Summary: Returning home from a camping/hunting trip in this prequel, the brothers bond by teaching Little Joe how to manage the truth without making false statements to their father.
Rating: T Word count: 1,339
Lost In a Storm Grizzly Tale
With wide eyes and a high-pitched loud voice, Little Joe told Ben about the camping trip he had been allowed to go on with his two older brothers. The ten-year-old had been amazed and frightened at the things that happened.
“Pa, it was a terrible storm. There was a whole lot of rain and the wind was howling. Lightning lit up the sky so it was almost like daytime. The thunder was so loud, it made my ears hurt.”
Ben looked to Adam and Hoss for confirmation of little Joe’s story. Adam looked at Hoss and shrugged before responding.
“It was a light rain with a little thunder and a bit of lightning, Pa. We needed some rain.”
Sending a sour look of irritation at Adam, Joe continued.
“Pa, I got chased up a tree by a grizzly bear. I went out to do my business, and there was a bear. Pa, I thought he wanted to eat me. I screamed for help, but it took forever for Adam and Hoss to get there.”
Once again Adam claimed Little Joe was exaggerating without actually saying that.
“I’m sure it was just a black bear, Pa. It was probably about as big as Hoss. We scared it off. We slept in the line cabin every night except for one, and never let Little Joe out of our sight after that one time. At least one of us was with him at every moment after that even when he went to do his business.”
“Well, Adam, how about when we went to hunt some antelope, and you got us lost? You said it was an old Indian trail that Young Wolf showed you, but then you couldn’t find it again so we could get back. We had to spend the night in a cave. Pa, we could hear that grizzly out there. We musta been in his cave, and he didn’t like it at all. Adam and Hoss took turns keeping watch. They had their rifles loaded and ready to use, but we put a fire at the opening of the cave, and the grizzly never came in to eat us.”
Hoss took a shot at explaining then.
“We were never lost, Pa. It just got too dark to see the trail because we were having so much fun and kinda lost track of the time. But then Adam knew where that cave was. It was a right big cave and had an opening up top so we could even have a campfire inside the cave to keep us warm. We built one at the entrance to keep out the critters, Pa. You never know what kind of critters are gonna come wandering into a cave at night. We were just being careful.”
Adam smiled at Hoss to show his appreciation for Hoss handling that one. Ben noticed. He wondered how much of Little Joe’s story was true and how much was exaggerated. He assumed he might never find out, but all three were home safe and sound, so he could forget about this trip for a while.
“Well, go take care of your horses and do any chores that are needed. Then you can wash up for dinner. Hop Sing has pork roast all set to go. He said he would fix the antelope steaks tomorrow.”
Tired after the long hunting trip and the ride home, the three brothers trudged out to the stable where Little Joe made his feelings quite clear.
“Adam, you lied to Pa. How could you do that?”
“Little Joe, I didn’t actually lie to Pa. I just didn’t add all the details you wanted him to know. Now didn’t we have a light rain before that big storm hit? Weren’t we safe and dry when the storm came?”
“Well, ya, but what about that grizzly? You said it was a black bear.”
“Wasn’t that grizzly black? And wasn’t he at least as big as Hoss if not bigger?”
“But then Hoss said it was critters who wanted to get back into that cave!”
“Little Joe, isn’t a grizzly a critter like any other? And we didn’t exactly see him that night. It was too dark. It could have been a different bear. Maybe it was a black bear. No one could see him.”
“But, Adam, Hoss said he could smell him because he was so close. Then you found those hairs on the rock in the cave, and you said it was hair from a grizzly bear. Doesn’t that mean we were in the bear’s cave?”
“Maybe that’s where a bear hibernates in winter, but it’s not winter now so there was no reason for that bear to come into that cave. He was probably just smelling the food we had cooking and wanted some. You know bear will eat antelope if they get the chance.”
Sitting on a hay bale, Little Joe scrunched up his face and thought as hard as he could.
“All right, you didn’t lie exactly, but why didn’t you want Pa to know what happened?”
“Little Joe, do you think he would let Hoss and you come with me on another camping trip if he knew all the things that went wrong on this one? He would never want to think you were in any danger, and with me and Hoss there to protect you, you were never in any real danger, were you?”
Little Joe thought about that a bit more and then smiled.
“No, I guess not. Does that mean you’ll take me along on the next hunting trip?”
“Well, if you can keep Pa from getting worried so he’ll let you go with us, then the answer is yes.”
Little Joe grabbed the rake that Hoss handed to him and began raking the manure out of the stalls. But then he had one more thing to question.
“Hey, what about that trip last spring when you two came home all wet and muddy and said you fell in the river while you were fishing? Was that a true story?”
Hoss and Adam looked at each other.
“Yeah, older brother, how about that one?”
And the older Cartwright brother started laughing so hard that he had to lean on Hoss’ shoulder. That got Hoss laughing just as hard. When Hoss was able to catch his breath enough to talk, he had a parting comment.
“Little Joe, you ain’t old enough to know about that one. You can ask us again in say, five or six years. You’ll be old enough then.”
Hoss couldn’t hold back and snickered then.
“That’ll be some story to tell him then. I wonder if we’ll have any story better than that one by then.”
“I doubt it. At least, we won’t have one with all those elements.”
“You mean a fight, gals, whisky, poker, another fight, and then that chase. Darn near lost our horses, but we got clean away.”
“Yes, we did.”
“Now, you got to tell me.”
“No, we don’t. Hoss told you enough so you know you have to keep it a secret if you ever want to have an adventure like that with us when you’re old enough.”
“It sure sounds like I do.”
“The you need to know to tell Pa only enough to keep him happy. You don’t want to make him as grouchy as that grizzly in the storm, now do you?”
Adam had admitted it was a grizzly. Realizing that his brothers were offering him a chance to be one of them almost like he was grown up already, Little Joe had to agree.
“I guess it was only a light rain and a hungry black bear sniffing around out there because he smelled the food we had. Everybody knows how I can make things bigger than they are.”
All three grinned in understanding. When they went inside, Ben smiled at their expressions believing the trip had accomplished what he had hoped, and the brothers were closer than ever. They were but not the way Ben had envisioned.
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This is such a cute story! I really enjoyed it!
Thank you so much. Prequels are fun.
This ws a cute story. Joe got to learn about some of his older brothers tactics.Thanks for a nice broherly moment storiy.
Thank you so much. Your comments are always so wonderful and so perfectly describe the main points of the story.
BettyHT,
You had me smiling throughout your delightful story. Thank you 😁
Thank you so much. It’s another old one, but this one was edited and expanded a bit before posting.
Don’t know how I missed this one. Oh the tales the brothers could tell – but only between them. ;-)) I’m guessing Ben’s forgotten some of his ‘close calls’ when he was young – okay for the parent but not the child.
Thank you so much. Sometimes it is best for the parent not to know.
If only Ben knew all the real stories behind those trips! Being the oldest, Adam no wonder has this talent of story telling down to an exact science.
Thank you so much, and your review of Adam’s skills is perfect. Then he passed that on to Joe.
Adam et Hoss pas si sages que ça 😉 Joe est entre de bonnes mains 😊 Pa est heureux avec trois fils bien élévés …
Thank you so much. Pa is happy, but perhaps he would not be if he knew what his sons were teaching his youngest and why.
Loved this! The fine art of ‘limited’ story-telling is passed on from brother-to-brother.
The secrets between brothers , if only Ben knew the real story. Some things are better left to the imagination .
Thank you so much. Always the way with parents as their children grow up – there are secrets it is better they do not know.
Thank you so much. So appropriate too that it would start with the oldest and be passed down.