Summary:\u00a0 One of the Cartwrights is badly injured.\u00a0 He’s trying to get home.\u00a0 Someone comes to his rescue and helps him until his brother can find him.\u00a0 But who took care of him?<\/p>\n
Rating =\u00a0K\u00a0 (1633 words)<\/p>\n
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Lo, I Am With You<\/u><\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n He was walking through the snow, looking for the large buck. It was within his sights. He raised his rifle and took aim.\u00a0 Suddenly, pain exploded in his left arm.\u00a0 He fell and his chest hit hard on some rocks nearby.\u00a0 He lay in the snow unable to move.\u00a0 His breathing grew ragged; the world was spinning around him.\u00a0 If he could find his rifle he could fire some shots.\u00a0 His brother couldn\u2019t be too far away, or was he alone?\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t be sure of anything through the pain.\u00a0 Managing to turn his head he saw the rifle, he could just barely reach it.\u00a0 He grabbed it. \u00a0Aiming it into the air, he fired once, twice\u2026the gun fell to the ground, his hand still on the trigger for the third shot that would never take place.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n ++++++<\/p>\n <\/p>\n He felt through the ground more than heard the horses coming. He moved back under a dead tree trying to make himself as invisible as possible.\u00a0 Pain shot through his ribs and his left arm as he tried to hide. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. \u00a0He couldn\u2019t let the riders find him.\u00a0 It could mean certain but unbearable death.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n From his hiding place he could barely make out the legs of several horses of different colors moving on the snowy path. He heard voices, someone calling for someone. He lay still, shivering in the cold until they moved on.\u00a0 Finally, he felt it was safe to leave his shelter.\u00a0 He clambered to his feet and leaned heavily on a stick he\u2019d found and made into a makeshift crutch.\u00a0 His left arm was useless so he slipped his hand into his shirt to keep it still while he made his way home.\u00a0 At least he thought that was where he was going.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t be sure.\u00a0 He knew where he should be but it was getting hard to see and to keep his mind clear.\u00a0 He was shivering so badly and his vision kept changing.\u00a0 Was it getting dark?\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t be sure.\u00a0 He just knew he had to keep moving.\u00a0 Moving down the steep slope was harder than he thought with only one good arm to use for balance.\u00a0 He lost his footing and slid down the rest of the way on his back until a shrub or something rather large stopped his decent.\u00a0 As his feet, then his back hit the object he yelled out in pain then blessedly passed out.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n ++++++<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Something smelled good. And he felt warmth in the air.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t see anything but he could feel something soft on top of him.\u00a0 Someone was humming.\u00a0 He tried to open his eyes and look but there was so much pain.\u00a0 A cry escaped his dry lips.\u00a0 That\u2019s when he noticed he was so thirsty and still so cold, despite the warm covers.\u00a0 A hand gently lifted his head and held a cup to his lips.\u00a0 Despite the bitter taste he drank greedily.\u00a0 His head was lowered and he drifted off to oblivion where there was no cold, no pain.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n ++++++<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The light was dim but he found he could see the shadow of someone moving around him. Suddenly a face appeared above his.\u00a0 It was a woman and she was smiling at him.\u00a0 She ran a damp cloth over his face and down his neck.\u00a0 She did it again and again.\u00a0 It felt good, made him feel refreshed and clean.\u00a0 He tried to touch her but could not seem to get his arms to move.\u00a0 She spoke to him with words he couldn\u2019t understand.\u00a0 She left him but soon came back with a cup for him to drink from.\u00a0 He drank it and tried to tell her he wanted more.\u00a0 She nodded and brought more.\u00a0 After four cups, he\u2019d had his fill.\u00a0 He slept and had dreams about her, and about three men who seemed to be very important to him.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n ++++++<\/p>\n <\/p>\n They were arguing outside the tent, the woman and a man. A baby cried.\u00a0 He wanted to help but he could only lay there and listen. Only a few words were familiar, they were from the Paiute language.\u00a0 They argued about leaving, whether he should go with them, the time was short, it was now or never.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n She came in and went to the infant. He watched as she sat and nursed the child.\u00a0 The man came in and sat down.\u00a0 No one spoke until she laid the child down to sleep.\u00a0 Then the man turned to him and spoke in nearly perfect English.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cWe must leave. We stayed until the child came.\u00a0 You cannot come with us. It is too far.\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Fear arose in him. He couldn\u2019t be left alone. He could barely move much less get himself home.\u00a0\u00a0 The fear must have shown on his face.\u00a0 The woman spoke again but the man silenced her with a look.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cWe will leave you where you can be found by your kind. It will be a difficult journey.\u00a0 You must rest.\u00a0 We leave when the sun rises.\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n He reached out to touch the man\u2019s arm. \u201cPlease, tell me who you are.\u00a0 Are you Paiute?\u00a0 Are you part of Winnemucca\u2019s people?\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cI am Gray Eagle. We will care for you until we part ways.\u00a0 She will bring you food now, and then you will rest.\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n He rose and left the tent. The woman brought the food then helped him lay down to sleep.\u00a0 Everything still hurt and his left arm was numb.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t know how he would be able to travel.\u00a0 He felt so tired.\u00a0 He closed his eyes and sleep overtook him once more.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n +++++<\/p>\n <\/p>\n It was the pain that woke him up; so much pain. He gasped, cried out, tried to make it stop.\u00a0 Something held him still.\u00a0 A voice cut through the fog and the pain.\u00a0 He knew the voice.\u00a0 He tried to answer.\u00a0 He was cold again and the pain wouldn\u2019t stop.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Hands gently held his head.\u00a0 Warm breath was brushing his face.\u00a0 Words were spoken, trying to get him to respond.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cAdam, Adam. Open your eyes. God, please.\u00a0 Open your eyes.\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n A sound escaped his frozen lips. Barely a breath.\u00a0 \u201cJoe?\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cOh God, yes, yes. It\u2019s me.\u00a0 You\u2019re going to be okay.\u00a0 I\u2019ll get you home.\u00a0 Just hang on.\u00a0 Please stay with me, Adam.\u00a0 Please.\u201d\u00a0 He could sense pain and sorrow, fear in the voice.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Gentle hands drew him close to a warm body; held him tightly. He relaxed.\u00a0 He would be okay now.\u00a0 His brother was with him.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n ++++++<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cI heard the shots and tried to find you. I hunted for you for four days.\u00a0 I finally found you on the ridge about five miles from the old Paiute camp.\u00a0 You had furs wrapped all around you with food and water nearby.\u00a0 You were nearly frozen and barely breathing. How did you get there?\u00a0 That was miles from where we were hunting.\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Adam basked in the warmth of the fire Joe had built. His left arm had been bandaged and feeling was coming back to the fingers at least.\u00a0 Joe had also wrapped Adam\u2019s ribs which made breathing a lot easier.\u00a0 They were waiting for their father and brother to arrive and take them home.\u00a0 Joe had a ranch hand with him and sent the man back to the ranch to get help and transportation for Adam.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know what happened Joe. I was near the lake about to shoot a large buck when I felt pain in my left arm.\u00a0 I fell and hurt my ribs somehow.\u00a0 I managed to get to the rifle and fire some shots before I blacked out.\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Joe had already told Adam the injury was from an arrow but he never found the source.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cI remember trying to get home but the pain and a fever confused me. The next thing I remember is being in a tent with two Paiutes, a man and a woman, and their baby.\u00a0 It\u2019s so foggy; I can\u2019t piece anything together Joe.\u00a0 The man said they had to leave and they would leave me where I could be found.\u00a0 He said his name was Gray Eagle. I don\u2019t know why I remember that part.\u00a0 I\u2019ve never heard of him.\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Joe had a stunned look on his face. \u201cAre you sure about any of that?\u00a0 There were no tracks around where I found you.\u00a0 No tent or other structure.\u00a0 The Paiute camp has been abandoned for two months now since they moved north for the winter.\u00a0 You really don\u2019t know who Gray Eagle is, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cNo, why should I? Joe, what is it?\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cAdam, I remember Pa telling me a story one time, a legend, about an Indian named Gray Eagle. He stayed behind with his pregnant wife when the tribe moved to their winter home.\u00a0 They couldn\u2019t travel until the baby was born. They never made it to the new camp but somehow the baby did.\u00a0 The baby was, is, Chief Winnemucca, Adam.\u201d\u00a0 Joe went silent, studying his brother\u2019s face.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Adam had no words. He only knew what he had experienced, or thought he had.\u00a0 The brothers just sat there in silence as the truth sank in.\u00a0 Joe knew someone had cared for his brother, but they would never know what really had happened.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Joe and Adam managed to smile at the same time. Both nodded and looked up, giving thanks for the help that had been given.\u00a0 The fire flickered upon each brother\u2019s face as the sun set over the lake.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n ++++++<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cSo do not fear; for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.\u00a0 I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.\u201d Is. 41:10<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The End<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Tags:\u00a0 Family<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Summary:\u00a0 One of the Cartwrights is badly injured.\u00a0 He’s trying to get home.\u00a0 Someone comes to his rescue and helps him until his brother can find him.\u00a0 But who took care of him?<\/p>\n Rating =\u00a0K\u00a0 (1633 words)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":8333,"featured_media":12434,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"template-full-width-post.php","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_members_access_role":[],"_members_access_error":""},"categories":[23,41],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12432","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-drama","category-hurtcomfort","wpcat-23-id","wpcat-41-id"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/01\/Lake-Tahoe-Winter-2.jpg?fit=1600%2C1200&ssl=1","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12432","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/8333"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12432"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12432\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/12434"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12432"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12432"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12432"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}