{"id":18987,"date":"2018-11-22T20:01:07","date_gmt":"2018-11-23T01:01:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=18987"},"modified":"2025-09-25T15:40:08","modified_gmt":"2025-09-25T19:40:08","slug":"freedoms-just-another-word-by-ac1830","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=18987","title":{"rendered":"Freedom’s Just Another Word (by AC1830)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Summary: A WHI for A House Divided. \u201cFather against son, brother against brother. A house divided against itself cannot not stand.\u201d What if Adam did leave in order to keep peace in the family? \u00a0This is a journey of healing for the Cartwright family and some newfound friends. <\/span><\/p>\n

Rating = T, Word Count = 14415<\/p>\n

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Freedom\u2019s Just Another Word <\/b><\/p>\n

Prologue<\/b><\/p>\n

October 1860<\/b><\/p>\n

Dawn broke over the Sierras bringing with it the golden rays of a new day. \u00a0This new day, however, would not contain any cheer for the Cartwright family. After seeing Lake Tahoe come into view, a lone rider left the trail he was following. Little Joe Cartwright pulled his horse to a stop, his eyes frantically searching the area. \u00a0He tried to slow his rapid heartbeat and his heavy breathing. Knowing he\u2019d pushed Cochise hard to make the climb Joe dismounted to give his horse a rest. He laid the reins on a bush and climbed up to the overlook. Scanning the area once more in the brightening light, Joe saw everything that meant home to him – tall green pines, moist black soil, white granite boulders and the sapphire blue lake. What he didn\u2019t find was his oldest brother. \u00a0Joe had been searching all night after he\u2019d learned from his father that Adam had left home. Now miles from home himself, this spot was the last place he had to look, the place he hoped Adam would be. <\/span><\/p>\n

Joe was exhausted in so many ways. Dropping down to rest on an old log, he tried to sort out his thoughts. \u00a0For the last several hours, ever since his father had interrupted the meeting with Frederick Kyle and Virginia City\u2019s leading businessmen, Joe\u2019s world had begun to crumble. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

First were the words Ben Cartwright and \u00a0Frederick Kyle had exchanged, revealing to Joe that Kyle had used him to lure other men into the support of Kyle\u2019s secret agenda. \u00a0His mission all along was to support the Confederacy and secure their victory in the impending Civil War. Worse yet Kyle had sacrificed his wife and son for his Cause. <\/span><\/p>\n

Next Joe realized that the words \u201cbrother against brother, father against son\u201d had become true of his own family. He and Adam had taken opposite sides of the impending war, even to the point of fighting each other, and Joe had come close to forsaking his own family to assist Mister Kyle, until his father had helped him see the truth. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

But now, had he lost a brother in the emotional fray? \u00a0What was it Pa had said to Kyle? \u201cToday I lost two sons.\u201d When Ben told Joe that Adam had left, Joe knew he had to find him. \u00a0He had to stop his brother from leaving. But having looked everywhere Adam liked to go when he was upset, Joe realized he\u2019d failed. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Balanced on the log with his hands hanging limply between his knees, Joe also failed to get his emotions under control. \u00a0He felt guilty for being the reason Adam had left. If he\u2019d only listened to Adam\u2019s side of things rather than argue all the time. \u00a0He also worried about his brother heading back East, into the middle of the disagreements between the states. But mostly he was angry, not understanding how Adam could forsake his family when they needed him. \u00a0He hadn\u2019t even given an opportunity for Joe to make things right between them. <\/span><\/p>\n

Joe rose up and kicked at the log he\u2019d been sitting on then he let out a frustrated yell, startling Cochise. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, why? \u00a0How dare you leave and not give any of us a chance to settle things between us. Where are you? \u00a0Please come home.\u201d Joe fell to his knees and looked out over the placid lake, the sunlight beginning to cast its warm glow across the waters. \u00a0\u201cPlease\u2026.Adam.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

After a while Joe finally mounted up and rode home. \u00a0A part of him hoped Adam would come riding up, but that never happened. As he slowly rode into the yard he found, for the first time in his young life, he was afraid to face his family. \u00a0He had failed to find his brother. As the front door swung open revealing first Pa then Hoss, Joe couldn\u2019t imagine how his family was going to get through this particular crisis. <\/span><\/p>\n

Chapter 1<\/b><\/p>\n

Late April 1861<\/b><\/p>\n

The sky was on fire. Shades of reds, pinks and yellows spread long tendrils from behind the distant mountains toward the darkening sky above. \u00a0Hoss Cartwright was tending the horses for the night but took a moment to gaze at the glory before him when he noticed the dark pines were alight with the glow of the setting sun. \u00a0Leaving the horses he moved out into the clearing to enjoy the last of the sunset over the mountains. Normally a sunset this brilliant would fill his heart with its peace and beauty but not this night. \u00a0Hoss heaved his shoulders in a deep sigh. He hadn\u2019t had any peace for a long time, not since Adam took off for the East after that mess with Fredrick Kyle. Six months later, things were still in turmoil. \u00a0When Adam came home just three weeks ago, the family talked about the issues, and a calm seemed to settle over the Ponderosa again; that is until a few days later when Joe let it be known that he was never again going to be at peace with his oldest brother. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss acknowledged the beauty of the sunset, and its Creator, saying a prayer that maybe the new day coming would bring peace to the brothers. \u00a0That\u2019s what they were out there for anyway wasn\u2019t it? Isn\u2019t that what Pa said when they left? \u201cGet those mustangs for the Army contract and don\u2019t come home until there\u2019s peace among you three!\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss glanced one last time at the sinking sun, feeling like his heart was sinking with it. \u00a0Sighing again he headed back to camp. At the edge of camp he paused and observed his older brother, sitting on a log, hunched over and mindlessly poking at the fire. \u00a0A cursory look around told him Joe was nowhere to be seen. Lowering his head, Hoss dropped his hands into his jacket pockets and quietly made his way toward the fire. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cGot the horses bedded down?\u201d \u00a0Adam didn\u2019t stop his poking of the fire and his voice was deathly quiet.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah. \u00a0Where\u2019s Joe?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTook the dishes and pots down to the river to clean \u2018em. \u00a0Reckon he\u2019ll be gone a while.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, reckon so.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss spread out his bedroll but was too restless to sleep so he sat by the fire across from Adam. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cListen Adam, we gotta talk.\u201d \u00a0Adam stopped his poking but didn\u2019t look up. \u201cI know what\u2019s been said between you and Joe but somehow you two have gotta make peace. \u00a0I get how all this talk about the War has put you and Joe on different sides but I thought all that was settled when you come home. I just don\u2019t know why it\u2019s started up again.\u201d \u00a0Hoss shrugged and fell silent.<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam started poking the fire harder as silence reigned. \u00a0When he finally spoke the tension in his voice was barely controlled, \u201cI think you do know why Joe got it started again.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

A frown crept over Hoss\u2019 face and he slowly nodded. \u00a0\u201cReckon you\u2019re right. It\u2019s got ta do with the Jackson family. Joe keeps complainin\u2019 how you brought them here just ta prove how bad the South is. \u00a0You heard him just before we left. He said you were as good as wavin\u2019 \u2018em under his nose.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Tossing his stick into the fire, Adam stood and gave his brother an angry glare. \u00a0\u201cI know what he said! You don\u2019t need to repeat it. Do you, too, think that\u2019s why they\u2019re here? \u00a0Why I helped them travel all the way from Boston? I thought you had more sense than that, Hoss, more faith in me. \u00a0Guess I was wrong – wrong about a lot of things it seems.\u201d Adam turned his back on Hoss and moved away from the fire.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss stood and reached Adam in two long strides. Spinning him around by the shoulder and aiming a finger at him, he set the record straight. \u00a0\u201cNow you wait just a doggone minute there, Adam. Don\u2019t you go puttin\u2019 me on one side or th\u2019 other. I\u2019m jest repeatin\u2019 what Joe said. Don\u2019t mean I agree with him. You oughta know that. \u00a0What I want ta know is why the Jackson family came out here with ya. You said they was from the South but moved to the North. I know there\u2019s got to be more to it than that. An\u2019 don\u2019t give me that look, older brother. \u00a0I know you very well an\u2019 can tell when you leave out parts of a story.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam relaxed his stance after Hoss\u2019 rebuke. \u201cIt\u2019s not my story to tell, Hoss. \u00a0Thomas Jackson needs to tell it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAw, don\u2019t give me that neither, Adam. \u00a0You know the whole story an\u2019 I suggest you tell it when Joe gets back. \u00a0Seems ta me there\u2019s a lot of misunderstandings goin\u2019 on with all three of us and now\u2019s the time to get \u2018em settled.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

In the darkness away from the campfire, Joe stood listening to most of the conversation between his brothers. \u00a0The more he heard the angrier he became. He was sick and tired of everyone standing against the South and its needs during the War. \u00a0And brother or not, he was not going to hear any lies from Adam about the Jackson family. He stormed into the camp and threw down the cookware and dishes. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t need to hear any more stories from you about how bad it is in the South. \u00a0All you want to do, Adam, is bring up slavery. But you seem to forget that the South produces a lot of things that support this country, and they need just as much support as the North. They\u2019re just tired of being told what they can and can\u2019t do, and I\u2019m sick of that too. So you can just forget about trying to persuade me to give up my support of the South.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam glared at Joe, his nostrils flared and his lips thinned. \u00a0He threw his hands into the air. \u201cFine, go ahead and believe what you want but you should know that this country will be a lot better off, a lot stronger, if it\u2019s whole rather than divided.\u201d Adam moved to within inches of his younger brother. \u201cAnd I hope you also come to realize sooner rather than later, little brother, that this family, the four of us, is a helluva lot more important than your thoughts about one part of this country. \u00a0If you are ever in need of help you just think on who\u2019s going to be there for you. If you want to hear all of Thomas Jackson’s story, I\u2019ll tell it. But only if that\u2019s what you really want. I won\u2019t tell it if all you\u2019re going to do is throw a fit and call it Northern propaganda.\u201d Adam stood silent for a moment, glaring at each brother with his dark eyes reflecting his anger. As silence reigned he walked over to his bedroll and laid down. \u00a0\u201cI\u2019m through talking. I\u2019m going to sleep and I suggest you two do the same. We\u2019ve a hard day of riding tomorrow if we\u2019re going to catch up with that herd.\u201d With that he rolled over and pulled up his blanket. Hoss quietly took the cue and moved to his bedroll. <\/span><\/p>\n

As Adam and Hoss settled down to sleep, Joe remained rooted in place, chest still heaving from his fury. \u00a0He was mad and frustrated with his brother but he was forced to admit that some of Adam\u2019s words had gotten to him. \u00a0It always seemed that Adam knew when Joe had crossed the line and was choosing to forsake his family over a cause. And boy he\u2019d crossed that line quite a bit lately. \u00a0Joe put the dishes away and dropped down on his bedroll hugging his knees to his chest. It was quite a while before he finally stretched out to sleep. <\/span><\/p>\n

Across the way Adam still wasn\u2019t asleep. \u00a0Hoss\u2019 request for the rest of the Jackson family story played in his thoughts and churned up unwanted memories. \u00a0<\/span>\u00a0<\/b>Turning onto his back Adam stared at the star-studded sky above him; the stars always seemed to bring him comfort. In the darkness as the stars lazily twinkled overhead, Adam tried hard to calm his roiling emotions. This last argument was one of many since he’d returned home and had introduced Thomas, Missy and Sammy Jackson to his own family. \u00a0What with helping the Jacksons settle onto a nearby farm and Adam having to leave a week later to round up some mustangs, there hadn\u2019t been any time to tell his family the entire story. If he could have perhaps Joe wouldn\u2019t be so edgy now. <\/span><\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s thoughts began to slowly sort themselves out as he drifted off to sleep. \u00a0The sounds of the crackling fire became sounds of footsteps and horses\u2019 hooves on hard streets. \u00a0Letting himself relax into the memory, he found himself back in Boston on a clear but cold Sunday in late February. \u00a0He\u2019d left home under emotional duress back in the Fall, yet found some amount of peace and healing during his time in Boston. When that bright Sunday morning dawned, it seemed like any other day, but by the end of it Adam found himself on a new path, one that would take him home but also one that would save three lives if they all survived the journey.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Late February 1861<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

Boston weather could be brutal in the winter, but Adam saw it as no different than what he was used to in Nevada. \u00a0However, this one Sunday in late February, had dawned with a warmer breeze and promised a hint of the Spring weather to come. \u00a0Adam felt it was perfect weather for a walk to church. Although he still wore his long woolen coat which he\u2019d purchased last Autumn when he\u2019d arrived, he had a pleasurable stroll to the little church a few blocks from the boarding house where he was staying. \u00a0The service, and the sermon especially, spoke to his heart and made him miss his family all the more. In recent weeks he\u2019d been considering that he needed to return home and make amends. In the time he\u2019d been gone he\u2019d had one letter from his father telling him of the demise of Frederick Kyle\u2019s plans to get silver and gold bullion to support the Southern trade efforts to England. \u00a0A letter from Hoss told him of the hole his leaving left in their lives, and that Joe was more settled and ready to talk about matters that were between them. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Being in Boston had also given Adam a chance to learn more about the different aspects of the impending war. \u00a0Eleven states had seceded and more were threatening. The politics were so badly tangled that one could almost hear as many views as there were people to ask. \u00a0Adam kept his personal views to himself as he had only wanted to gain a perspective, not fight any battles. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

As he leisurely walked back to the boarding house after church, Adam mulled over the words of the pastor. \u00a0He had spoken on the words of Abraham Lincoln\u2019s speech in which the man said \u201ca house divided cannot stand\u201d.*<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The Pastor announced clearly the words from the Bible:<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd if a kingdom be divided against itself, that kingdom cannot stand. And if a house be divided against itself, that house cannot stand.\u201d**<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The Pastor was addressing the fact that the war was dividing the nation and families. \u00a0He called upon the Word of God to remind his congregation that unity was God\u2019s way. Adam paused near a small park and recalled the passage that had struck a chord in his heart:<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cFor, brethren, ye have been called unto liberty; only use not liberty for an occasion to the flesh, but by love serve one another. For all the law is fulfilled in one word, even in this; Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself. But if ye bite and devour one another, take heed that ye be not consumed one of another.\u201d***<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

When he\u2019d heard those verses, Adam found himself short of breath and his heart pounding in his chest. \u00a0That seemed to be what was happening to the nation but was it also happening to his family, to himself? \u00a0Were they, too, biting and devouring each other? All Adam could think of at that moment was how wrong he\u2019d been to leave, to forsake his family, to forsake Joe. \u00a0It was the pastor\u2019s final words that solidified his decision to return home:<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cBehold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity!\u201d****<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

As Adam stared up at the blue sky and felt a cool breeze brush his hair, he knew right then what he must do. \u00a0He would leave for home as soon as he could. With a lighter step, he made his way back to the boarding house. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

As Adam left the park, dark eyes watched the tall man amble down the street. \u00a0The eyes were pained and desperate. The young owner of those eyes also made a decision that afternoon, one that would hopefully save his family from certain death. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

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Chapter 2<\/b><\/p>\n

After a restless night, none of the brothers were up to the long day ahead. It took them all day to locate and corner the herd of mustangs and two more days to capture the ones they wanted for the Army contract. Despite the success of the roundup, the three brothers still had not settled their differences. \u00a0Joe kept complaining about his ideas concerning the horses being ignored when Adam decided his plans were better. Hoss tried to keep the peace as much as possible, but his two hard-headed brothers both told him to \u201cstay out of it\u201d. So he did, and the only thing he did was whatever he was told to do. <\/span><\/p>\n

It was a long trip home and was made even longer by the slowness due to driving nearly two dozen horses. Two more days of riding and they finally met up with the Ponderosa wranglers. \u00a0The wranglers had been busy breaking other horses when the brothers left. Thus it had been decided that the wrangles would meet them part way and drive the horses the rest of the way home. \u00a0After giving the wranglers their instructions, Adam asked one of them to let his father know the brothers would be home the next day. By the time the wranglers left with the horses the brothers were hardly speaking to each other. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

On their last night of camping, a day away from home, the weary brothers went through the motions of the evening, talking only when necessary to complete a task. \u00a0Once dinner and cleanup was complete, all three sat around the fire staring at nothing. After a while, Joe sighed, stood up and headed to his bedroll. He stumbled over the log he\u2019d been sitting on and had to lean on Adam to right himself. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHey, watch it will you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWell, sorry BIG brother. Guess you would have preferred I fall into the fire, huh? \u00a0Anything to get rid of your stupid LITTLE brother!\u201d Joe shoved Adam as he moved passed him. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHey, knock it off Joe. \u00a0Leave Adam alone.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

In one fast smooth motion, Adam rolled to his feet, grabbed Joe by his jacket, spun him around and grabbed his shirt into a tight fist. His right hand was coiled behind him ready to strike Joe\u2019s face. \u00a0As he brought it forward, it was stopped hard by Hoss\u2019 big hand. \u201cI said ta knock it off you two. Adam, let go o\u2019 Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam jerked his body, unable to free his hand from Hoss but effectively pushed Joe backwards over the log, then, with his free fist, rounded on Hoss and connected with his jaw. \u00a0Joe regained his footing and tackled Adam to the ground just as Hoss released Adam and staggered back from his punch. At that moment it was a no-holds-barred fight, the anger and tension of the last several weeks were released in an all-out brawl around and through the campfire. <\/span><\/p>\n

Nearly a half-hour later, Adam, Hoss and Joe Cartwright leaned, sat, or sprawled around the camp nursing their wounds. Still no one spoke as they dabbed at their cuts and bruises with strips of cloths and dribbles of whiskey, kindly provided by Hoss. \u00a0Into the silence came a quiet giggle, then a chuckle, then a loud guffaw. Before long the three brothers had moved closer together, bandaged each other\u2019s scrapes and sat by the fire sharing the last of the whiskey. Apologies were quietly spoken and accepted with each pass of the flask. It was Joe who finally spoke up as he handed the flask back to Adam. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI guess I\u2019m ready to hear that story now, Adam. \u00a0Will you tell us about Thomas Jackson and how you came to help him move west?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam sipped from the flask, handed it to Hoss and seriously eyed his youngest brother. \u201cYou sure? \u00a0It\u2019s not a pleasant story Joe.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

Joe held his brother\u2019s gaze. \u00a0\u201cYeah. I want ta hear it. Since we haven\u2019t been talking much lately, I\u2019ve had a lot of time to think.\u201d \u00a0Joe suddenly jumped up and began to pace. Adam and Hoss couldn\u2019t help but share a smile. Their younger brother never could sit still when he had something he needed to face up to. \u201cI guess\u2026.well, okay\u2026.you\u2019ve been right all along Adam. \u00a0I\u2019ve spent a lot of my life pointing out the differences between you and me, all based on where we were born. Well, where our mothers were from that is, considering I was born right here. And Pa\u2019s been trying to tell all three of us that where we were born has nothing to do with who we are. \u00a0We are Cartwrights, family, brothers. That\u2019s all that really matters, isn\u2019t it?\u201d Joe finally paused in his pacing to glance at both his brothers, looking for…what? Reassurance? Confirmation?<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam smirked and nodded, \u201cYeah, Joe, that\u2019s right. \u00a0We\u2019re family first. Right Hoss?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou betcha!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe smiled at his brothers\u2019 quick responses but Adam could see it didn\u2019t reach his eyes. \u00a0Something was still unsettled in Joe\u2019s mind but just what it was, Adam hadn\u2019t a clue. Joe ran his hand through his hair and looked up to the black, moonless sky. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, I…I\u2019m sorry for how things went when Mister Kyle was here. \u00a0Pa helped me see that I got pulled in by his scheme but I have to say I still have opinions about how the South is being treated and I don\u2019t think those will change for a while. \u00a0I\u2019ll just do my best to hear you out and try not to cause more trouble if we disagree.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

Adam took a slow breath. \u00a0\u201cJoe, I think you and I will always see things differently but that shouldn\u2019t keep us from being brothers, and being there for each other.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss slowly released the breath he\u2019d been holding. \u00a0His brothers had finally settled things and he felt peace in his heart again. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe smiled but didn\u2019t move. \u00a0\u201cOkay, so I have one more thing to say about that.\u201d \u00a0Adam and Hoss threw worried looks at each other. \u201cI didn\u2019t appreciate being overruled, on account of my position in this family, on some of my ideas concerning how to catch those mustangs. \u00a0Pa sent all three of us to catch those horses and all three of us should have agreed on how to catch \u2018em.\u201d Joe waited a beat then returned to his spot by the fire. <\/span><\/p>\n

Adam and Hoss took on expressions of being insulted, then quickly changed them to grins and gave Joe some hearty slaps on the back. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYer absolutely right little brother. From now on we\u2019ll make sure we listen to your suggestions.\u201d \u00a0Hoss gave a wink to Adam which Joe caught just before he was shoved backwards off the log into the dirt. \u00a0\u201cBut not till t\u2019morrow, Shortshanks.\u201d Laughter filled the night as the brothers settled back down to hear Adam\u2019s story, and share another flask of whiskey, which this time Adam had produced, claiming he only carried it for medicinal purposes. <\/span><\/p>\n

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After each brother had taken their taste of Adam\u2019s whiskey, marveling that he\u2019d tapped into their father\u2019s favorite supply, they grew quiet around the campfire. \u00a0Adam stared off into the night in order to collect his thoughts and find the right spot to begin his story. Since his dream from the other night was still fresh in his mind, he decided to fill his brothers in on his time in Boston, ending with the sermon that Sunday in February which led to his decision to come home. He would continue his story by telling them how complicated that Sunday was to become. <\/span><\/p>\n

After taking a final sip of whiskey Adam\u2019s quiet baritone voice filled the night air, \u201cI spent that Sunday afternoon sorting my few possessions, pulling out clothes to be cleaned and filing away papers and my journals. \u00a0By dinner time I was prepared to leave as soon as I could procure train tickets to the Midwest. After that it would be stagecoaches the rest of the journey home. I hoped to be on my way by week\u2019s end, but it didn\u2019t quite turn out the way I had planned.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

After securing his room, Adam headed out for his weekly service to a soup kitchen. \u00a0He\u2019d started helping there around Christmas, after the pastor of his church asked for helpers to serve food and clean up after the meal. \u00a0This night Adam would let the lady who ran the kitchen know he would be leaving. He\u2019d enjoyed her company but also had met several interesting individuals and families who were down on their luck for a time. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The evening went well and Adam had had a chance to say his farewells to the ones he\u2019d gotten to know. \u00a0He helped the owner wash and put away the dishes while her son served the last of the soup and bread. It was getting late when they heard a commotion in the dining area. \u00a0Tossing his dish towel aside, Adam ran out and found two men restraining a negro boy, preventing him from entering the room. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cPlease sir, I gotta eat. I ain\u2019t had no food fer days.\u201d <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t belong here boy. \u00a0You go find food with your own kind. \u00a0Now get out!\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cBut mister\u2026.\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s going on here? \u00a0Let the boy go.\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The men turned to see Adam standing near them with a dark look on his face and hands hanging tensely by his side. \u00a0One of the men started to speak but Adam cut him off.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cI said to let the boy go.\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The men released the boy, angrily grabbed their hats and left the facility.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The boy stood in the doorway not sure if he should stay or run, his dark eyes darting between the tables and Adam. \u00a0As the boy started to slink back into the night Adam realized his angry expression frightened him. He quickly softened his stance and spoke gently to the lad. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t leave. You\u2019re safe here and welcome to eat your fill.\u201d \u00a0Adam had dealt with enough scared children to know not to approach the boy. \u00a0He pointed to a table and with a glance over his shoulder, signaled for food to be brought out. He took a seat at one end as the boy slowly lowered himself into a chair at the other. They were left alone as the owner and her son watched from the serving window. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Adam let him eat all he wanted before engaging him. \u00a0As the boy pushed the empty bowl away he began to relax. He looked up at Adam with a scared face and a plea in his eyes. \u00a0Adam noted that his young face had seen too much strife and pain for his age. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m Adam. \u00a0Will you tell me your name?\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cS-Sammy, sir.\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cHow old are you Sammy?\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cThirteen, sir.\u201d \u00a0He lowered his head.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cDo you live around here Sammy?\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Ignoring Adam\u2019s question Sammy began looking all around him, as if checking to see who else was listening, then he spoke in a bare whisper, \u201cI been watching you, Mister. I seen ya at the church an\u2019 you seem a nice enough man. \u00a0I-I need yer he\u2019p. My pa and ma ain\u2019t doin\u2019 so good an\u2019 it ain\u2019t safe here for us no more. We wanted ta get ta Canada but ain\u2019t got the means.\u201d Sammy looked down in sadness but then raised his head and stared at Adam with determination on his face. \u201cWill you he\u2019p us mister? \u00a0Can you get us to Canada? We\u2019s in danger and if the men find us, they\u2019ll kill us all. Please Mister, please?\u201d Tears began to stain Sammy\u2019s dark skin as his black eyes bore into Adam\u2019s own hazel ones. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Adam took a deep breath and studied his laced fingers. \u00a0This was a big and dangerous request from the boy. If they were runaway slaves and Adam, a white man, helped them\u2026.. \u00a0He lifted his eyes and studied Sammy\u2019s face. The boy didn\u2019t flinch under Adam\u2019s gaze. There was a strength within this young man that Adam felt he could identify with. \u00a0Inhaling a deep breath he asked what had to be asked.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cSammy, are you and your parents runaway slaves?\u201d <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Sammy blinked but didn\u2019t look away. \u00a0\u201cMy pa was freed, sir. He\u2019s got papers. \u00a0My ma and me, yessir, we\u2019s runaways. Actu\u2019lly they ain\u2019t my real ma an\u2019 pa. \u00a0They\u2019s just took me in and said we was family. I was taken from my real ma and sold to a mean man in Virginia. \u00a0Some men bought at the same time were plannin\u2019 an escape. They\u2019d heard stories how this new master didn\u2019t keep slaves long\u2026.said they kept dyin\u2019. \u00a0The men I was sold with ran one night and I followed \u2018em. It didn\u2019t take long fer \u2018em ta be found…they\u2019s was shootin\u2019 and yellin\u2019 then all was silent. \u00a0I was hidin\u2019 \u2018long a river. I heard horses and men nearby afta all the noise but then they moved on. I waited there till the next night, then ran up the river. \u00a0I don\u2019t know how many days it was when Thomas an\u2019 Missy found me. They took care o\u2019 me and somehow we got to Philadelphia. After that some folks he\u2019p\u2019t us get to Boston. That\u2019s when we used up all the money we\u2019d been given, \u2018cept it weren\u2019t a lot to start with.\u201d \u00a0Sammy wiped his tear-stained face with his grimy sleeve and looked down to his hands. \u201cIn the market place we heard some men sayin\u2019 they can get money fer us if they turn us in. We been hidin\u2019 for a week. Please. Mister. Will you he\u2019p us get out?\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s mind was in turmoil with the dangers involved but he also felt a calm inside. \u00a0A verse his father had quoted to him throughout his life danced in his head and brought a peace to his soul. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cVerily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.\u201d*<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Adam smiled at the young boy and nodded. \u00a0\u201cI\u2019ll help you but it won\u2019t be to get to Canada. \u00a0I\u2019m heading west by the end of the week. My home is in Nevada Territory. \u00a0Will you and your family let me help you get there?\u201d <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Sammy\u2019s face changed to worry as he thought about Adam\u2019s offer. \u00a0After a few moments he nodded once, rubbed his hand on his faded pants and held it out to Adam. \u00a0\u201cYessir. We\u2019ll go wherever you say.\u201d <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Adam took the boy\u2019s hand in his. \u00a0Dark skin and light skin blended together to form an accord, and a new friendship. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

A loud pop and flurry of burning cinders in the campfire brought Adam back to the present. \u00a0He watched as Hoss took a stick and resettled the logs. Glancing to his left he noticed Joe intensely studying the dirt by his feet. \u00a0Adam rolled his eyes upward, noting the shifting of the constellations, and spoke quietly, \u201cIt\u2019s quite late and I think we all should get some sleep. \u00a0Pa\u2019s going to expect us for dinner, and if we\u2019re going to make it we need to leave by first light.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss stood and walked away silently to check the horses. Noticing Joe still had not moved Adam paused in his task of settling the fire for the night. \u00a0\u201cYou okay Joe? What are you thinking?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe stood then and stepped toward his bedroll. \u00a0\u201cI\u2019m fine. I\u2019m turning in.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s concerned eyes watched his brother disappear into the darkness. \u00a0When Hoss returned, Adam traded looks with him as they both settled into their bedrolls. \u00a0It would be a peaceful night of sleep but both brothers were uncertain what the morning would bring with their younger brother. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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Chapter 3<\/b><\/p>\n

As the predawn blackness slowly brightened to a silvery blue, Adam, Joe and Hoss were up and about. \u00a0Each one did their tasks efficiently so that an hour later, when the sun\u2019s golden light was breaking across the horizon, the three brothers were riding for home. \u00a0They\u2019d been riding in silence for a while when Adam began to hum a tune he\u2019d recently learned. Hoss smiled at the jaunty melody. Joe remained quiet but began to tap his fingers on his pummel. \u00a0After the last note faded on the air, Hoss asked about its origin and Adam explained it was an African song Missy had taught him on the trip west. For the next few minutes Adam and Hoss talked quietly as they plodded along to the rhythm of the horses and creaking saddles. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe listened to his brothers\u2019 discussion about the song and the trip, and he realized Adam seemed awfully calm about the entire ordeal. \u00a0He didn\u2019t understand how that could be when he\u2019d heard stories about what happened to fugitive slaves and those who helped them. He glanced sideways at Adam, took a breath and voiced his concern.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, weren\u2019t you worried about helping escaped slaves? \u00a0I mean you could have been caught and\u2026.injured, or even killed.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam breathed deeply and seemed to be ready for this question. He answered quietly, \u201cYeah Joe, I could have been but I was careful. We all were. We knew how dangerous it would be, especially when we got to the Midwest states. We would be dodging slave hunters, and any law man could arrest us, too, if they had a mind to.* <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhen Sammy took me to meet Thomas that Sunday night we spent some time talking. \u00a0Thomas told me there were a few people in Boston who were connected to the Underground Railroad. One of them turned out to be the pastor at the church I attended. Thomas said they were planning to leave in a day or so but then some bounty hunters showed up and started asking about any escaped slaves. Someone evidently alerted them to the Jacksons and others as well, so the Jacksons went into hiding. \u00a0The ones who were going to help the Jacksons escape felt they were being watched so all their plans had to be changed. That\u2019s when the Pastor told Sammy how to find me. The next morning, I met with the pastor. He helped me plan our transportation routes west to avoid as many slave states as possible. He also told me of some safe houses to look for along the way in case we needed help. By the end of the week, we were on our way, riding in a baggage car toward New York City.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam saw Joe tense at the last comments but Hoss jumped in with a question. \u201cWhat\u2019s the Underground Railroad, Adam? \u00a0I ain\u2019t ever heard of that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a network of people who help fugitive slaves reach freedom, with some of them going all the way to Canada. \u201cEngineers\u201d, as they\u2019re called, offer safe places to hide and may include food, clothes and money. \u201cConductors\u201d guide the slaves along their journey and work out their transportation. Thomas used it after he got to North Carolina, which is where he met Missy. \u00a0Eventually they made it to Philadelphia and then on to Boston.\u201d**<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss pondered that as Adam continued, \u201cOur conductor, the Pastor, helped us plan our train route all the way to Missouri. We took a northern train route across New York, through Chicago and on to St. Joseph, Missouri. That way we remained in Union territory for quite a while. I dressed in nondescript clothes, let my beard and hair grow, and rode with the Jacksons in baggage cars or wherever we could get a place to sit. \u00a0It was agreed, for my safety, that the Jacksons and I would act as if we didn\u2019t know each other.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss smirked at the thought of Adam with a beard and long hair. \u00a0\u201cI bet you was quite a site with that beard and hair. Reckon we woulda recognized ya with it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cProbably not at first Hoss. Thomas had commented many times along the way how easily I blended in with our surroundings. \u00a0He saw me change from a down and out cowboy to a formidable gunslinger to a homesteader getting food and supplies to move west. \u00a0He even told me it made him kind of nervous when he saw me coming up the street in one town. But it was those changes that kept us alive and safe in many ways.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam paused as the intensity of some of the memories threatened to overtake him. \u00a0Not wanting to make eye contact with his brothers, he stared straight ahead as he continued his tale, \u00a0\u201cOver the weeks of travel, the Jacksons and I had gotten to know each other very well. We traveled mostly at night so that left the daytime for hiding. That gave us plenty of time to talk, allowing us to form a friendship and a deep trust with each other.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, is that when Thomas told you how he got to be a freed slave? \u00a0Ain\u2019t that what Sammy said?\u201d Hearing Hoss\u2019 question, Joe nudged his horse a bit closer. He wanted to hear this part of the story.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah Hoss.\u201d \u00a0Noticing Joe\u2019s movement off to his left, Adam shifted uneasily in his saddle as he thought about where to begin. \u00a0\u201cWhen Thomas was a slave he was married with a young son. They were on a plantation in Georgia. The owner decided they were no longer needed so he put them up for auction in Atlanta. \u00a0Thomas\u2019 wife and child were bought by a plantation owner from another state. Thomas fought to stay with them but he was beaten and forced away. He never learned where they had gone. He was eventually bought by an older man who had a small plantation near Atlanta. Thomas said the man was kind to him. \u00a0His first jobs were working in the fields, but then the owner wanted him to drive his wagons and care for his stock. About a year later the owner died. He had no heirs for his estate so it had been part of his will that his estate be sold and all his slaves freed. Documents had been drawn up to be given to each slave. \u00a0After he received his papers Thomas wanted to find his wife and son but when some men came to close up the house they also tried to restrain the slaves that remained. They claimed that no slave could be allowed to be free. Thomas managed to escape and had no choice but to head north. He\u2019d heard of some people who could help him to freedom, if he could find them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSo Thomas never got to look for his wife and son?\u201d \u00a0Joe had asked quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo Joe. \u00a0He never did. \u00a0It was all he could do to keep ahead of the slave hunters and the law. \u00a0Even though he had legal papers saying he was a free man, he was in great danger as long as he remained in the South. \u00a0When he finally made it to North Carolina he was in pretty bad shape – sick, exhausted, injured. A farmer found him and took care of him. \u00a0That\u2019s when he met Missy. She was also on the run from her owner near Wilmington. Since she was a good cook she worked in the main house. One day she had been accused of stealing food and giving it to other slaves. \u00a0She chose to run away rather than try to prove her innocence. She had also found her way to the farmer and had been there for a couple of weeks when Thomas was found. Thomas and Missy remained with the farmer for several more weeks until someone arrived to guide them to Virginia.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAn\u2019 then they met Sammy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s right. \u00a0All three were smuggled in a cargo wagon up to Philadelphia. That\u2019s where \u00a0Thomas and Missy decided to get married and they took Sammy in as their son.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss shared a look with Adam, acknowledging the painful story but how it had turned out to create a new family. Joe kept his eyes on the horizon before them. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam decided to move on with his story before any more questions could be asked about the Jacksons. \u201cWhen the train lines ended at St. Joe, I looked into purchasing a covered wagon and team of draft horses. \u00a0The plan was for the Jacksons to hide in the back while I drove it as far as Denver. From there, since we would be far enough from any slave states, we felt it would be safe enough to ride the stagecoaches on to Virginia City.\u201d \u00a0Adam\u2019s voice trailed off as he ended his story.<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe listened but also watched his brother closely. \u00a0He noticed moments when Adam was not as calm as he appeared. He knew the signs – darkening eyes, set jaw, a slight tension in his voice. \u00a0Joe knew the trip could not have been as smooth as Adam made it seem. That made Joe more nervous. Yes his brother was safe at home now but just how close had he come to not coming home at all? These thoughts began to nag at Joe. Why did it bother him so much that his older brother had helped to save the lives of some slaves? \u00a0It shouldn\u2019t have, considering what all of them had been taught by their father. But something still bothered Joe about it and it kept to the shadows of his mind. The more he tried to figure out what it was the more elusive it became causing Joe to become more intense by the minute. While Adam and Hoss continued to talk casually, Joe found he couldn\u2019t take anymore and kicked Cochise into a run leaving Adam and Hoss in the dust.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss sidled up to Adam and gave him a worried look. \u201cSomethin\u2019s sure enough eatin\u2019 at our little brother. Can\u2019t figure what it is though.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNah, me either.\u201d \u00a0Adam clicked his tongue and Sport leapt forward in an attempt to catch up to Joe. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss quickly caught up then rode behind as he studied his brothers for a moment. Joe had slowed the pace of his horse but still rode with agitation showing throughout his body. Adam followed at a short distance but seemed lost in deep thought and almost oblivious to his surroundings. As they rode on, Hoss decided he might try to get his younger brother to talk to him.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss moved Chubb closer to Joe, brushing against him to get his attention. \u201cWhat\u2019s eatin\u2019 at ya little brother? \u00a0Adam\u2019s doin\u2019 his best to tell us his story.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe turned an angry face to Hoss, then looked away. \u00a0\u201cI don\u2019t want to hear anymore. Adam was foolish to get involved in the first place. \u00a0He could have been killed. And all for what, helpin\u2019 escaped slaves?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss leaned over and grabbed Cochise\u2019s reins, pulling him to a stop. \u00a0\u201cNow you hold on right there Joe. We\u2019ve always been taught to help others in need and those folks were livin\u2019 a bad life. They had no freedom, and their lives were even threatened. \u00a0Adam did what he wanted to do and what he thought was right. Don\u2019t you go and judge him for that! You know better.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOkay. Okay! I know better. But he still could have been\u2026..\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss suddenly realized that the idea of Adam being killed kept coming up every time Joe spoke.<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam, overhearing the discussion, knew at that moment they had hit on what was bothering Joe and he also reluctantly acknowledged to himself that he was going to have to finish the story before they got home.<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam rode up to the other side of Joe and looked at both brothers before fixing his gaze on the nearby hills. \u00a0\u201cYou\u2019re right Joe, I could have been killed and to tell you the truth it did nearly happen, in St. Joseph.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Chapter 4<\/b><\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s admission that he had nearly died stunned Hoss and Joe causing them to pull their horses to a stop. Before either could form a coherent response Adam rode off toward a grove of trees. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe was about to call Adam back but Hoss grabbed his arm and shook his head. \u00a0\u201cLeave him be Joe. That had to have been mighty hard for him to admit that. And you know Adam, he won\u2019t tell anything till he\u2019s ready. \u00a0Let\u2019s go. The area where Adam\u2019s ridin\u2019 to is a good place to eat lunch and rest the horses.\u201d Hoss kicked Chubb into a trot to follow Adam. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe didn\u2019t like it but he knew Hoss was right. \u00a0He nudged Cochise forward and followed in silence. Soon the brothers settled near a stream to eat lunch and let the horses graze. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

For the next hour, as they ate in silence, Hoss\u2019 mind chewed on Adam\u2019s revelation as he observed his brothers. The tension between them had returned but this time it was different. \u00a0Joe had tried to engage Adam in conversation but was ignored each time. That made Joe tense and each word he said, though there weren\u2019t many, was growing in anger and frustration. Adam was stiff and kept looking off into the distance as if he were somewhere other than the Ponderosa. \u00a0Hoss shook his head as he reached out to pour himself more coffee. How could things have changed so quickly in just a few hours? <\/span><\/p>\n

Adam was the first to move and began cleaning up the site. When he finished, he walked over to Sport and started to put his foot into the stirrup. Joe suddenly grabbed his arm and yelled at him, \u201cWait a damn minute. \u00a0You tell us you were nearly killed and now you\u2019re not talking? Oh no, older brother. You\u2019re going to finish this story before we go anywhere!\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

Joe turned to Hoss and gave him a pleading look as if to say \u2018do something\u2019. \u00a0Hoss grimaced and took a deep breath. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, what happened in St. Joe? \u00a0I\u2019m thinkin\u2019 it needs ta be said an\u2019 now\u2019s as good a time as any.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss could see Adam\u2019s jaws clenching, and noticed his brother\u2019s hands tensing as well. \u00a0Adam shoved Joe away and tried again to mount Sport. \u201cLeave me alone Joe, and you too Hoss. \u00a0I\u2019ve told my story and that\u2019s all you\u2019re going to get out of me! Now mount up and let\u2019s get home. \u00a0I for one don\u2019t want to have to explain to Pa or Hop Sing why we\u2019re so late.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoss grabbed Adam and pulled him around until they were face to face. His voice was quiet but firm. \u201cWhat happened Adam? You ain\u2019t bein\u2019 fair ta us. \u00a0You say you were almost killed then you stop talkin\u2019. I ain\u2019t havin\u2019 it an\u2019 neither is Joe. You\u2019re hurtin\u2019 an\u2019 I reckon you need to talk about it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam dropped the reins, took a couple of steps away and stared into the distance.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAlright, but don\u2019t tell a word of this to Pa. Promise me, both of you.\u201d \u00a0He turned to make sure his brothers agreed. <\/span><\/p>\n

Adam squatted down and pulled up several blades of grass which he began running through his fingers. Joe and Hoss settled down in the tall grass and waited for Adam to tell the last part of his story.<\/span> \u00a0<\/span><\/i>They listened intently as Adam recounted what happened at each step of the journey. <\/span><\/p>\n

March 1861<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

Out of Chicago, Adam had managed to get himself and the Jacksons onto an overnight train to Hannibal, Missouri. \u00a0They\u2019d stolen away in a baggage car right before the train pulled out. With help from a store owner, they had enough food to last until they arrived in Hannibal. \u00a0As the train slowed to enter the station, the four jumped from the train. The landing was padded by the soft earth and grasses of a nearby field. The land was flat with few trees but the tall grasses provided coverage until they neared town. \u00a0Thomas spied an abandoned house to hide in, and once the Jacksons were settled, Adam headed into town to figure out their next train and to get some food. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Hannibal, Missouri was bustling with union and rebel soldiers, residents, farmers and cowboys. \u00a0In the weeks since leaving Boston, Adam\u2019s hair had grown down to his shoulders and he had a full beard. Dressed in dark clothing, a duster and large brimmed hat he blended in easily with the cowboys wandering through town. \u00a0His first order of business was to determine the next train they would need. He found a cargo train leaving for St. Joseph that night. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Next he had to find food for four people and not look conspicuous doing it. \u00a0His duster gave him the ability to hide things under it. After buying small amounts from several shops and vendors, he had enough to see them to St. Joseph. \u00a0On his way back to the abandoned house, Adam saw posters that made him nervous. They spoke of Missouri being a divided state, for and against slavery, despite it being a slave state. \u00a0Other posters offered rewards for escaped slaves and those harboring them. Heading down an alley he found an old newspaper. Stuffing it into his small sack he made his way back to their hideout. That paper ended up giving them all a better understand of the dangerous atmosphere of the town.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

During the rest of the morning Thomas and Adam discussed the news he\u2019d brought back. \u00a0They knew the danger level had increased tenfold. In the afternoon, he and Adam headed out to observe the train yard. \u00a0They found the train they needed and planned to be on it when night fell. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

That evening at dusk the four fugitives moved toward the freight cars. \u00a0There was one that was loaded with crates so they climbed in and hid in a far corner. \u00a0An hour later, the doors were closed and the train began to move. All four took turns sleeping and sharing food. \u00a0Before dawn the train arrived in St. Joseph. They jumped from the car outside of town so that when the crates were removed at the station nothing remained to show that four people had hidden behind them. \u00a0Finding an old barn at the edge of town they hid in the cellar behind the barn. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Adam changed clothes once again and headed out to purchase the wagon and team. \u00a0After that he would begin buying supplies. The hope was that they could be on their way to Denver the next day, if he could avoid drawing attention to himself. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Purchasing the covered wagon and team proved easy. \u00a0The livery man was helpful and kept questions to a minimum. \u00a0Inquiring about the soldiers, Adam discovered they were trying to get equipment to take back to the south. \u00a0The man also recommended a few stores for food and supplies. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Adam loaded the wagon with supplies first. \u00a0Then he bought prospecting tools, building tools, a tent for camping out, bedding, and food storage containers, as well as a few supplies for maintaining the wagon along the way. \u00a0His last purchase of the day was just enough food for the apparent two meals he would need, supper that night and breakfast the next morning. The next day Adam planned to load up on food supplies and head out, with three hidden passengers. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

With permission from the livery owner, Adam stored the wagon behind the livery. \u00a0He and the Jacksons returned to it around midnight to prepare the hiding places in the back. \u00a0Since Adam had spent his younger years riding in the back of a wagon he knew how to pack it so people could be comfortable. Once in place Thomas, Missy and Sammy were well hidden under the tent and bedding. \u00a0Despite their location they were warm and comfortable. Adam found a place to rest near the wagon until morning. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

As Adam moved around town the next morning to collect food for the trip, he kept having a niggling feeling he was being watched. \u00a0He couldn\u2019t seem to locate any one person but the feeling wouldn\u2019t go away. After buying the last of his food he spent a few moments packing it in the wagon. \u00a0When he finished and turned around, a man was lazily pointing a sawed-off shotgun at him. He was dressed as Adam was, in a duster and wide brimmed hat but his most striking feature was his scraggly red beard. \u00a0A second man came up behind the first aiming his pistol at Adam. A third man came around the wagon and yanked Adam into the street, restraining his arms behind him. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s the meaning of this? \u00a0Let me go, now!\u201d Adam hissed as he struggled to escape the man\u2019s iron grip. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The man holding the sawed-off shotgun spit tobacco juice on the ground near Adam\u2019s feet. \u201cMister, you ain\u2019t in no position to demand anythin\u2019. \u00a0We been watching ya all mornin\u2019. You got a powerful lot of things in this here wagon fer one man. Might be you\u2019re planning on having passengers waitin\u2019 fer ya outside o\u2019 town? \u00a0We know you ain\u2019t from here so\u2019s perhaps you\u2019re plannin\u2019 on takin\u2019 some slaves across inta Kansas, to he\u2019p \u2018em escape?\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cSlaves?! You\u2019re crazy! All these supplies are to help me get out west. \u00a0I\u2019m planning to get some land and do some prospecting. I hear there\u2019s gold in Colorado and good land too. So let me go and I\u2019ll be on my way.\u201d Adam struggled harder but the man behind him hadn\u2019t loosened his grip. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The man with the pistol gave a mean grin, showing his black teeth. \u00a0The apparent leader leveled his sawed-off shotgun at Adam\u2019s midsection. \u00a0\u201cWe know there are slaves hiding in this town, a lot of \u2018em. We got descriptions and plan to find every last one of \u2018em. Now you seem to be just the sort to hide a few and get \u2018em out o\u2019 town. \u00a0We\u2019re gonna search your wagon. If we find what we\u2019re lookin\u2019 for we\u2019ll string you up for aidin\u2019 and abettin\u2019. Buck, get started.\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The other man holstered his pistol as he moved toward the wagon. Adam struggled once more and after slamming his boot heel into his captor\u2019s foot he managed to get free. \u00a0\u201cNo!! You have no right. Get away from my wagon.\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The man who had been holding Adam grabbed a rope off the side of the wagon and slung the loop end around Adam\u2019s neck. He pulled hard yanking him backward onto the ground. \u00a0He put his foot on Adam\u2019s chest and drew the rope tight, almost strangling him. All Adam could do was gasp for breath and watch helplessly as his wagon was unloaded, items tossed everywhere. \u00a0After a few minutes, screaming and yelling began, but it was coming from down the street. Buck stopped in his search and turned with the bearded man to look toward the noise. Several white boys were running up the street yelling for the men to come quick. They grabbed at the men, tugging them away from the wagon, pleading with them to come, saying that some slaves had been found in an old house. \u00a0The men looked at each other, the one with the shotgun responding, \u201cLet\u2019s go boys. This one can wait. Cal tie him to the wheel real tight then get that team movin\u2019. That\u2019ll teach him a lesson about sneaking slaves out.\u201d The leader and the one called Buck walked away laughing as Cal dragged Adam over to the wagon and tied the rope to the wheel. When he was done, Adam couldn\u2019t move without strangling himself. \u00a0Fear tore through him as Cal removed his hat and prepared to slap the back of the horses with it. Suddenly there was more yelling as two men tackled Cal to the ground, knocking him out, and a third cut Adam free. Grateful to be able to breathe again Adam looked up to find his savior was the livery man. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cMister, you need to get outta\u2019 here now. \u00a0Won\u2019t take long fer them to find out it was all a fake. \u00a0Once you get across the river you can stop and resupply at Campbell\u2019s supply and feed store in Elwood. \u00a0Mention me, Liam Campbell, and he\u2019ll keep ya safe an\u2019 get ya on yer way.\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cThank you,\u201d was all Adam could croak out through a sore throat and deep emotions. He vigorously shook Liam\u2019s hand and scrambled into the seat. \u00a0Snapping the reins hard Adam got the team moving. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

A short time later he was in Elwood, Kansas. \u00a0Wes Campbell, the proprietor, turned out to be Liam\u2019s cousin and a member of the Underground Railroad. \u00a0Adam helped the Jacksons out of the wagon while Wes gathered their supplies. He was still shaken by the events in St. Joe but refused to discuss them with anyone. Wes supplied Adam with a map to more safe spots, telling him that if he could get to Colorado he and the Jacksons should be safe. He also gave Adam some salve to put on the abrasions on his neck. \u00a0Adam knew the skin would take a bit of time to heal; he hoped all the marks would be gone before he reached home. Once the wagon was filled and the Jacksons safely hidden, Adam thanked Wes, telling him how grateful he was for his and Liam\u2019s help. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The first night the foursome camped on a farm, with the wagon hidden in a large barn. \u00a0The Jacksons and Adam ate a veritable feast provided by the family, though the conversation time was more solemn. \u00a0All four of them were fully aware that none of them would be there if Liam hadn\u2019t stepped up. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

After the meal, Adam excused himself and went to the corral to watch the horses. \u00a0One of the draft horses came over and pushed against his shoulder. He reached up to the tall horse and scratched under her chin. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

After Missy got Sammy to sleep in the barn she joined Thomas at the doorway. \u00a0Thomas put his arm around her and drew her in. She leaned into him as she watched Adam rub the horse\u2019s neck. Though they spoke in whispers, Adam could still overhear their conversation. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s a troubled man, Thomas. \u00a0He\u2019s hurtin\u2019 inside, in his heart an\u2019 mind. \u00a0Go to \u2018im. Tell \u2018im we don\u2019t hold no ill will.\u201d <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cHe kno\u2019 that Missy. I seen it in his eyes. \u00a0He\u2019s troubled \u2018cause we almost got caught. He\u2019s blamin\u2019 hisself fer that, fer not bein\u2019 careful \u2018nough.\u201d Thomas kissed the top of Missy\u2019s head. \u00a0\u201cGo get some rest. I\u2019ll be in soon.\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Wrapping her arms tightly around herself, Missy watched her husband for a moment then returned to the barn and laid down beside Sammy. Thomas walked slowly over to where Adam leaned on the corral fence, his chin resting on his arms.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Thomas stretched his arms across the top rail and stared straight ahead, watching the two horses nuzzling each other. \u00a0\u201cThey\u2019s good hosses, Adam. You got some like \u2018em on yer ranch?\u201d <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cNot this big, no.\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cYou anxious ta get home an\u2019 see yer family? \u00a0I\u2019m lookin\u2019 forward ta meetin\u2019 \u2018em.\u201d <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Adam straightened up and turned his back on Thomas. \u00a0\u201cLook Thomas I appreciate you wanting to help but I just need to be alone right now. \u00a0I don\u2019t really feel like talking.\u201d <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Thomas was not going to be dissuaded that easily. \u201cAdam, why yer blamin\u2019 yerself fer what happened back there in St. Joe? \u00a0Weren\u2019t yer fault. Ya gotta see that. Them men was lookin\u2019 fer any trouble they could stir up. Ya kno\u2019 that dontcha?\u201d<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cNo Thomas. \u00a0I became complacent. \u00a0I was almost done, I quit watching my own back and let them sneak up on me. \u00a0I\u2019d be dead right now and you, Missy and Sammy would either be dead or heading back into slavery.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cThat might be, Adam\u2019 but the way I figure it right now, you\u2019s the one in slavery.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Adam turned around to look at Thomas, not understanding what he meant. \u00a0In the moonlight Thomas could see the pain and suffering in his friend\u2019s eyes. \u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cYa see, Adam, without faith, an\u2019 friends, freedom\u2019s jest another word. It don\u2019t mean much if the heart ain\u2019t free. \u00a0If thay\u2019s no hope, no faith, thay\u2019s no freedom. Real freedom means people can grow, dream, live. That kind o\u2019 freedom\u2019s worth fightin\u2019 for an\u2019 what we need ta protect.* That\u2019s what Mista Liam did fer us t\u2019day. \u00a0That\u2019s what you\u2019s been doin\u2019 fer us since we met ya Adam. Ya think on that. I reckon yer\u2019ll figure it out.\u201d <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Thomas smiled and patted Adam\u2019s arm, then headed back to the barn. \u00a0It was a long while later before Adam finally went into the barn to sleep. \u00a0After he had pondered what Thomas had said, then what his family would say, he felt a peace fill his soul. \u00a0Through Thomas\u2019 wise words, he\u2019d found his freedom. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Adam felt the cool mountain breeze brush his cheek, and noticed his face was damp as well. \u00a0He quickly wiped it dry before turning to look at each of his brothers. Joe had misty eyes and was staring down at his hands. \u00a0Hoss had found some grass to chew on and was staring off at the mountains ahead of them. <\/span><\/p>\n

Adam took a slow deep breath, gently touched each of his brothers\u2019 arms, and smiled at each one. \u00a0\u201cLet\u2019s go home.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Chapter 5<\/b><\/p>\n

Just as the morning had turned from a gray dusk to a golden dawn when the brothers had headed home, now it was the reverse. The late April sun disappeared behind the mountains and a gray twilight settled over the land. As three riders entered the yard of their Ponderosa home, a couple of ranch hands were lighting the outside lanterns. \u00a0The brothers were exhausted. It had been a long week of chasing mustangs but also they had done a lot of talking. As they dismounted and headed toward the barn, three heads turned in unison when the front door opened and Ben Cartwright marched out. Nervous eyes flicked back and forth, eventually settling on Ben. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s about time you three got here. \u00a0You\u2019re not only late for dinner, but a full day late. \u00a0I want to know why you didn\u2019t come home with the wranglers yesterday and why you\u2019ve made Hop Sing \u00a0hold dinner now.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s face turned dark as he advanced toward his father, but a large hand rested gently on his shoulder to hold him in place. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cPa, we still had some things ta work out \u2018fore comin\u2019 home. \u00a0You said you wanted us all at peace with each other. Well, I reckon we are now. \u00a0We\u2019re sorry we\u2019re late but if it\u2019s alright with you we\u2019ll tend to our horses an\u2019 be right in.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Ben calmed down with each of Hoss\u2019 words. \u00a0He\u2019d nearly forgotten his command to his sons when they left. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAlright, but hurry. We\u2019ve got something important to discuss.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The brothers nodded and headed to the barn. \u00a0\u00a0They worked silently caring for their horses and putting their gear away. \u00a0In the house the brothers washed up and Ben indicated the table. \u201cLet\u2019s eat and then we\u2019ll talk when we have dessert.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

The time at dinner was spent in light discussion concerning the mustangs and the upcoming cattle drive. Ben felt a relief come over him as he noticed how easily they all talked despite his sons showing their exhaustion. \u00a0Afterwards, the four men settled by the fireplace with coffee and pie. The brothers looked at Ben, unsure of what he was going to say. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m glad you three are home. \u00a0I apologize that my greeting earlier was less than welcoming. \u00a0I\u2019ve received some distressing news from one of our hands, Zack, that especially you, Adam, will need to hear.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam tensed at that comment but kept his eyes on his father. \u00a0Joe and Hoss exchanged worried glances.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cZack was in town a couple of days ago getting supplies for the drive. \u00a0He stopped by the saloon for a quick beer and overheard three strangers say they were bounty hunters looking for runaway slaves. \u00a0They said they had tracked some to this area and wanted to know where they were. Zack said they made threats saying anyone hiding them would be brought up on charges. \u00a0Zack quickly left the saloon and went to tell Roy. Roy said he\u2019d investigate it and told Zack to tell me. After hearing this news I sent him and Mike out to Thomas\u2019 place to keep an eye on things there. They\u2019ve kept me informed that all is peaceful there. \u00a0Adam, Roy came out yesterday. He said he spoke to Thomas and needed to see you but wouldn\u2019t say why. He said the men had left town but didn\u2019t know where they\u2019d gone. He\u2019s sent telegrams to Carson City and Genoa, and some of the smaller towns, in case they show up there.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Ben paused to sip his coffee. \u00a0His dark eyes noted Joe and Hoss shifting uncomfortably in their seats and sending furtive looks at each other and toward Adam who remained unmoving. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAlright, you three seem to know something. \u00a0Mind telling me what it is?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Another uncomfortable silence but now Hoss and Joe were looking at Adam, who was staring at the fire, seeming to be somewhere else.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam? What is it son?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Trying to give Adam some time, Hoss spoke instead, \u201cPa, did Zack or Roy say what the fellers looked like or where they were from?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Ben shook his head. \u00a0\u201cZack didn\u2019t hear that part but got the feeling they had travelled a long way. \u00a0He did get a good look at them. They were real dirty and wore dusters. The one that seemed to be in charge had a red beard and carried a sawed off shotgun. \u00a0They disappeared before Roy could talk to them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Ben kept an eye on Adam and saw him visibly pale at the descriptions. \u00a0\u201cI think the three of you know something, and if it\u2019s going to keep the Jackson family safe one of you needs to tell me what it is.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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As the long clock chimed the hour a lone figure in a dark blue robe sat in front of a dying fire. \u00a0Adam knew it was well past midnight but after telling his father of the events in St. Joseph, and seeing him grow deathly pale, sleep had become elusive. \u00a0After downing a couple shots of whiskey, combined with exhaustion, he finally grew groggy enough to drag himself up to bed. Dropping his robe to the floor, Adam crawled under the covers and passed out, unaware of a light down the hall finally going out. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Up and dressed before dawn, Ben opened his bedroom door and paused for a moment. \u00a0The silence in the hall was noticeable but it also brought a peace with it that hadn\u2019t been there for a long while. \u00a0He drew in a relaxing breath and continued toward the steps. A sound stopped him midway. He listened to see if it was one of his sons moving about. \u00a0Hearing it again he decided it sounded like someone was in distress. Following the sound as it grew more distinct, he paused for a second outside Adam\u2019s room before entering. \u00a0Inside, in the dim morning light, he saw Adam thrashing under his covers and clawing at his neck. Ben rushed over and tried to awaken his son. Pulling Adam\u2019s hands away from his neck, Ben called to his son several times before Adam opened his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam? \u00a0Wake up son. \u00a0You\u2019re safe, wake up.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cPa? \u00a0Where\u2026?\u201d \u00a0Adam continued to gasp for breath until he finally could make sense of being in his room. \u00a0He took a shuddering breath and sank into his pillow. <\/span><\/p>\n

Not knowing what to say, Ben settled on the edge of the bed, resting his hand on Adam\u2019s arm. \u00a0He knew it had to have been a nightmare of what had happened to him in Missouri. <\/span><\/p>\n

As his breathing slowed Adam was finally able to speak. \u201cI\u2019m okay now Pa. \u00a0You can leave.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAre you sure? \u00a0Do you want to talk about it?\u201d \u00a0Adam gave his father a stony look. \u00a0\u201cI\u2019m sorry. Of course you don\u2019t. Alright, I\u2019ll see you downstairs when you\u2019re ready.\u201d Ben squeezed Adam\u2019s hand then stood and left the room. Adam took another deep breath hoping to chase away the ghosts and fears from Missouri. All the talk about that time had dredged everything up again but he had to admit he felt better able to handle those ghosts, than he had those first few nights after it happened. \u00a0As the shadows of the memories were chased away by the rising sun, he rose and prepared for the day. He was going to need all his resolve today if he was going to find those men and keep Thomas\u2019 family safe. <\/span><\/p>\n

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After a quick breakfast, Ben and Hoss headed to town to see if Roy had any news. \u00a0Adam and Joe headed to the Jackson homestead about halfway to Virginia City. Joe kept silent for a while knowing Adam had a lot on his mind but he couldn\u2019t stay quiet any longer. \u00a0Slowing his horse just a little so the brothers could talk, Joe took a deep breath and began. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, I need to say something and I want you to hear me out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam slowed his horse to match Joe\u2019s but remained silent.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI want to say that I\u2019m glad we got things worked out between us. I won\u2019t claim to understand all the problems with the war, and I know we still have our different opinions about it, but, well, I\u2019m just glad you\u2019re home, and safe. \u00a0I really missed you when you were gone. At first I was angry that you left but after we heard from you I found I missed you being around to tell me what to do and I didn\u2019t have you to tease. It\u2019s not as much fun trying to tease Hoss, you know?\u201d \u00a0That brought out a small smirk.<\/span><\/p>\n

Realizing they were near the Jackson home Joe wanted to finish his thoughts. \u00a0He stopped his horse and Adam did the same. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJoe, we\u2019ve got to keep moving.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI know but I need to say this. I was really scared that we, I, would never see you again. \u00a0After Pa put Mister Kyle in his place he told me you were gone. I was shocked. I remember riding wildly out to the ranch, trying to find you. \u00a0I looked everywhere I thought you might be, even though it was nighttime. I was so angry that you would dare to leave us. I thought you were a coward, not being able to face us but Hoss explained it all to me. \u00a0You left to protect me, to make sure I stayed with Pa. Seems you had some half-baked notion I needed him more than you. Well, brother, I need you too. We all do.\u201d Joe half smiled at Adam. \u201cAnd, well, that\u2019s all I got to say.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam looked down at his hands as they played with the reins. \u00a0He recalled that night and all the wild emotions. He remembered hating to leave but felt it really was best for the moment. \u00a0He looked at his younger brother. Had something changed in Joe that Adam was just now noticing? He still seemed so young yet there seemed to be more of a maturity to him. \u00a0Adam grinned and reached for Joe\u2019s arm. He gave it a strong squeeze. \u201cYeah, I guess I need you too, little brother.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

The brotherly moment was shattered by a gunshot and a scream. \u00a0With only one thought, horses and riders raced across the distance to the Jackson farm, guns drawn. A shot whizzed by them as they rode toward boulders near the house. \u00a0Adam and Joe jumped from their horses, grabbing their rifles. Both hunkered down behind the boulders, pistols ready, as the horses ran a safe distance away.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou see anybody, Joe? \u00a0Where are Mike and Zack?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cCan\u2019t see anyone, but somethin\u2019s laying out in the middle of the yard.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam took off his hat and chanced a brief look around a large rock. \u00a0He nearly took a bullet for his efforts. Joe saw the shock on Adam\u2019s face.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWho is it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSammy.\u201d \u00a0Adam holstered his pistol and took up his rifle. \u00a0\u201cThe shooter\u2019s on the other side of the barn. We need to move over to the wall by the house. \u00a0It\u2019ll give us a better view of the area.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe nodded and prepared to move when they heard voices call out and two men ran across the yard, carrying what appeared to be large sticks, along with their shotguns. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s them, the ones called Buck and Cal, from St. Joe. \u00a0Where\u2019s the third one?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam…the house!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Adam followed Joe\u2019s gaze and saw Missy and Thomas moving beyond the window. \u00a0Buck and Cal were heading toward the door. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t get a clear shot from here. \u00a0Joe we\u2019ve got to get to that wall.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWait Adam, look. \u00a0The men…they\u2019ve got torches.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

At that point the bearded man sauntered up behind his partners, dragging one of the Ponderosa ranch hands with a rope. He held his sawed-off shotgun casually at his waist. \u00a0Kicking at Sammy\u2019s body which didn\u2019t move, he gave a nod for the men to torch the house. Buck and Cal grinned and struck their matches. The next moment the torches were ablaze and they ran into the house lighting everything they could on fire. \u00a0When they ran out, the two men took up positions on either side of the house in case anyone ran out. <\/span><\/p>\n

Adam couldn\u2019t wait any longer. \u00a0Dropping his rifle he pulled out his pistol and started shooting as he ran to the house. \u00a0Joe was stunned by the action but quickly covered his brother and ran after him. The men took cover and returned fire. \u00a0Someone shot from the barn and hit Cal in the leg. Adam ran into the house trying to find Missy and Thomas. Joe fired off shots from his position by the wall but they kept missing their mark. \u00a0He hollered for Adam to get out of the house. When he didn\u2019t Joe dropped both of his weapons and ran to the house. <\/span><\/p>\n

Out of nowhere shots were firing from all directions. \u00a0Joe heard horses, men shouting and he saw the bearded man fall. \u00a0After that Joe\u2019s only thoughts were to get Adam out of the burning house. \u00a0As he neared the door, he had to jump back due to the heat. He tried again and realized hands were holding him back.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo Joe you can\u2019t go in. \u00a0You\u2019ll die son.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe fought against his father\u2019s hands and yelled, \u00a0\u201cPa I have to. I just got my brother back. I can\u2019t lose him again!!\u201d \u00a0He jerked hard, freeing himself. Before Ben could reach him again, Joe was gone, swallowed by the flames. <\/span><\/p>\n

The smoke and flames were intense. \u00a0Joe dropped to his hands and knees and landed on a lump on the floor. \u00a0Feeling around he discovered it was a foot. Frantic and blinded from the smoke he felt around until he found the other foot. \u00a0After that he pulled with all his strength, slowly making his way back to the door. Suddenly, hands were pulling him out and he tried desperately to hang onto the feet in front of him. \u00a0Out in the fresh air Joe lost his grip on the feet, and someone was picking him up. In his head he was screaming for someone to get Adam but the only sound he could produce was hard coughing. \u00a0He couldn\u2019t get a good breath to say anything. He felt hands moving all over his body, removing his clothing, water dripping over his face. He couldn\u2019t do anything to prevent it but in his mind he screamed and cried. \u00a0He had failed to save Adam. He had lost his brother again, and this time Adam wasn\u2019t coming back.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Chapter 6<\/b><\/p>\n

All Joe could hear were distant voices and his own coughing. \u00a0He tried to sit up but someone held him down. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSomeone find Mister Cartwright and the Doc. \u00a0Joe\u2019s awake!\u201d Joe thought that sounded like Zack, but then someone else came up and Joe felt familiar hands on his arm.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJoe? \u00a0Hey there buddy, jest lie still. \u00a0Ole Hoss is here. Pa\u2019s comin\u2019.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHoss?\u201d \u00a0His voice sounded so weak.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, I\u2019m here. \u00a0Ya got bandages on yer eyes. \u00a0They\u2019re fine, just helping to keep \u2018em that way.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam? \u00a0I had him…I\u2026\u201d \u00a0That dang coughing took hold again.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShh, son. \u00a0Take it easy. \u00a0Here drink some water. \u00a0It\u2019ll help.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe shook his head. \u00a0\u201cNo! Please, where\u2019s Adam? \u00a0Did he make it?\u201d Joe become frantic. No one was listening to him. \u00a0Ben and Hoss exchanged looks, and finally Ben nodded. Hoss shifted his weight and picked Joe up.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHang on Joe. \u00a0I\u2019ll take ya to him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Joe quit moving and waited until Hoss sat him back on the ground. \u00a0Next Hoss picked up Joe\u2019s hands and placed them down on a rough surface. \u00a0Joe froze, fearful that he was touching his dead brother\u2019s charred body, but then he realized the surface he was touching was moving up and down. \u00a0As he began to explore he figured out he was feeling Adam\u2019s chest rising and falling. He quickly moved his hands all around and discovered that all appendages were intact despite several bandages. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAdam? \u00a0Can you hear me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s sedated Joe. But Doc Martin says he\u2019ll be alright. \u00a0He\u2019s got some burns on his hands and arms but nothin\u2019 too bad. \u00a0After we got you and Adam outta the house it collapsed. You saved him Joe.\u201d \u00a0Joe heard Hoss\u2019 voice break. Ben stood nearby gazing at his sons as Hoss put his arm around Joe and both brothers rested their hands on Adam\u2019s chest. \u00a0With tears in his eyes Ben looked Heavenward, acknowledging the blessing of his sons\u2019 lives he\u2019d received that day. <\/span><\/p>\n

A gentle hand rested on Ben\u2019s arm drawing his attention away from his sons and toward the dark eyes of a good friend. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThomas. \u00a0What is it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI jest came ta make sure you was doin\u2019 alright, Mista Cartwright.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m fine, just fine.\u201d \u00a0Both men looked back at the brothers.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThe Sheriff wants ta talk with ya and with me.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Ben was numb, and reluctant to leave his sons, but followed Thomas over to the barn where Roy had collected the bodies of those who had died.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cRoy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBen, Doc Martin tells me the boys are gonna be alright.\u201d \u00a0Roy rested a hand on his friend\u2019s arm and shared a smile with him. \u201cThomas, I hear tell you and your wife hid in that cellar.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYessir. \u00a0After seeing our Sammy fall, I tol\u2019 Missy we had to hide.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSaved your lives. \u00a0And Sammy playin\u2019 dead saved his too. \u00a0You speak to him yet?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYessir. \u00a0My Missy\u2019s with \u2018im now. \u00a0Doc says he not hurt bad. That bullet didn\u2019t go deep.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Roy nodded and turned to the bodies behind him. \u00a0\u201cWell, we got the leader it seems and one of th\u2019 others. \u00a0The third one, Doc says will live but probably not fer long once we get all the information we need for a trial. \u00a0Ben, I\u2019m right sorry about Mike there. Zack said they snuck up on Mike and he didn\u2019t stand a chance.\u201d Roy looked sympathetically at Ben. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Ben took a deep breath. \u201cWe\u2019ll take him back to the ranch and bury him. \u00a0Being a loner he was most comfortable there.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Roy made a note in his notepad. \u00a0\u201cWal, I guess that finishes things fer me. I\u2019m taken these bodies back ta town. \u00a0Thomas ifn ya need anythin\u2019 ya jest holler. Alright?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYessir. \u00a0Thank ya, Mista Coffee. \u00a0Thanks to ya fer all ya done fer me and my family.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Roy tipped his hat and moved away. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Ben walked with Thomas over to where Missy was sitting under a tree. Sammy was resting on his stomach. Thomas sat by his wife and Ben knelt down by Sammy. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI want you folks to know we\u2019ll help you rebuild here. \u00a0In the meantime you\u2019re welcome to stay at the Ponderosa.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Thomas started to say that they\u2019d be fine in the barn, but Missy\u2019s hand on his stopped him. With a moment of silent communication Thomas stretched out his hand to Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019s right grateful fer yer he\u2019p, Mista Cartwright. \u00a0We\u2019d be pleased to take ya up on yer offer.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

Ben took the dark hand in his and shook it warmly. \u00a0\u201cIt\u2019s what friends do for friends, Thomas.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYessir, that\u2019s what freedom\u2019s all \u2018bout, ain\u2019t it? \u00a0Folks helpin\u2019 folks.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Ben nodded solemnly and he looked into the smiling black eyes. \u00a0It was indeed. <\/span><\/p>\n

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Epilogue<\/b><\/p>\n

Three months after the attack the Jacksons were back in their newly rebuilt house. \u00a0When the Jacksons had moved into the original house Adam had drawn up some preliminary plans to modify it. \u00a0During those first weeks while everyone recovered, Adam wasn\u2019t cleared by Doctor Martin to begin using his hands so with Adam talking and pointing with bandaged fingers, and Joe doing the marking, the plans were completed and the house rebuilt. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Roy had his hands full with getting all the legal papers straight with the men who\u2019d attack the Jacksons. \u00a0The lone survivor, Cal, told all in hopes of getting prison time instead of hanging. It turned out all three were wanted in several states and territories for similar crimes – burning buildings, killing innocent folks, hanging any slave they could find. Adam had identified all three as his attackers in Missouri. \u00a0Cal also told the Sheriff they had followed Adam from St. Joseph to Elwood, and with some rather violent persuasion got the information from the store owner on where Adam was headed. From there it was just a matter of time before they found him and his \u2018cargo\u2019. All that information along with the warrants ensured Cal of a quick hanging. <\/span><\/p>\n

Once the Jacksons had moved into their new home, they held a party to celebrate with their \u00a0friends. They found they were welcomed by so many folks from town and Missy\u2019s cooking skills were becoming nearly as legendary as Hop Sing\u2019s. She was asked by many ladies to give lessons, to which she readily agreed. With the help of the Cartwrights Thomas was going to grow several varieties of vegetables to sell in town as well as hay and alfalfa for the nearby ranches that couldn\u2019t grow it themselves. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

At the end of a long and joyous day the guests headed home. In the shadows of a Sierra sunset, the silhouettes of three friends could be seen sitting in rocking chairs on the front porch. \u00a0Thomas, Sammy and Adam sat silently, watching the last of the sunset fade over the mountains. All three were peacefully reflecting on what had brought them together, and the friendships that had formed. \u00a0Inside, Ben, Hoss, Joe and Missy carried similar thoughts as they cleaned and put away the dishes. Thomas smiled as he looked at the friend and the son he\u2019d been given. He\u2019d been taught by those in the Underground Railroad to \u201cfollow the star\u201d meaning to follow the North Star to freedom. \u00a0He had also learned to follow the One who placed the star there for all to follow. And for that he\u2019d be eternally grateful, for that was the true meaning of Freedom. <\/span><\/p>\n

He chuckled and shared a thought in his mind, \u00a0\u201cFreedom\u2026.ain\u2019t just \u2018nother word. By golly, it\u2019s Life.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Heads bobbed in agreement as rocking chairs began to creak on the porch. <\/span><\/p>\n

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~End~<\/span><\/p>\n

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Footnotes<\/b><\/p>\n

Chapter 1<\/b><\/p>\n

* A house divided against itself cannot stand – Lincoln\u2019s address to the Republican State Convention in Springfield, IL, June 16, 1858. <\/span><\/p>\n

** Mark 3:24-25 KJV<\/span><\/p>\n

*** Galatians 5:13-15<\/span> KJV<\/span><\/p>\n

**** Psalms 133:1 KJV<\/span><\/p>\n

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Chapter 2<\/b><\/p>\n

* Matthew 25:40 KJV<\/span><\/p>\n

A\/N – While Boston was a safe haven for runaway slaves (they found support and jobs), slave hunters still made their way that far north and the city government was obliged by law to turn slaves over if they knew about them. <\/span><\/p>\n

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Chapter 3<\/b><\/p>\n

* <\/span>Fugitive Slave Act of 1850<\/span> – Slaves could be captured in any state and returned to their owner. No trial, Law Enforcement Officers were to help Slave Hunters, Judges and Commissioners were to make the ruling to return the slaves, a fee of $10 per slave was paid to<\/span>
\n<\/span>whoever returned the slave(s) to their owners.<\/span><\/p>\n

** <\/span>Underground Railroad <\/span>– History Channel<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Chapter 4<\/b><\/p>\n

* Thomas’ comments about Freedom came from a paraphrase of an anonymous person\u2019s thoughts on the line \u201cFreedom\u2019s just another word for nothing left to lose\u201d from the song <\/span>Me and Bobby McGee<\/span>. She said: \u201cFreedom isn\u2019t despair and hopelessness; it\u2019s strength and hope. \u00a0Freedom is the rich soil in which a people blossom. Being free doesn\u2019t mean you have nothing left to lose; it means you have everything to fight for, to nurture, to cherish<\/span>.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

This is what gave me the idea for this story. <\/span>\u00a0<\/span>Source: \u00a0fuzislippers.wordpress.com – Freedom\u2019s just another word for nothing left to lose. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

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Tags:\u00a0 Adam Cartwright,\u00a0Family,\u00a0Hoss Cartwright,\u00a0Joe \/ Little Joe Cartwright<\/p>\n

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