the railroad will be completed, or close to it by then." She smiled brightly. "Things will be different by then."   "My hope is that we get through all of this without my fathers interference causing delays, or real problems with the builders. You know we could get well into October before the snow flies, but I'm not counting on that. The winter will stop construction until the thaw." She stated, but the smile was still there, "But it will be well underway!" @Bongo
    • "Pleased ta meet ya, Rance."  Justus gave the man a nod, then lined up with the others for grub.  Maybe he could get some sleep despite the wind.  He surely was tired enough, and until there was something that concerned him, he didn't need to be concerned.   First, though, a full belly!  As the line progressed, he he nodded to the kid who was the cook's help.  "Times like this, I bet yer glad ya don't have ta be on th' downwind end of a herd'a cows!"   @Flip
    • "It's good to know you'll have the best working on the project, you've come this far, you don't need to risk the quality with less than the best working on it."  Even though he had no doubt that the crew would be excellent, it was reassuring to know that the man hand picked for the job would actually be on site overseeing it.  That way, too, he'd be there if Leah needed to discuss anything with him, and Jonah had a good feeling that was going to happen!   He grinned and took a sip of coffee.  "Just think, this time next year it will all be over!  We'll have a fine hospital with the best equipment...and nothing to discuss over breakfast!"   @Flip  

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With: Case Steelgrave
Location: Municipal Building, Town Marshals Office, Cell 3
When: Sunday, April 30th, 1876
Time of Day: Morning




Case Steelgrave, the man that once ruled Whitefish with an iron fist now sat behind bars awaiting trial on an array of charges, some more serious than others. It had been a mistake, an avoidable mistake to have been drinking, and letting it get the better of him as it did.

Confident that a sober Case would have never attempted to disarm the Town Marshal with the obvious intent to kill him. That was the alcohol speaking and reacting. Odd how this happen like that, the good time, if that’s what it could be called, turnred on it’s head in a moment of blind fury.

No, he didn’t like Speed Guyer. Did not like the way he treated people, as if he owed them something. As if they were his equals, and some, as his betters. He was weak! By now he should be running the town, not working for it. It was clear to Case as he sat in the cell that Henry Guyer was really soft. Not hard like he was. Not willing to do what had to be done to control a town like Kalispell. It was as if blundering fool didn’t want what was lying there for him to take.

He looked at the two men waiting on a rope in the next cell and wanted to laugh at the foolishness of their pitiful attempt to take the bank. Why was he Marshal, they would have waltzed in and emptied that safe, then walked out like they owned the place. Things would have been different with his boys on the job, but that was not what happened, he was not Town Marshal, in fact his chances to become County Sheriff were not looking all that promising at the moment.

The one thing Case was sure of, he would get out of this, one way or another. There was the failed attempt to break him out, but that attempt was by the hands from the ranch, now his boys, they would have done the job right, he would be free, but that was not how it went. They would have left Guyer and his deputy dead in the street. Thinking on it, that might have been fortuitous. Goodnight would clear him of the serious stuff, the drunk in public, those charges, they would fade before the first campaign speech.


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