{"id":2127,"date":"2009-09-10T18:30:03","date_gmt":"2009-09-10T22:30:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=2127"},"modified":"2026-03-07T19:04:00","modified_gmt":"2026-03-08T00:04:00","slug":"between-two-worlds","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=2127","title":{"rendered":"Between Two Worlds (by JoanS)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><span class=\"label\" style=\"color: #000000;\">Summary: \u00a0<\/span>Joe is sold as a slave after it is discovered that his mother was part-coloured. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><span class=\"label\" style=\"color: #000000;\">Rated:<\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0T (64,250 words)<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong>Between Two Worlds Series:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=2127\">Between Two Worlds<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=1896\">When Two Worlds Collide<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Between Two Worlds<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>The man stood up and stretched out his hand.<\/strong> \u2018Good morning Mr Reardon. Thank you for coming so far in response to my letter.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew Reardon took the hand and smiled as they shook. \u2018Pleased to meet you sir. Your letter intrigued me. I\u2019ve been wondering about it since I received it last week.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes I thought you might be. I\u2019m sorry I didn\u2019t give you more details, but I felt it was best to explain this in person. You are aware of the death of your uncle Joshua Reardon last month?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Of course.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018As the executor of his will Mr Reardon, I need to inform you that you are the sole beneficiary of his estate.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew\u2019s eyes widened and he sat forward in his chair. \u2018His estate? Just how much was uncle Joshua worth?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You have not been aware of your uncle\u2019s financial situation recently?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No. I hadn\u2019t been in contact with my uncle for many years,\u2019 Matthew replied. \u2018All I know is that he lived here in Tennessee and had large land holdings.\u2019 His eyes shone with anticipation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes, that\u2019s true,\u2019 continued the other man. \u2018His holdings are considerable. However, as a lawyer yourself I\u2019m sure that you\u2019re aware that there are often complications that can occur before executing a will.\u2019 Matthew nodded anxiously as the other man continued. \u2018Your uncle had run up considerable debts, and his land holdings are subject to taxes as well. I\u2019m afraid that it would be impossible for you to take possession of his estate until these are paid.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew sighed. \u2018I see.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You will need to raise a considerable amount of cash in order to finance this.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well that could be a problem. I\u2019m not a wealthy man, and don\u2019t have any significant funds available to me at the moment,\u2019 Matthew answered. \u2018What can I do?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I have been going through your uncle\u2019s papers Mr Reardon, and I have stumbled upon something quite interesting that may just be the answer to your problems. It seems that there are a number of assets that have disappeared from his estate that we may be able to trace and use.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Assets?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Slaves, Mr Reardon.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew blinked. \u2018I don\u2019t understand. How could slaves owned by my uncle be missing?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You uncle inherited his considerable wealth when he was a small child. You are aware that his parents died when he was quite young.\u2019 Matthew nodded. \u2018Well it seems that in the confusion at the time a number of slaves took the opportunity to abscond, and the guardians of the estate were unable, or perhaps unwilling, to track them down.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But that would have been many years ago now. Surely many of them wouldn\u2019t still be alive!\u2019 Matthew interrupted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No I don\u2019t suppose they are. However their papers were still in your uncle\u2019s possession, and it could be possible to trace them now. If they are still alive, then they in effect still belong to you. If not, then their descendents do.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew sat back and tapped his chin. \u2018I see. And just how difficult would it be to trace them?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It could be extremely difficult. However, until a search is made it is impossible to say for sure. Mr Reardon, since importation stopped in this country, the price of slaves is extremely high at the moment and just one or two could bring you the money you need. All you have to do is give me the word and I will put the process of tracing them in place.\u2019 He smiled. \u2018For a fee of course!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Of course,\u2019 Matthew stood up and held out his hand. \u2018Please begin the search.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben Cartwright stared at the letter in his hand and frowned as he fingered the postmark. He looked up as the door burst open and his youngest son Joseph came crashing into the room. \u2018Hi Pa!\u2019 the boy called as he flung his hat down on the settee and flung himself after it. \u2018Adam said you wanted to see me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes I do,\u2019 Ben stood up from his desk and walked over to his son. \u2018Joseph take your feet off the table please!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe smiled guiltily at his father and removed his dusty boots from the low coffee table in front of him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sat down next to him on the settee. \u2018Joe I need to talk to you,\u2019 he began.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at his father anxiously. \u2018Why? What did I do?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled. \u2018I didn\u2019t say you did anything Joe. I just wanted to tell you about this.\u2019 He handed his son the letter he had been holding. \u2018It came for you in today\u2019s mail.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at it. \u2018A letter? For me?\u2019 Ben nodded. \u2018Who\u2019d be writing to me Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at him again. \u2018Well you won\u2019t know until you open it,\u2019 he said, and watched as his son did just that. If the truth be known, Ben was feeling quite concerned about the contents of the letter. It was postmarked New Orleans, and given the fact that Joe\u2019s mother had come from there it was quite likely that this letter would have some kind of link to her. Ben couldn\u2019t think of any other reason for a letter to come for his son from that particular city, and certainly didn\u2019t have any idea what it might contain. The uncertainty made him feel rather anxious.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked up at his father as soon as he had begun to read. \u2018It\u2019s from a man called Reardon. He\u2019s a lawyer in New Orleans. Do you know him Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head puzzled. The name meant nothing to him at all. Joe bent his head and continued to read. \u2018He says that he has information for me and he wants me to come to see him. Wonder what the information is?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Doesn\u2019t he say?\u2019 enquired Ben. Joe shook his head and passed the letter to his father who scanned it quickly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Must be about my mother, don\u2019t you think?\u2019 Joe asked, his eyes shining. \u2018She came from there, so it must be about her.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben frowned. \u2018Not necessarily Joe. To be honest I don\u2019t know what this man could possibly have to tell you concerning your mother. This doesn\u2019t really make much sense at all. Perhaps you should write back to him and ask for more details.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Aw Pa, come on! This is a great excuse to go to New Orleans! You always said that I could when I was old enough, and now that I\u2019m just about a man there\u2019s nothing to stop me is there?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben hid a smile from his son. Joe had recently turned eighteen, and used any opportunity to remind everyone of the fact. \u2018Joe I just think it would be a good idea to find out a bit more about this before you think about rushing off to New Orleans. It\u2019s an awfully long way to go just because of one man\u2019s letter.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Aw Pa, come on! I\u2019ve always wanted to see the place, you know that. Why shouldn\u2019t I go? Please?\u2019 Joe looked at him with his mother\u2019s green eyes that Ben found so hard to resist.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019ll tell you what Joe. I have some business down in Texas that I\u2019ve been putting off. Why don\u2019t we travel down together and then across to New Orleans from there? We could meet with this Mr Reardon and I could show you the sights of the city before we come back.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe\u2019s eyes were shining. \u2018Ya mean it Pa? Really?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stroked the back of his son\u2019s neck gently. \u2018Yes really. Adam and Hoss can look after things here for a while, and you could consider this a late birthday present.\u2019 His eyes twinkled. \u2018After all it\u2019s not every day a man turns eighteen.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe grinned at his father. \u2018That\u2019d be great Pa! I\u2019ve always wanted to see New Orleans, and I can\u2019t believe it\u2019s finally going to happen! When can we leave?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben laughed. \u2018Well I don\u2019t see why we can\u2019t catch next week\u2019s stage. I still think you should write to this Mr Reardon and tell him that we\u2019re both coming.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018OK Pa I will.\u2019 Joe paused as he looked at the letter again. \u2018It says he wants to meet me in Boutte. Where\u2019s that?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s a little town about thirty miles from the outskirts of New Orleans. Probably where the man\u2019s law practice is I imagine,\u2019 said Ben looking at the letter again. \u2018Don\u2019t worry the stage will pass through there on the way, so it\u2019s easy to reach.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded, his happiness showing on his face. \u2018I\u2019ll write that letter now Pa, then I gotta tell Adam and Hoss where we\u2019re going. Man are they gonna be jealous!\u2019 Ben laughed as his son skipped over to the study to grab some paper for his letter.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew Reardon sat lost in thought as he studied the letter in his hand. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Unfortunate that the boy is bringing his father with him. Still that can be handled as long as Bates plays his part. <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He looked up as a tall man entered the room. \u2018Bates! I was just thinking about you!\u2019 He motioned for the other man to sit on the other side of the desk. \u2018Have you thought about our proposition?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes, but I haven\u2019t decided yet. I\u2019m not going into anything sight unseen Reardon, and how do I know this is on the level anyway?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What more proof do you need? I\u2019ve shown you all the documents. Do you really think that I would take a risk on something like this? I am a lawyer you know, and I have a very good knowledge of the boundaries of the law. I\u2019m not about to step outside them and destroy everything I\u2019ve worked so hard to build up in this practice over the years.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Bates shrugged. \u2018I suppose not, but I just want to see the boy first. Are you sure he\u2019s not aware of any of this at all?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Absolutely. If he were, then he wouldn\u2019t come here would he?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Bates laughed. \u2018Well not if he\u2019s in his right mind he wouldn\u2019t anyway!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Reardon laughed with him. \u2018Remember that he\u2019s only one-eighth. Should be worth quite a bit so I expect you to play fair with this.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well I\u2019ve got the problem and the expense of transporting him haven\u2019t I? I\u2019ll negotiate the price when I see him, not before.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Reardon put his hand up. \u2018Alright! They\u2019re due in this afternoon, so if you\u2019re around you can see for yourself. Remember that I\u2019ll need you to witness the fight tomorrow and make sure the sheriff gets here on time.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Bates stood up. \u2018I\u2019ll be here.\u2019 He turned to go. \u2018Just when did you find out about this anyway?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018A couple of months ago from the executor of my uncle\u2019s will in Tennessee. The papers for the boy\u2019s grandmother were in the estate of my late uncle. I\u2019m his sole heir.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well it sounds like you\u2019ve done OK for yourself then. What do you intend to do with the money?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Reardon put his hands behind his head and pushed his legs out in front of him. \u2018This town has seen the last of me that\u2019s for sure! I\u2019m about to use my new found wealth to stake myself in a practice back East.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Oh yeah? Where?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Reardon winked at the other man. \u2018Now that would be telling, wouldn\u2019t it? Best for me to just disappear don\u2019t you think?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yeah, well, whatever.\u2019 Bates shrugged his shoulders and opened the door. \u2018See you at three.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Reardon put his head back and closed his eyes. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Everything to plan Matthew. It should all go exactly to plan.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Mr Cartwright,\u2019 Matthew Reardon shook Ben\u2019s hand as he stepped down from the stage. \u2018Is Joseph with you?\u2019 Ben stepped back to allow his son to jump down from the stage, and his first sight of the boy made Matthew catch his breath. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Beyond my highest expectations! Wait until Bates sees this. He won\u2019t be able to negotiate the price on this down at all! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His eyes shone as he grasped the boy\u2019s hand and pumped it enthusiastically.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe grinned at him. \u2018Glad ta meet ya, Mr Reardon,\u2019 he said as he tipped his hat. \u2018What do you have ta talk to me about?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben thumped his son on the shoulder. \u2018Joe, give the man a chance! We\u2019ve only just got here!\u2019 He turned to the lawyer. \u2018We really need to settle in first Mr Reardon. Could we meet you later on tonight?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Actually Mr Cartwright I was going to suggest tomorrow morning. My office is over there next to the jail.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Fine,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018We\u2019ll be there at about 10am. Come along Joseph.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew watched as the two walked down the street towards the hotel<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Oh yes! This is going to be much more profitable than I thought!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s not much of a town is it Pa?\u2019 Joe looked out of the upstairs window onto the street below. It was deserted except for a couple of dogs wandering down the covered walkway, three horses tethered across the street and an old man sitting outside the livery stable.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Depends what you want to do here I suppose,\u2019 answered his father. \u2018All I care about is the fact that they have a telegraph office so that we can send your brothers a wire to let them know we\u2019ve arrived safely, and that we find somewhere that we can get a decent meal.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yeah, well I wouldn\u2019t want ta be stuck here too long,\u2019 said Joe. \u2018A man could get real bored livin here.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well a man might, but what about you?\u2019 asked his father with a grin. Joe made a face at him and they both laughed. \u2018Come on we\u2019ll go and send that wire now, and then I\u2019ll treat you to dinner. How does that sound?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe grinned at his father. \u2018Sounds great Pa!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Later on as he stood outside the telegraph office waiting for his father, Joe surveyed the street again. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">No sir! Wouldn\u2019t want ta get stuck here alright!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> He turned as his father joined him. \u2018All done?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes,\u2019 said Ben putting his arm around his son\u2019s shoulder. \u2018I let them know we\u2019ve arrived safely, and I\u2019ll contact them again in a few weeks. I just hope everything is going alright on the ranch.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa you worry too much!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at his youngest boy. \u2018And that Joseph, is a father\u2019s right! I will continue to worry for as long as I remain your father. Come on son, let\u2019s find that meal.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They walked down the street until they reached a small dining room, and entered it. They seemed to be the only patrons, but as they were waiting for their meals to arrive a man entered and seated himself across the room from them. He nodded at them before beginning to read the menu, but in reality Bates couldn\u2019t keep his eyes off the boy across the room. His first impression of Joe was one of sheer delight. Bates knew quality when he saw it, and the boy certainly was that! <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The boy has looks that\u2019s for sure! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He noticed the striking facial features \u2013 the excellent bone structure, the healthy white teeth, the sparkling green eyes. At first glance his skin appeared to be as white as Bates\u2019 own, but a closer investigation showed a creaminess that had a tinge of coffee to it. Much of that though, Bates suspected, was to do with the outdoor life the boy had experienced. He radiated youth and vitality and seemed to have a great deal of charm as well. When he laughed his whole face lit up and Bates was entranced. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He\u2019s worth a fortune! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He thought with glee.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His only concern was the negotiating that he knew he would now have to do with Reardon. The man was not likely to let this boy go without a great deal of bargaining, and Bates knew that he would have to bring into play every ounce of shrewdness that he possessed. He watched in fascination as Joe and his father left the room. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Oh yes! This one is going to bring me quite a bit, that\u2019s for sure! He\u2019s going to be well worth the effort!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m sure what I am about to tell you will come as a shock young man,\u2019 Matthew came straight to the point. \u2018I am in the possession of certain documents that throw some light upon your family history.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018See Pa I told ya it would be about my mother,\u2019 Joe turned to his father with a grin on his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes Joseph it is certainly information about your mother, but more importantly about your grandmother,\u2019 Reardon continued. \u2018You see my uncle died recently and as the sole heir to his estate I am privy to all his past business transactions. It seems that his father had died when he was a child and my uncle had his estate held in trust for him until he reached the legal age when he could claim it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What has this got to do with my son?\u2019 asked Ben puzzled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew held up his hand and continued. \u2018It seems that in the time between inheriting the estate and actually taking control of it, certain possessions became unaccounted for. One of them was your grandmother.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What do you mean by unaccounted for? I don\u2019t understand what my grandmother had to do with your uncle.\u2019 Joe said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben interrupted. \u2018Mr Reardon, my late wife\u2019s parents died when she was quite young, and she was raised in a local convent. She never really knew them at all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I realise that Mr Cartwright. But if she had, then she would have known that her mother was in fact not legally free.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stared at the man for a moment, not sure what he was getting at. \u2018Legally free?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes, you see she and a few others took the opportunity to abscond at the time of my uncle\u2019s parents\u2019 death, and she subsequently disappeared into the city to live until her death. By that time of course she had married and her daughter was born.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben frowned at him, beginning to lose his patience. \u2018Mr Reardon would you please speak plain? Why on earth would it matter where my wife\u2019s mother lived and how could she possibly be connected with your uncle at the time?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Mr Cartwright I thought you had understood. Your wife\u2019s mother was half-negro. She was a slave.\u2019 Matthew watched the two men seated opposite him for a reaction, but they sat stunned and silent.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a moment, Ben said, \u2018that is preposterous!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew leaned forward and pushed a wad of paper towards him on the desk. \u2018See for yourself, it\u2019s all in there.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben snatched the paper and read it, handing each page to Joe after he had finished. After a few moments he put them down and stared at the man across the desk from him. \u2018So? She\u2019s dead. Why bring this all up now?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew leant forward and placed his hands on the desk in front of him. \u2018She may be dead Mr Cartwright, but he isn\u2019t.\u2019 He pointed directly at Joe. \u2018As sole heir of my uncle\u2019s estate I have full legal rights to this woman and any of her descendents, and that includes this boy!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sank back in his chair and gasped at the man\u2019s directness. He looked across at his father expecting to see him looking amused at the suggestion, but paled when he saw anger and fear in Ben\u2019s eyes instead.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matthew continued. \u2018Your son Mr Cartwright has one-eighth coloured blood flowing through his veins and I intend to claim him as my property.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood up, leant across the desk and grabbed the man by the collar. \u2018Just what are you trying to prove Reardon? How dare you sit there sprouting forth these lies?\u2019 He pushed the man into his chair again and turned on his heel. \u2018Come on Joseph, we\u2019re getting out of here! And as for you!\u2019 he spat over his shoulder at Reardon, \u2018any more of those outlandish stories and I\u2019ll have you in jail for slander!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I wouldn\u2019t try that if I were you Mr Cartwright. You see the law is on my side.\u2019 Reardon replied. \u2018I own that boy and I intend to take him, and nothing you can do will stop me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ben turned to face the man again, Joe by his side. \u2018Just what do you want Reardon? Is it money you\u2019re after? Is that it?\u2019 he yelled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Of course it\u2019s money! But not from you.\u2019 Reardon looked directly at Joe before he spoke again. \u2018Oh no, I\u2019ll get more for this one on the open market than I ever will from the likes of you Cartwright. I intend to \u2026\u2026\u2019 his words were lost as Ben stepped forward and hit him directly on the jaw.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At that moment the door opened and Bates entered. Ben hesitated for a moment, and then quickly moved towards Reardon again. \u2018If you ever come near my son Reardon I\u2019ll see you dead,\u2019 he yelled directly into the man\u2019s face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well that might be a bit difficult Cartwright, seeing as how he belongs to me now,\u2019 the man goaded him. Ben smashed his fist into Reardon\u2019s face again, only dimly aware of Joe yelling behind him. Suddenly his arms were dragged away and pinned behind his back. He struggled to free himself and glanced across to see Joe in the same position, while a man held a gun on them both.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Now then, what\u2019s going on here?\u2019 the man asked. \u2018Mr Reardon, you having some trouble with these two fellas?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Reardon stood up and rubbed his jaw. \u2018I most certainly am sheriff. This man,\u2019 he pointed at Ben \u2018has just assaulted me. I wish to press charges against him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You what?!\u2019 Ben thundered, struggling against the arms that held him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And this youngster here belongs to me. He is my property.\u2019 The sheriff looked at Joe, then back to Reardon surprised. \u2018You sure Mr Reardon? He sure looks white ta me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018If you doubt my word sheriff I have the papers to prove it.\u2019 Reardon held them out towards the other man. \u2018Feel free to examine them and I\u2019m sure you will find them all in order.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The sheriff took a deep breath and hesitated. \u2018Alright, we\u2019ll get this sorted out over at the jail. Come on all of you, march!\u2019 He motioned with his gun, and Ben and Joe were led out of the door, still held tightly by their captors. Reardon winked at Bates and followed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I demand to be let out of here!\u2019 Ben yelled for the tenth time to no one in particular as he banged on the bars in frustration. \u2018Do you hear me? Let me out!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked up from the bunk he was sitting on in the cell next to his father. \u2018They\u2019re not listenin Pa, save your breath,\u2019 he said mournfully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben turned to face his son. \u2018Don\u2019t you worry Joseph, I\u2019ll get us both out of here,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded at him and tried to smile. \u2018Sure Pa, I know ya will.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben crossed the floor and leaned against the bars that separated the two cells. He reached through the bars and beckoned to his son. \u2018Joe come here.\u2019 Joe stood up and walked over to his father and looked deep into his eyes. \u2018Joe, I promise you that I will get us out of here son. Never for one moment give up on that thought. No matter what anyone tells you, concentrate on the fact that I am going to fix this one way or another.\u2019 He stroked his son\u2019s neck as he spoke, and Joe leant towards him until they were as close as they could be, given the circumstances.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa I just don\u2019t understand how he can be saying these things,\u2019 Joe searched his father\u2019s face hoping to hear the words to dispel his fears. \u2018Surely what he\u2019s sayin ain\u2019t legal? It can\u2019t be!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe I don\u2019t know about the legalities, but I sure aim to find out!\u2019 Ben replied. \u2018What you have to keep in mind son is that no matter what the law says, though, I am your father and nothing about your mother\u2019s background can ever change that!\u2019 Joe nodded as his father continued. \u2018He will never get his way in this Joe. I\u2019ll hunt you down to the ends of the earth if that\u2019s what it takes to find you son.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe paled. \u2018You don\u2019t think that he really means to take me away?\u2019 he asked, his eyes wide. \u2018He can\u2019t do it Pa! It\u2019s not right for him to think like that!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben held his son\u2019s face between his hands. \u2018No one is taking you anywhere Joe, but in case he tries just remember what I said boy.\u2019 Joe nodded, his eyes filling with tears as he hung his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At that moment the door into the outer office of the jail was flung open and the sheriff entered followed by Reardon and another larger man. \u2018Well Cartwright, you won\u2019t be pleased to hear what I have to say, that\u2019s for sure,\u2019 the sheriff said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben felt Joe\u2019s grip on him tighten and he patted the boy\u2019s arm encouragingly. \u2018And just what might that be sheriff?\u2019 he said through clenched teeth, glaring at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018All the papers seem to be in order,\u2019 said the sheriff. \u2018Everything is just as Mr Reardon here says. The boy\u2019s mother was coloured and that makes him coloured too.\u2019 Ben felt Joe beside him stiffen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben glanced at Reardon who stood behind the sheriff smiling at him. \u2018I told you Cartwright. I\u2019m not a thief you know, I only want what\u2019s mine! Sheriff, I\u2019d like this youngster released into my custody now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The sheriff nodded at him. \u2018All in good time Mr Reardon. First things first. Now about that assault charge on Cartwright here, are you still wanting to go ahead with it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Of course I am sheriff. I don\u2019t intend to drop the charges at all. Why?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well it\u2019s just that if you intend to take this youngster with you, then you won\u2019t be around for the trial when the circuit judge comes. Charges won\u2019t stick if you\u2019re not here.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I see. Well that\u2019s not really an issue sheriff. I don\u2019t really much care if the charges stick or not, if you know what I mean. Just how long will it be before the judge arrives?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The sheriff smiled, understanding his meaning. \u2018Sometime next week, no doubt,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You can\u2019t possibly expect to keep me here until then!\u2019 Ben exploded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I can and I will,\u2019 replied the sheriff. \u2018Face it Cartwright, you\u2019ve no choice but to grin and bear it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I demand to see a lawyer,\u2019 Ben thundered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well the only lawyer in town would be Mr Reardon here, and I doubt you\u2019d be interested in him handling your case now would you?\u2019 the sheriff winked at Reardon. \u2018No, I didn\u2019t think so. Just relax now Mr Cartwright, and we\u2019ll get along just fine. You and me got some days ahead of us to get to know each other now.\u2019 He turned to leave the room. \u2018Mr Reardon, just sing out when you\u2019re finished.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben turned to the men standing outside the cell. \u2018Reardon, I don\u2019t care how long it takes, but I\u2019m going to make you regret this!\u2019 he yelled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Reardon smiled at him. \u2018As I said before Mr Cartwright, I have nothing in particular against you. I just want what\u2019s mine.\u2019 He looked across at Joe in the other cell meaningfully, and then turned to the man standing beside him. \u2018I\u2019ll speak to you outside Bates.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The man he called Bates stared at Joe for a moment with a sneer. \u2018Sure thing Mr Reardon. I\u2019m sure interested in talking to you as well!\u2019 Both men turned to leave the room, and Ben began to pace up and down in the cell out of sheer frustration.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the outer office several transactions were taking place. \u2018Here you are sheriff, that should be enough to keep Cartwright here until that judge arrives,\u2019 said Reardon handing the sheriff a fistful of money.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The sheriff grinned. \u2018I\u2019d say that might be just about enough, Mr Reardon. Nothin illegal, mind!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No, not at all,\u2019 Reardon laughed. \u2018Just enough to keep him detained until then. When the judge arrives and you can\u2019t find me, well it won\u2019t be your fault if I\u2019ve decided to leave town for parts unknown.\u2019 He turned to Bates. \u2018Well Mr Bates how about we adjourn to my office?\u2019 He motioned the other man out of the door before him. \u2018After you, please.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Once they were back in Reardon\u2019s office, Bates stroked his chin thoughtfully. \u2018I don\u2019t know Mr Reardon. Seems to me like I\u2019m getting the worst end of the deal. I\u2019m the one taking all the risks.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Reardon widened his eyes at the man. \u2018What do you mean? There are no risks involved at all. Everything is completely legal, and I defy anyone to prove otherwise! I am offering you a pure business proposition Mr Bates, do you want it or not? If the answer is no, then I\u2019ll take the boy and sell him elsewhere. You can\u2019t tell me with looks like that it will be hard to find a buyer.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No, that\u2019s true. The boy\u2019s certainly a looker alright,\u2019 answered Bates. \u2018But I\u2019m the one who has the trouble of transporting him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well isn\u2019t that what you do? Isn\u2019t that your business?\u2019 countered Reardon. \u2018Seems to me you\u2019d be used to it by now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Oh I\u2019m used to it alright,\u2019 answered the other man. \u2018I just don\u2019t usually have relatives breathing down my neck while I\u2019m doing it, that\u2019s all. That Cartwright fella seems like he could be a powerful lot of trouble if he wants to be.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t you worry about Cartwright. He won\u2019t be any problem to you.\u2019 Reardon sat back in his chair and smiled. \u2018By the time he gets out of there you\u2019ll be long gone.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Look Reardon, you can only bribe that sheriff for so long. Once that judge gets here, if you\u2019re not around there\u2019s no way they\u2019ll hold Cartwright. Sure I can get rid of the kid within a week, but I don\u2019t want him after me before I\u2019ve had time to look after my own interests!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I told you not to worry. Judge Morrison is an old friend of mine. He won\u2019t be letting Cartwright out of there in a hurry. I told you I have everything under control, now learn to trust me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Bates studied the man seated across from him carefully. \u2018Hmm. Well all I can say is I \u2018d hate to be on the wrong side of you Reardon.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Reardon smiled at him. \u2018You don\u2019t spend twenty years in the business I\u2019m in without making a few contacts along the way Mr Bates. Now are there any other concerns you might have before we get down to negotiating the price?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well if that\u2019s the case Mr Bates, perhaps we can do business over a drink or two?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Bates winked at him. \u2018Now you\u2019re talking Mr Reardon. \u2018I\u2019ll be able to pick up the merchandise in the morning.\u2019 Both men walked out of the office, each determined to beat the other in their negotiations.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">By the time dawn arrived, Ben was feeling the effects of no sleep. He had spent the night either pacing up and down in the tiny cell or sitting and trying to comfort his son. Joe had lain for most of the night on the narrow bunk in the cell beside his father, trying to reason out what exactly was happening.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When the dawn broke they were both at breaking point, their nerves taut. Joe looked across at his father and felt a wave of sympathy for him<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. He looks so old. I can only imagine what this must be doin to him. It\u2019s bad enough for me, but he\u2019s got to sit there and watch it happen.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sat up. \u2018Pa?\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben turned towards him and rubbed his hand over his eyes. \u2018Yes Joe, what is it son?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe struggled to find the words. \u2018Pa if it does turn out that he takes me away, then \u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t you say that Joe! That is not about to happen because I simply will not allow it!\u2019 Ben said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa you may not have much choice in the matter,\u2019 Joe tried to smile, but failed miserably. He moved over to the bars that separated them and reached out for his father. \u2018Pa I just want to say that \u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben reached his arms around his son\u2019s shoulders and hugged him through the bars. \u2018You don\u2019t have to say it Joe.\u2019 They stood for a moment, locked in a tight embrace. Ben looked into his son\u2019s eyes. \u2018I want you to do something for me Joe.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked up at his father, the tears running unchecked down his face. \u2018Promise me two things Joe.\u2019 The boy nodded. \u2018If it does happen I want you to always remember that I will come for you. No matter where you might be, I will come for you. The second thing is that I want you promise me that you will do whatever it takes to stay safe until I can get there. I mean it Joe. Whatever it takes. Promise me that.\u2019 He searched his son\u2019s face and looked deep into his green eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded. \u2018I promise Pa. I know you\u2019ll come for me, and I\u2019ll do whatever it takes.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The door from the outer office opened suddenly, and Bates appeared with the sheriff. \u2018Move away from that boy Cartwright. He\u2019s mine now,\u2019 he snarled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben gripped onto Joe even more tightly. \u2018How dare you! Sheriff I demand you do something.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ain\u2019t none of my business,\u2019 replied the sheriff. \u2018Like I told you before Cartwright, all them papers are legal, and this Bates has gone and made a purchase of your boy from Mr Reardon. Ain\u2019t nothing you or anyone else can do about it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Sheriff your job is to protect people!\u2019 yelled Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Cartwright my job is to uphold the law. And this man is well within his rights to take that boy. Now stand back if you know what\u2019s good for you!\u2019 He unlocked the door to Joe\u2019s cell and stepped aside to let Bates enter it. \u2018Hurry up Mr Bates. Sooner you get this over with the better.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stepped back into the corner of the cell and pushed himself hard up against the bars. He clutched at his father\u2019s arm frantically while staring at Bates. \u2018You keep away from me you filthy \u2026..\u2019 but his words were cut short by the blow that Bates dealt him on the head. Dazed, he slumped forward onto his knees, and Ben tried frantically to grab him through the bars.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe!\u2019 he yelled, but Bates kicked the boy away from the wall of the cell and into the middle of the floor. Ben could only watch helplessly as the man shackled his son\u2019s wrists behind his back and put a rope around his neck which he used to then drag him forward.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe began to struggle as he felt himself pulled forward, and managed to lift himself to a kneeling position. He began to choke as the rope was pulled tighter around his neck. Bates saw what was happening, and moved back to lessen his grip on the rope, and hauled Joe to his feet with his free hand. \u2018Now you do as you\u2019re told boy,\u2019 he said pulling him forward and out of the cell. \u2018You\u2019re far too valuable for me to damage you.\u2019 With a push he sent Joe sprawling out of the room and followed him quickly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben screamed out his agony to no one as he watched the scene before him. \u2018Bates! Bates! I\u2019m going to kill you! Let me out of here! Joseph! Sheriff let me out of here now!\u2019 The sheriff looked at him before closing the door on his way out of the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The rumble of the wheels on the tracks provided a steady background to the noise of the chickens beside him, and lulled Joe to a false sense of easiness that he didn\u2019t really feel. He shifted himself on the hard floor and tried to ease the kinks out of his back, but it proved impossible, so he turned onto his other side and stared at the wall of the carriage beside him. Between the cracks in the wall he could just see a glimpse of the passing landscape and noticed the wide fields and low hills in the distance. For the tenth time he wondered how far they had come since boarding the train, but found it impossible to estimate. They had left in the early afternoon and now it was well into the next morning, but the constant stops during the night had made it difficult to tell exactly where they were. Not that Joe would have really known anyway, as this country was so foreign to him. He began to wish that he had paid more attention in geography lessons back in the small schoolhouse all that time ago.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thinking of his school days made the lump in his throat rise again, and he shook his head to keep the feeling at bay. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You can\u2019t afford to think about that now Joe, you have to concentrate on how to get out of this! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With every rumble of the wheels below him he knew that his chances of anyone coming to help him were diminished. Every mile that the train covered took him further away from everything and everyone that he had ever known in his life, and closer to \u2026.. Joe closed his mind to that and tried not to think about what it might take him closer to.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He pulled with frustration again on the iron band that attached his leg to the wall and cursed silently as he looked at the chain that lay on the floor. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Chained like an animal!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> He thought viciously. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That\u2019s what they think of me though, isn\u2019t it?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> He pulled on it again, and was startled by a voice across the carriage. \u2018You\u2019re gonna hurt yaself if you keep doin that ya know!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He looked over to the other human occupant of the carriage and scowled at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Mind ya own business!\u2019 he snapped at him, then instantly regretted his remark. The other man had only been trying to help him after all, and had been nothing but kind so far. It wasn\u2019t his fault that this had happened to Joe, so he shouldn\u2019t be taking his frustration out on him. \u2018Sorry,\u2019 he added, \u2018It pinches, and I just can\u2019t seem to get used to it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ya never do,\u2019 Nathan answered with a wry smile. \u2018Don\u2019t matter how often it happens, ya never do.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at the man and nodded slightly. Nathan was a large man, with skin as dark as the black smoke that kept wafting in from the engine in front of them. He wore tattered clothing and no shoes, and his feet were calloused and filthy. That was the first thing actually that Joe had noticed about him. It made him very aware of the lack of boots on his own feet, and he wondered how long it would be before they looked like the other man\u2019s. When Bates had first demanded that he take off his boots, Joe could not really understand the reasoning behind it, until Nathan had enlightened him to the fact that no slaves wore shoes. It was a mark of who they were, plus it made it difficult for them to cover much ground in a hurry if they had the chance to make a break for it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Not much chance of that at the moment though,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he thought to himself. The chain was just too difficult a deterrent. He would have to wait until a chance came his way, and at the moment that meant exercising something that Joe had very little of \u2013 patience! Never one to be still for too long, he found the interminable waiting very difficult, combined with the fact that he didn\u2019t know how long this journey would go on for. His thoughts were interrupted again by Nathan who echoed Joe\u2019s own query. \u2018So boy, where ya headed to?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned over and looked at the man. \u2018Don\u2019t know,\u2019 he replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Probably Columbus. That\u2019s where I\u2019m goin. You\u2019ll know you\u2019re alive when ya get there!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe decided it was better not to ask why, and merely continued to stare at the man. \u2018Whatcha goin there for?\u2019 he asked tentatively.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Same as you probably. Auction.\u2019 Nathan replied with a shrug. \u2018Heard Bates say they hoped to get a good price for ya, so I figured we\u2019re goin to the same place.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe jerked, startled by the man\u2019s words. \u2018Auction?\u2019 he asked against his better judgment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yep. Biggest one this side of Atlanta,\u2019 Nathan replied. \u2018Sure hope I get out to a farm this time, city life ain\u2019t fer me that\u2019s fer sure. I miss the open spaces.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe tried to block out everything except the rumble of the carriage wheels below him. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Don\u2019t listen! If you don\u2019t listen then it won\u2019t be happening!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> But he knew that it was. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Focus on now, Joe. You may never have to face that, cause you might get away before then. Come on, concentrate and think of a plan. <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But try as he could, nothing came to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a few moments, Joe felt the train once more slowing to a halt, and he sat up to peer through the cracks in the wall again. He could just make out a station, and as the train slowed to a stop he watched fascinated as the scene before him emerged from the blur that it had been moments before. Suddenly the door was flung open, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes from the bright glare of the sunshine outside. Two guards entered the carriage and began to unload several pieces of luggage, ignoring the two figures sitting there. Joe leaned forward and sat mesmerised by the scene before him. People were going about their business on the platform as if it were a normal day. Guards were loading luggage, men and women were hurrying about, and near him a man, his wife and two children were organising themselves to board the train. Joe looked across at a man near his own age and for a moment their eyes locked before the other man looked away. Joe realised with a start that he was invisible to him. He had a sudden urge to fling himself out of the door, and it was only the pinching of the leg iron that reminded him that it was impossible to do so. This was his own world that he was catching a glimpse of. He was the son of a rich landowner and he belonged out there, not in here with \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Watch it boy, move back there,\u2019 said one of the guards as he descended from the carriage, and kicked Joe\u2019s leg slightly as he passed. Joe reached his hand out and said, \u2018hey, before you go, could I\u2026.\u2019 but his words were cut off by the door slamming in his face. He beat against it with both his fists until they were sore, and cursed loudly. The train lurched forward again and he slumped back into the corner, crying tears of frustration and rage. Aware of Nathan watching him silently from the other side of the carriage he put his arm up to shield his face from the man, but nothing could hide the heaving of his shoulders as the sobs overtook his body. Nathan sighed and turned away from him to stare at the wall.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe blinked in the early morning light that fell on his face as he slowly opened his eyes. Taking a moment to orientate himself, he listened to the sounds around him and tried to make sense of them. For a moment he thought he was back in his own room and the voices in the distance were those of his father and brothers. He smiled slightly and stretched his arms over his head. It was only when he touched the wall behind him that he truly woke up and reality hit him with a thud. Staring up at the roof of the carriage he willed it all to be a dream, but he knew it was a useless attempt to block out the truth that he now faced.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The train had stopped and the door was once again open. This time he could see another platform as he sat up, but one less crowded than yesterday\u2019s one. This time there was hardly anyone to be seen at all, and Joe reasoned that it was probably still very early. His heart sank as he realised the problems that this would cause to his planned getaway. He knew that the moment the chain was loosened from the wall was the ideal time to try to make a break for it, but had been hoping that the cover of a crowd would aid him in disappearing from his captor. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Still, who\u2019s to say this is our destination,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he thought wryly<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Maybe it\u2019s just another of the stopovers we\u2019ve had so far.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The thought was dispelled a moment later when Bates appeared framed in the doorway of the carriage and looked in. \u2018Well hello there, had a pleasant journey?\u2019 he asked with a sneer. When Joe merely looked at him and didn\u2019t answer, he shrugged. \u2018Guess not,\u2019 he said and stepped up into the carriage. He bent over and began to unlock the chain that bound Joe\u2019s leg to the wall. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Wait for it Joe, easy. Remember to pick your moment. Wait.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe flexed his muscles in readiness for his anticipated move. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply for a moment, and when he opened them again found himself looking directly into the dark eyes of the man close to him. His face was so near to Joe\u2019s that he could smell the staleness of his breath and he flinched involuntarily. Bates sneered at him again and yanked on the chain to haul him upright to his feet. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Wait Joe, in a minute. Be patient.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As the man turned to lead his captive out of the carriage, Joe grabbed his hand from behind and wrenched the chain free from it. With all his might he pushed Bates forward and sent him sprawling onto the platform, then jumped down after him and took off running down the platform. Joe didn\u2019t have any idea where he was running to, all he knew was that he had to put as much distance between himself and his captor as possible. Only when he was well clear of him would he be able to stop and plan his next move.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Behind him he heard Bates\u2019 loud cry as he sang out for help, but Joe pushed on knocking over a pile of luggage as he did so. Mindful of finding an exit he halted for a split second to scan the area around him, when the chain that dangled from his ankle was stretched tight and pulled him sharply backwards. He turned around to see a large man standing on it, glaring at him disdainfully. Joe stooped to haul it out from under the man\u2019s foot, but as he bent felt a knock on the back of his head and fell heavily to the ground.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Stunned for a moment, he lifted his head and began to get up to his feet, when he was pushed down again and felt the full force of many arms upon him. He shook his head and looked around to realise that he had become the centre of a small crowd, all of whom had closed in and were surrounding him. As he stared up at the faces around him, the crowd parted and Bates strode forward. With a withering look at Joe, he drew back his foot and kicked him hard in the stomach.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As Joe lay struggling for breath, Bates turned to the crowd and said in a jovial voice. \u2018Many thanks everyone! This one was too quick for me. Rest assured there will be no repeat of that!\u2019 He gestured with his hand towards Joe. \u2018I\u2019ll take him off your hands now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Just a moment,\u2019 said the large man peering at Joe intently. \u2018This youngster looks white to me. What right do you have to have him chained up like that?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No right!\u2019 Joe screamed from his position on the ground. \u2018He ain\u2019t got no right mister! Help me get up and I\u2019ll prove it to ya,\u2019 he searched the man\u2019s face desperately for a spark of compassion.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Bates turned back to him and kicked him again, this time with breathtaking swiftness. \u2018You shut your mouth or I\u2019ll shut it for you!\u2019 he yelled, and then turned back to the man again. \u2018Here, his papers if you need proof.\u2019 He handed the man a sheaf of papers and waited while he perused them. \u2018You\u2019ll see the details are correct and the description fits.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lay and stared at the man, his heart sinking as he realised that he had no way of making himself believed. After a moment\u2019s thought he decided he had nothing to lose anyway, and tried again. \u2018He\u2019s lying! I ain\u2019t no slave mister. Help me please!\u2019 He grabbed hold of the man\u2019s pants leg and clung on desperately. \u2018My Pa owns a \u2026..\u2019 Another savage kick from Bates stilled his voice as he struggled for breath again, and he felt his grasp being shaken off from the man\u2019s leg as he kicked himself free.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Glad to help,\u2019 the man said as he handed the papers back to Bates. \u2018If I were you I\u2019d keep a tight hold on that one, he looks as if he\u2019s more trouble than he\u2019s worth!\u2019 He turned and departed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Oh I intend to,\u2019 Bates sneered as he bent down over Joe again. \u2018I very much intend to.\u2019 He stared directly into Joe\u2019s face, so close now that their noses almost touched. \u2018If you ever try anything like that again boy,\u2019 he whispered, \u2018you won\u2019t live long enough to get to that auction. I don\u2019t care how much I lose on you.\u2019 He raised his hand and slapped Joe\u2019s face. \u2018Now get up!\u2019 He yanked on the chain and tried to pull Joe to his feet, but Joe held tightly to the other end and refused to budge. Bates sighed. \u2018Alright then, if that\u2019s the way you want to play it,\u2019 and lifted his hand again. The last thing Joe felt was the knock of something hard against his head as he slipped down into unconsciousness.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Joe woke, the first thing he noticed was how much his head throbbed. He struggled to move, but the pain made him groan and he longed to just sink back into sleep again. After a few moments he forced his eyes open and looked around him. He was lying on a narrow bed in a small room. He lifted his head cautiously and saw the bars on the window and the heavy iron door that was undoubtedly locked. He noticed with delight that the iron band had been removed from his ankle and stretched his limbs. It was the first time he had felt completely able to do so since leaving the jail in Boutte.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As he sat on the edge of the bed rubbing his head, he heard the key in the lock and looked up in trepidation in case it was Bates entering. After his treatment at the hands of that particular man Joe had no wish to see him again, and hoped that he never would. Thankfully it was not Bates, but an older coloured man who entered the room carrying a tray of food that smelled very appetising to Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He set it down on the bed next to him and left without a word. Joe immediately began to eat, realising as he did so just how ravenous he really was. The food that he had been given on the train had not been particularly appetising to him and he had been too upset at the time to eat much anyway. He knew that if he was to have the strength to get away from here when the time was right, then he would need to be sensible about eating. Forcing himself to chew slowly, Joe considered what his next move should be. Until he knew exactly where this room was it would hard to decide just what that might be of course, so he once again he would be forced to wait. Joe sighed. He was certainly learning a lot about waiting lately!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After finishing his meal he stood on the bunk to see if he could get a glimpse of what was through the window, but all he could see was another wall a few feet away from where his room was. There was a great deal of noise coming in through the window though, and he lent his head against the opening to try and hear any snatches of phrases that might give him a clue as to his whereabouts. It proved to be an impossible task however, as all he heard was a jumble of sounds that blended together.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a while he tired of trying to make sense of it all, and turned back towards the room. From the amount of sunlight coming into it he decided that it was still day at least, but calculated that it was probably now afternoon. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Although I don\u2019t even know how long I\u2019ve been out of it of course, <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">he thought ruefully. He realised with a start that he was beginning to lose a grip on all the basic things that he had always taken so much for granted. Basic things like his location and the time were unknown factors to him now. He wondered what else they could take away from him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At that moment the door opened again and the old man re entered the room and picked up the plate. \u2018Good,\u2019 he said. \u2018Glad to see ya eatin at least. Now we need to get ya cleaned up. Come on!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood and followed him eagerly. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This is it Joe, this might be your chance! No chains on and he\u2019s leading you straight outside. This is it! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But he was to be vastly disappointed the moment he stepped out from the room. He was not walking outside by any means, but only into another room, albeit much larger than the one he had come from. There were several rooms leading off it all identical to the one he had come from and most of the doors were closed. What captured his attention though, was the main door that led from the large room itself, guarded by a couple of men who lounged against it playing cards. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">No escape that way at the moment,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he thought with a wave of disappointment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The coloured man motioned towards a corner of the room where there stood a large bathtub. \u2018Go on, git in there and git yaself looking presentable,\u2019 he said. Joe hesitated. He longed to do as the man said, as the dirt and grime he had accumulated during the past few days sat heavily upon him and the water looked very inviting. But on the other hand he did not relish stripping off in front of the guards. The old man pushed him towards the tub. \u2018Go on, it\u2019s the only chance ya\u2019ll git. Ya may as well make the most of it!\u2019 he ordered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That made up Joe\u2019s mind for him. He quickly stepped out of his clothing and into the tub, relishing the warm water as he slid down into it. The old man handed him a bar of soap and he spent a few pleasant moments soaping and soaking himself. He put his head under the water and let the warmth settle around him as he felt his hair flow out around his head. When he sat up again, he was dismayed to see the man disappearing with his clothing. \u2018Hey,\u2019 he yelled out, \u2018where ya goin with my things?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019ll be back with some clean ones,\u2019 he replied. \u2018Ya just concentrate on gittin clean boy!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe leaned back in the tub and waited. He sure hoped the man was telling the truth! He felt utterly defenceless here in a tub of water completely naked, more than he had at any time during the last few days. He wondered why the sudden emphasis on getting himself clean, and hoped it had nothing to do with looking his best for the auction that Nathan had mentioned. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Don\u2019t go there Joe, don\u2019t even think it.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He was relieved to see the man re enter the room a few moments later with an armful of clothing and a towel which he placed beside the tub. \u2018Here ya go. Git into em,\u2019 he ordered. Joe stood up and grabbed the towel quickly, covering himself as he wiped himself off. He admitted to himself that in spite of his modesty, the guards weren\u2019t in the least bit interested in looking at him anyway, and they had not lifted their heads once from their game.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The clothing he had been given was slightly too large for him, but after he had turned the ends of the pants up at the cuffs and tucked the shirt in they didn\u2019t look too bad. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Still no boots though, <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">he thought ruefully. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Wonder if I\u2019ll ever get any again? <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He turned to face the man. \u2018Now what?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The man motioned for Joe to follow him, and led him back towards the small room from which they had come. When Joe hesitated in the doorway the two guards stood up and gave him meaningful looks, and he decided that this was not the time to argue. When the key had turned once again in the lock he sank down on the bed and sighed. How much more waiting would he have before he managed to find just the right moment to make a break for it? At the moment though, he admitted, he was grateful for a full stomach and a clean body. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Maybe the worst is over!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> Joe sincerely hoped so as he lay down on the bed and stared up at the barred window far above him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That hope was quickly dispelled early the next morning. After eating a meagre breakfast Joe had resigned himself to spending another boring day impatiently waiting for something to happen when the door was flung open and Bates stood there. He motioned to the two guards behind him as he said \u2018Cleaned up and rested I see? Good. Get him ready!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe tensed himself for whatever was to follow, and his eyes widened as he saw the chains that were in the hands of the guards. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Right moment or not, this is it Joe! No more chains without a fight! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But the fight was a futile one. Resistance was not effective against the two men who seemed to know exactly how to stop it with a few well placed blows. They quickly subdued him and placed the chains on his ankles and wrists, binding them together before they hauled him to his feet.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood swaying slightly, trying to regain his balance as Bates stepped close to him. \u2018Now before we get out there I\u2019m warning you boy. Cause any trouble and you\u2019re in for it, got me?\u2019 He pulled on Joe\u2019s hair and his head was forced back until he thought his neck was about to snap. He had to bite his lip to keep from crying out with the pain. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Don\u2019t know how he expects me to cause trouble like this!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> Joe could hardly move forward when the guard pushed him, and managed only small steps.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They crossed the large room slowly and made their way towards the outer door. The first thing that struck Joe when it opened was the barrage of noise that assaulted his ears the moment he was pushed through it. He found himself standing in a large hall which was filled with chairs and at the end was a high platform. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">God no!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">he cried to himself and immediately turned to fight to get out through the way he had come, but was only pushed further forward by the men behind him. He stumbled and almost fell, but one of the guards held onto his arm as they made their way forward to a corner of the room where several others stood. As he desperately looked around he noticed that they were all shackled just as he was.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The chairs were full of people who were noisily participating in the scene on the platform, and in spite of himself Joe felt his attention also drawn to the man standing there. It was Nathan Joe realised, and for a moment their eyes met before Nathan looked away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe felt himself beginning to panic and found it difficult to breathe. He searched frantically for a means of escape, but knew that it was futile. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Pa help me! I can\u2019t do this. I know you said to do whatever it took, but not this Pa! Please God, help me! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But there was no one who was the slightest bit interested in hearing his inward pleas, and as the time came closer for him to mount the platform he felt his knees go weak and he thought he would collapse with fright. He stood still, determined not to show outwardly what he was feeling.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Suddenly he was pushed from behind towards the steps leading up to the platform near him. He stood still, refusing to move until the guards grabbed him by the arms and hoisted him up bodily. Standing alone on the platform made him feel totally exposed and he turned to move away from the peering faces that stared back at him, but the auctioneer motioned to the guards and they moved over to him and held him still. Joe closed his eyes, refusing to look at the sea of faces before him, and tried to block out the words that were being said. Suddenly he felt his shirt ripped from his shoulders and down to his waist, exposing his upper torso. He closed his eyes even tighter and swayed on his feet, but was held upright in a tight grip by the two men on either side of him. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">How much longer? Make this finish! Please God make this finish!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The noises around him became louder and louder until it seemed to Joe that his head would burst. He tried to bring his thoughts inward and block out the external noises around him, but try as he might words and phrases kept invading his senses. \u2018Come on gentlemen \u2026.. $1000 \u2026. not often do you see quality like this \u2026\u2026..$3000 thank you sir \u2026.. looks like this are hard to come by \u2026.. $5000 to the gentleman in the corner \u2026..a bargain at any price\u2026\u2026such light skin, just take a look \u2026.. $7000, thank you sir \u2026\u2026come now gentlemen you can do better than that surely \u2026\u2026\u2019 Joe listened as the price went higher and with each bid a bit more of his dignity was snatched from him. He willed himself to concentrate on his breathing<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. God make it finish! Please make it finish. Pa! Please help me Pa!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Finally he heard a hammer banging and the hall erupted into cheering. One of the guards pulled his shirt up again and he was dragged from the platform, not even bothering to keep up a pretence of defiance any more.<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It\u2019s over Joe<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Concentrate on it being over!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> As he was dragged from the room Joe\u2019s mind closed in on himself and he refused to contemplate just what <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">over<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> might in fact mean for him in the future.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shifted his weight again as the wagon lurched yet one more time, and tried to find a place on his body to lay that was not crying out for relief. He managed with some effort to stretch one leg at a time which afforded him a bit of relief, then tried it with his arms as well. The chain that bound him to the side of the wagon allowed him minimal movement and he found the whole exercise rather difficult.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He glanced over the side of the wagon again and saw much the same scenery as he had been seeing all afternoon. The distant rolling hills reminded him a bit of the hills at home, and the thought brought tears to his eyes as he wondered what his brothers might be doing right about now. He guessed that his Pa would still be in jail, so he couldn\u2019t even begin to hope that help was coming in any form at the moment. He thought of the sheriff\u2019s problems when his father was finally released and smiled to himself. He wouldn\u2019t like to be in that man\u2019s shoes when he found out just how powerful and angry Ben Cartwright could be when he was crossed. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">No sir, he\u2019s gonna pay for what he did alright!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sighed. There was no getting away from the fact that the one paying the biggest price of all was himself at the moment. He wiped his sleeve over his eyes to brush the tears away, and looked over his shoulder to see if the man driving the wagon had noticed them. He hoped not. He didn\u2019t want anyone thinking he couldn\u2019t cope with all this even if it was only another slave like Lucas.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe jerked to find himself thinking like that. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Another slave. I ain\u2019t no slave! I\u2019m Ben Cartwright\u2019s son, and I won\u2019t be a slave to no man!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> He thought to himself. Yet even as he did, one look at the chain around his ankle made him doubt the thought. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I told Pa I\u2019d do whatever it takes, and I will. But God please just don\u2019t let them ask too much of me! I\u2019ll try Pa, but I ain\u2019t sure that I can do this!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He was startled out of his thoughts by Lucas. \u2018Over there, see? That\u2019s the house.\u2019 Joe looked in the direction the man was pointing and saw a large white plantation style homestead. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">One thing for sure, that man certainly has money!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe realised that he didn\u2019t even know <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">that man\u2019s<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> name. He\u2019d only caught a glimpse of the man who had bought him back in town before being handed over to Lucas who it appears was responsible for getting them both out to the homestead. Joe couldn\u2019t understand why the man was so complacent, and asked him when they were on the road why he didn\u2019t take off when his master left them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas had looked at him as though he was crazy. \u2018And just where do ya think I might go boy?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe couldn\u2019t believe his ears. \u2018Why just away of course! There\u2019s no one here to see you, so why don\u2019t you get away?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas laughed. \u2018They\u2019d track me down in a couple of hours!\u2019 He raised his riding whip and pointed it at Joe in the back of the wagon. \u2018And just you get any notions of running out of your head boy! Won\u2019t do you any good at all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at the house as they drove up the long driveway and marvelled at its size. \u2018Lucas?\u2019 he bent forward to ask. \u2018Just who lives here anyway?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas stared down at him. \u2018What do ya mean who lives here? Ya new master of course!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe flinched at the term and frowned back at the man. \u2018He ain\u2019t my master! No one is! I ain\u2019t no slave, how many times do I have to tell ya that?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Boy, the sooner ya get ta accept things the better off you\u2019ll be!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe scowled at him. \u2018I don\u2019t have to accept anything!\u2019 he began, and then stopped himself. He could almost hear his father speaking to him<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Yeah Pa I know! I\u2019ll do whatever it takes!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018So who is he anyway?\u2019 he asked again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Mr Samuel Edwards. Richest man around these parts. Lives here with his nephew Daniel.\u2019 Lucas leant down towards Joe and whispered. \u2018Stay away from that one if you want my advice!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why?\u2019 asked Joe, but Lucas was already pulling the horses to a halt outside the house and didn\u2019t answer. He jumped down from the wagon and began to unload the parcels that were packed around Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Hey, ain\u2019t ya gonna let me out?\u2019 Joe asked after a few moments.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018When they want ya, they\u2019ll call for ya.\u2019 Lucas motioned towards the house. At that moment the front door opened and a young man in his early twenties came strutting down the steps.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Lucas,\u2019 he barked, \u2018you sure took your time getting back here. Just where have you been?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas took off his hat and addressed the young man. \u2018Couldn\u2019t go no faster master Daniel. The horses were plumb tuckered out.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel brushed past him and stared at Joe in the back of the wagon. Joe stared back at him and decided that he didn\u2019t like what he saw. The man had an arrogant air about him and he eyed Joe off in a way that made him feel decidedly uncomfortable.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You there boy, get down from that wagon now!\u2019 he barked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe scowled back at him. \u2018And just how do ya think I\u2019m gonna do that with this on me?\u2019 he held up the chain for Daniel to see. Lucas grimaced at him behind Daniel\u2019s back, but he took no notice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel stared at him for a moment, then turned to Lucas. \u2018Unchain him,\u2019 he said quietly, and stepped aside while Lucas hurried to do his bidding. When his chains were loosened, Joe took a moment to stretch his aching limbs before scrunching forward and putting his legs over the side of the wagon. He sat unsteadily for a moment while looking around.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I said to get down from that wagon now!\u2019 Daniel repeated. Joe looked at him for a moment before descending to the ground. \u2018Over here!\u2019 Joe merely looked at him. His father\u2019s voice inside his head urged him to obey, but he just couldn\u2019t make himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel stepped forward and slapped him hard across the face. \u2018You obey my instructions as soon as you are told to do something!\u2019 he yelled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe kept staring at him, trying to hold his temper and keep from lashing out at the man. He clenched his fists by his sides. Just when he thought he might be losing the battle with himself they were interrupted by a voice from the porch.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Daniel, just what do you think you\u2019re doing?\u2019 They both looked up to see Samuel Edwards standing there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Hello Uncle Samuel,\u2019 Daniel replied. \u2018I\u2019m just showing this new one how to behave.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well don\u2019t!\u2019 replied his uncle crossly as he came down the stairs. \u2018He cost me far too much for you to mark him.\u2019 He turned to Lucas. \u2018Take him over to Barker and see to things Lucas. And make sure you tell him nothing visible. You know what I mean.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yessir,\u2019 said Lucas bowing his head slightly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Wait,\u2019 said Samuel and looked closely at Joe. \u2018What\u2019s your name boy?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe was still trying to quell his anger from the slap, and stood for a moment merely looking at the man. When Samuel asked the question for a second time, his anger spilled over and he clamped his jaw shut. Samuel sighed and turned to Lucas. \u2018Have Barker name him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at him, startled for a moment. \u2018My name is Joe,\u2019 he said with a tightness that betrayed his feelings.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Samuel turned back towards him. \u2018Joe. Joseph?\u2019 Joe nodded curtly. \u2018Have Barker put it down in the record book with his other details Lucas,\u2019 said the man and turned towards the house again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel sneered at Joe as he added sarcastically \u2018And make sure that you tell Barker to see to things for <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joseph<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">, won\u2019t you Lucas?\u2019 He turned on his heel and followed his uncle.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe continued to stare after them until Lucas touched him on the arm. \u2018Come on boy, follow me.\u2019 Joe turned to follow the man, looking around him as they crossed the front yard. For a moment he forgot about his desire to escape at the earliest possible opportunity, so engrossed as he was in checking out the property. By the time they had reached the barn he had decided that this was going to be no easy place to get away from. It was too far from the town for a start to consider trying for there to gain transport, and beside Joe didn\u2019t relish going back to the scene of \u2026\u2026. He tried to block all thoughts of the auction out of his mind with a shake of his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The property itself seemed to be well equipped with horses from what he could see in the barn as they entered, but the problem was that he had no idea of directions yet. Joe decided that the best option for him at this stage was to bide his time and find out as much about the surrounding district as he could to help him when the time was right. With this feeling he entered the barn confidently, only to be halted by the sight before him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Inside the large barn there were a number of animals, but there were also a number of men sitting around talking while a blacksmith tended to some horseshoes in the corner. They stopped and stared at himself and Lucas when they entered, and one of the men called out, \u2018Barker!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">From out of the shadows a large man emerged. He gave Joe an appraising look and then turned to Lucas. \u2018New?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas nodded. \u2018Yessir. Mr Edwards says nothing visible like.\u2019 Joe turned to him, the words sinking in for the first time, and wondered what he meant by that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker called across to the blacksmith \u2018Charlie, a new one for you!\u2019 and the man nodded. Barker then reached up and took a large book from the top shelf behind him and sat down as he opened it up. \u2018Name?\u2019 he asked as he picked up a pen and dipped it into an inkpot that had also been on the shelf. Joe stared at him, and Barker looked up to meet the boy\u2019s eyes. \u2018I said name?\u2019 he repeated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas interrupted, \u2018He said his name is Joseph sir.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker glared at him, but wrote it into the book. \u2018How old are you Joseph? Sixteen, seventeen?\u2019 he looked at Joe with his eyebrows raised.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe could not help himself and blurted out \u2018eighteen,\u2019 before thinking. The eyebrows raised even higher. \u2018Don\u2019t look it,\u2019 he answered before writing that down too. \u2018Parentage?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at him puzzled. \u2018Parentage?\u2019 Barker repeated again, then when he saw that Joe was genuinely puzzled as to his meaning he explained, \u2018Your parents \u2013 how much coloured blood in them? Not much by the looks of you, boy.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe\u2019s anger came to the surface again. \u2018My father is white, and so am I!\u2019 he countered<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker smiled. \u2018Well now boy, if that were the case then you wouldn\u2019t be here would you?\u2019 Joe stood silently. \u2018If your father is white, what about your mama? What\u2019s she? One quarter?\u2019 Joe acknowledged the man\u2019s remark with a slight tilt of his head. \u2018Well that makes you one eighth. Not much I grant you that, but enough.\u2019 Barker bent his head over the book and wrote some more. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yeah enough! Enough to get me here!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker shut the book with a bang and motioned to Lucas. \u2018Get out of here Lucas, we don\u2019t need you any more.\u2019 The man turned and left, but not before he gave Joe a look of sheer pity. Again, Joe wondered why.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker stood and called across to Charlie, \u2018You ready yet?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In a minute,\u2019 the man replied. Joe turned to face him and wondered just what on earth they were talking about.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker motioned to him with his hand. \u2018Over here Joseph.\u2019 Joe stood still, not ready to obey the man until he knew what he was getting himself into now. \u2018Over here,\u2019 Barker repeated, but still Joe stood still. Barker sighed and looked over towards the men who were seated in the corner. They stood and advanced upon Joe, who backed into a corner of the barn instinctively.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He struggled as he felt their hands on him, pulling against them as they walked him over to where Barker had indicated. The next thing he knew they had him on the ground and were holding on to him firmly. Barker loomed over him. \u2018Just calm down Joseph,\u2019 he said. \u2018Mr Edwards said he didn\u2019t want no visible marks on you so it\u2019s only the heel that we\u2019ll use. It won\u2019t take but a moment.\u2019 He sat down and lit a cigarette while he watched Charlie.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gasped as the realisation hit him of what was about to happen. Living on a ranch as he had done all his life, he had watched and performed branding on cattle and horses many times, and knew well the procedure. He could not believe that these men were about to do to him what he had done so many times to animals without even thinking about it. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">God no! Not that! Anything but that! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He struggled frantically in the grip of the men who were holding him down, but to no avail. As Charlie advanced upon him he felt his leg thrust forward and his left foot pulled upwards. He screamed aloud \u2018Get away from me you bastards! Leave me alone!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker\u2019s face loomed above his, and looked intently into his eyes before turning away again. Joe closed his eyes as he smelled the burning flesh that he knew was his own, and a searing pain on his heel caused him to throw his head back and scream out his agony to the world. His own screams were the last thing that he heard as he faded into unconsciousness and his body became limp.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Papa why did they hurt the little cows Papa?\u2019 the child tugged on his father\u2019s coat, his eyes wide. His father looked down at him and tried to calm the child. \u2018They need to mark them with our brand Joe, otherwise they might get lost.\u2019 The boy looked at his father sorrowfully. \u2018But they hurted them Papa. Why do they have to hurt them to do it?\u2019His father lifted the boy into his arms and stroked his hair. \u2018It\u2019s the only way we have of doing it Little Joe. Besides it doesn\u2019t hurt them for long, just a few minutes.\u2019 The boy looked down at the calves around them as the tears fell down his face. \u2018But they got hurted Papa!\u2019 he sobbed. His father continued to stroke his curls and murmured to him gently.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe felt his father stroking his curls and opened his eyes to smile at him. \u2018Pa?\u2019 he whispered. But as his eyes cleared he realised that the face in front of him was not in fact that of his father, but was large, round, smiling and \u2026.. very black! He blinked a few times to clear his vision, and peered intently upwards. Sure enough the face that stared back at him was that of a black woman probably in her mid-fifties. She leant closer to him and stroked his curls back off his forehead again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well, hello there! Back with us are ya?\u2019 she said in a jovial voice. \u2018Hang on hunny, \u2018 she continued as Joe struggled to get up, \u2018bit early for that yet. Lay still for a while an I\u2019ll put some o\u2019this on that foot o\u2019yours.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lay back and watched her as she moved down towards his foot and started to rub something into it. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">God! The pain! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a moment her face reappeared and she patted him on the head. \u2018Now lay still and let that begin ta work.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lay still and tried to do as she instructed him, but the pain in his foot intensified and he grimaced. Trying to keep his mind off it, he asked \u2018Who are you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Katie,\u2019 she smiled at him as she walked over to the large stove at the other end of the room and began stirring something on it. \u2018Ya can call me Momma Katie \u2013 everyone round here does!\u2019 She looked at him closely. \u2018What\u2019s your name hunny?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe,\u2019 he whispered and bit his lip to keep from moaning out with the pain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well Joe hunny, if you want that foot o\u2019yours to heal up properly, then keep still for a mite longer,\u2019 she continued as she handed him a plate of food. \u2018Here eat this up an it might make ya feel a bit better.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head and turned his body towards the wall, causing the pain to increase even more. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">How could we have done this to all those innocent animals? It does not go away after a few minutes!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019d eat if I were you!\u2019 Momma Katie continued, \u2018Best thing for ya! Food fixes most things.\u2019 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She sounds like Hoss.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No thank you,\u2019 Joe murmured. He closed his eyes and tried to stop the tears that he knew were hovering.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Momma Katie looked at him, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder. \u2018This is all new to ya ain\u2019t it hunny?\u2019 Joe nodded miserably. \u2018Thought so. Tell me where ya been before here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I come from Nevada,\u2019 he answered, trying to forget the pain that was washing over him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Nevada?\u2019 she queried. \u2018Where might that be?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned back to face her, trying to keep his foot still as he did so. \u2018You don\u2019t know where Nevada is?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She shook her head. \u2018Nope. Never been much further than Columbus meself.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s near California.\u2019 When she didn\u2019t appear to have understood, he continued. \u2018On the west coast.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ah! Long way then,\u2019 she nodded. \u2018Who\u2019d ya belong ta out there?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe frowned. \u2018I don\u2019t belong to anyone! I never have and I never will!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Momma Katie pursed her lips. \u2018Seems to me like ya do hunny. Take my advice and git used ta it. Make it easy on yaself.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe faced the wall again and wrapped his arms around his waist tightly. In spite of his best intentions the tears began to fall and he tried to brush them away without her seeing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Momma Katie continued her questioning. \u2018Must say I was surprised when Mr Barker brought ya in. Not much coloured in ya is there?\u2019 Joe was silent, but she persisted. \u2018How much coloured ya got in ya hunny?\u2019 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Why does everyone keep asking me that?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m white, not coloured!\u2019 he snapped.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She raised her eyebrows and scratched her head. \u2018Well now seems ta me that can\u2019t be right. Ya wouldn\u2019t be here if ya were.<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2019 Heard that one before recently!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Forget it!\u2019 he sighed and brushed away the tears that were by now falling freely down his face. He hated to think of her witnessing his humiliation in this way, and wished that she would just go away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Momma Katie sighed and moved back towards the stove. A moment later the door opened and Lucas poked his head around it. \u2018How\u2019s he doin?\u2019 he asked the cook.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Momma Katie pointed over towards Joe and shook her head. \u2018Seems ta think he don\u2019t belong here,\u2019 she said with more than a touch of pity in her voice. \u2018Seems ta think he don\u2019t belong to no one but hisself!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe heard the interchange between the two and turned to glare at Lucas. \u2018You knew what they were gonna do to me didn\u2019t you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas sat down next to the narrow cot on which Joe was lying. \u2018Yep,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Then why didn\u2019t ya warn me?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What good would that have done boy? What would ya have done if ya\u2019d known anyways?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I could have run!\u2019 Joe declared.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And just where would ya have run to, may I ask?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe bit his lip and remained silent. Lucas continued. \u2018Better ya didn\u2019t know boy. Ain\u2019t nothing anyone could of done about it anyway.\u2019 He bent down to peer at Joe\u2019s foot. \u2018How\u2019s it feel?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018How do ya think it feels?\u2019 Joe snapped and in spite of himself grimaced with the pain again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well ya won\u2019t be runnin anywhere for a while that\u2019s for sure!\u2019 Lucas declared. \u2018One good thing though, I doubt they\u2019ll put any irons on until ya can. At least ya won\u2019t have ta worry about that!\u2019 He patted Joe on the shoulder consolingly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at the man, his eyes widening in disbelief. \u2018Irons? You mean chains again?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yep. Not for a few days though, I\u2019d think. They does it with all the new ones till ya get the ideas about runnin out of ya head.\u2019 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Great! Now I\u2019ll have to convince them that I don\u2019t want to get away from here! How hard is that gonna be? <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sighed and turned towards the wall again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben slammed his fist into the wall for the tenth time that day and closed his eyes in frustration<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Three days! How much longer is that judge going to take? When he gets here I\u2019ll \u2026 <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He allowed his mind to fantasize for a few moments about the things that he would like to do to the sheriff and that Reardon character. Reardon! Ben hadn\u2019t seen him since he and that Bates had dragged Joseph out of the cell that day.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben closed his eyes and tried to block out the memory of the sight of his son, tied and helpless being manhandled in that fashion. He clenched his jaw and began to pace up and down the cell again. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe! Joe! Where are you son?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Never had Ben Cartwright felt so helpless. He was a strong and capable man who had never faced a situation that he couldn\u2019t handle. Even at the darkest times in his life, when his beloved wives had died, Ben still had something to cling to that would help him get through. Here he had nothing but his faith that God would be looking over his son and keep him safe until Ben could get to him. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Please God make that boy keep his temper! Don\u2019t let him lose control and get carried away with something he can\u2019t handle!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben knew from experience just how volatile that youngest boy of his could be, and he feared that Joe would pay dearly if he allowed his nature to overpower him<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Just stay calm Joe, I\u2019m coming to you as fast as I can. I promise you son!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked up at the stars through the tiny barred window. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Look after him Lord, just keep him safe!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> He prayed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel sat in the shade of the porch watching the activity in the garden below him, and frowned to see his uncle\u2019s newest purchase working his way slowly through the vegetable patch with a basket. He leant on the railing and peered closely at Joe, frowning as he did so.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And just what are you looking like that for?\u2019 his uncle\u2019s voice coming from behind startled him, and he turned quickly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Nothing much Uncle Samuel. I was just wondering why that new boy is having such an easy time of it in the garden when he could be put to much better use out in the fields. He looks young and strong, why is Barker letting him stay here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I never intended him for the fields,\u2019 his uncle replied. \u2018I actually thought with looks like that he might be a good addition to the household staff.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel frowned even more. \u2018He\u2019s not that good looking!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His uncle raised his eyebrows as he settled himself in his favourite chair and opened the paper. \u2018Why does it worry you where he is anyway?\u2019 he enquired.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It doesn\u2019t particularly worry me, I just can\u2019t stand to let these slaves get away with things. Why the garden?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Until he\u2019s trained for the house he has to go somewhere. It\u2019s the best place for him to get to know how things work around here.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why isn\u2019t he wearing leg irons?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Samuel put down his paper. \u2018I don\u2019t know Daniel. If it worries you that much, then why don\u2019t you find Barker and ask him?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I think I will,\u2019 Daniel replied and turned to leave the porch. His uncle sighed and hoped that the boy wasn\u2019t going to get into one of his moods again. He felt it was really too hot to bother about such things.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe bent down and dug up another potato, taking the weight of his body on his right foot and balancing his left beside him. He stumbled slightly as he tried to pull the vegetable up from the earth and lent on the ground beside him to steady himself. For a moment he stayed in this position and looked at his feet beneath him. He sighed to see how filthy they had already become, and thought back to Nathan on the train. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Wonder how long it\u2019ll be before they look as bad as his?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His heel began to ache again and he sat down for a moment to massage it. It was still very red and swollen and caused him considerable pain most of the time. He traced the outline of the mark on his heel and frowned when he thought about what it meant. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Damn bastards!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He looked up as a shadow fell over him, and held his hand up to shield his eyes from the glare of the sun. \u2018What do you think you\u2019re doing?\u2019 a voice yelled at him, and he frowned as he recognised it to be Daniel\u2019s. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Damn! So much for trying to stay away from him!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well? What are you doing?\u2019 Daniel repeated when Joe didn\u2019t answer him. \u2018Get up immediately!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe slowly got his feet balancing on one foot, and turned to face Daniel. The two men stood glaring at each other for a moment, then Daniel yelled over his shoulder. \u2018Barker! Over here!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The overseer sauntered over, taking his time. \u2018What is it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why is this boy not wearing leg irons? Surely the policy is for all new slaves to have them on?\u2019 He glared at Joe as he spat out the words.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No point at the moment sir,\u2019 Barker returned. \u2018He ain\u2019t goin anywhere with a foot in that condition.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel glanced down at Joe\u2019s foot and noticed the way he was not putting any weight on it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I don\u2019t care. Get them on him immediately!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker sighed. \u2018If you say so,\u2019 and walked away to the barn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood still, clenching and unclenching his fists. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Easy Joe, don\u2019t get into anything with him. You\u2019ll only regret it.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel turned back to him and slowly looked him up and down. \u2018Now as for you,\u2019 he said, \u2018when I ask you a question I expect an answer. Is that clear?\u2019 Joe said nothing. Daniel went slightly red and stepped forward. \u2018I said is that clear?\u2019 he yelled in Joe\u2019s face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Keep calm Joe. Think about what Pa said. <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes,\u2019 he mumbled as he looked at the ground.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes,\u2019 he repeated louder this time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel slapped him across the face, and went redder still. \u2018The correct response is <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">yes<\/span><\/i> <i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">sir!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2019 he yelled. Joe began to breathe deeply. \u2018Even an idiot like you should be able to understand that! Now say it!\u2019 Daniel yelled again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Pa, help me! I can\u2019t do this Pa! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood still and silent, merely staring at Daniel. As the other man lifted his arm to strike him again he took a step back and put his hand up to ward off the man\u2019s arm. Daniel stood for a moment, nonplussed, then his anger burst forth. \u2018How dare you! Lay a hand on me will you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe swallowed as he realised his mistake<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Now you\u2019ve done it. Thought this was what you were trying to avoid?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel over his shoulder again. \u2018Barker get out here now!\u2019 The overseer reappeared from the barn holding a fistful of chains. He shook his head to see what was happening, and walked over to where the two stood. As Daniel turned towards him he noticed the look in his eyes and frowned<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Not again! Why can\u2019t that boy just calm down for once!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel rounded on him. \u2018Barker get those leg irons on him now! Then I want him taken to the post,\u2019 he spat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018With all due respects sir, you uncle said he didn\u2019t want any marks left on him,\u2019 Barker replied calmly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I will deal with my uncle, now do as you\u2019re told!\u2019 Daniel turned on his heel and walked towards the house. \u2018Have him ready when I get back!\u2019 he yelled over his shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker turned to Joe and said, \u2018Now what did ya want to go and get him riled up like that for boy? Come on!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker grabbed Joe by the arm, but Joe by now had completely run out of patience and began to resist him. Barker stopped and looked at him. \u2018Take my advice boy and cooperate. You don\u2019t want to make things worse for yourself do ya?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at him and muttered, \u2018Get your hands off me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker sighed and sucked on his teeth. \u2018Well, guess ya do then. OK have it your own way.\u2019 He put his hand up swiftly and hit the side of Joe\u2019s head with the chain that he held. Joe swayed for a moment, and put his hand up to gain his balance again. Barker took the opportunity while he was recovering to knock him off his feet and he hit the earth with a thud.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Kneeling beside him, Barker began to place the irons around his ankles and shook his head as he did. \u2018You\u2019ll learn boy, you\u2019ll learn. Shame it\u2019s got to be on this way though. Come on!\u2019 He hauled Joe to his feet and began to march him across the garden.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why not?\u2019 Daniel demanded. \u2018He defied me and I won\u2019t have it uncle Samuel!\u2019 He thrust his chin forward and looked at his uncle defiantly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I told you before I don\u2019t want him marked. He\u2019s too valuable.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I will not have a slave raise a hand to me!\u2019 Daniel blustered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He what?\u2019 Samuel put down his paper.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He raised his hand to me.\u2019 Daniel knew his uncle would not approve of this from any slave, no matter what the price, and played his trump card to him. \u2018In front of all the others.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Samuel sighed. \u2018Just don\u2019t mark him permanently.\u2019 Daniel grinned and began to move away. \u2018Daniel, I mean it, \u2018 his uncle called after him. \u2018Nothing permanent mind!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018OK. I heard you. Leave it to me,\u2019 Daniel answered as he rushed away. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Leave it to me alright! There are many ways Joseph. You will obey me if it\u2019s the last thing you do!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe clenched his fists in an attempt to get some circulation back into his hands, but failed miserably. They were so tightly bound around the post in front of him that it was impossible to move them. He pushed back against the rough wood with his face to allow himself enough space to turn his head sideways and tried to get a glimpse of what was happening behind him, but discovered that he couldn\u2019t stretch that far. His foot was very painful and his right leg ached from taking the weight that he couldn\u2019t place on his left. He felt the wooden post scraping against his torso, as Barker had removed his shirt before leaving him there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe didn\u2019t know how long he had been tied here. It seemed that Daniel was in no rush though, that was for sure! Much and all as he wanted to end this, Joe was very frightened of what might be ahead. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Not that I\u2019m gonna let that bastard know it!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Behind him he heard the crunch of footsteps on the gravel and tried again to see behind him, but he just couldn\u2019t. Suddenly he felt a hand tracing a line down his back and heard a low laugh. Joe shivered involuntarily as a cold chill ran through his body.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well Joseph, not so smart now eh?\u2019 Daniel\u2019s face appeared in front of him and Joe steeled himself to look him directly in the eye without flinching. \u2018\u2019First we\u2019ll deal with your insolence and then we\u2019ll talk about instilling some manners into you.\u2019 Daniel grinned nastily at him, then disappeared again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe listened to the slow footsteps behind him and closed his eyes. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You can do this Joe. Don\u2019t let him know how scared you are. Don\u2019t give him the satisfaction of knowing! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He heard the swish of something that cut through the air and jerked as Daniel\u2019s laugh washed over him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t be so jumpy Joseph, just getting ready that\u2019s all.\u2019 Daniel came around to face Joe again and held up a long leather strap in his hand. \u2018Just be grateful it\u2019s not the whip I\u2019d like to use on you. You can thank my uncle for that!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe went cold as Daniel disappeared again. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Just get it over with you bastard! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Again he heard a swish through the air and felt his whole body tense as a sharp pain cut across his back. He bit his lip and closed his eyes even tighter. Another swish and another sharp cut across his back caused him to jerk forwards into the post and he screamed inside his head. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">God! Stop it, just stop it!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Again and again the blows continued until Joe had lost count. Each time the leather connected with his back he bit into his lip until blood began to appear, but never once did he cry out as he longed to. Suddenly the blows stopped and he opened his eyes to see Daniel in front of him again. \u2018That takes care of your insolence for now, I think.\u2019 He tapped the leather strap against his thigh and looked at Joe thoughtfully. \u2018Now there is still the matter of your manners Joseph. What is the correct response when you are told to do something boy?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stared at him, willing him to drop dead. \u2018I am waiting Joseph.\u2019 The leather strap hit against his thigh with sickening regularity. When Joe didn\u2019t reply, Daniel shrugged his shoulders. \u2018Very well, have it your own way.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe moaned quietly as the blows began to rain down upon his back again. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Pa, I can\u2019t! Please Pa, you said you\u2019d come, why haven\u2019t you come? God no. Please! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He found himself losing control and panicked to think that this might never end. He tried to shift his body away from the blows that kept coming and coming, and when he couldn\u2019t he started to moan as each blow landed where a previous one had already left it\u2019s mark.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What is the correct response Joseph?\u2019 Daniel\u2019s voice cut across his pain. Joe continued to moan softly. Suddenly he felt his head pulled back by the hair and felt like his neck was about to snap. He opened his eyes to see Daniel\u2019s face peering at him and for a moment they locked eyes. \u2018Well?\u2019 Daniel asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked into the dark eyes of the man standing so close to him and tried to imagine it was his father\u2019s face. The brown eyes stared at him so intently and he stared back into them. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Whatever it takes Joseph. Promise me son. Whatever it takes \u2026\u2026 I can\u2019t Pa, I just can\u2019t!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I can keep this up all day Joseph. It\u2019s your choice.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Promise me Joe.<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> He stared into the dark eyes. \u2018Yes sir,\u2019 he said softly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel smiled. \u2018Louder Joseph. What is the correct response?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe took a deep breath and continued to look into his father\u2019s eyes. \u2018Yes sir,\u2019 he said, louder this time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel nodded his head with satisfaction. \u2018See that you remember it boy.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018There there now hunny, just take it easy,\u2019 Katie tried to soothe Joe as he struggled to open his eyes. \u2018Lie still there.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He heard the quiet voice, felt the caress on his forehead and sank his face back down into the pillow with a sigh. \u2018Pa, pa,\u2019 he murmured.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ain\u2019t ya Pa, hunny. Just ya lie still for Katie now. That\u2019s it.\u2019 Joe felt her hands on his back and tensed his muscles. Immediately he felt a spasm of pain take hold of him, and cried out in agony. Katie\u2019s hands continued to lightly drift over his back while she rubbed in the healing salve, and she murmured to him as she did so.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe squirmed under her touch, light though it was, every movement an agony to him. He shut his eyes tightly, trying to will the pain away and listening to her words to try and keep his mind off the burning sensation that threatened to make him scream aloud.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Now ya just can\u2019t go on like this hunny. Old Katie has too much ta do without looking after you all the time ya know.\u2019 She clicked her tongue to make a soothing sound and patted his arm. \u2018Iffen ya weren\u2019t hurtin so much I\u2019d tell ya off, that I would!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe squirmed again in spite of himself. He opened his eyes and turned his head to look at her. \u2018I didn\u2019t do anything wrong,\u2019 he whispered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She tapped him lightly on the head. \u2018Ya didn\u2019t use this though did ya? Ya just gotta learn not ta be so stupid ya know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What?\u2019 he whispered again. His mind was screaming with the pain and he tried to focus on what she was saying.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Do what they tell ya and ya won\u2019t end up like this of course! It don\u2019t take much ya know! It ain\u2019t a bad life if ya let yaself get used ta it!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe began to whimper softly as he squirmed and Katie realised that the boy was in too much pain to be taking any notice of her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Come on now. Keep still for Katie. That\u2019s it. Nothin to be gained by fightin now.\u2019 Her soft voice lulled him back into unconsciousness and he surrendered himself to sleep.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018One month imprisonment to be served in the town jail!\u2019 pronounced Judge Morrison as he banged his gavel on the bench.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stared at him opened-mouthed. \u2018What!\u2019 he yelled. \u2018You can\u2019t be serious!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The judge looked at him. \u2018I am deadly serious Mr Cartwright, and if you don\u2019t contain yourself I\u2019ll make it two months!\u2019 He motioned to the sheriff to escort Ben from the room, but Ben brushed him off and stepped forward to the bench.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018How can you seriously expect me to accept this?\u2019 thundered Ben. \u2018First of all the man pressing the charges is not even here, and there are no witnesses to the event. Plus on top of that I don\u2019t even have legal representation!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The judge glared back at him. \u2018You have been offered legal representation Mr Cartwright \u2026.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018In a town that has no lawyer!\u2019 interrupted Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018If you are prepared to wait until a lawyer can be contacted in New Orleans \u2026.\u2019 continued Judge Morrison, \u2018then \u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And just how long would that take Judge? I have a feeling no one here would be in any hurry to help me contact one.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The judge shrugged his shoulders. \u2018And as for your other statement Mr Cartwright, I have a full account in writing from Mr Reardon and the sheriff has vouched for what happened. Sheriff, please escort Mr Cartwright from the court.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben brushed him off again. \u2018And what about my son? What about what has happened to him?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The judge sighed. \u2018Your son is not my concern. I have dealt with the case before me, and I have nothing else to say on the matter. Good day!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben struggled in the grasp of the sheriff. \u2018I demand to be heard!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You have been heard Mr Cartwright! Sheriff, remove him!\u2019 The sheriff pulled Ben from the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The judge stood up and stretched. It had been a long day and he was ready for a good meal. \u2018Judge?\u2019 He turned as the sheriff re-entered the room. \u2018Cartwright is back in his cell, but he\u2019s asking to send a wire to Nevada. What would you like me to do?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Permission denied,\u2019 said the Judge. \u2018Unless he\u2019s contacting a lawyer, he will just have to wait until the month is up.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It ain\u2019t no lawyer he wants, it\u2019s his sons who live there.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The Judge shook his head. \u2018No.\u2019 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Matt you sure owe me now! Passing sentence on a man without you present was one thing, but denying him contact with his family now is another completely. If it weren\u2019t for the things I owe you for back in our college days, well I just wouldn\u2019t be taking this risk! This is going to take some fancy talking when Cartwright does eventually get out \u2013 I hope you appreciate it!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ya want ta get yourself in trouble boy?\u2019 Lucas glared down at Joe and pointed the riding crop that he was holding at him as he sat on the step of the cabin. His back was aching and he was sitting down for a few moments in an attempt to ease it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe frowned as he looked up at the man. \u2018I ain\u2019t done nuthin!\u2019 he declared.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Exactly!\u2019 Lucas replied. \u2018Shouldn\u2019t ya be in the garden working?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lowered his head and muttered, \u2018I \u2018spose. Don\u2019t they even take into account around here that it\u2019s Sunday?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018How d\u2019ya know its Sunday?\u2019 Lucas asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You told me, remember? Joe replied. It worried him that if the man hadn\u2019t casually mentioned it he wouldn\u2019t even have known. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You don\u2019t even know what day of the week it is Joe. You\u2019re losin it!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Anyway, isn\u2019t that what the buggy\u2019s for?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yep! Lucky me! I get ta drive em into church each week,\u2019 said Lucas with a sneer. \u2018Well at least it gets me outta here for a while and I get a look at town.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018They keep letting ya drive off and ya don\u2019t keep goin! I don\u2019t understand ya!\u2019 declared Joe. \u2018If they let me do that then \u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Then ya\u2019d take off!\u2019 interrupted Lucas. \u2018And that\u2019s exactly why ya\u2019ve still got them things on.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe frowned as he looked down at the leg-irons around his ankles. \u2018How long do they usually leave \u2018em on for?\u2019 he asked hopefully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Usually till they\u2019re sure ya\u2019ll stay put. In your case, probably ten years!\u2019 Lucas grinned at him. \u2018I told ya before boy, learn ta play the game and ya life would be much easier.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m trying, but it\u2019s real hard,\u2019 said Joe. \u2018As soon as my Pa comes \u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas shook his head. \u2018Not that again! Listen boy, how long have ya been here now?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018A bit over a week.\u2019 Joe replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Plenty of time for ya Pa ta have got here if he was comin. Face it boy, he ain\u2019t comin for ya.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe leapt to his feet. \u2018He is so comin! My Pa said he\u2019d be here and he meant it! He\u2019d never let me down! He\u2019d never let me stay here like a \u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018A slave?\u2019 Lucas finished for him. \u2018No boy, ya ain\u2019t <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">like<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> a slave, ya <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">are<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> a slave. It\u2019s about time ya accepted that!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Never! I ain\u2019t no one\u2019s slave, and I never will be! My Pa is comin for me and then I\u2019ll go back ta what I was before!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe clenched his fists and glared at Lucas.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Suddenly the front door of the main house opened and Samuel came out onto the porch. He glanced over in their direction. \u2018You there, Lucas! Bring that buggy around here now. We \u2018re nearly ready to leave.\u2019 He turned towards the house. \u2018Daniel, hurry up!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Come on, pretend like ya helping me with the horses,\u2019 said Lucas. \u2018Make yaself look useful or you\u2019ll be in for it.\u2019 He handed Joe the reins and they began to walk the horses towards the house. Joe patted the horse as he walked and thought about his own horse at home, Cochise. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Wonder how old Coochie\u2019s going? Bet he misses<\/span><\/i> <i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">me<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The thought of his beloved horse brought a lump to his throat and he felt the tears spring to his eyes as he stood holding the horse\u2019s head. Memories of a Sunday morning not so long ago came flooding back to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph you know as well as I do that we go in the buggy to church every week. Why should today be any different?\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I just thought I\u2019d be able to give Cooch a workout on the way, Pa. He kinda needs it, ya know?\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No I don\u2019t know. Why would that horse suddenly need an extra workout when you\u2019ve been riding him all week may I ask?\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well it won\u2019t hurt him.\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Young man I\u2019ll hurt you if you don\u2019t get into that buggy immediately! You are holding up your brothers and I, and I don\u2019t want to be late for church again because of you.\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But Pa\u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t you \u2018but Pa\u2019 me! Move it Joseph!\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You there! What do you think you\u2019re doing with that horse? Who gave you permission to be here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel glared at Joe as he descended the stairs. He was dressed in what was obviously his Sunday best, which only served to make Joe more aware of his own clothing which was beginning to become rather tattered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well?\u2019 Daniel repeated. \u2018Who gave you permission?\u2019 Joe looked at him, trying to keep the dislike out of his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I asked him to help with the horses sir,\u2019 interrupted Lucas. \u2018I didn\u2019t think it would do any harm sir.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Really?\u2019 Daniel said with a scornful expression. He grabbed the reins from Little Joe\u2019s hands. \u2018Get back to where you should be boy! Now!\u2019 he added when Joe hesitated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned and began to walk away from him<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Gladly! Who\u2019d want ta be around you anyways! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When he reached the side of the house he hesitated and turned to see Lucas driving the buggy down the driveway, with Samuel and Daniel seated in the back. Joe had a sense of somehow watching himself from a distance.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That\u2019s where I belong! Goin off ta church in my Sunday best, not here watchin them instead. This is not fair!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> He kicked a bucket that was near him and sent it flying, only to regret it as the leg-irons pinched on his ankle again. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This is not where I belong!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe leant against the wall and closed his eyes as he thought about it. He was so used to being surrounded by people who cared for him. Ever since he could remember, his father and brothers had doted on him and let him know it. Of course Pa had been strict and had made sure that Joe knew exactly where he stood with rules, but he enforced those rules because of his love for his son. Here it was all different. Rules were to be enforced not out of love, but out of the absolute belief that he was an inferior being<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. I am just as good as he is \u2013 in fact I\u2019m better than that measly worm! I deserve to be treated better than this!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But in his heart, Joe knew that no one around here saw it like that. Even Katie, whom he was becoming quite fond of, kept telling him to know his place<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Well my place is not here! I am not goin ta stand for this treatment! When Pa comes \u2026 <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe concentrated his thoughts on his father and prayed to God that he would be quick.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/b><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well what was that all about?\u2019 asked Samuel as they disappeared down the driveway.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel scowled at him. \u2018All what?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You know very well what I\u2019m talking about,\u2019 replied his uncle. \u2018What do you have against that boy?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I don\u2019t have anything against him. He\u2019s not worth thinking about\u2019 said Daniel. \u2018I just don\u2019t see why you keep him around the house that\u2019s all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I told you before. I want to train him to eventually become one of the house staff.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He should be out in the fields where he belongs.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well he\u2019s not! A boy with looks like that is worth a fortune, and I\u2019m not having him ruined by being out there. I\u2019ve got plans for that boy and they don\u2019t include making him old before his time.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel looked at his uncle suspiciously. \u2018What plans?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I told you, he\u2019s going to eventually be part of the house staff. He\u2019ll make an excellent addition if he can be trained properly. And apart from that I mean to make back some of the money I spent on him. God knows he cost enough!\u2019 Samuel stretched back on the seat and watched the clouds as they rolled along the road. \u2018I\u2019ll have to get Bates to check. If we haven\u2019t got anything light-skinned enough then I\u2019ll have to go back to the auction house I suppose. I\u2019m not wasting that boy\u2019s colouring on anything much darker than he is unless I have to.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel laughed. \u2018I see what you mean! Breed them light and sell them high!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Samuel looked at him. \u2018Well it\u2019s only good business isn\u2019t it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In front of them, Lucas frowned as he sat holding the reins. He quickened the pace as best he could so that they would reach the church as soon as possible. He had no desire to sit and listen to their conversation any longer then was absolutely necessary.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Hold still now hunny, or I\u2019ll be pullin this plum outta ya scalp,\u2019 Katie tugged at the comb as she pulled it through Joe\u2019s unruly locks. \u2018I\u2019ve never seen hair so thick!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ow,\u2019 yelled Joe as she pulled on a particularly stubborn knot. \u2018Can\u2019t ya be more careful?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She hit the side of his head with a brush that she held in her other hand. \u2018Now don\u2019t ya go telling me off there hunny! Ya think yaself lucky I\u2019m doin this at all for ya!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He sat as still as he could, while rubbing the side of his head where she\u2019d hit him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s no use, I\u2019m just goin ta have ta cut some of em out!\u2019 She ran her fingers through the mane of curls. \u2018It could do with it anyways. How long since ya\u2019ve had a haircut hunny?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shrugged. \u2018I dunno. Just before I left home I spose. A few weeks I guess. Don\u2019t you cut too much off! I like it long!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She hit him again with the brush. \u2018I\u2019ll cut just as much as I think it needs! Now keep still!\u2019 After a few moments she added. \u2018Ya have ta look a bit more decent than this if ya goin ta work in the main house.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe frowned. \u2018I don\u2019t want to go anywhere near that house!\u2019 he declared, and received another swipe on the head. \u2018Ow! Quit doin that will ya?\u2019 he rubbed his head again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019ll quit hittin ya when ya gets some brains inta that head of yours,\u2019 Katie said, waving the brush at him. \u2018Ya can just be thankful that ya not goin out ta the fields where ya probably should be goin.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe knew that she was right. He had seen the field workers coming in after a day\u2019s work, so tired that some of them could hardly stand. He knew he was lucky to be spared the backbreaking labour that they endured, but even so he knew that in ways it would have been easier to cope with. At least out there he wouldn\u2019t be running into Daniel at all, and there was no danger of him losing his temper and getting into any trouble. At least he didn\u2019t think so.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018There now, that sure looks better!\u2019 Katie stood back to critically appraise her work on his hair.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe reached up and ran his fingers through it. \u2018You\u2019ve scalped me!\u2019 he yelled. \u2018You\u2019ve cut it all off!\u2019 He ducked as he saw another swipe coming his way.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I haven\u2019t at all,\u2019 the woman replied. \u2018Ya look much more presentable now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You sound like my Pa!\u2019 said Joe ruefully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie picked up a strand of hair and looked at it closely. \u2018Well ya may not have the black fuzz like lots of us do, but ya\u2019ve got the kinks that show you\u2019re one of us all right!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe frowned at her. \u2018I do not!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She held out the piece of curly hair towards him. \u2018Well what would ya call that? Did ya momma have hair that was curly like this?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yeah I think so,\u2019 replied Joe thoughtfully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well there ya go then!\u2019 pronounced Katie. \u2018She gave ya the curls that she got from her momma without a doubt!\u2019 She stopped for a moment. \u2018What do ya mean ya think so? Don\u2019t ya know?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I don\u2019t remember her much, she died when I was little,\u2019 replied Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie looked at him with pity. \u2018Really? When ya said ya grew up with ya papa and ya brothers I thought ya meant her too.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No. I remember her a little bit, but not very much,\u2019 Joe replied. \u2018Wish I did though.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why?\u2019 asked Katie. \u2018Seems ta me all ya want ta do is forget her.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stared at her. \u2018How can you say that? How would you even know?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Stands ta reason hunny.\u2019 Katie replied calmly. \u2018She\u2019s the one ya got ya colour from ain\u2019t she?\u2019 Joe nodded. \u2018Well ya\u2019ve done nothing but tell everyone ya white like ya daddy, not coloured. So I reckon ya don\u2019t want ta remember ya mama or have any claim on her at all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at the woman appalled. \u2018But I didn\u2019t mean that!\u2019 he declared.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She put her hands on her hips and stared at him with a challenging look. \u2018Well what did ya mean hunny?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I meant that \u2026 well she didn\u2019t know she was coloured, and \u2026..\u2019 Joe wasn\u2019t sure now what he meant.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Seems ta me if ya wanted ta love ya mama, ya\u2019d do it no matter what she was.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I did love her! I still do!\u2019 Joe declared. \u2018My Pa\u2019s told me all about her and I \u2026.\u2019 He looked at Katie angrily. \u2018You don\u2019t know what you\u2019re talkin about!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No?\u2019 she replied. \u2018Well then why don\u2019t ya admit ta what you are? What she was?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood silently, confused about things. Katie smiled at him and patted him on the shoulder. \u2018Ya think about it hunny, it\u2019ll come ta ya when ya ready. Now, let\u2019s see ta that back of yours again. I think ya\u2019d better have a wash and then I\u2019ll put some more salve on it for ya. Over there.\u2019 She indicated a washtub. \u2018Here\u2019s some hot water from the stove and ya can get that hair of yours washed as well. Now get ya clothes off!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at her, stunned. \u2018What, here?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She swiped him on the head again.\u2019 Now don\u2019t ya start any of that nonsense! Ya ain\u2019t got anything I ain\u2019t seen before. Momma Katie is well used ta getting youngsters like you clean, that\u2019s for sure.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No way am I havin a bath with you here!\u2019 said Joe indignantly as he stood and glared at her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Suit yaself! But if I come back and ya haven\u2019t got every inch of ya looking presentable then I\u2019ll drag ya back inta that tub meself! Now move!\u2019 She waggled a finger at him as she left the room. I\u2019ll give ya as much time as I think ya need, then I\u2019m comin back whether ya ready or not!\u2019 As she closed the door she chuckled out loud. \u2018Thinks I\u2019ve never seen a body before!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe eased himself into the tub and longed to soak for a while, but he quickly began to rub the soap into his hair afraid that she might just take it into her head to come back. As he rubbed he thought about what the woman had said. Was he really ashamed of his mother? He didn\u2019t feel that he was, but as she had been part coloured, then maybe he was denying his link to her through his declaration that he was white. It hadn\u2019t occurred to him before that he might be in fact denying a part of who his mother was, and he suddenly felt ashamed and guilty that he had. He eased himself back into the water to soak his head and think about it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Mr Cartwright I understand how you feel, but believe me there is absolutely nothing that I can do about it! I am a lawyer, and as such must work within the boundaries of the law.\u2019 Mr Porter stared across the table at the man opposite him with an exasperated look.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben hit the table again with his fist and caused a pile of papers on it to fall. \u2018What do you mean there\u2019s nothing you can do? I\u2019m held against my will for over a week by that poor excuse for a lawman not to mention sentenced by a judge with no real proof, and you won\u2019t act?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018As I\u2019ve already told you Mr Cartwright, the judge was merely acting within the boundaries of the law. There was an assault charge laid against you and he had no choice but to sentence you. You surely cannot hold him responsible for the fact that this Mr Reardon is now nowhere to be found.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I most certainly do hold him partially responsible! He had no right to sentence me without Reardon present.\u2019 Ben thundered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He had an eyewitness account of what had happened.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I told you before, the sheriff was not in the room when it happened! There was only Reardon and Bates, and neither of them was in Boutte by the time the judge arrived. The sheriff is lying, and I know he was in on this scheme from the beginning!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And just how do you know that? Did you at any time hear this Mr Reardon give the sheriff any indication to that effect?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well no I didn\u2019t actually hear him \u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And do you admit that you did in fact strike Mr Reardon?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well yes I did, but he was \u2026\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The lawyer stood up. \u2018Mr Cartwright I do sympathise, truly I do, but there is absolutely nothing that I can do for you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood and faced him with his hands on his hips. \u2018Well then what about my son? I want charges laid against this Reardon for what he did to my boy! I demand that you do something about this!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The lawyer sighed again. \u2018As far as I can see, the papers seem to be in order.\u2019 He paused before he continued. \u2018Mr Cartwright I understand how difficult this must be for you. I can only begin to imagine how hard it must have been for you to witness a scene like that where your own son was dragged away from you. But I simply cannot act in any way for you within the law.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked at the man stunned, and then brushed his hand over his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Mr Porter continued. \u2018However if you want my advice\u2026..\u2019 Ben looked up at him. \u2018You will forget what happened for now. The important thing as far as I see it is to get after that boy now if you want to find him. Let the rest of it wait until you have found him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018Yes you\u2019re right. The important thing now is Joe. I have to concentrate on finding him.\u2019 He turned to leave the room. \u2018But I will be back,\u2019 he said. \u2018Rest assured, this is not over by any means.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Here try this,\u2019 Momma Katie thrust the spoon close to Joe\u2019s face and he had no option other than to open his mouth and accept it. \u2018Well, whatcha think hunny?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Mmm. It\u2019s great,\u2019 he answered with his mouth full. \u2018Hop Sing couldn\u2019t do any better.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And who\u2019s this Hop Sing when he\u2019s at home?\u2019 Katie demanded with her hands on her hips in a failed attempt to look angry.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He\u2019s our cook at \u2026. at home,\u2019 Joe answered. The words made the feeling of homesickness wash over him again. He sat up straighter and tried to ease his aching back, and then frowned when he realised that it wouldn\u2019t help.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Momma Katie looked at him and noticed the look on his face. \u2018Ya miss that home of yours a mite don\u2019t ya?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He nodded and shrugged his shoulders, trying not to look too depressed. \u2018Yeah, but I\u2019ll be back there soon one way or another so it don\u2019t matter much.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie frowned at him and waved her spoon in his face. \u2018I thought we\u2019d had all that out! Don\u2019t ya go doin nothin stupid!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe smiled at her. \u2018Me? Never!\u2019 he declared and they both laughed. Joe stopped when he realised that it was the first time he had laughed for a long time, and in spite of the circumstances it felt good. He fiddled with the utensils on the table where he was seated. \u2018Momma Katie?\u2019 he asked after a moment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes hunny?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t you ever want to go home?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She stared at him. \u2018Well now what kind o talk is that? I am home of course.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But don\u2019t you ever want to be free?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And just what would I do if I were free? No I\u2019m much better off here where I belong. I was born here, and I guess it\u2019s best iffen I die here as well,\u2019 she declared. \u2018Sides I couldn\u2019t go and leave my George now, could I?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018George? Who\u2019s George?\u2019 Joe asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018My darlin George. My baby. He\u2019s restin over in the cemetery now, but he\u2019d sure be lonely iffen his Momma Katie didn\u2019t come to visit now and then,\u2019 she replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I didn\u2019t know ya had a son,\u2019 Joe said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Got more than one,\u2019 she replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018How many children do you have Momma Katie?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Let me think. Seventeen, no eighteen,\u2019 she smiled at him. \u2018Sometimes it\u2019s easy to lose count.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Eighteen!\u2019 Joe exclaimed. \u2018Where are they all? Do they live here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Nope. Don\u2019t rightly know where they is to be honest. They was all sold off when they was little. All cept George that is. He was kind of puny like, bit like you,\u2019 she gestured towards Joe with her spoon, \u2018so they let me keep him here.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe tried not to take offence at her reference to him being puny. \u2018How long ago did he die?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Let\u2019s see now, would be about nine years ago I guess. He died from the fever when he was about ten.\u2019 She shook her head as she continued. \u2018Missed him something dreadful when he went. Guess he\u2019d be about your age now if he was still here.\u2019 She stopped and looked at Joe. \u2018You remind me of him a bit. Puny, but with lots of spunk. Was always a bit hard to get through that head of his too.\u2019 She tapped him on the side of his head with her spoon. \u2018Maybe that\u2019s why I like ya hunny!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe smiled at her. \u2018I like you too Momma Katie, and I\u2019m sure mighty grateful for ya helping me with my foot and all the rest of \u2026..\u2019 his voice trailed off as he remembered the cook\u2019s tenderness when he desperately needed someone to comfort him and tend to his back.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Lord! That weren\u2019t nuthin,\u2019 she declared, then studied his face for a moment. \u2018But ya got to promise me that ya won\u2019t get into no more trouble!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Can\u2019t do that,\u2019 said Joe with a shrug of his shoulders. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">How can I promise her when I couldn\u2019t even keep a promise to my own father? <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019ll try, but I can\u2019t promise.\u2019 He hung his head and sighed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Momma Katie sat down next to him. \u2018Ya know hunny, it\u2019s not too bad here iffen ya\u2019d only let yaself have time ta get used to it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s different for you. You were born here. You\u2019ve never known what it is like to be free!\u2019 he declared.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She shrugged her shoulders. \u2018Well maybe ya\u2019ll feel better when they find ya a nice pretty little thing.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She patted him on the shoulder. \u2018Just what ya need I reckon. They\u2019ll find ya a nice one too. Boy with your looks and light colour, they\u2019ll get lots o pretty little ones from ya that\u2019s for sure!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe jerked back from her and slapped her hand from his shoulder. \u2018What? Surely you\u2019re not serious?\u2019 he exclaimed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She looked at him for a moment. \u2018Now there ya go again! Just take it as it comes hunny, and stop frettin bout it all. Did ya really think they\u2019d let ya go to waste without makin a bit o money out of ya?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe felt the bile begin to rise into his throat and found that he couldn\u2019t speak. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You\u2019ve got to be joking! They wouldn\u2019t! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But in his heart he knew that she probably spoke the truth<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Never! They\u2019re not gonna do that to me! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He turned his back on her and clutched his arms around his waist as he stood there fighting for control of himself before he spoke. After a moment he heard Katie ask anxiously, \u2018You alright hunny?\u2019 He nodded and left the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe walked around the back of the kitchen and stood against the wall. He found it difficult to breathe and felt dizzy. The realization of what Momma Katie had just said began to sink in fully, and he leant over and retched his heart out. For several moments he stood there bent over and when he had finished felt no better for it. He slid down the wall and crouched into a foetal position on the ground, sinking his head to his knees and rocking backwards and forwards. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I can\u2019t believe she said that! These people are animals! They are not goin to treat me like that though, that\u2019s for sure! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He looked up to the sky and focused on the white fluffy clouds drifting slowly across the sky and tried to reach in his mind the one person who had always stood by him no matter what.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Pa! Please Pa! Where are you? <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The tears began to roll down his face.<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> You said you\u2019d come for me Pa, so why haven\u2019t you? I\u2019m trying Pa, I really am, but I can\u2019t do this any more. I just can\u2019t! I know I promised you, and I haven\u2019t meant to let you down, but God Pa! I just can\u2019t do this any more!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben walked out of the bank and shielded his eyes against the glare of the hot midday sun. Against his waist he felt the money belt that was tightly wrapped around him, and frowned to think of the risk that he was taking by carrying so much cash at one time. Not that it mattered what happened to the money, as the only thing that mattered now was to get to Joseph as quickly as possible. Ben didn\u2019t know what circumstances he might find his son in, and so had decided that the best thing was to ensure that he had the means to free Joseph as soon as possible the minute he found him. Ready cash might be the only way to do that, and he was prepared now to hand it over at a moment\u2019s notice if need be.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He sighed as he thought of Adam and Hoss\u2019 reaction if they knew what was happening. He felt guilty about lying to them in the wire he had sent telling them that everything was fine, but Ben knew his boys well and was certain that if they knew what was really happening, then nothing on this earth would keep them from leaving straight away to join him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The last thing he needed was three men blasting their way into an unknown situation that could perhaps hurt Joseph even more without realising it. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">No, better to do this by myself. If I find I need them later, then I\u2019ll call on them then. Besides, I\u2019m not prepared to sit here in New Orleans and wait! Every minute is important \u2013 Joseph is not going to remain in this condition for a moment longer than is absolutely necessary!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He made his way towards the train depot, fingering his ticket in his pocket to make sure that it was still there. It had not taken much to discover the direction that Bates had taken with the boy. Ben had been fairly sure that New Orleans would be the best place for him to depart from and all it had taken was a few enquiries and some well placed bribes to get the information he had needed. Bates had left from New Orleans travelling east by train. He had booked passage for himself and an unknown companion. Ben seethed when the train clerk had let him know that the companion was booked into the luggage compartment, which meant that he was a slave<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. My son treated in this way! Wait until I get my hands on these people!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lifted the second water bucket out of the well and bent down to pick up the first one that he had filled. He found it easier to lift them when they were balanced one in each hand like this, and although his back ached from the effort he managed to stumble across the yard using short steps that didn\u2019t stretch the chain too much.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Here, there\u2019s another two. Is that enough?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie turned from the stove where she was stirring a pot full of something and said. \u2018I\u2019ll tell ya when it\u2019s enough, now get!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe grinned at her. \u2018You sound like them up there!\u2019 he indicated the main house. \u2018Ya getting all bossy Momma Katie!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Gettin?\u2019 she said indignantly. \u2018I ain\u2019t gettin anything! I was born this way!\u2019 She chuckled. \u2018Now get two more buckets.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe went to do as she told him to. It was strange he thought, how he didn\u2019t mind taking orders from her at all. It was different than when anyone else around here told him what to do. When he was given an order his blood boiled, although he was learning not to show it. But when Katie told him what to do he didn\u2019t seem to mind much at all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It seemed to Joe that the reason was that he knew Katie liked him. No one else here seemed to, that was for sure! Maybe Lucas. Although the man was so hard to read and there were times when Joe wasn\u2019t even sure about him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe had been used to taking orders his whole life. Being the youngest he was constantly on the receiving end of being told what to do, and had many times argued against this. He was a strong willed boy and often stepped outside the boundaries that his father and brothers set for him. But it was different here. Joe was beginning to realise that to step outside the boundaries here would not earn him a talking to or a token punishment to teach him a lesson, but a swift and often painful punishment. Katie was the exception and he clung to the fact that there was a tiny piece of positive feeling for him here amongst all this bitterness and hate.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He struggled in with the next two buckets of water and put them down by the stove, and Katie acknowledged him with a smile. \u2018Thanks hunny. Sit a spell and have a rest. Ya back must still be hurtin.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sat down. \u2018Mmm, a bit. Can\u2019t stay too long though, or they\u2019ll be after me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie didn\u2019t need to ask who <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">they<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> were. \u2018Now ya must admit, things are easier up here rather than out there, ain\u2019t they?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yeah I spose,\u2019 Joe acknowledged.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ya know hunny, I think ya\u2019ll be happy here after all. Ya just need ta learn ta look for the good here.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Good?\u2019 Joe exclaimed. \u2018Ya got to be kiddin! There ain\u2019t nothin good about this place! Nothin at all!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What ya mean? Ya gets enough ta eat don\u2019t ya?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yeah.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And if ya do as ya told they don\u2019t hurt ya none do they?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t know. I haven\u2019t stayed out of trouble that long yet ta find out.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie glared at him and wiggled her finger. \u2018Don\u2019t ya be sassy! Well what more do ya want hunny? Learn ta be happy with what ya got!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Are you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie stood looking at him. \u2018Am I what?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Happy?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Course I am! Why wouldn\u2019t I be?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018Oh I don\u2019t know! I guess I thought ya might like ta be free or something! Just a thought,\u2019 he said sarcastically.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie looked at him puzzled for a moment. \u2018Are you funnin me?\u2019 she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood up. \u2018Me? Never!\u2019 They smiled at each other. \u2018Well I better get back out there or I\u2019ll get into trouble,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well I do declare I think ya learning!\u2019 she said. \u2018See? I knew ya\u2019d catch on eventually!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe left the kitchen and returned to the stables where he continued to clean out the stalls, another job that he was now instructed to complete each morning. At least here he felt a little happier. If he allowed his mind to wander a bit, he could even pretend that he was still at home and doing his usual chores.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As he worked he thought about Katie and how happy she seemed. He just couldn\u2019t understand it. How could anyone be happy here when someone else owned them? How could she so readily accept the fact that she had no rights of her own, and was forever answerable to others? He shook his head. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Well, if she thinks I\u2019m gonna end up like that she can think again!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He suddenly stopped<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. But here I am thinking how lucky I am to be working here instead of out in the garden again. Is this the beginning of me getting used ta it? God I hope not!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> It scared him that he could think in this way.<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Please God don\u2019t let me be like them! Don\u2019t let me get used to this! I want to go home! Please! This isn\u2019t my home, and I don\u2019t want ta start thinking like it is! Please Pa, come and take me home. Where are you?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> A noise behind him made him turn and he came face to face with Daniel. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Oh great! Just what I need today! Hold your tongue Joe, remember not ta let him get ta you!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Saddle the black for me boy,\u2019 Daniel commanded. Joe put down his pitchfork and walked awkwardly over to the horse, while Daniel sat on a barrel and watched him. He leant back and stretched his legs out in front of him while he waited. After a few moments he spoke. \u2018I suppose you\u2019re happier in here than out in the garden?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe didn\u2019t know if an answer was expected of him, so he continued to work silently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I asked you a question boy!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe concentrated on the horse in front of him as he replied. \u2018Yes.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes sir.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe didn\u2019t want to encourage any further conversation with the man, so he merely shrugged. Daniel poked him with his riding crop. \u2018I asked you why?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe took a deep breath. \u2018Cause I like horses.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You know what you\u2019re doing with them, I\u2019ve noticed that.\u2019 Joe continued to work. \u2018You worked with horses before?\u2019 Joe nodded. \u2018Where?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018On my father\u2019s ranch.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Your father\u2019s \u2026\u2026\u2019 Daniel laughed. \u2018Your father owns a ranch? Really?\u2019 he said quite amused. Joe glared at him in spite of himself. \u2018And just where would this ranch be Joseph? In California with all the cowboys?\u2019 He chuckled again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No. It\u2019s in Nevada,\u2019 Joe replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel frowned at him. \u2018Well I must say you certainly have a vivid imagination Joseph. I think it\u2019s going to be quite amusing having you here after all. A ranch indeed!\u2019 He laughed again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe frowned as he lifted the saddle onto the horse\u2019s back. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yes a ranch you idiot! Is that so hard to understand?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I do believe that my uncle may have got his money\u2019s worth with you after all Joseph!\u2019 continued Daniel. \u2018We\u2019ll have to make sure that we use your talents well now, won\u2019t we?\u2019 Joe didn\u2019t think that this question deserved an answer, and in fact Daniel didn\u2019t sound like he was looking for one.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe led the horse out of the stall and waited. Daniel came over to pat the animal before taking the reins. \u2018Beautiful animal isn\u2019t he?\u2019 Joe indicated his assent with a slight nod of his head. \u2018We bred him ourselves you know. We maintain pure bloodlines around here if we can \u2013 in animals and slaves!\u2019 He looked directly at Joe with a sneer. \u2018My uncle has it in mind for you to be quite useful in that department as well.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood frozen to the spot, unable to move or speak. He tried to shut his ears to what the man was inferring, and averted his eyes as he picked up the pitchfork again to divert his attention away from the situation. Daniel, however, was enjoying himself. \u2018Not that I quite agree you know. A boy like you probably wouldn\u2019t even know what to do. But don\u2019t worry, we\u2019ll find you a pretty little thing who\u2019ll show you!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe felt his breathing becoming rapid and his grip on the pitchfork tightened<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Don\u2019t listen to him Joe! Think about something else! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He made to walk past the man to get outside, but Daniel stood in his way. \u2018Don\u2019t worry Joseph you won\u2019t be wasted for long. You\u2019ll like that, won\u2019t you?\u2019 Daniel\u2019s looked downward to Joe\u2019s hand clutching onto the pitchfork. He looked back into his eyes again and whispered, \u2018Just try it!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lowered his hand as Daniel laughed again and turned to leave the barn. He sank down into the hay on the floor and began to retch. His whole body shook and the sweat began to form on his forehead<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Somehow the man\u2019s words made everything that had happened to him here seem to pale into insignificance and he felt his mind exploding with thoughts of violence. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Don\u2019t even think it Joe! Keep calm! You know what Pa would say if he were here. <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But for once Joe couldn\u2019t think of what Pa would say. Never could he have imagined this to be happening, and he certainly had no frame of reference for it. All he could do was concentrate on the here and now, and hope that the future would never come to pass. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I have ta get out of here Pa! I\u2019m sorry but I just can\u2019t wait no more! I can\u2019t let them do this ta me!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Now don\u2019t forget Daniel, I\u2019ll be back in about three days. I\u2019m sure there will be no problems, but if there are just rely on Barker. He knows the running of this place well and can be trusted to know what to do in an emergency.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel rolled his eyes at this uncle. \u2018For heavens sake Uncle Samuel! I am capable of taking charge here for a few days. Please have some faith in me for once. I don\u2019t really need Barker\u2019s advice.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His uncle patted him on the shoulder. \u2018I know you are boy, I\u2019m sure everything will be fine.\u2019 His worried expression did not match his words. Daniel had never proven himself to be terribly trustworthy in the past, and he didn\u2019t see why now should prove to be any different<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Barker should be able to manage things though.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel stared after his uncle\u2019s carriage as it disappeared down the driveway and grinned. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In charge! What a wonderful feeling.<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> He turned and strode over to the house and sat on the porch while he surveyed his surroundings lazily. Spying Lucas coming past he called over to him. \u2018Here boy! Go and get that Joseph for me. Tell him I want him over here now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas walked off to do his bidding, shaking his head as he did. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lord not again! That boy had better watch himself this time.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joseph received the news that Daniel wanted him with a great deal of trepidation. Everyone knew that Samuel had left for a few days, and Joe had feared that Daniel might seek him out while his uncle wasn\u2019t around. He had been busy making his plans for his escape and had really hoped to lay low for a while. Joe knew that he couldn\u2019t afford to allow anything in the next few hours to get in the way of his plans, so this summons was not welcomed at all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ya watch yaself ya hear?\u2019 Lucas cautioned him. Don\u2019t let him get to ya, and don\u2019t answer him back whatever ya do. Ya hear me boy?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded. \u2018I hear ya.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas pointed his finger at him. \u2018Ya need to just calm down. Do as he says and don\u2019t cause yaself any grief.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded again. \u2018I know.<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2019 Nothing is going to ruin my plans for tonight! Not even that worm! I just ain\u2019t gonna let him get to me this time!\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shackled as he still was, Joe found it difficult to walk quickly, and so it was some time before he was able to make his way over to the porch. His slow progress across the lawn seemed to irritate Daniel and by the time he began to inch his way up the steps, the man was clenching his jaw and frowning. \u2018I said I wanted you over here now! Not tomorrow!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood before him and placed his hands behind his back so that his clenched fists couldn\u2019t be seen. He said nothing, not really trusting himself. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">How the hell did he expect me to get here any quicker with these damn things on?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Did you hear me Joseph?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes sir.\u2019 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Rot in hell!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel sat back and crossed his legs while he stared at Joe. Joe fixed his gaze on a spot on the wall behind the man and tried to give the impression that he was calmly awaiting orders without a care in the world. He hoped he was at least partially successful.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Now Joseph, I\u2019ve been thinking about you,\u2019 Daniel began. \u2018It seems to me that you still have a few lessons to learn about how to behave around here. Do you agree?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes sir.\u2019 Joe kept his gaze firmly fixed on his spot on the wall behind Daniel.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Good. I\u2019m glad we agree. My uncle seems to feel that you would make a good addition to the household staff. But before that can happen we need to make sure that you have correct manners and that you are suitable for the work.\u2019 He stood up. \u2018Follow me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe breathed deeply. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I\u2019ll follow you to hell you bastard! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He followed Daniel into the house and down the hall, wincing when the leg iron pinched his ankles.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nearly groaned aloud when he saw that Daniel intended to lead him up the giant staircase. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">How the hell does he expect me to get up there? <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He shuffled painfully one foot after the other up each stair while Daniel stood at the top and waited for him. \u2018Hurry up! I haven\u2019t got all day!\u2019 He yelled down when Joe had made it about three quarters of the way up. When he finally reached the top, Joe fought down his instinct to push the man headfirst down the stairs. He stood as far away from him as possible so that the temptation to do so wouldn\u2019t overtake him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel motioned with his hand for Joe to follow him and walked into a large room off the upstairs hallway. Joe looked around and saw that it was a bedroom with a large dressing room off to one side. Daniel seated himself comfortably on an easy chair in the corner and stretched his legs out in front of him, contemplating Joe for a moment. \u2018Now Joseph, I\u2019ve a mind to ask my uncle for a slave to tend to my personal needs. I think you might be just the one for that job. Let\u2019s see shall we?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe didn\u2019t move<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. I\u2019ll tend to your personal needs alright! When they include throwing you out that window!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018First of all I want every piece of clothing taken out of the dressing room in there and laid out on the bed. Understood?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes sir.\u2019 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I\u2019ll bury you under it!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe spent the next half hour walking between the dressing room and the bedroom with armfuls of clothing. When he had laid it all out on the bed, Daniel gave it a brief glance and then smiled at him. \u2018Now let\u2019s see how well you can fold it and put it all back.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe tried to contain his feelings but suspected that some of his thoughts showed on his face. He turned quickly away and gathered up the clothing before Daniel noticed. After another half hour of folding and adjusting the piles, he stood in the middle of the room not knowing what was expected of him next. Daniel looked up from the book he had been reading and noticed him standing there. \u2018Yes?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, \u2018I\u2019m finished.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel raised his eyebrows and sat forward in the chair. \u2018What did you say?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe clamped his jaw tightly shut for a moment before replying, \u2018I\u2019m finished \u2026.sir.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well I hope you\u2019ve done it properly!\u2019 Daniel stood up and pushed past him to get to the dressing room. He fingered the piles of clothing and pushed a few of them off the shelves. \u2018Very messy. If you\u2019re going to do for me then you\u2019ll have to learn to take more care than this.\u2019 He pushed a few more piles off. \u2018Redo these ones.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe bent to pick up the pile closest to him. As he looked down at the floor he stared directly at Daniel\u2019s boots and had a sudden urge to spit on them. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Keep calm Joe. Just a few more hours, then you\u2019re getting out of here. Keep thinking about that!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Fifteen minutes later he again stood in front of Daniel. This time he could not keep the look out of his eye that his Pa always called his stubborn look, but by not looking at Daniel directly he hoped that it wasn\u2019t noticed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Now Joseph, next I want this floor swept and polished. You\u2019ll find a broom in the corner and the polish and rags in the cupboard over there. Mind you do it properly.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Great! A hands and knees job with these things on! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked down at his leg irons disdainfully. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Don\u2019t worry Joe, they won\u2019t be there after tonight.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After sweeping, Joe spent the next couple of hours on his hands and knees polishing the already gleaming floor. After only a short while his back, still very tender from the other day, ached with the exertion, and his legs became extremely sore and stiff with the position he was forced to crouch in due to the leg irons. To keep his mind off how uncomfortable he was becoming, Joe went over and over the details of his escape plan in his mind as he worked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The first thing he had to do was to remove the leg irons. He thought that should prove to be relatively easy, due to the amount of tools he had seen in the barn. He would sneak over there as soon as everyone was asleep. Then it should be easy to take one of the horses and ride \u2026.. where to ride to was the problem. Joe hadn\u2019t really had time to find out the location of this place, and the only landmark he could be sure of was the town from which they had brought him to the west of them. He was fairly sure that they would expect him to head for that, so his idea was to go in the opposite direction and over the hills. He had managed to find out from Lucas that there was another town over there, but it was about two days ride. One thing Joe was fairly sure about was that no one would be expecting him to be as fast a rider as he was. He was sure he could outride anyone who would be coming after him. After all, hadn\u2019t \u2026..<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His thoughts were interrupted by Daniel who put his foot forward under Joe\u2019s face and planted it on the polished floor beneath him. It was a section of the floor that Joe had just finished, and his boot made a large and dirty smear in front of him. \u2018Missed a bit there Joseph,\u2019 Daniel said with a grin on his face. \u2018Looks like you\u2019d better do that whole section again to make sure you get it right boy!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe closed his eyes for a moment and then began to rub the floor as hard as he could. He pretended that the floorboards were Daniel\u2019s face and he took great pleasure in applying as much pressure to it as he could. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">One day I\u2019m comin back here to get you, and your life won\u2019t be worth livin when I do you bastard!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The moon was bright that night, which Joe counted both as a blessing and a problem. A blessing because it gave him more light to see by in the darkness of the barn, but also a problem for later in case he was noticed riding away from the property<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Nuthin I can do about it now, just be real careful when I get outside that\u2019s all.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His eyes scanned the shelves for something suitable to use to pry off the leg irons. Just as he was beginning to panic that he mightn\u2019t be able to find the appropriate tools, his eyes lit upon a small crowbar-like object that he thought might just do the trick. He knelt to start prying it against the metal ring, when he heard a shuffle behind him and turned as swiftly as the leg irons would allow him to, ready to face the intruder. He raised the bar above his head, when Lucas\u2019 voice made him pause. \u2018Hold on there boy, take it easy!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lowered the bar and let out the breath he had been holding. \u2018Lucas! Am I glad it\u2019s just you!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ya wanna bet ya\u2019d be glad.\u2019 Lucas glared at him. \u2018What the hell do ya think ya doin boy? Do ya want to get yaself half killed?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at him for a moment before bending down to work on the ring again. \u2018I aim to get out of here Lucas, and if you\u2019re smart you\u2019ll come with me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas pushed him backwards and reached out to grab the bar from his hand. \u2018Are ya crazy boy! They\u2019ll cut ya down before ya get off the property.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I don\u2019t aim to let them!\u2019 Joe retorted. \u2018Now give me back that bar before I have to take it from you!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The door of the barn crashed open and both men wheeled around quickly to see Barker standing there with a gun in his hand. He looked from one to the other and shook his head. \u2018Well, well, and just what do we have here?\u2019 he asked quietly. \u2018This is a big mistake boy,\u2019 he said looking directly at Joe. \u2018A big mistake. And as for you!\u2019 his eyes flashed over towards Lucas. \u2018I would have thought you\u2019d have learned your lesson by now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas stood and looked at him quietly, but didn\u2019t answer. Joe stood up and said, \u2018It wasn\u2019t him! He did nothing!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker turned back to Joe and levelled the gun at him. \u2018You shut up boy if you know what\u2019s good for you! Now both of you get outside!\u2019 He motioned with the gun as Lucas and Joe walked slowly past him out of the barn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What did he mean by that?\u2019 Joe asked Lucas after Barker had locked the door to the small cabin in which they had been left.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018That you should have learned your lesson by now? Have you made a break for it before?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas\u2019 voice came out of the darkness beside him. \u2018Yeah. Stupid mistakes they was too. Why\u2019d ya think I was tryin to tell ya not to do it all the time? You just thank the Lord they found you now instead of halfway across them hills.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What difference does it make where they stopped me?\u2019 asked Joe the bitterness evident in his voice. \u2018Seems to me like the outcome\u2019s the same either way.\u2019 He swallowed and thought how glad he was that the darkness shielded his face from Lucas who would otherwise have seen the fear upon it. \u2018What do ya reckon they\u2019ll do to me now?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas shifted his position on the straw beside him. \u2018What do ya think they\u2019re gonna do boy? They\u2019re not gonna thank you that\u2019s for sure!\u2019 He sighed. \u2018No, we\u2019re in for it now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What do you mean we? You didn\u2019t do anything except try to stop me! There\u2019s no way they can punish you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018As if they\u2019re gonna believe that! Have some sense boy and think! As far as they\u2019re concerned I\u2019m in this as much as you. You saw Barker\u2019s face didn\u2019t ya?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well I\u2019ll make sure they understand!\u2019 Joe declared. \u2018I\u2019ll tell them exactly what happened!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas patted him on the arm. \u2018Save ya breath boy. They won\u2019t want ta know about it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe bit his lip and lowered his head onto his knees. \u2018Lucas I\u2019m so sorry I got you into this. I didn\u2019t mean for it to happen like this.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know. I\u2019m not blamin ya boy. Hey, I\u2019ve survived this before and I will again. Old Lucas is pretty tough ya know.\u2019 Lucas lay back on the straw. \u2018Try and get a bit o sleep now. I think we\u2019re gonna need all our strength for tomorrow.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lay back as well and stared into the darkness. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">One thing for sure, I\u2019m not letting<\/span><\/i> <i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas take the blame for this.Whatever they do I\u2019ll face it, but he shouldn\u2019t have to!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> Joe swallowed again as his mind began to race over the possibilities that the dawn might bring.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But he didn\u2019t do anything! I told you it was me!\u2019 Joe said to Barker desperately trying to make him understand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I told you last night to shut up and I meant it! Now get outside the both of you!\u2019 Barker ordered, and gestured outside the cabin with his gun.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe and Lucas stood and walked outside, shielding their faces from the bright sunlight. The day had only just commenced, but they could already feel the heat in the air. Barker marched them over to the driveway outside the house and told one of the hands to watch them until Daniel arrived. After an hour of standing there, Joe realised that part of the game that Daniel probably intended to play with him now included making him as uneasy as possible about what might be ahead of him. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Well he\u2019s doin a damn good job of it, that\u2019s for sure! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe felt the sweat trickle down his back as he stood there and he shivered involuntarily. Beside him Lucas stood stock still, never once glancing in his direction.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After what seemed like hours, Daniel appeared on the front porch, joined by Barker who was obviously explaining to him the details about what had happened last night. Joe watched the man\u2019s face carefully from a distance, and it was obvious to him that Daniel was becoming very agitated as he listened. When Barker had finished speaking, they strode over to Joe and Lucas, Daniel glaring at them both.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker stepped forward and spoke. \u2018I\u2019ll lock them up again.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel turned to him. \u2018Why?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well I think it\u2019s best to keep them secure until your uncle gets back to deal with them.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Oh they\u2019ll be kept secure all right, but we won\u2019t be waiting for my uncle. I\u2019ll deal with them now.\u2019 Joe tried not to look concerned at this statement.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I think it\u2019s best if we\u2026.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel interrupted the overseer. \u2018I don\u2019t care what you think Barker! I\u2019m in charge here, not you!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker glared at the young man. \u2018Your uncle may have left you in charge, but he has given me authority over every slave on this property. I intend to keep these two under lock and key until he gets back. I will not take the responsibility for whatever you may have in mind for them.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No one is asking you to take responsibility!\u2019 snapped Daniel. \u2018I will make the decisions here, not you! What I say goes, understood?\u2019 Both men glared at each other for a moment, then Daniel continued. \u2018I want them tied to those posts now and I expect you to obey my instructions Barker, or you can get the pay that is due to you and get off this property!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker took a step forward and looked as though he was about to hit the other man. \u2018You know as well as I do that your uncle didn\u2019t want this boy<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">here \u2026\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel cut across him. \u2018I have heard enough from you! Do as you are told or get off the property now! It\u2019s your choice Barker!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker gave him a sinister half grin as he stared at him for a moment. He turned his head slightly and yelled to the group of hands who were leaning on the fence nearby and taking obvious delight at the man\u2019s discomfort. \u2018Get them over to the posts now!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe had listened to the interchange between the two, hoping that Barker would be able to persuade Daniel to wait. At least that way there would still be the hope that he might be able to think of a way out before Samuel arrived back. But when it became obvious that Barker had lost the argument, all his hopes faded and he made one last attempt to save Lucas from a fate similar to the one that he felt was coming his way.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Swallowing the little dignity that he felt he had been left with, Joe took a step forward and said to Daniel. \u2018Lucas did nothing. It was my idea to run, and he was only tryin to stop me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel turned to him. \u2018Did I give you permission to speak?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood his ground and repeated. \u2018It was my idea to run.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel took a step forward until they were only inches apart. \u2018Oh I\u2019m sure that it was your idea Joseph, and have no doubts that you will pay for it. You will both pay!\u2019 He turned to the men. \u2018Tie them!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe took another step forward as he was grabbed from behind and attempted to shake off the hands that were holding him on both sides. He raised his voice in desperation and yelled at Daniel. \u2018I told you it wasn\u2019t his fault!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel stepped forward and slapped his face. \u2018You will not address me again unless told to, is that understood?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe struggled in the arms of the men who were holding him, as all the frustrations and humiliations of the past weeks welling up inside him until he could no longer stand it. \u2018You bloody bastard!\u2019 he yelled. \u2018Why won\u2019t you listen to me?\u2019 He leant forward and spat full in Daniel\u2019s face. At once he felt a blow to his head and fell forward, dragging the men with him. As his face hit the ground in front of him, he felt the full force of several men on top of him and moaned to feel the pressure of their bodies weighing him down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As they pulled him to his feet, Joe noticed Lucas had already been dragged off and was being tied between two posts, his arms stretched out from his body at about shoulder height. Joe struggled as best he could as he was dragged and tied in a similar position, but to no avail. By the time they stood away from him he was panting with the exertion, and continued to struggle to free himself. Lucas stood beside him silently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Daniel stood and looked at them for a few moments, then took a few steps closer. \u2018Let\u2019s see how sure of yourself you are now Joseph,\u2019 he sneered and landed a blow to Joe\u2019s stomach that made him double forward to struggle for breath. He pulled on Joe\u2019s hair and brought his face up to meet his. \u2018We\u2019ll see what some time out here does for you eh?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">For the next few hours Joe and Lucas were left alone, standing between the posts. Although the first time Joe tried to speak to the man beside him someone came from behind and dealt him another blow to the stomach that made him gasp with pain, and Joe realised that they were being guarded from a distance. The two men sweltered in the heat as the sun rose overhead and beat down upon them with its full force. After a while Joe\u2019s arms began to ache with an intensity that made him want to cry out with the agony of it, but he held on, biting his lip. As the day wore into afternoon, his head drooped down onto his chest and he struggled for breath. His mouth was incredibly dry and his body and mind screamed out for water, but still he held on.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Towards the end of the afternoon, Joe felt his legs begin to buckle under him and the weight of his body hung downwards until the bonds on his wrists were stretched tight. His arms screamed out for relief, but there was none to be had.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As the sun began to sink in the west he felt a presence in front of him and looked up to see Daniel standing before him once more, grinning. \u2018Well Joseph, how are you feeling? Not so ready to run now are you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Rot in hell!\u2019 Joe managed to speak the words, although they came out as more of a croak. He glanced across at Lucas and saw that the man was in a similar position to his own with his legs bent and his head on his chest. Daniel noticed the look. \u2018Why are you so worried about him Joseph? Why so concerned?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Cause he didn\u2019t do anything.\u2019 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You bastard. You know that!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Didn\u2019t he? I would call helping you doing something, wouldn\u2019t you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He was trying to stop me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Wasn\u2019t very successful though was he? Seems to me he should pay for that.\u2019 Daniel strode across to the other man and lifted his head. Looking at Joe all the time, he placed a few well-aimed kicks into Lucas\u2019 stomach, then stepped back. \u2018We\u2019ll see if that helps him to remember.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe struggled weakly on his bonds as he watched Daniel walk back towards the house. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Bastard! Just you wait! One day you\u2019re gonna pay for this! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He sensed a movement out of the corner of his eye and turned his head painfully to see Katie standing at the door of her cabin watching him, her hands clasped to her mouth. His eyes misted over and he couldn\u2019t see her clearly, but he didn\u2019t need to in order to know the expression that she would be wearing on her face. He longed to call out to her, but even that was beyond him. Instead he lowered his head and closed his eyes again. He thought for a moment of the words that were probably going through her head and imagined her saying, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I thought I told you ta keep out of trouble hunny! Look what ya\u2019ve gone and done now! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m sorry, Momma Katie,\u2019 he whispered. \u2018I\u2019m sorry!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As the sun set and night sent its chilly air circulating around them both Lucas and Joe shivered uncontrollably, and Joe felt as if his bones were chilled to their very core. He felt the lack of water even more acutely now, but his tongue seemed to have swelled inside his mouth to the extent that he didn\u2019t know if he could have drunk even if allowed to. His mind began to wander and he panicked to feel himself losing his grip on reality, and tried to focus on something to keep his thoughts focused. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Pa I\u2019m sorry! I\u2019m so sorry Pa! I tried really I did, but I just couldn\u2019t do it!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe began to realise that he would probably never see his father again<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. I know you said you\u2019d come for me Pa, but it\u2019s gonna be too late now. I\u2019m sorry Pa I\u2019m sorry I didn\u2019t wait for you Pa. Please forgive me!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> Joe\u2019s head dropped even lower onto his chest, and he drifted off into unconsciousness.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben alighted from the train and scanned his surroundings. The platform was busy at this time, with people rushing to and fro everywhere. He spied a porter and motioned to him. \u2018Excuse me, but could you tell me where I\u2019d go if I was looking to sell or buy around here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The porter looked at him. \u2018Sell or buy what, mister?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben had to swallow before he could answer the man. \u2018Slaves,\u2019 he muttered in a low voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Oh, you\u2019d be looking for the Auction House I suppose. It\u2019s down the end of Main Street.\u2019 Ben turned away from him when he called after him. \u2018There\u2019s nothing going on down there today though!\u2019 He shrugged his shoulders as Ben didn\u2019t acknowledge his remark.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Upon entering the large building, Ben was struck by two things. The first was the sheer size of it and the second was the absence of anyone at all. He found his way down a corridor and opened a door into a large and imposing hall full of chairs. His heart leapt into his mouth as he realised that this was probably the main auction hall where \u2026.. He brushed the thoughts aside and looked around. \u2018Hello?\u2019 he called. \u2018Hello, anyone here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A door at the far end of the hall opened and a short man entered the room. \u2018No auction today mister, come back tomorrow.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben strode over to him. \u2018I\u2019m not here for any auction. I need some information.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The man began to shut the door as he said, \u2018Sorry, can\u2019t help you mister.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You don\u2019t even know what I want yet!\u2019 Ben blustered, fast running out of patience.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The man stood still. \u2018OK what?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m looking for a \u2026. a slave that I believe might have been sold here recently. He\u2019s \u2026.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Like I said, I can\u2019t help you.\u2019 He began to close the door again, but Ben stopped it with his hand. He pulled out a wad of money from his pocket with his other hand and waved it under the man\u2019s nose.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018This help?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The door stopped again, and the man looked over his shoulder. \u2018Listen mister, I\u2019m just a clerk around here. If anyone found out about this\u2026.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Who\u2019s to find out? This is between you and me.\u2019 Ben said firmly. \u2018Now can you help me or not?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The door opened and he motioned for Ben to enter the small office. He held out his hand and Ben began to count notes into it until he felt he had given enough and looked questionly at the man in front of him. His fingers closed over the notes and he smiled. \u2018Alright, what do you want to know?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018His name is \u2026\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018We don\u2019t deal by any names. I\u2019ll need a description, the name of the dealer and the date.\u2019 He moved over to a desk in the middle of the room and opened what looked like an account book, then looked expectantly at Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben hesitated before replying. \u2018The dealer\u2019s name would be Bates. I\u2019m not sure of the actual date, but I believe it to be about a month ago. The \u2026.. boy is eighteen but looks younger, with dark curly hair, green eyes and a slight build.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The man held up his hand while he searched the pages in front of him. After a moment he spoke. \u2018Here it is,\u2019 and Ben\u2019s heart lurched. \u2018A month ago. Bates is one of our regular traders, you know, he\u2026.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What does it say?\u2019 Ben interrupted impatiently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The man glared at him. \u2018Only one sale for him that day, and the description fits. Young male, mid to late teens, slight build, etc.\u2019 He looked at Ben. \u2018Is that what you wanted to know?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Who bought him?\u2019 Ben could hardly get the words out of his mouth quickly enough.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He looked again. \u2018Samuel Edwards. Lives on the River Plantation about twenty miles due east of here. He\u2019s one of the \u2026\u2026..\u2019 But his words were spoken to an empty room as he looked up and saw that Ben had already left. He shook his head and sat back down at the desk to finish his ledger, the money a welcome bulge in his pocket.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Cut them down immediately!\u2019 Joe heard the words through a fog, and tried to lift his head to see who had spoken them. Since the sun had risen a few hours ago he had not moved, trying to conserve the little energy he had left to merely breathe. His thoughts had drifted in and out of the present, and he had spent much of the time thinking about his father and brothers and trying to form the thoughts that he would say to them if he could. He knew now that he would never see them again, and he thought back over all the good times they had had and all the things that he regretted doing to cause them grief. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Like now! I\u2019m sorry I had to do this to all of you. I know that when you do come for me Pa it\u2019s going to be too late. I\u2019m sorry I couldn\u2019t wait. I hope that somehow you\u2019ll know that. Please Pa, I didn\u2019t mean it. I\u2019m sorry.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When the bonds around his wrists were cut he slumped forward onto the ground and lay still. He felt a boot push him and he groaned aloud. The voice above him said \u2018The boy\u2019s still alive, not like the other one.\u2019 At the sound of the words Joe cringed inside. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lucas! Oh my God! Lucas! No!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You be mighty grateful that he is!\u2019 Joe recognised the voice now as Samuel\u2019s. \u2018Did I not make it perfectly clear to you that I wanted this boy left alone? Look at him Daniel! How the hell am I supposed to profit on my investment when you go around treating him like this?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Uncle I \u2026.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t say a word! I have had it with you! Just look at him! Alright he\u2019s alive, but at what cost? You know very well what I intended for this boy. If he is unable to breed now because of this, then you owe me the price I paid for him. Not to mention the money I would have made in the future with him! You\u2019d just better pray that he\u2019s alright!\u2019 Joe lay there with his eyes tightly closed listening to the conversation. At Samuel\u2019s words he went cold inside. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Kill me now! Please God make them kill me now! I can\u2019t do this any more! Pa! Pa! Where are you Pa? Please come!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He felt his arms lifted and the sensation of being dragged across the rough earth. He kept his eyes tightly closed and his head hung down. Suddenly the blessed feel of water on his face caused him to open his eyes and he stared up into the face of Barker. \u2018Here get this into you!\u2019 The man ordered abruptly. He held a metal cup against Joe\u2019s face and he opened his mouth greedily. After a few gulps, Barker withdrew the cup, and Joe weakly tried to reach for it. \u2018Wait!\u2019 Barker ordered. After a moment he brought the cup back again and Joe managed a few more sips.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked up at the man above him and managed to croak out \u2018Thanks.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t thank me! Only trying to keep you from dying on us like the other one.\u2019 Barker indicated the body of Lucas lying next to Joe on the straw and shook his head. \u2018Damn waste!\u2019 he muttered. \u2018Dang fool boy! If I had my way \u2026\u2026..\u2019 His eyes gleamed with a viciousness that Joe knew was not directed at him. \u2018Humiliate me like that will he?\u2019 The man stopped when he realised that Joe was listening. \u2018I\u2019ll leave the water here. Remember to take your time with it.\u2019 He stood up and left the cabin, dragging Lucas\u2019 body behind him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lay for several minutes before moving, just listening to the silence around him and relishing the coolness of the cabin. When he did try to move he wished he hadn\u2019t, as every muscle in his body seemed to protest at once and it was all he could do to keep from crying out aloud. He managed to reach out for the water bucket again and poured a cup over his head that seemed to help a little, then took a few more sips. His tongue still felt swollen and his lips were cracked and blistered, but Joe knew that they were only temporary pains that time would heal. What time wouldn\u2019t heal was the aching within his heart for a man named Lucas who had done nothing to deserve the life he had had to endure and the painful death he had suffered. Joe lay back on the straw and closed his eyes. As he drifted into unconsciousness he saw Lucas\u2019 face drifting before him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe never knew how long he lay there. After a while he heard the door of the cabin open quietly. He opened his eyes and shut them again immediately as a shaft of sunlight pierced through the doorway. When he opened them again, he saw the outline of a man standing there very still. After a moment the figure moved across the floor closer to him, and Joe\u2019s heart sank when he realised that it was Daniel.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">For a moment the two men stared at each other, then Daniel knelt down before the figure lying on the straw. His face was a mask of anger as he stared at Joe, and his eyes were blazing. As he continued to stare at him, he drew his right hand forward and Joe went cold when he realised that the man was pointing a rifle directly at his head. \u2018You\u2019ve been nothing but trouble since you got here Joseph, and I aim to see that you don\u2019t cause any more. Sit up!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe didn\u2019t move, paralysed by fright as he was and unwilling to do anything this creature wanted him to anyway. Daniel grabbed him by the hair and pulled him to a sitting position. \u2018I said to sit up Joseph! I want you to know exactly what\u2019s about to happen to you boy!\u2019 He drew back from Joe and began to point the rifle at his head again, but as he did so Joe reached out and grabbed it. For a few moments they struggled with the weapon, Joe summoning a certain amount of strength that he didn\u2019t know he had left in him. The rifle hovered between them like a sort of battering ram, and hit them both on the head several times as they struggled for control of it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Suddenly, a shot rang out and Daniel slumped forward, his eyes wide and staring. Joe felt the man\u2019s grip on the rifle weaken, and let his own muscles relax. He watched in satisfaction as Daniel slid sideways in the straw and came to rest next to him, lying on his back with his eyes staring at the roof above them and his mouth open. Joe had never felt as much satisfaction about anything as he did at that moment, and he couldn\u2019t take his eyes off the man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Suddenly there was a noise at the door, and he jerked around to see Barker staring at him. The man\u2019s eyes shifted from Joe to Daniel and then back to Joe again, then came to rest on the rifle in Joe\u2019s hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He stepped forward and jerked it from Joe\u2019s grasp. As the two of them stared at each other, noises from behind them made them both jump. Samuel stood there with several hands behind him. \u2018What on God\u2019s earth is happening here?\u2019 he cried as he surveyed the scene before him. He glanced over towards Daniel\u2019s body. \u2018Daniel! My God!\u2019 He bent over his nephew\u2019s body and cradled his head in his arms for a moment with his head down. When he lifted it again, he looked first at Joe, then at Barker and asked the man again. \u2018What happened here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker stared at Joe for a moment, and Joe felt his heart lurch up into his mouth. He was certain that the man had seen enough to know what had happened, and as much as Joe had begged for death hours before, now that he was staring it straight in the eye it was a different matter. He swallowed with fright and waited for the words to be spoken while he fought the dizziness that sought to overpower him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker turned back towards Samuel and looked at the body on the floor. It seemed like time stood still for Joe before the man spoke. \u2018I saw the whole thing Mr Edwards. Daniel came for the boy here. But before he could do anything he tripped and fell on his own rifle. Nothing anyone could do about it.\u2019 Barker stared at Samuel with a challenging look. There was silence in the cabin for a moment, then Samuel stood up and addressed the hands still standing in the doorway. \u2018Take his body to the house,\u2019 he said, and then turned to leave the cabin. Joe stared up at Barker, not knowing whether to believe his ears or not.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">For a moment they stayed still, looking at each other. Then Barker turned towards the body on the floor and kicked it with a grin on his face. \u2018You heard Mr Edwards,\u2019 he said to the men still standing in the doorway, \u2018Get the body out of here.\u2019 He followed his employer out of the cabin as Joe sat still, watching Daniel\u2019s body bring lifted up and carried out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben turned the horse into the long driveway and surveyed the large white house before him. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I\u2019m coming Joseph! Hang on son!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> He spurred the horse into a trot and moved up the driveway, surveying the scene around him for any glimpse of his son. When he dismounted in front of the house, a coloured man who immediately took the horse\u2019s reins from him met him. \u2018I want to see Mr Edwards,\u2019 Ben said immediately.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Sorry sir, but Mr Edwards isn\u2019t seeing anyone today. There has been a death in the family.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I want to see him, and I want to see him now!\u2019 Ben yelled at the man, who quickly backed away from him. He nodded and disappeared into the house. Ben looked around at the pleasant scene around him and wondered how such surroundings could mask such an abhorrent lifestyle.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a few moments the coloured man emerged and motioned for Ben to follow him. \u2018This way please sir,\u2019 he said. Ben mounted the stairs two at a time and followed the man into the imposing hallway, then into a large living area. A man of about his own age was seated in an easy chair and stood as Ben entered the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I am Mr Samuel Edwards. I don\u2019t believe I\u2019ve had the pleasure sir?\u2019 He held out his hand to Ben who looked at it disdainfully and ignored it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben came straight to the point. \u2018Last month you bought a young \u2026\u2026 slave in town by the name of Joseph. Is that correct sir?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes it is, but I don\u2019t see what business it is of yours.\u2019 Samuel answered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018The dealer was a man by the name of Bates?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes. What\u2019s all this about?\u2019 Samuel demanded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019ve come to buy him from you, \u2018 Ben answered glaring at the man. \u2018How much?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Samuel sat down again. \u2018I\u2019m afraid you\u2019ve wasted a trip sir. The boy is not for sale.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018How much?\u2019 Ben repeated. \u2018Name the price.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Samuel stared at him. \u2018Look whoever you are, I don\u2019t appreciate you pushing your way into my home like this. My family has just experienced a tragedy this morning and I am not about to \u2026\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ben took a step forward and repeated again. \u2018I said how much Edwards, name your price.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Edwards sighed and gestured with his hand. \u2018$30 000.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The price was outrageous and both men knew it, but Ben didn\u2019t hesitate. \u2018I want the papers drawn up immediately and I\u2019ll pay you cash. I aim to take the boy with me now.\u2019 Samuel\u2019s eyes widened as Ben drew out a large stack of cash and placed it on the table in front of him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Sight unseen?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stared at him. \u2018Why? Is the boy \u2026.hurt?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It was necessary to discipline him a little that\u2019s all,\u2019 said Samuel, \u2018but I\u2019m not dropping the price because of it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben clenched his fists and fought down the anger that was rising within him. \u2018Get those papers out now!\u2019 he demanded<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Just get them signed Ben, then worry about the rest of it. Just get those papers signed now so that Joseph is safe!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Samuel walked over to the door and called to someone outside, \u2018Get Barker for me!\u2019 He then turned to Ben again. \u2018We\u2019ll need someone to witness our signatures.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood and listened to the ticking of the clock in the silent room and held his breath. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Nearly there Joe! I\u2019m coming for you son. Hold on!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Barker entered the room, the two men were ready to sign. As soon as Ben had handed Samuel the cash he picked up the paper from the desk and barked, \u2018Take me to the boy now! He\u2019s mine and I want him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Samuel motioned to Barker. \u2018Show this gentleman where Joseph is please, Barker.\u2019 He turned to Ben. \u2018Then I want you off my property as soon as possible.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben glared at him and spat out the words. \u2018With pleasure!\u2019 He followed Barker out of the house, trying not to push the man ahead of him in his anxiety.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe tried not to let his thoughts move too deeply in certain directions. So much had happened to him in these last few days, so much of his energy had been expended on simply staying alive that now that he could afford to think a little outside this area he found comfort in just letting his mind drift into nothingness.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He looked up as the door opened and saw Barker standing there with a figure behind him. Joe put his hand up to shield his face from the light and waited<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. What now? Surely to God they\u2019ve done enough to me!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph?\u2019 he heard his name called softly and tried to make out whom it was speaking. \u2018Joseph?\u2019 He looked up to see someone who looked very much like his father hovering over him<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. It\u2019s happened! I\u2019ve really died this time and this is how I can say goodbye to Pa in my dreams!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He smiled at the face before him and whispered softly. \u2018Goodbye Pa. I love you!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Oh Joseph!\u2019 He was startled to feel his face touched by the figure and drew back. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You can\u2019t feel dreams! I don\u2019t understand this! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He stared at the brown eyes that looked back at him with so much love and compassion, and in that moment he knew. \u2018Pa?\u2026. Pa? \u2026. Oh God!\u2019 He flung himself forward into his father\u2019s arms and clung to him desperately, sobs racking his body as he rocked forwards and backwards in the loving embrace that held on to him so dearly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sobbed as he held his child close to his chest<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Joseph, my baby boy. How could any one have done this to you?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He encircled the boy in his embrace even tighter and vowed never to let him go ever again. Father and son held each other for a long time, neither one wanting to be the first to make a move away from the other. After a while they did almost as if by mutual consent, Ben holding his son at arm\u2019s length to study him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What he saw nearly took his breath away. Joe was filthy and his clothing hung on him as if in the time they had been apart he had lost weight. His hair was matted and clung to his forehead with sweat, and his face was streaked with tears. His wrists were red raw, as if something had cut into them deeply and his ankles were shackled with leg irons. Ben touched his son\u2019s face again tenderly and whispered simply, \u2018Joseph!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked up at his father and tried to smile. He swallowed and tried to speak, but the words only came out in a whisper. \u2018Have you come for me Pa?\u2019 He searched his father\u2019s face, desperately hoping this wasn\u2019t a dream after all, willing him to take away all the hurt and suffering.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes Joe I\u2019ve come for you. I told you I would didn\u2019t I?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe could only nod his head as the tears fell unchecked down his face. Ben traced the line of the tears with his thumbs and continued to stare into his son\u2019s green eyes. \u2018It\u2019s over now Joe, I\u2019m taking you out of here now. It\u2019s over.\u2019 Joe kept nodding his head over and over again, while smiling at his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben turned to Barker who was standing behind them with his mouth open, staring. \u2018You! Get these leg irons off him immediately!\u2019 Barker moved to do as he was bid and as soon as he had finished Ben bent down and supported Joe to his feet. He placed his arm around the boy\u2019s waist as Joe swayed on his feet and said. \u2018Can you walk son, or do you want me to carry you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I can walk Pa,\u2019 the boy replied, and they began to inch their way slowly out of the cabin. Ben was steering them towards his horse, when suddenly Joe stopped and stared across the yard at a large black woman who was standing looking at them. \u2018Pa?\u2019 he murmured. \u2018I gotta talk to \u2026..\u2019 he pointed to her and they stopped.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Momma Katie?\u2019 he whispered, and the woman walked towards them smiling.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well hunny looks like ya on ya way after all\u2019 Momma Katie stood there with tears in her eyes to see him in the state he was in. \u2018I\u2019m so glad for ya hunny!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe swallowed, then smiled at her. \u2018Pa? This is Momma Katie. She \u2026.. she helped me Pa.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That simple statement was enough for Ben, who looked at the woman with tears in his eyes. \u2018What can I ever do to thank you ma\u2019am?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Momma Katie stared at him with wide eyes. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A white man callin me ma\u2019am? Well if that don\u2019t beat all! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Wasn\u2019t nothin sir,\u2019 she replied. \u2018This one was bound ta get hisself in trouble! I just helped him out along the way is all.\u2019 They grinned at each other.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Momma Katie, ya have to come with us. Can\u2019t she Pa?\u2019 Joe looked at his father pleadingly. \u2018We have to take her away from here Pa.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled down at his son. \u2018Of course Joe. Whatever you want. I\u2019ll go back inside and offer to buy \u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Lord what are ya talking about hunny? Me leave here? I told ya before this is where I live!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stared at her. \u2018But Momma Katie! We can get you away from here! We can free you!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She put her hands on her hips. \u2018And just where would I go?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You could come with us to Nevada. You could be free there.\u2019 Joe replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie shook her head. \u2018No hunny. I don\u2019t belong nowheres but here. I was born here and I aim to spend eternity here as well. Sides, what would my George do without his momma to visit him each day? No hunny, I can\u2019t leave.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stepped forward. \u2018Ma\u2019am, you\u2019re most welcome to come with us. I\u2019ll pay whatever it takes to free you for what you did for my boy.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie smiled at him. \u2018Thank ya sir, but as I just told this youngster here, I ain\u2019t goin. I don\u2019t belong anywhere but here.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe interrupted her. \u2018But how do ya know if you\u2019ve never tried it Katie? You could have a good life if only you\u2019d try! I\u2019ll help ya, I promise! Really I do!\u2019 He looked at her pleadingly. \u2018Please!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She shook her head slowly. \u2018I can\u2019t try hunny, I just don\u2019t know how.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But you kept telling me ta try! Ya said I had to try to fit in here if I wanted ta make it! So why can\u2019t ya?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie put her hands on his shoulders and her face close to his. \u2018You had ta try ta fit in here cause ya had no choice! I got a choice hunny, and I have ta choose ta stay here.\u2019 She screwed her face up as she tried not to cry. \u2018I gonna miss ya, honest I am. But I just can\u2019t do it.\u2019 Her eyes misted over as she looked over Joe\u2019s shoulder at Ben and tried to smile at him. \u2018I luv ya too hunny, she whispered to Joe. \u2018Never ferget that Momma Katie luves ya.\u2019 She drew the boy away from her and looked into his eyes. \u2018I just can\u2019t do it hunny, this is all I\u2019ve ever known. I just can\u2019t!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at her with pleading eyes as the tears ran down his cheeks. After a moment he nodded and his tears began to fall again as he reached out for her. As she held him in a tight embrace he whispered into her ear. \u2018Thank you for everything, Momma Katie. I love you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie patted him on the shoulder before handing him back to his father to support. \u2018Ya take care of this one sir. He\u2019s a mite puny, but he\u2019s got spunk. See that ya try and keep him out of trouble.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at her again. \u2018I\u2019ll try,\u2019 he answered. As they turned towards the horse again, Joe looked across at the cemetery where a fresh grave was evident amongst the others. He hung his head for a moment, and then felt a hand on his shoulder again. He looked up to see Katie smiling at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He didn\u2019t blame ya, ya know hunny. Don\u2019t ya worry, I\u2019ll be visitin him when I go to see my George. He won\u2019t be lonely.\u2019 Joe nodded, the tears streaming down his face, and Ben held him tight.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Katie stood back as Ben helped his son onto his horse, and then mounted behind him. \u2018Can you ride Joe? I could always go into town and bring back a buggy.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No! I can ride,\u2019 Joe answered quickly, even though his body cried out with every movement that the horse made. \u2018I just want to get out of here Pa, please!\u2019 Ben nodded and turned the horse away from the house.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As the two riders disappeared down the driveway, a solitary figure waved to them until they were out of sight. Katie reached up and wiped at the tears that were rolling down her cheeks and sniffed a little. After a moment she straightened her shoulders and turned towards the barn. Making her way slowly, she shuffled down the pathway that led to the tiny cemetery and the one place where she felt she could take solace.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As they left the plantation behind them and headed for the road that lead to the town, Ben tried to ease Joe back to support him against his own body. But the boy tensed and he pushed himself forward again. \u2018Lean back on me son. I\u2019ll support you, just lean back,\u2019 Ben instructed. But Joe shook his head and continued to hold his body rigid.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With every step that the horse took his body cried out for relief, but he bit his lip and hung on desperately. He didn\u2019t want his father to have any excuse to stop, as he wanted to put as much distance as possible between them and the plantation in as short a time as possible. Joe had ached to leave for so long, that now that it was actually happening he feared to allow it to be delayed one second longer than was necessary.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As he concentrated on keeping upright on the horse to ease his aching back his thoughts were a jumble of images from the life he was leaving behind. Memories of things that lurked in the dark recesses of his mind, things that he had tried to block from surfacing at the time, now leapt up to meet him full on and he desperately tried to stop them. As he found himself unable to, he hung his head and wept.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben tightened his grip around the boy\u2019s waist and whispered to him. \u2018Joe, do you want me to stop for a few minutes?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head violently. \u2018No! I\u2019m alright.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But his father knew that he was far from alright and ached to know how to help him. All he could do was to whisper encouraging words to him as they rode. \u2018Just hang on Joe \u2026.. its going to be alright now son \u2026.. We\u2019ll be there soon \u2026.. I\u2019m here now Joe.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Their progress was very slow, as Ben tried to make the journey as comfortable for the boy as he could. After a while, Joe began to moan softly and squirm in the saddle. Ben tried again. \u2018Joe please let me stop. Just for a little while.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe didn\u2019t answer this time, so Ben drew the horse to a halt and they stood still. He wrapped both his arms around his boy and supported him while Joe\u2019s head drooped lower onto his shoulder. \u2018I wanted her to come with us Pa,\u2019 he whispered. \u2018She shouldn\u2019t have stayed there.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stroked the boy\u2019s hair and noticed how dirty it was. \u2018I know you did Joe, but it was her choice.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe looked up at his father through tear-streaked eyes. \u2018I don\u2019t understand how she could choose to stay there Pa. I just don\u2019t understand it!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018She said it herself son, it was all she ever knew. You didn\u2019t want to leave the life you knew did you?\u2019 Joe shook his head, \u2018Well it\u2019s the same for her.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But she\u2019s a slave there Pa! She\u2019ll always be owned by them.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018We all live our lives the best way we know how son. That\u2019s the only way Katie knows to live. She\u2019s too scared to change now. Leave it be now Joe.\u2019 Ben gathered up the reins again and they continued the long slow ride. Joe thought about the last time he had ridden this road, chained in the back of the wagon like an animal, and he shuddered to think that that was how Katie was still being treated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The desk clerk looked Joe up and down disdainfully as he turned towards Ben and replied. \u2018Perhaps it would be better if the boy \u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I said a room for two and I meant it!\u2019 Ben yelled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes sir,\u2019 the clerk took a step backwards away from them. \u2018Will there be anything else?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben clutched his son around his waist to support him as he wrote his name in the register. \u2018Yes there will! A bath sent up immediately and some soup in about half and hour.\u2019 He turned with Joe, ignoring the stares of the other hotel patrons as they made their way slowly up the stairs. Joe was breathing heavily with each step that they took, and by the time they had reached the top of the staircase, Ben was carrying him more than he was supporting him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As soon as they entered the room, he eased the boy gently down onto one of the beds and sat beside him, caressing his face. Joe lay still with his eyes shut, trying to get his breath back. The ride to town had exhausted him and he tried not to remember the painful journey as each step the horse took jolted his aching body. He sank down into the softness of the bed and let the feeling of relief wash over him, as his muscles relaxed. He let out a small sigh as he felt his father\u2019s hand caressing his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Just relax son, the bath will be here in a moment and we\u2019ll get you cleaned up first,\u2019 he heard his father say, and acknowledged the remark with a small smile. He drifted off into a light sleep and was awoken by the feel of his father gently undoing the buttons on his shirt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe opened his eyes, looked up and saw Ben hovering over him anxiously. \u2018Come on Joe, up you get son. We\u2019ll get you in that bath now and you\u2019ll feel a lot better.\u2019 He gently eased the boy off the bed and stood him up. Joe held on to his father\u2019s arm, swaying a little as Ben pulled his shirt down around his waist. \u00a0\u00a0<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Suddenly he felt his shirt ripped from his shoulders and down to his waist, exposing his upper torso. He closed his eyes even tighter and swayed on his feet, but was held upright in a tight grip by the two men on either side of him. How much longer? Make this finish! Please God make this finish!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe pushed his father\u2019s arms away from him, opened his eyes wide and glared at him. \u2018Leave me alone!\u2019 he yelled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stared at him. \u2018Joe? What is it son? Joe? It\u2019s me, Pa.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stared at him, and then covered his face with his hands. \u2018Pa! I\u2019m sorry. I \u2026.\u2019 He swallowed, and then looked deep into his father\u2019s eyes again. \u2018I \u2026. I\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben held him by the shoulders. \u2018It\u2019s alright Joe. You need to get into the bath now. You do it yourself if you want to. Alright?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stared at him again and then nodded. He slowly took off his shirt, then bent down and removed his pants before he stepped into the bath. He allowed himself to sink down into the warm water until he was nearly submerged in it, only his face exposed. Joe lay there for several minutes, feeling the warmth seep into his very soul, and letting his body relax completely for the first time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sat and looked at his son lying so still in the water with his eyes closed. After several minutes he said, \u2018Joe, here\u2019s some soap.\u2019 Joe opened his eyes, sat up and reached out for the soap that his father held out to him. He began to scrub his feet, watching the dirt gradually float away from them and dirty the water. After a while, Ben knelt by the tub and said quietly. \u2018Joseph lean forward and put your hands in the water. Those wrists need to soak for a while.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe did as his father bid him, watching fascinated as the congealed blood on his wrists was loosened in the water and floated away to reveal the raw skin underneath. Ben knelt next to him and gently soaped his shoulders. As his hands reached around the back of the boy\u2019s neck and down his back, Joe jerked. Ben looked over the boy\u2019s shoulder, saw his exposed back for the first time and gasped aloud. \u2018My God!\u2019 he exclaimed before he could stop himself. His son\u2019s back was bruised to such an extent that it appeared almost completely black. There were a multitude of raised welts across it where it was obvious he had been repeatedly struck and in several places the skin was broken. Ben realised for the first time how incredibly sore it must have been for the boy on the horse as they rode to town.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe continued to lean forward watching the water. He realised what his father was looking at and the tears began to fall as he sat there. Ben put his arms around his son\u2019s shoulders from behind, and rocked him gently. \u2018Oh Joe! Joe I\u2019m so sorry this happened! Boy what have they done to you! Joe!\u2019 he murmured over and over again. Father and son swayed gently together in their embrace, their salty tears mingling in the water as they fell.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Just a bit more Joe. Try son.\u2019 Ben held out another spoonful to the boy\u2019s mouth and encouraged his son to swallow a bit more of the soup. Joe obediently opened his mouth, anxious to obey his father, although all he really wanted to do was sleep. \u2018Good boy,\u2019 Ben said soothingly as he put the bowl down. \u2018Now I want you to get some rest Joe. When you\u2019re asleep I\u2019m going downstairs for a few moments to send a wire to your brothers. Is that alright if I leave you son? It will just be for a few moments.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Sure Pa. I\u2019m gonna sleep now. You take your time.\u2019 Joe replied sleepily. He jerked his eyes open again. \u2018Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben brushed the curls off his son\u2019s forehead. \u2018Yes Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa can you buy me something when you\u2019re downstairs?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Of course I can Joe. Anything at all. What do you need son?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Can you get me some boots Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben frowned, not sure of the reason behind the request. \u2018Boots? Joe you\u2019re not going anywhere for a while son. You won\u2019t need boots yet.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked up at his father pleadingly. \u2018Please Pa? I gotta have some boots. Please?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe when you\u2019re feeling a bit better we\u2019ll go down together and buy you a complete set of new clothes including boots. Alright?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No Pa, now! I don\u2019t care about the rest of it, but I gotta have some boots. Please?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stroked his son\u2019s face. \u2018Sure Joe. Anything you want. I\u2019ll get the fanciest pair of boots I can find. Alright son?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe closed his eyes with a sigh. \u2018Thanks Pa,\u2019 he said sleepily and drifted off into a deep sleep.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sat and watched his boy sleep. \u00a0\u00a0Joe was lying on his stomach in an attempt to ease his aching back, and he had his new boots clutched tightly under his arm. Ben smiled at the memory of how eager the boy had been when Ben had held out the boots to him, and wondered about the reason behind the request. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I guess there are a lot of things we need to talk over Joseph<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. He stroked the boy\u2019s curls off his forehead.<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> All in good time son.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A knock at the door caused him to turn sharply. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Good, the doctor\u2019s here!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben opened the door to reveal a short balding man carrying a bag. \u2018Mr Cartwright?\u2019 he asked, and Ben nodded. \u2018Where is the boy?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018In here,\u2019 Ben motioned for the doctor to enter the room and pointed towards the bed on which Joe still lay motionless. \u2018He\u2019s been badly beaten and I need you to check him over.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The doctor nodded and made his way over towards the bed. Ben sat beside his son, and shook him gently. \u2018Joe, wake up son.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stirred and opened his eyes. \u2018Hi Pa,\u2019 he said and smiled up at his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe the doctor\u2019s here to take a look at you. I need you to wake up for a little bit now.\u2019 Ben gently pulled covers back to expose his son\u2019s back to the doctor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe frowned and lifted his head. \u2018No! I don\u2019t need no doctor Pa. Make him go away!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stroked his son\u2019s hair and murmured softly to him. \u2018I know you don\u2019t want him here Joe, but he has to check you over. Just lay still and let him examine you son.\u2019 Joe continued to frown, but lay still as his father asked him to.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The doctor ran his hands over Joe\u2019s back and then picked up one of his wrists. \u2018These are in danger of becoming infected. What on earth happened to this boy?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I told you, he was badly beaten,\u2019 Ben replied. \u2018His ankles also need attention.\u2019 Ben pulled the covers back further to show the doctor. \u2018See?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The doctor frowned when he saw the marks on Joe ankles. \u2018This looks like \u2026. Has this boy been shackled with leg irons?\u2019 he demanded. When Ben nodded he stood up. \u2018I do not tend to slaves, Mr Cartwright. I suggest you \u2026..\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben straightened up next to him, reached across the bed and pulled the man towards him by the collar. \u2018You will treat my son doctor, or you will be sorry!\u2019 he spat at him. \u2018I want this boy tended to now!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The doctor tried to back away, but Ben had him on a vice-like grip and began to shake him. \u2018Do you understand me?\u2019 The doctor nodded and Ben let him go suddenly. \u2018Then get on with it now!\u2019 he barked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Later on that afternoon as Ben sat and watched his son sleep, he picked one of the boy\u2019s bandaged wrists and held it for a moment. Joe shifted in the bed slightly moaning softly, and Ben anxiously bent over him. \u2018Joe? I\u2019m here Joe, just settle down son.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Hurts,\u2019 Joe murmured softly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Where does it hurt Joe? Tell Pa.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018My arms, my back\u2026.. hurts.\u2019 Joe said again softly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben picked up the jar of ointment that the doctor had grudgingly left for him and pulled back the covers. As he gently rubbed it into his son\u2019s back Joe moaned again and began to kick the covers away. \u2018Hurts,\u2019 he continued to whimper.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben crooned to him softly as he continued to rub as softly as he could. \u2018I know it does Joe. I know.\u2019 Joe continued to kick feebly at the covers and they fell onto the floor. As Ben bent down to pick them up, Joe kicked out at him and Ben reached out to hold his son\u2019s foot to stop it from hitting him in the face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stared down at the foot in his hand, not able to take his eyes away from a mark on the boy\u2019s heel that he saw for the first time<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. Oh my God Joe, what have they done to you son? <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben fingered the mark and his blood went cold with the thought of how it had come to be there. He pounded the bed with his other fist and bent his head to kiss the foot that he held so tenderly. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joseph! Joseph! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His tears fell unchecked down his face and onto the boy\u2019s foot as he sobbed uncontrollably. Joe slept on while his father mourned for the inhumanity of men in this world.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sat and stared at the beam of sunlight that cut across the room and ended on the bed on which he sat. Beside him Joe slept, muttering in his sleep. Ben reached over and stroked the boy\u2019s curls from his forehead, and Joe settled immediately. Ben thought about all his son had been through, and longed to draw him into his arms again, and it was only the thought of disturbing his sleep that refrained him from doing so.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben wondered about the doctor\u2019s attitude. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The sooner I get you out of here Joseph the better! No one is ever going to hurt you again son, that much I promise you! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He leant forward as Joe stirred again and muttered under his breath. \u2018It\u2019s alright Joe,\u2019 he murmured. \u2018Pa\u2019s here son, go back to sleep now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe opened his eyes and stared at his father for a moment. \u2018Pa?\u2019 he asked, puzzled for a moment. \u2018Pa? Have you come for me?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stroked his son\u2019s hair again. \u2018Yes Joe, I\u2019ve come for you. Go back to sleep now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe opened his eyes wider and looked around him anxiously. \u2018Pa? Can we leave here now Pa? I want to get away from here now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s alright son, we\u2019re in the hotel room.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Where?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You\u2019re safe now Joe,\u2019 Ben assured his son. \u2018No one\u2019s going to hurt you now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe began to cry quietly and Ben reached down and held his son close to him while he murmured into his ear.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa I know you said you\u2019d come and I did believe you, really I did.\u2019 Joe sobbed onto his father\u2019s shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But I couldn\u2019t wait Pa. I know you said to do whatever it took, but I just couldn\u2019t! Pa I tried, but I couldn\u2019t do it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s alright Joe, it\u2019s alright. You did nothing wrong son.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lifted his head and looked into his father\u2019s eyes. \u2018Yes Pa I did. I made someone die. Someone who didn\u2019t deserve to. He died Pa, and it was my fault.\u2019 In between sobs he told his father of Lucas, while Ben sat and listened silently. When Joe had finished his father had no words for him, but merely hugged his boy tighter as if to take the anguish away from him with his touch.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I made him die Pa. It was my fault.\u2019 Joe lifted his tear-streaked face up to look at his father. \u2018If I had just waited Pa it wouldn\u2019t have happened.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe you weren\u2019t to know,\u2019 his father replied. \u2018You did what you felt you had to and Lucas got caught up in a situation that you both had no control over. You said you tried to explain.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes but they wouldn\u2019t listen,\u2019 Joe sobbed. \u2018No one would listen.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stroked the boy\u2019s hair silently while Joe continued. \u2018But I had to go Pa. They were gonna \u2026..\u2019 he stopped unwilling to tell his father any more.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018They were going to \u2026..\u2019 Ben prompted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Nothin \u2026. I mean \u2026. Pa, I just can\u2019t \u2026\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s alright Joe. You don\u2019t have to tell me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stared out of the window at the people in the street below. \u2018Why are people like that Pa? Why do they do those things?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe not all people are like that. There are many decent people in this world who would be just as horrified with the things that go on here as we are.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lay and stared at his father. \u2018Pa can we go home now? I really want to go home Pa.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben leant closer to him. \u2018You\u2019re not well enough yet Joe. I want you to be sure that you\u2019re up to the trip. It\u2019s a long way son.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa I\u2019m up to it! I just have to get out of here now, ya know? Now Pa, please?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at his son, trying to calm him. \u2018I promise you Joe, as soon as I think you are up to the trip we\u2019ll leave. Now try and go back to sleep son.\u2019 He wiped the tears from the boy\u2019s face and smiled at him. \u2018The sooner you get some sleep the sooner you\u2019ll be well enough to travel.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded and closed his eyes. As his breathing gradually slowed and sleep overtook him, Ben closed his own eyes and prayed for his son to be at peace again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sat at the window looking down at the street below him. He had been watching the passing traffic for hours without really seeing it, and was content to just sit and stare at nothing in particular. When the door behind him opened he smiled to see his father enter the room. \u2018Hi Pa,\u2019 he smiled. \u2018Did you get them?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben returned the smile and sat next to his son. \u2018I sure did. A couple of shirts and a pair of pants to go with those fancy new boots of yours. Underwear too.\u2019 He smiled at the expression on Joe\u2019s face. \u2018And you\u2019ll be wearing it young man, I know what you\u2019re like!\u2019 They smiled at each other. Ben\u2019s eyes darted to Joe\u2019s feet and wondered once again why the boy insisted on wearing the boots even with his nightshirt. Was it because of the brand on his foot? Ben hadn\u2019t told Joe that he had seen the mark and didn\u2019t intend to until the boy was ready to tell him about it. Yet somehow he felt though that the obsession with the boots was something else again. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">All in good time Joseph, all in good time.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I got something else too son,\u2019 he said softly. \u2018Here.\u2019 He held out a sheaf of paper to Joe and motioned for him to take it. Joe opened it up and began to read for a few moments, then dropped it into his lap.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018There\u2019s a copy for you to keep son, and they\u2019ve all been lodged in the county records.\u2019 Ben stroked the back of his son\u2019s neck. \u2018These documents mean that you don\u2019t belong to anyone Joe, not even me. The only person you belong to from now on is yourself. There\u2019s nothing to worry about ever again Joe. No body can ever harm you again.\u2019 Joe bent his head and sobbed while Ben continued to comfort him. \u2018Let it out Joe. Cry as much as you need to son. Just let it out.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sobbed out his relief and his anguish in his father\u2019s arms, while Ben waited.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a few moments, Joe took a deep breath. \u2018Pa there\u2019s something I have ta tell you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sat silently and waited.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018When I first went there Pa, they \u2026.. they \u2026.\u2019 Joe\u2019s words trailed away, while Ben continued to wait for him to find the words. \u2018They \u2026\u2026 marked me Pa.\u2019 Joe looked up at his father to see if he understood. \u2018They put a mark \u2026. here on my foot.\u2019 He pointed to his heel. \u2018They wanted to \u2026.. to show that I belonged to them.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You don\u2019t belong to anyone now Joe,\u2019 his father said, trying not to show the boy his repulsion at the thought of what they had done to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes, but \u2026. The mark on there, it\u2019s \u2026. well \u2026. it\u2019s there forever now isn\u2019t it? I \u2026. guess It \u2026. It\u2019ll remind me I suppose.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes, it will always be there to remind you Joe. I wish to God I could take what they did away from you, but I can\u2019t. No one can.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe tried to smile at his father, but failed. He turned away from the intense look that Ben gave him, and swallowed. \u2018The \u2026.. the boots \u2026.. well, they\u2019ll hide it won\u2019t they?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben frowned. \u2018Yes.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But I\u2019ll know that it\u2019s there. Even if other people don\u2019t, I\u2019ll still know it\u2019s there. It\u2019s the mark of what I really am.\u2019 Joe looked back at his father. \u2018They wouldn\u2019t let me have any boots, ya know. Slaves aren\u2019t allowed ta have em.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ah, now we\u2019re getting to it! <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No?\u2019 Ben asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Even though I\u2019ve got these papers now,\u2019 Joe indicated the papers on his lap, \u2018I\u2019ve still got the mark. I\u2019ll always be coloured.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben reached to his son and clutched him around the back of the neck. \u2018You are what you are Joe. Nothing can change that. It doesn\u2019t matter what your ancestry was.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded. \u2018Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes son?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018My mother \u2026 she didn\u2019t know about any of this did she?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No Joe, she was never aware of her ancestry. My only wish is that I could take the last few weeks away from you son, to make so that it never happened. But I can\u2019t.\u2019 Ben stroked his boy\u2019s hair. \u2018But what I can say to you Joe is this \u2013 you are free now, and nothing can ever change that again. You will always be free just like you were before.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked into his father\u2019s eyes. \u2018No Pa. I might be legally free now, but I\u2019ll never really be what I was before. It\u2019s different now Pa, you know?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded at him and continued to stroke his hair. \u2018But it\u2019s OK now Pa, cause I learned something.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What\u2019s that son?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I learned that it doesn\u2019t matter if you\u2019re free or not. Freedom is in here isn\u2019t it?\u2019 He touched his chest to indicate his heart, and Ben nodded. \u2018Ya know what Pa? When it first happened I really hated it when people called me part-coloured, but then I got ta thinking. If being coloured was bein like people like Katie, then it was OK, ya know?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes Joe. You should never be ashamed of who you are son, whether its your colour or anything else.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yeah I know that now Pa. I mean, it was kinda like being ashamed of who I am wasn\u2019t it? Kinda like being ashamed of my mother. I still want ta run away from all this,\u2019 he indicated the scene out in the street,\u2019 but I don\u2019t want ta run away from what I am no more.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at him and patted his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018That part of me belongs ta my mother, so it can\u2019t be bad ta have it can it? If she was coloured, then its good enough for me ta be too!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I think you\u2019ve learned quite a bit more than you realise son,\u2019 said Ben softly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben led Joe along the train platform at a slow pace, not really sure how his son was coping with the crowds and the exertion. \u2018Up here Joseph, I\u2019ve booked us a compartment to ourselves so that you can stretch out and rest.\u2019 Ben turned when he realised his son had stopped. \u2018What is it son?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe was staring into a carriage, his mind taking him back to the last time he had been here. Inside the luggage compartment he saw a couple of dogs tied up and luggage piled high, but nothing else. He sighed with relief, and thought briefly about Nathan. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Wonder if he ever got to that farm? I hope so. <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Coming Pa,\u2019 he said and began to walk along the platform after him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He thought about the strangeness of being on the other side of that door again. He was back in his own world again now, but somehow it seemed very different. He wondered if it really was his world after all. Somehow he doubted that he truly belonged in either one. As he sat in their compartment and looked out of the window at the people on the platform he wondered if life would ever be the same again. He doubted it. The things that had happened to him had forever changed his world, no matter which side of the carriage door he was looking from.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe glanced across at his father and smiled at him, and Ben returned the look. \u2018It\u2019s a long way ahead of us Joe. Settle back and relax now son,\u2019 his father said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sighed and sat back in his seat as the train picked up speed and left the station platform behind them. Joe wriggled his toes inside his new boots and felt the roughness of the mark on his heel that would be with him for the rest of his life. As he glanced down at his shiny new boots, he smiled. At first he had been so grateful to have them. Grateful that he had a method of covering up the mark that told the world who he really was, grateful that by wearing them he was showing the world that he was Joe Cartwright again, not Joseph the slave. But now he knew that wasn\u2019t so important anymore. His father was right. He had no need to be ashamed of whom he really was.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He thought of Katie back at the plantation living her life the only way she knew how. He thought of Lucas and the waste of a life with so much still to live. He thought of Nathan still living the nightmare that had so recently been his as well. He thought of his father and his brothers and how lucky he was to be going back to the life with them that he knew so well. He thought of his mother and how she had left him the legacy of her blood that she hadn\u2019t even been aware of herself. It was a legacy that would be with him forever, whether or not others acknowledged it or even knew it existed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sighed as he watched the landscape change from the city scene to a country setting. He was on his way back to a world from which he had been cruelly torn if only for a short while, and one that he would now see with such different eyes. Never again would he take for granted the things in life with which he had been blessed. He wriggled his toes again inside his new boots and felt the mark that named him as coloured rub against the boots that showed him as white. Two worlds so vastly different, yet both a part of him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He would never forget that he belonged between two worlds now, and the man that Joe Cartwright was becoming would take from both of them what he needed to live his life the best way he knew how.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>Two Worlds Collide<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>by Joan<\/b><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam straightened up from his position as he leant against a pole and peered into the distance where a small swirl of dust could be seen. \u2018It\u2019s coming,\u2019 he said quietly. Hoss stood up and put his hat on as he followed his brother\u2019s gaze. The two brothers stood in silence for a few moments, their eyes fixated on the ever-increasing dust in the distance. \u2018Remember what Pa wrote,\u2019 said Adam, looking at his brother. \u2018We need to just follow his lead.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss nodded. \u2018Sure,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019ll just be glad to see em both again.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The stage drew to a halt in front of them and they waited as a couple of passengers alighted before spying their father getting down. \u2018Pa!\u2019 called Hoss and stepped forward to give the man a bear hug that lifted him full off the ground.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Steady son,\u2019 said Ben, laughing. He turned to Adam and gave him a hug as well, then stood back and looked at both his sons. \u2018How are you both?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018We\u2019re fine Pa,\u2019 replied Adam. \u2018How are you more to the point?\u2019 His eyes travelled to the open door of the stage. \u2018And Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at them both. \u2018We\u2019re tired,\u2019 he said. \u2018It\u2019s been a long trip.\u2019 He gave them both a meaningful look and said in a slightly louder voice. \u2018I hope you\u2019ve got the buggy with you. I don\u2019t think Joe and I are up to riding just yet.\u2019 He turned to the stage. \u2018Joseph?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The unmistakeable curly head of their younger brother appeared in the doorway and Joe stepped down from the stage quickly. \u2018Hi!\u2019 he said with a grin. Hoss made to step forward and then hesitated. \u2018Well?\u2019 said Joe. \u2018Don\u2019t I get a hug too?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss grinned at him and gave him the same treatment as he had given his father, this time twirling his younger brother around once in the air at the same time. \u2018Ya sure do!\u2019 he said gleefully as he set him down again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned to Adam. \u2018Don\u2019t you try that!\u2019 he warned. \u2018Once is enough.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam laughed and pulled his younger brother toward him as he embraced him. \u2018My hugs aren\u2019t quite so rough,\u2019 he said. Joe closed his eyes for a moment as the two brothers embraced, a gesture that didn\u2019t go unnoticed by his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Come on boys,\u2019 he said. \u2018We\u2019ve got lots of time for all this when we get home. What I need is a hot bath, and I\u2019m sure you need one as well Joseph.\u2019 He took his youngest son by the arm and directed him to their buggy, which was across the street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe allowed himself to be led hurriedly towards the buggy and just as quickly got in. He slumped down in the seat and pulled his hat over his face. \u2018Can we go now Pa?\u2019 he asked. \u2018I want to get out of here.\u2019 He looked furtively around the street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Of course we can,\u2019 said Ben in a jovial tone that sounded quite forced to Adam and Hoss. \u2018Come on boys, hurry up.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Once they were on their way, both brothers had the opportunity to study Joe without being obvious about it and neither of them liked what they saw at all. He was a bit thinner, although not unduly so, but what struck them both was the pinched and haunted look about him that he was obviously taking great pains to hide. But try as he would, the strain of the past few weeks showed clearly to them by the dark circles under his eyes, the pinched look of his usually smiling mouth and the nervous fidgeting of his hands. He was a very different boy to the excited and happy one they had said goodbye to that day when he and their father were setting off on their trip to New Orleans.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">On that day Joe had been so animated and alive. Now he seemed to be a pale imitation of the person he had seemed then. Both his brothers ached at the sight of him and it was only their father\u2019s meaningful stare that told them to take it easy that stopped either of them from reaching out to him and hugging him to them again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018So?\u2019 said Adam, trying to sound casual. \u2018How was the trip back?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben glanced at Joe and answered for them both. \u2018As easy as could be expected,\u2019 he said. \u2018We\u2019re both glad to be home though, aren\u2019t we Joseph?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Glad to be home!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> That was an understatement! He had never felt so glad to be anywhere as he was to feel the relief of coming back to The Ponderosa. The past couple of weeks travelling had been a blur for him, so engrossed had he been in trying to come to terms with all that had happened to him. He had begun to physically heal and felt much better for it, but with each day that passed had also come a great weariness that he found difficult to deal with. He supposed it was leftover from those weeks when he hadn\u2019t been able to sleep much and now that he was safe his body was reacting in this way. He could understand that, but he still found it hard to accept.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It seemed that all he wanted to do was sleep lately and in one way he guessed that had been a good thing. It had helped the travelling time to go faster, it had helped to block out the time he had to dwell on past events and it had given him less time to talk to his father about it. Not that he minded talking to Pa at all. He gave the man a weak smile as the thought crossed his mind for the hundredth time just what his father had done for him. Without Pa he would be\u2026 He shifted in his seat and blocked his mind to the thoughts that threatened to invade it once again. Instinctively his hand came to rest on his jacket pocket where he kept his most precious possession\u2026the papers his father had given him that spelled the end to his nightmare. There were a few times during the trip that he had woken up in a cold sweat and reached for them, thinking in his semi-conscious state that they had been taken from him. It had taken quite a bit of persuading from his father on several occasions to convince him that it wasn\u2019t so and even now he had to keep reassuring himself constantly that they were there. Without them he would be\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned to face his father and brothers. \u2018Sure am,\u2019 he said with a forced brightness.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You go first Joe,\u2019 said his father as he motioned for Hop Sing to bring the hot water in. \u2018The tub is ready.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned from the window of the washhouse where he had been gazing across towards the barn. He saw Hop Sing carrying the buckets and hurried over to help him. \u2018I\u2019ll do that,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Is all right Little Joe,\u2019 replied Hop Sing. \u2018I do it all time.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know,\u2019 Joe said as he took the buckets. \u2018But you shouldn\u2019t have to. I mean\u2026. Let me help.\u2019 Memories of carrying water for hours at an end came back to him and he thought about the way his back had ached with each load. He tipped the water into the tub and stood looking thoughtfully at the ever-widening ripples that raced across its surface.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He jumped at his father\u2019s touch. \u2018Yes?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You go first.\u2019 Joe hesitated while his father looked at him. \u2018I\u2019ll wait outside,\u2019 the man said gently. \u2018Let me know when you\u2019re finished and I\u2019ll put some more of that salve on your back.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded, pleased that his father understood his reluctance to undress in front of him. He still found it difficult to look at his own body with the marks of his mistreatment still on it, let alone allowing anyone else to view it. It was as much as he could stand for his father to tend to him during these past few weeks and even then there were times when he found himself cringing away from the man\u2019s touch in spite of himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As he lay in the warm water, Joe let his muscles relax and his mind wander. The relief of being home hadn\u2019t sunk in yet and he still felt quite numb with the thought of it all. He glanced across to the chair where his jacket and other clothing lay discarded and checked again that they were still there. As he did so, he cursed himself for the thought. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Of course they\u2019re still there stupid! Where else would it be? <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He made a mental note to ask his father to put the papers in the safe as soon as he got out of here. Those papers were his lifeline to freedom and he went cold at the very thought of what they meant to him. He slid back in the tub, letting the warm water rise up around his head. He held up his wrists to inspect them and noticed that the scabs were quite well formed on them now and wondered how long it would take for them to completely heal over.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe considered for a moment how easy it was for his body to heal and yet how hard for his mind. It was a pity there wasn\u2019t some salve his father could rub on that to take away the memories as easily as it took away the hurt in his back, wrists and ankles. He sighed as closed his eyes as he felt the healing warmth of the water doing its work. For now he would just let things be while he recovered. Hopefully it would be as Pa had said\u2026given time his mind would let things go as well.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stared into the mirror and smiled thinly at his reflection that stared back at him. From this angle he looked just about the same as he always had. The same eyes, mouth and nose. Of course the mirror only showed his face and didn\u2019t reveal the marks on the rest of his body at all. He picked up a comb and ran it through his thick curly hair, frowning as he did so. What was it Mama Katie had said? Oh yes! He got his curly hair from his mother. He frowned. His mother and her coloured blood. He put his arm out and studied the colour of his skin intently. He couldn\u2019t for the life of him see anything unusual about it, but he supposed it must have a tinge of colour in it if he was\u2026he pushed all such thoughts out of his mind angrily and raked the comb viciously through his hair as he tried to get the knots out of it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You\u2019ll tear it out by the roots if you carry on like that,\u2019 said his father pleasantly as he entered the room. \u2018Well I don\u2019t know about you Joe, but I certainly feel better after that hot bath.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at his father\u2019s reflection standing next to his own. \u2018Much better,\u2019 he said shortly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Come over here and I\u2019ll put some of this on your back. Pull that nightshirt down just a bit,\u2019 said his father. Joe sat on the bed and slid his nightshirt down from his shoulders as he allowed his Pa to begin the action that they both knew so well now. He had done the same thing twice a day for the past two weeks. \u2018It\u2019s looking much better,\u2019 said Ben from behind him. \u2018The bruising will be gone in a few more days. Here, let me put some on those wrists.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe allowed his father to pick up his wrists one at a time and apply a liberal amount of the salve on them. It felt cool and soothing against his skin. \u2018Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes?\u2019 said Ben as he continued to work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Is it all right with you if I go into town tomorrow?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The question startled Ben so much that he looked up at his son and stopped working for a moment. He hadn\u2019t for one moment thought the boy would want to face people yet and the request absolutely floored him. \u2018Of course it is,\u2019 he said after a moment. \u2018Why do you want to though? I thought you might like to rest for a few days first.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded. \u2018I do,\u2019 he said. \u2018I am real tired. It\u2019s just that I want to get a haircut that\u2019s all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben\u2019s jaw dropped open. It was the first time he could ever remember the boy requesting such a thing. Since he was old enough to understand what was happening around him Joe hadn\u2019t ever wanted to have his haircut and seemed to take great delight in fighting his father about its length every time Ben had dragged him into town to have it done.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Sure,\u2019 said Ben finally, not knowing what else to say. \u2018We could visit Paul Martin while we\u2019re in there as well.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019d like him to look you over that\u2019s all. Check out these wrists for a start.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe, I really think he should take a look at you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018That doctor in \u2026 down there\u2026he checked me over. I don\u2019t need anyone else to.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018That was two weeks ago Joe. I\u2019d feel better if Paul took at look at you now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Son\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe put his head up. \u2018And what are you thinking of telling him Pa? How are you gonna explain all this?\u2019 Joe gestured to his wrists and his back. \u2018I don\u2019t want him looking at me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sighed. \u2018There\u2019s no need to say what happened,\u2019 he began. \u2018We could just\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He ain\u2019t stupid Pa. I\u2019m sure he\u2019ll figure part of it out and then he\u2019ll start asking questions. You said yourself that my back is nearly better, so why don\u2019t we just leave it at that?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood up. \u2018No! I ain\u2019t gonna have anyone find out what happened! I ain\u2019t going to no doctor Pa, and that\u2019s an end to it!\u2019 He strode over to his window and looked out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood up and walked over to his son. \u2018All right Joseph,\u2019 he said quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Whatever you want. Just remember that no one around here knows about what happened to you and that\u2019s the way it will stay unless you decide otherwise. I\u2019d never put your privacy at risk like that son.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know,\u2019 said Joe in a low voice as he continued to stare out of the window. After a moment he added. \u2018What did you tell Adam and Hoss in that letter you wrote?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben took a deep breath. \u2018I told them how you\u2019d been taken by Bates and sold,\u2019 he said. \u2018I told them about your mother\u2019s blood. You said it was all right to say that.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded. \u2018Nothing else?\u2019 He glanced down at his feet.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No. I know that they\u2019re wondering of course, but I haven\u2019t told them any details yet. I thought you might want to do that.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018No,\u2019 he said in the same low voice. \u2018I can\u2019t.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Do you want me to?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben put his hand on his son\u2019s shoulder. \u2018All of it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe swallowed. \u2018Not the \u2026.\u2019 He continued to look at his feet and pointed to them. \u2018Not that. I don\u2019t think they need to know about that.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben knew that his son was referring to the brand on his heel. \u2018Of course not,\u2019 he said gently as he massaged the boy\u2019s neck. He noticed the socks on his Joe\u2019s feet that he had pulled on with his nightshirt as if to cover them up. \u2018I\u2019ll tell you what Joe. Why don\u2019t you get some sleep now and I\u2019ll get Hop Sing to bring you up some supper in a while. You look deadbeat and you\u2019ll need your strength if we\u2019re going into town tomorrow.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned at smiled at his father. \u2018Yeah, I think I will,\u2019 he said. \u2018You look tired too Pa. You should have an early night.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben patted his son on the shoulder. \u2018I will,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019ll go and talk to your brothers first though.\u2019 Joe nodded. \u2018Sleep well son. And Joe?\u2019 Joe looked at his father. \u2018Welcome home boy.\u2019 Father and son smiled at each other for a moment and then Ben quietly closed the door behind him as he left the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam sat silently shaking his head as he stared into the fireplace while Hoss paced up and down in front of it as he had for the past forty minutes while their father had been speaking. Ben picked up his coffee cup and noted that it was now cold, so replaced it on the table in front of him. The silence lengthened as the three men each dealt with his own thoughts. Finally Ben spoke. \u2018Your brother still feels very fragile about the whole thing as I\u2019m sure you can imagine,\u2019 he said. \u2018Now you can see why I said to take it gently with him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss turned to him, his face a mixture of anger and despair. \u2018I can\u2019t believe what you\u2019re telling us Pa!\u2019 he said. \u2018I just can\u2019t believe it!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked up at his son sadly. \u2018Believe it Hoss. It\u2019s all true,\u2019 he said softly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But how could they? I just don\u2019t understand how anyone could do them things! Specially not to Little Joe!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam rubbed the bridge of his nose as he always did when in thought. \u2018Not everyone thinks about Joe the way we do Hoss,\u2019 he said softly. \u2018There\u2019s a lot of injustice in this world and unfortunately our little brother has just come face to face with it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss clenched his fists. \u2018Well if I\u2019d been there I woulda killed\u2026.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Which is exactly why I didn\u2019t send you both a wire until it was all over,\u2019 interrupted his father. \u2018That kind of thing would have resulted in me having more than one son in trouble.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I guess so,\u2019 acknowledged Hoss. \u2018It just riles me so much to think of my little brother being treated like that!\u2019 He thumped the back of his father\u2019s chair.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It riles us all Hoss,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018But you\u2019ve got to remember that the law was on their side.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I don\u2019t care!\u2019 shouted Hoss. \u2018The law is wrong!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I agree,\u2019 continued Adam. \u2018But from their point of view\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Law or no law, there\u2019s no reason to have treated him like that!\u2019 exploded Hoss. \u2018I don\u2019t care what they thought about his Ma and all that legal stuff\u2026they had no right!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Boys this isn\u2019t helping anyone,\u2019 interrupted their father. \u2018What we\u2019ve got to concentrate on now is Joseph. He\u2019s come through a shocking experience and we have to show him our support in order to help him get through the rest of it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam sat forward. \u2018Does he know you\u2019re telling us all this?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes. He asked me to. He couldn\u2019t bring himself to tell you himself, but I think he\u2019ll be relieved that you know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018So how do you think we should treat him?\u2019 asked the ever-practical Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Just be guided by your instincts,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018It\u2019s difficult to know how he\u2019ll cope with it all. Time will tell I suppose. He\u2019s asked to go into town and have his haircut tomorrow so I suppose that\u2019s a good sign.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He what?\u2019 asked Hoss incredulously. \u2018Shortshanks never once wanted to have his haircut!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know. It surprised me too,\u2019 acknowledged his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">All three Cartwrights turned at the sound of Joe\u2019s voice behind them on the stairs. Ben stood up. \u2018Joe! I thought you were asleep son. What are you doing up?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I forgot something,\u2019 said Joe, avoiding his brothers\u2019 eyes. He had a fair idea of what they\u2019d all been talking about and didn\u2019t feel comfortable about it at all. He held out some papers to Ben who looked at them strangely.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What are they?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018The\u2026 them papers you got for me,\u2019 said Joe looking at his father pleadingly as if willing him not to say anything about them in front of his brothers. \u2018They\u2019re kinda important and I was wondering if they could go in the safe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben took the papers from his son\u2019s hand. \u2018Of course,\u2019 he said with a smile. \u2018I\u2019ll put them in before I go to bed. Now upstairs with you and get some rest.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood his ground. \u2018Could you put them in now please? I want to make sure they\u2019re safe.\u2019 Ben walked over to the safe and bent down to fiddle with the combination. Joe didn\u2019t take his eyes off his father until the papers were safely away and the man stood up again. \u2018Thanks, he said shortly. \u2018Night.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Good night son.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Night Joe,\u2019 called Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Get some sleep,\u2019 said Hoss with a smile.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gave them all a half-hearted smile and climbed the stairs again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What was that all about?\u2019 asked Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018His papers,\u2019 replied his father as he stared at the staircase. \u2018After I\u2019d paid Edwards the money I went down to the Town Registry and had him signed over to himself. It was important that he knew he didn\u2019t even belong to me anymore.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam nodded. \u2018I can understand that,\u2019 he said. \u2018Poor kid.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018He still feels very insecure about it all,\u2019 he said. \u2018We have to try and help him get over it.\u2019 He sighed. \u2018I\u2019m off to bed now boys. It\u2019s been a long day and I\u2019m aching for that soft mattress. Goodnight.\u2019 He climbed the stairs wearily leaving Adam and Hoss still staring into the fire, each with their own thoughts.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ben! When did you and the youngster get back into town?\u2019 Harold Roach held out his hand and shook Ben\u2019s enthusiastically. \u2018Good to see you back.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at the barber. \u2018We got in yesterday,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Dragging the boy in for a haircut already eh?\u2019 replied Harold. \u2018Hello Joe.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Hello Mr Roach,\u2019 said Joe sitting himself in the chair.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018So how was the trip?\u2019 asked Harold as he put a sheet around Joe and picked up his scissors.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben saw Joe wince in the mirror, so he answered quickly. \u2018Fine.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Who\u2019s been hacking away at this?\u2019 asked Harold as he combed through Joe\u2019s hair. \u2018I\u2019ll have to even it up before I can give it a trim.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe thought back again to Momma Katie and the day she\u2019d cut his hair and commented on how curly it was\u2026 just like his mother\u2019s must have been. \u2018I don\u2019t want it just trimmed,\u2019 he said. \u2018I want it cut real short.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The barber stopped and stared at him in the mirror. \u2018What did you say?\u2019 he asked in surprise. For as long as he could remember the youngest Cartwright boy had fought with his father in front of Harold about how he wanted his hair left long.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I want it cut short,\u2019 repeated Joe. \u2018Get all the curl out of it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Suddenly Ben realised what was behind their trip here. The boy was worried about the look of his hair. For the first time ever, Ben felt their roles reversed. \u2018Surely not too short Joe,\u2019 he said. \u2018It\u2019s a shame to cut off all those beautiful curls.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well nothing is gonna get the curl completely out,\u2019 said Harold. \u2018But I\u2019ll cut it short if you want.\u2019 He began to hack away at Joe\u2019s hair while his father watched from behind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Fancy boots,\u2019 said Harold. \u2018Get them in New Orleans?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes,\u2019 replied Joe shortly and immediately tucked his feet under the sheet. Wasn\u2019t it enough that he felt the mark on his heel with every step that he took? Now people were noticing his feet and drawing attention to them. Joe scowled into the mirror and caught his father looking at him, so he immediately changed the look into a smile. With every lock of his hair that fell to the ground he felt great satisfaction as if part of the last few weeks were falling away with it. Unfortunately hair grew back as he well knew, and so he knew that he\u2019d have to maintain the cut once he had it done.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">By the time the barber had finished, Joe looked quite different. Ben thought quite a bit younger, which only accentuated the vulnerability that his father knew was so much a part of him at the moment. Joe stood up and looked at the floor upon which his curls were scattered. \u2018Thanks,\u2019 he mumbled and strode out, leaving his father to pay the bill.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Is Joe all right?\u2019 asked Harold as he took the money. \u2018He seems a bit agitated about something.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled. \u2018He\u2019s fine,\u2019 he said. \u2018Just tired from the trip that\u2019s all.\u2019 He walked outside to find Joe scratching his head and giving him a sheepish look.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018My hat feels too big for me now,\u2019 he said. \u2018Maybe that wasn\u2019t so smart.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben put his arm around his son\u2019s shoulder. \u2018It\u2019ll grow back,\u2019 he said and saw a look of concern flit across his son\u2019s face momentarily. \u2018How about we get you some new clothes while we\u2019re in here if you\u2019re not too tired?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shrugged. \u2018No I\u2019m OK,\u2019 he said. But the boy looked anything but OK when they entered the next shop. As soon as the shopkeeper began to hold up pieces of clothing the agitation that Ben had observed earlier came back again and he had the distinct feeling that his son couldn\u2019t wait to get out of there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018They\u2019re fine,\u2019 he said to the shopkeeper as the man held up a couple of shirts.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t you want to try them on?\u2019 the man asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No. They\u2019re fine,\u2019 repeated Joe. He pulled the cuffs of his jacket down over his wrists to hide them and gave Ben a pleading look.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His father stepped forward, took the shirts and held them up against Joe\u2019s chest. \u2018No need to try them on,\u2019 he said. \u2018Joe\u2019s right. They\u2019re fine. I\u2019m sure it\u2019s all right if you try on the pants in the back room though Joseph. Go in there and see if they fit.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shot his father a look of sheer relief and scampered into the back room quickly. Ben sighed as he sat down. He could well understand the boy\u2019s reluctance to undress in front of anyone at the moment, and he hoped that his son\u2019s concern was due to the marks on his body and nothing else. Hopefully it would pass in time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Later on as they were riding home, Ben hesitated as they passed the trail that led down to the lake. Joe often wanted to stop there on the way to and from town and given his recent experiences, Ben was sure that he\u2019d want to today. Visiting his mother\u2019s grave would be good for him, even if it might cause him to be a bit emotional and Ben was prepared to spend quite a bit of time with the boy there if he needed to. He was surprised when Joe, however, stared ahead resolutely and kept riding.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe,\u2019 he said as he caught up to his son. \u2018I thought you might like to visit your mother\u2019s grave today. Do you want to stop for a few moments?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe kept staring ahead. \u2018I\u2019m kinda tired Pa. If you don\u2019t mind I might go another time.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018Of course. Whatever you want son.\u2019 He noticed his son\u2019s reluctance to look at him as if he were worried about something. \u2018It\u2019s all right Joe. You don\u2019t have to until you\u2019re ready.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gave a slight nod and kept riding.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018How about it shortshanks?\u2019 asked Hoss at the dinner table. \u2018It\u2019s such a hot afternoon that a bit of fishing might be just the thing to do this afternoon.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at his brother sideways. \u2018Ain\u2019t you got work to do?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Corse I do!\u2019 replied Hoss jovially. \u2018Ain\u2019t meaning ta do it though if Pa\u2019ll agree ta me having the afternoon off!\u2019 He looked at his father hopefully. The haunted look in his little brother\u2019s eye was just about more than he could stand and he aimed to try anything to get rid of it. \u2018How about it Pa?\u2019 he asked. \u2018It ain\u2019t every day we have a family reunion.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at him, knowing what was behind the request. \u2018I think I can spare you for one afternoon,\u2019 he said. \u2018Why don\u2019t all three of you go?\u2019 He felt that an afternoon with his brothers would do the boy good.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018How about it Adam?\u2019 asked Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Fine,\u2019 said Adam with a smile. \u2018I\u2019ve never turned down an afternoon off. Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe hesitated. He still didn\u2019t feel comfortable being with his brothers yet\u2026just the thought that they knew what he\u2019d been through was enough to make him feel\u2026well he didn\u2019t quite know what he felt yet. He shrugged. \u2018I don\u2019t know,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019m kinda tired.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Then ya can sleep up at the lake,\u2019 said Hoss, grinning at him. \u2018Aw come on short shanks! Ya not gonna deprive us of an afternoon off are ya?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shrugged again. \u2018OK,\u2019 he said without any enthusiasm in his voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Great!\u2019 said Hoss. \u2018I\u2019ll go and get things ready.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m glad you\u2019re coming Joe,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018It\u2019ll be good for you after all you\u2019ve been through.\u2019 He watched his brother carefully to gauge his reaction to his words.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yeah sure,\u2019 mumbled Joe and stood up. \u2018I\u2019ll go and \u2026 saddle Cochise.\u2019 He practically ran from the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was silence as Joe left. \u2018Be careful with him,\u2019 Ben said finally.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam stood up. \u2018Aren\u2019t I always?\u2019 he replied. He put his hand on his father\u2019s shoulder as he passed him. \u2018Don\u2019t worry Pa. He\u2019ll come back to us eventually. You said yourself to give him time.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben put his hand over his son\u2019s. \u2018I know,\u2019 he said. \u2018Its just\u2026I keep seeing him in my mind as he was when I found him. Tied up and\u2026they kept him like an animal Adam. I just don\u2019t know if I\u2019ll ever\u2026\u2019 his voice trailed away and tears formed in his eyes. \u2018I\u2019m sorry son,\u2019 he said. \u2018I guess I\u2019m going to take some getting over this too.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam looked at his father compassionately and noted the weariness that surrounded him. \u2018Hoss and I couldn\u2019t begin to understand what both of you went through down there Pa. But anytime you need to we\u2019re both here to listen and \u2026 well we\u2019re here if you need us.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben patted Adam\u2019s hand again. \u2018I know,\u2019 he said. \u2018I think I\u2019ll go upstairs and rest while you\u2019re all out this afternoon. We\u2019re all going to need to be strong during the coming weeks and frankly at the moment I just don\u2019t feel it.\u2019 Adam watched his father wearily mount the stairs and turned to follow his brothers outside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Whew! That\u2019s better,\u2019 said Hoss as he eased off his boots and socks and dangled his feet in the water alongside Adam\u2019s. \u2018Hey shortshanks! Ain\u2019t ya gonna take off ya boots?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Aw go on. It\u2019s too hot ta leave em on ya know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe glared at him. \u2018I said no,\u2019 he said curtly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss looked at Adam and fell silent. Joe tucked his feet up under him and threw his line into the water and the three brothers sat alongside each other for quite a while enjoying the sunshine.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa told you didn\u2019t he?\u2019 asked Joe suddenly in a low voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yep,\u2019 said Hoss with another glance at Adam. \u2018That\u2019s why we\u2019re so glad ta have ya back again.\u2019 There was silence. \u2018I\u2019d kill em all fer ya if I could ya know Joe.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned and smiled at his brother. \u2018That\u2019d really help,\u2019 he said sarcastically. \u2018Anyway the one that I really wanted dead already is.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Just keep remembering that buddy,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018He can\u2019t ever hurt you again.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018None of em ever can!\u2019 declared Hoss. \u2018Ya\u2019re home now and things can get back ta normal.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018Things\u2019ll never be the same again,\u2019 he said in the same low voice. \u2018I\u2019m a different person now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You\u2019re still our Joe though,\u2019 said Adam, putting his hand on his brother\u2019s shoulder in a rare display of affection. Joe looked startled at the gesture. \u2018Nothing can ever change you really unless you let it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You sound like Pa now,\u2019 said Joe with a half-smile.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well some of him is bound to rub off don\u2019t you think?\u2019 said Adam with a grin. \u2018We\u2019ve all listened to him often enough.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe\u2019s half-smile turned into a grin as well. \u2018Sure have!\u2019 he agreed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You want to talk about it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe hesitated. \u2018I don\u2019t know,\u2019 he said. \u2018Part of me wants to forget all about it, but then\u2026sometimes I just want to get it all out of me, you know? Pa\u2019s been great about it, but I don\u2019t want to hurt him any more with it all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018How could ya hurt him?\u2019 asked Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well he was real upset when he found me,\u2019 said Joe. \u2018I just think that talking about it might upset him more. And\u2026\u2019 Adam and Hoss waited. \u2018And then there\u2019s that stuff about my mother you know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam frowned. \u2018What do you mean?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well\u2026I don\u2019t know.\u2019 Joe shrugged and hugged his knees tight to his chest. \u2018It just seems\u2026\u2019 he shook his head and was silent.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam looked over at him and noticed the tears that were threatening to fall. He motioned to Hoss. \u2018Hey! I got an idea!\u2019 said Hoss. \u2018How about the three of us go into town tonight and have a drink? Bet it\u2019s been a while since you\u2019ve done that eh Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gave him a watery smile. \u2018Yeah,\u2019 he said. \u2018Seems like forever.\u2019 He closed his eyes for a moment and placed his head back onto his knees. \u2018Think I\u2019ll give it a miss though Hoss. Maybe another time.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss nodded. \u2018OK Joe. Another time.\u2019 He looked at Adam sadly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked anxiously at his youngest son sitting beside him. He wondered if he should have insisted that he didn\u2019t come to Church today, but Joe was so insistent that he come that he just didn\u2019t have the heart to argue with him. He knew that the boy was determined that everything should appear as normal and didn\u2019t want anyone in town to wonder why he wasn\u2019t around, but it seemed to Ben that he was pushing things too far and too early.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He listened as the Reverend gave his homily, acutely aware of his son\u2019s increasing agitation beside him. He placed a hand on Joe\u2019s thigh and smiled at him, but the boy didn\u2019t respond and stared straight ahead as if concentrating intently on the Reverend\u2019s words.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Suddenly Joe stood up and rushed to the back door of the building, startling everyone with the intensity of his movements. Hoss made to follow him, but Ben waved him back and stood up himself. He gave the Reverend a smile of apology and hastened to catch up with his son outside. Ben found Joe around the back of the church, leaning against the fence and breathing heavily. \u2018Joe?\u2019 he said as he approached him. \u2018Are you all right son?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at his father. His arms were tightly wound around his waist and his eyes were flashing. \u2018I\u2019m fine!\u2019 he said in a tight voice. \u2018Leave me alone!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood his ground. \u2018Well it\u2019s obvious that you\u2019re not all right,\u2019 he said. He took a step forward. \u2018What is it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Him!\u2019 Joe shouted as he pointed to the church. \u2018I don\u2019t have ta sit and listen to all that!\u2019 He stumbled on his words in his haste to get them out. \u2018All that talk about\u2026. about God watching\u2026about God looking out for us! It\u2019s all rubbish!\u2019 Ben tried to put his arm around his son, but Joe shrugged him off. \u2018Where was God when I needed him Pa? Tell me that? Where was he?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe, I know it seems to you that God didn\u2019t look after you when you needed him son, but it just isn\u2019t so. God is always\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No!\u2019 Joe pointed his finger at his father. \u2018Don\u2019t you tell me that! He wasn\u2019t there for me! He\u2019s not there for any of them! Don\u2019t you understand Pa? It\u2019s still going on down there! Momma Katie and all of them\u2026God\u2019s not looking after them! He can\u2019t be\u2026otherwise He\u2019d make sure that none of that stuff goes on! I don\u2019t believe in Him anymore\u2026not after everything that happened.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph! You mustn\u2019t say that son! I know it seems hard to take but\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned on his father. \u2018Hard to take!\u2019 he shouted. \u2018You\u2019ve got no idea Pa! Hard to take?!\u2019 He shook his head. \u2018They treated me like an animal Pa! They did things to me\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No you don\u2019t! You\u2019ve never had to stand up in front of people and be shown off like\u2026 like an animal and have people decide how much you cost! Having them look me up and down and talk about\u2026\u2019 his voice trailed off and he hung his head and began to cry as his grip around his waist tightened. \u2018Where was God that day Pa? Where was He\u2026you tell me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben took another step forward and gathered his son into his arms as Joe continued to sob. \u2018I don\u2019t know son,\u2019 he said feeling his own tears begin to form. \u2018I can\u2019t answer you that. I just don\u2019t know. All I know is that God gave you back to me now and for that I\u2019m thankful. He did bring you back to me eventually Joe. Keep that in mind.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sniffed on his father\u2019s shoulder. \u2018What about all the others?\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe not everyone in this world thinks like the people you came in contact with down there. There are many good people who even as we speak are fighting against many of the injustices that are going on. I believe that one day it will end.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked up at his father. \u2018Do you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018Yes I do,\u2019 he said. \u2018Some people say that\u2019s it\u2019s coming to a head one day soon. I only hope in my lifetime it\u2019s resolved.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And in the meantime?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shrugged. \u2018Change takes time Joe. In the meantime we need to pray and hope for all those like Momma Katie. You do believe that don\u2019t you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shrugged. \u2018I guess so. I just don\u2019t know any more. I don\u2019t know if God\u2019s there or not and that scares me. I feel like\u2026I feel like I\u2019m living in two different worlds at the moment.\u2019 He looked around. \u2018There\u2019s all of this\u2026and then there\u2019s \u2026down there. I just can\u2019t get it all out of my head and I don\u2019t want to remember it any more.\u2019 He wriggled his toes and felt the mark on his heel as he did every day. \u2018It\u2019s like I\u2019m Joe Cartwright, but I\u2019m also Joseph the\u2026the slave.\u2019 The last word was whispered as if he were afraid that someone would hear it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You\u2019re not \u2026that\u2026any longer,\u2019 said his father. \u2018All that is behind you now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018No,\u2019 he said. \u2018None of it\u2019s behind me Pa. It\u2019s still in me.\u2019 He pulled up his sleeve and showed his father his bare arm. \u2018See? That\u2019s me. That\u2019s my skin\u2026I\u2019m coloured and there\u2019s nothing\u2026no papers or nothing that\u2019ll change that. I\u2019m like it forever!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You told me that you weren\u2019t ashamed of that,\u2019 said his father sternly. \u2018There\u2019s nothing to be ashamed of in your background Joseph.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned away from his father. \u2018I know I shouldn\u2019t be,\u2019 he said quietly. \u2018I told you before it\u2019s like being ashamed of\u2026of her.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben knew whom his son referred to. \u2018You\u2019re not ashamed of your mother.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe hesitated. \u2018No,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019m not ashamed of her Pa. I just wish\u2026I wish she hadn\u2019t been born like she was. You know, her mother being half-black and all. I wish I didn\u2019t have any of that in me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe we are what we are,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018It doesn\u2019t make you any less of a man. Surely you should know that after all you\u2019ve been through.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned sharply as people started coming out of the church. He wiped his eyes quickly on the sleeve of his jacket and stood up straight. \u2018Be careful Pa,\u2019 he said anxiously. \u2018Someone might hear.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And if they did Joseph?\u2019 asked Ben looking at his son\u2019s face intently. \u2018Would it matter?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked shocked. \u2018Of course it would matter!\u2019 he said. \u2018I don\u2019t want anyone to know!\u2019 He stepped forward and clutched his father\u2019s arm. \u2018You promised Pa!\u2019 he said anxiously. \u2018You promised that no one would know!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben patted his son\u2019s hand. \u2018And I meant it,\u2019 he said. \u2018No one will ever know unless you choose to tell them son. But I just want you to remember what I\u2019ve said Joseph. It doesn\u2019t make you any less of a man.\u2019 He gazed into his son\u2019s eyes. \u2018Do you hear me?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded his head and rubbed his eyes again, but Ben noticed that he didn\u2019t meet his father\u2019s gaze. \u2018Sure,\u2019 he said unconvincingly. \u2018We\u2019d better go over there now or people will wonder what\u2019s wrong.\u2019 He pulled his father back over towards the group of people who were beginning to gather in the front yard of the church. Ben nodded briefly to Adam and Hoss who gave him questioning looks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ben!\u2019 He turned at the sound of Paul Martin\u2019s voice. \u2018I heard you were back in town.\u2019 The doctor smiled at them both and patted Joe on the back. \u2018How was the trip?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Fine,\u2019 said Ben, forcing a smile on his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Are you all right Joe?\u2019 asked the doctor kindly. \u2018I saw you run out of church before.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yeah I\u2019m fine,\u2019 mumbled Joe. \u2018Just had ta go to the outhouse that\u2019s all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Paul frowned as he looked at the youngster standing beside him. \u2018Are you sure?\u2019 he asked. \u2018You look a bit pale and your eyes are\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m fine!\u2019 said Joe. \u2018I\u2019m gonna wait in the buggy Pa.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Paul turned his gaze on Ben as Joe left them. \u2018Ben I\u2019m sorry. I didn\u2019t mean to upset the boy, but it\u2019s just that he looks a bit peaky. Do you want me to take a look at him for you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018No. He\u2019s just a bit tired still from the trip that\u2019s all,\u2019 he said. Paul looked unconvinced. \u2018He just needs a few days rest Paul. He\u2019ll be fine. Now, tell me what\u2019s been going on in town while I\u2019ve been away.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But Ben\u2019s mind was far from the events in town as he listened to his friend. His eyes kept darting over to the youngster hunched over in the buggy and his mind was focused on a prayer for his son to be at peace.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe drew the brush across Cochise\u2019s back lovingly with a wide sweep and patted his horse as he worked. \u2018You\u2019re a good fella ain\u2019t ya boy? Did ya miss me when I was away?\u2019 He frowned as his hand rested on the pinetree brand that marked the horse as one of their own and he shut his eyes as the memory came back to him yet again of the day they had held him down and put a similar mark on his own skin. He felt himself begin to sweat and go clammy as the horrific feeling swept over him yet again. \u2018I\u2019m sorry boy,\u2019 he said softly as he laid his head on the horse\u2019s flank. \u2018I\u2019m so sorry we did that to you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A noise behind him startled him and he quickly wiped his tears away with one hand while he pretended to work. He didn\u2019t turn at the sound of his brother\u2019s voice, but kept his head down as he brushed. \u2018How are you this morning Joe?\u2019 asked Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Fine,\u2019 he said as he continued to brush. \u2018Just getting chores done.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam moved to stand beside him. \u2018I\u2019m going into town to get some supplies. Thought you might like to come.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe forced a smile on his face as he turned to face his brother. \u2018Sure,\u2019 he said brightly. \u2018I\u2019ll just finish up here first.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam leant against the wooden railing of the stall as he watched his brother work. He absentmindedly patted the muzzle of the black horse in the stall next to him. \u2018I guess you\u2019re glad to see old Cooch again eh?\u2019 he asked. \u2018I swear that horse missed you while you were gone.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe patted the horse\u2019s flank. \u2018Yeah,\u2019 he said. \u2018Me and Cooch is real happy to be together again, ain\u2019t we boy?\u2019 He kept brushing. \u2018Never thought I\u2019d say it, but I really missed doing this chore while I was gone. Although\u2026\u2019 Adam waited. \u2018Although sometimes they let me work with the horses. They had some nice ones.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Not as nice as Cochise though I\u2019ll bet.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018There\u2019s no horse as good as Coochie.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam continued to pat the muzzle of the horse next to him. \u2018Oh I don\u2019t know,\u2019 he said with a grin. \u2018This gal here\u2019d give him a run for his money.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe returned the grin. \u2018She\u2019s new ain\u2019t she? I don\u2019t remember seeing her in here before.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Mmm. We got her while you were away. Hoss bought her from Ab Jenkins. Thought she\u2019d bring in some new blood. We should be able to breed some pure stock from this one.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe felt the blood beginning to pound in his head as his brother\u2019s words brought an unpleasant memory into his mind. He shook his head as he tried to get rid of it and concentrated on the horse\u2019s flank in front of him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe led the horse out of the stall and waited. Daniel came over to pat the animal before taking the reins. \u2018Beautiful animal isn\u2019t he?\u2019 Joe indicated his assent with a slight nod of his head. \u2018We bred him ourselves you know. We maintain pure bloodlines around here if we can \u2013 in animals and slaves!\u2019 He looked directly at Joe with a sneer.\u2018My uncle has it in mind for you to be quite useful in that department as well.\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You know I think this mare is going to make us quite a bit of money,\u2019 continued Adam, oblivious to his younger brother\u2019s distress. \u2018We\u2019ll just have to breed her with the right\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Stop it!\u2019 said Joe sharply.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam looked at his brother strangely. \u2018What?\u2019 he asked. \u2018What\u2019s the matter? I was only saying that we\u2019ll get some great colts from her if we\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe dropped the brush and turned to glare at his brother. \u2018Stop it!\u2019 he repeated. \u2018Don\u2019t talk like that!\u2019 His eyes became unfocussed and he swayed slightly as he felt himself losing control of his emotions and began to panic.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Momma Katie patted him on the shoulder. \u2018Just what ya need I reckon. They\u2019ll find ya a nice one too. Boy with your looks and light colour, they\u2019ll get lots o pretty little ones from ya that\u2019s for sure!\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam stepped forward to steady him. \u2018Joe?\u2019 he said anxiously. \u2018Are you alright?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe threw his brother\u2019s arms away from him and stepped back. \u2018Don\u2019t touch me!\u2019 he yelled. \u2018Don\u2019t you come near me talking like that!\u2019 He whirled around and searched for a way out of the stall, his arms flailing wildly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Hey buddy calm down,\u2019 said Adam, beginning to panic along with his brother. He didn\u2019t know what had caused this reaction from him, but he knew that he had to try and get the boy calm before he could talk some sense into him. He reached out for his brother again, but Joe pushed him away as he stumbled out of the stall and fell to his knees in the hay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No!\u2019 he cried over and over again. \u2018You can\u2019t do it! I won\u2019t let you do it to me! No!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam looked up to see his father and Hoss standing in the doorway. \u2018Adam what happened?\u2019 asked Ben as he surveyed the scene in front of him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam shook his head and he watched his little brother writhing on the floor in front of them. \u2018I don\u2019t know,\u2019 he said distressed. \u2018One minute we were talking about the horses and the next he was carrying on like this. I must have said something wrong, but I don\u2018t know what.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben bent down and knelt in front of Joe who was still sobbing on the floor. \u2018Joseph?\u2019 he said gently. \u2018It\u2019s Pa. Look at me son. It\u2019s all right.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked up at his father, his tear-streaked face a picture of fear and confusion. \u2018Pa?\u2019 he said. \u2018Don\u2019t let them!\u2019 He clutched at his father desperately. \u2018Please don\u2019t let them Pa!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stroked his son\u2019s hair. \u2018I won\u2019t let them Joe. It\u2019s all right now son. Your Pa\u2019s here.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe continued to clutch at his father. \u2018You won\u2019t let them will you? You\u2026oh God! I can\u2019t stay here any more! I can\u2019t live like this!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben drew his son to him and held him tightly, murmuring to him as he rocked him backwards and forwards. Hoss stared wide-eyed at them both. \u2018Pa?\u2019 he said softly. \u2018You want me to carry him upstairs?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. No,\u2019 he said. \u2018Just go out and leave me alone with him. Both of you.\u2019 He continued to croon to his son as he watched the other two walk outside. He could feel the boy\u2019s heart beating wildly against his own chest and his shoulders heaving with his sobs. It took several minutes for him to calm him sufficiently to loosen him a little, and when he did he drew him back and looked into his face. \u2018Joe?\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked up at his father, hiccuping on his sobs as he tried to stop. Ben smoothed his hair and smiled down at him. \u2018Are you listening to me son?\u2019 Joe nodded. \u2018No one is going to hurt you now, do you hear me? Whatever it is that upset you is over now. I want you to just calm down.\u2019 Joe nodded again and struggled to get his breathing under control.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a few moments he sat up and looked at his father. \u2018I\u2019m sorry,\u2019 he said softly as he wiped his eyes on his sleeve. \u2018I didn\u2019t mean to do that.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben continued to stroke his hair. \u2018What happened?\u2019 he asked. \u2018Did Adam say something to upset you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stared at his father. \u2018No,\u2019 he said shortly. There was no way that he could think of to explain his thoughts to his father and he didn\u2019t want to hurt the man by admitting what the episode had been about.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What were you thinking about?\u2019 asked his father. \u2018What was it you didn\u2019t want them to do to you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe\u2019s eyes opened wide and he looked away from his father. \u2018I don\u2019t remember,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Was it when they\u2026when they hurt your foot son?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018No. I can\u2019t talk about it Pa. I don\u2019t want to.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018All right, you don\u2019t have to then,\u2019 replied his father. \u2018But when you want to I\u2019ll be ready to listen.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded and tried to smile at his father. \u2018Thanks,\u2019 he said and stood up. \u2018I suppose I\u2019d better go and apologize to Adam.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He\u2019ll understand son, there\u2019s no need to,\u2019 said Ben as he stood beside him. \u2018Both your brothers understand how difficult this is for you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood silently. \u2018Just take it one step at a time Joseph, all right?\u2019 Ben watched as his son walked back to his horse and began to rub him down again. He sighed as he turned and walked out of the barn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe listened to the slow footsteps behind him and closed his eyes. You can do this Joe. Don\u2019t let him know how scared you are. Don\u2019t give him the satisfaction of knowing! He heard the swish of something that cut through the air and jerked as Daniel\u2019s laugh washed over him.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t be so jumpy Joseph, just getting ready that\u2019s all.\u2019 Daniel came around to face Joe again and held up a long leather strap in his hand. \u2018Just be grateful it\u2019s not the whip I\u2019d like to use on you. You can thank my uncle for that!\u2019<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe went cold as Daniel disappeared again. Just get it over with you bastard! Again he heard a swish through the air and felt his whole body tense as a sharp pain cut across his back. He bit his lip and closed his eyes even tighter. Another swish and another sharp cut across his back caused him to jerk forwards into the post and he screamed inside his head. God! Stop it, just stop it!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With a cry, Joe sat up in bed and found himself trembling violently. This time the dream had seemed so real\u2026as if he had been right then and it was happening to him all over again. He put his face in his hands and tried to control his breathing, listening to his heart which seemed about ready to come bouncing out of his chest at any moment it was beating so fast.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He bit his lip as he tried to stop himself from calling out again. The last thing he wanted was for his father or one of his brothers hearing him yet again and coming in to see if he was all right. He didn\u2019t want them to be any more concerned about him than they already were. The look in his father\u2019s eyes alone was enough to make him want to pretend that everything was as fine as they could expect when in fact he felt himself sinking lower and lower into a nightmare world of memories. When would it all end? His father kept saying to give it time and he honestly was trying to\u2026but it was just so hard. Every time he found himself thinking it was getting a bit better the memories just came back again and he found himself just like now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe got out of his bed and walked towards the window and stared out at the night sky. He wondered what Momma Katie was doing right about now and wished for the hundredth time that she had come home with him when Pa had offered to buy her. It seemed so unfair that she was still down there living the life that \u2026 he turned away from the window and stared at his mother\u2019s framed picture on his dresser. Carefully he picked it up and cradled it in his hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m sorry Mama,\u2019 he said softly. \u2018I don\u2019t want to feel like this about you but\u2026I just can\u2019t help it. I\u2019m glad you didn\u2019t know about it. I\u2019m glad you didn\u2019t live to see it, cause\u2026\u2019 he swallowed. \u2018Cause it might have been you and not me that they\u2019d done it to.\u2019 The thought made him shiver and he placed the picture back on the dresser again and faced the open window.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe leant on the fence and watched Hoss and the men driving the group of strays into the corral. He waved to his brother and smiled at him. \u2018Hi!\u2019 he said. \u2018Took you plenty of time to get back didn\u2019t it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss got off his horse and strode over to him. \u2018Some of us get out working hard all day and that\u2019s the greeting we get,\u2019 he said. \u2018It\u2019s all right fer others that get ta lounge around all day here.\u2019 He cuffed his younger brother playfully on the head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Lounge around?\u2019 said Joe, pretending to be indignant. \u2018I\u2019ll have you know that Pa\u2019s had me going all day without a single break.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yeah right!\u2019 said Hoss with a grin. \u2018Some people just find themselves in the lap of luxury without even knowing it.\u2019 He reached over and put his little brother\u2019s head under his arm and pretended to pull on it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben came out of the barn with Adam in time to witness the scene. He smiled as he watched, thankful that Joseph had come so far in this past week to allow his brother to joke around with him this much. It did his heart good to see it. It seemed like forever since he had heard his youngest son\u2019s unmistakeable giggle as he was hearing now. He winked at Hoss, grateful that he\u2019d managed to get Joe to this point.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well what\u2019s going on here?\u2019 he asked, feigning displeasure. \u2018I turn my back on you two for a couple of minutes and already you\u2019re off the job.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss let go of Joe\u2019s head. \u2018Aw Pa! It was this young\u2019un here! He\u2019s trying to make out that I ain\u2019t been working when I\u2019ve just brought in all these strays.\u2019 He grinned at Joe who returned the look.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You found all these out in the North Section?\u2019 asked Adam as he leant on the fence. \u2018I hadn\u2019t realised we\u2019d missed so many.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Seems we did,\u2019 replied Hoss. \u2018Don\u2019t worry older brother. \u2018I\u2019ll get onto them tomorrow and make sure they\u2019re all marked and ready to go back.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shot a look at Joe who had become very still and quiet. \u2018I\u2019d prefer you did that down in the bottom pasture son,\u2019 he said quickly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why?\u2019 asked Hoss puzzled. \u2018We\u2019d only have ta take all the branding irons down there. Seems a waste to move em all twice.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned from his brothers and walked a few steps away from the corral. \u2018Nevertheless I\u2019d prefer it,\u2019 said his father, giving both Adam and Hoss a meaningful look. \u2018The bottom pasture Hoss.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss shrugged and gave his father a puzzled look. \u2018Sure thing Pa,\u2019 he said. \u2018If that\u2019s what you want.\u2019 He glanced at Adam who shrugged.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stepped over to Joe and put his arm around his shoulder. \u2018Joe,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019d like you to come with me for a few minutes. There\u2019s something in the barn I need you to look at.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe walked with his father willingly, anxious to get away from the conversation. As they entered the barn he turned to face his father. \u2018Thanks,\u2019 he said simply. \u2018I guess you know I couldn\u2019t stand hearing that.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Of course I know,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018Your brother didn\u2019t mean anything by it Joseph. He doesn\u2019t know about your foot and he never would have meant to hurt you with his remarks.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know. I just have to get used to things like that I guess.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at him. \u2018Just not quite yet eh?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe returned the smile with a weak one of his own. \u2018No,\u2019 he acknowledged. \u2018Just not quite yet.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018How about going into town with Adam this afternoon to get the mail?\u2019 asked Ben. \u2018The trip would do you good.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gave him a genuine smile this time. \u2018Yeah sure,\u2019 he said and turned to go.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe?\u2019 said Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes?\u2019 Joe turned back again to face his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m proud of you son.\u2019 You\u2019re facing up to this real well and trying to handle it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gave him a full grin. \u2018Thanks Pa,\u2019 he said. He hesitated and then walked towards his father again and flung his arms around him. \u2018I love you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben returned the hug. \u2018I love you too son,\u2019 he said with tears in his eyes. He gave his son a gentle push away from him and swatted him on the backside. \u2018Now get!\u2019 he said with a twinkle in his eyes. Joe grinned at him and left the barn.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I don\u2019t think Pa would mind if we had drink,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018How about it Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe hesitated for only the slightest moment. \u2018I think I\u2019m up to it,\u2019 he said with a cheeky look. \u2018As long as you\u2019re paying older brother.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam laughed. \u2018Now how did I know that you\u2019d say that? All right! Come on then.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The two brothers walked side by side over to the Saloon where Adam ordered two beers. \u2018Now don\u2019t you go asking for another one,\u2019 warned Adam. \u2018One is all you\u2019re getting.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019ll try and cope,\u2019 said Joe with his best puppy-dog expression. He looked around the Saloon. \u2018It seems like forever since we did this, don\u2019t it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It has been,\u2019 replied Adam. \u2018I\u2019m really glad you\u2019re feeling better now Joe. You seem so much more like your old self.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I feel it,\u2019 said Joe. \u2018There are days when I feel really awful still, but they\u2019re less and less I guess. Maybe Pa was right and it gets better with time.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Everything does.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yeah I guess. It won\u2019t ever leave completely though. I still feel\u2026.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam shot a look at his brother who had gone as white as a sheet. \u2018What\u2019s the matter?\u2019 he asked as he leant forward in his chair.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe didn\u2019t answer him, but put down his beer and stared over Adam\u2019s shoulder. Adam turned and looked, but saw nothing. \u2018What is it Joe?\u2019 he asked again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood up. \u2018I want to go home,\u2019 he said in a faint voice. \u2018Let\u2019s get out of here.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam frowned. \u2018You haven\u2019t even had your drink yet,\u2019 he said. \u2018Sit down Joe. It\u2019s all right.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head and began to breathe deeply. \u2018No!\u2019 he said anxiously. \u2018I gotta get out of here Adam. Now!\u2019 he said urgently. \u2018Please!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam stood up and gripped his brother\u2019s arm. \u2018OK buddy hang on,\u2019 he said. \u2018Come on.\u2019 He guided the youngster towards the door and onto the street. Joe stood still, looking up and down the street intently. \u2018What is it Joe,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018Did you see something?\u2019 Joe stared at his brother and nodded, his face pale and sweaty. \u2018What?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gripped onto Adam\u2019s arm. \u2018Don\u2019t leave me!\u2019 he said urgently and Adam was surprised to see that there were tears in his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m not going to leave you buddy,\u2019 he said. \u2018What is it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I want\u2026 I have ta go home,\u2019 said Joe urgently, looking up and down the street again. \u2018Please! Now!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam pulled his brother towards their horses. He didn\u2019t know what was going on, but one thing was for sure he knew that he had to get Joe out of there immediately before the boy collapsed on him. He pushed Joe into the saddle and got up onto his own horse. \u2018Come on,\u2019 he said. \u2018We\u2019ll\u2026\u2019 But before he could get the words out Joe had turned Cochise and was galloping down the main street as if his life depended on it. \u2018Joe!\u2019 called Adam. \u2018Wait for me!\u2019 He turned and galloped off after his brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked up as the front door banged open and Joseph flew through it, followed closely by Adam. He stood up as he looked at his son\u2019s face which was a mixture of grief and despair. \u2018Pa!\u2019 shouted Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m here Joseph,\u2019 called Ben. \u2018What is it?\u2019 Joe flung himself into his father\u2019s arms and clung to him as if he would never let him go. Ben looked at Adam over the top of the boy\u2019s head. \u2018What?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam shrugged and held his hands up. \u2018I don\u2019t know,\u2019 he said. \u2018We were having a drink in the Saloon and then Joe just up and says he had to get home. He won\u2019t tell me what\u2019s wrong.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben tried to walk over to the sofa with his son, but Joe wouldn\u2019t budge. He clung onto his father even tighter. \u2018Joseph let me move,\u2019 said his father \u2018Over here boy and sit down.\u2019 Joe shook his head and continued to hold onto his father. \u2018Joseph,\u2019 Ben tried again. \u2018What is it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe didn\u2019t answer, and his breathing began to quicken up again. Ben gave Adam a frustrated look. Adam stepped forward. \u2018Joe you\u2019re hurting Pa,\u2019 he said as he tried to peel his little brother off his father, only to have Joe hit out at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stroked the boy\u2019s head. \u2018It\u2019s alright Joe,\u2019 he said. \u2018Just tell me what you saw.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at his father with wide-horror. \u2018It was him!\u2019 he said. \u2018He\u2019s here!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben frowned. \u2018Who\u2019s here?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Barker! I saw him on the street outside the Saloon.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Barker?\u2019 asked Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018The overseer,\u2019 explained Ben. \u2018Joe you couldn\u2019t have seen him son. He wouldn\u2019t be here.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe drew away from his father. \u2018Yes! Yes he\u2019s here! I saw him Pa\u2026 it was him!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked at his son with a worried expression. \u2018Joe, I know you\u2019re very uptight about all this son, but\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe let go of his father. \u2018You don\u2019t believe me do you?\u2019 he shouted. \u2018I did see him Pa. I know I did!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked at Adam and shook his head. \u2018All right,\u2019 he said. \u2018If you saw him, then what would he be doing here? We are a long way from Alabama son and Barker just wouldn\u2019t make that trip for no reason.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018Don\u2019t you see?\u2019 he said almost in hysterics. \u2018He\u2019s come for me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stepped forward. \u2018Now Joseph that\u2019s just plain nonsense son,\u2019 he said. \u2018Barker wouldn\u2019t come for you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe\u2019s voice rose to fever pitch. \u2018Yes! Yes he would! You don\u2019t know them Pa! You don\u2019t know what they\u2019re like! He\u2019s come for me!\u2019 He flung himself on his father again. \u2018Please don\u2019t let him take me! Please don\u2019t let him Pa!\u201d He slid onto the floor, still clutching his father now around the legs as he looked up at him and begged. \u2018Please Pa! Don\u2019t let him take me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Good Lord!\u2019 exclaimed Adam behind him. He gave his father a shocked look. \u2018Pa\u2026.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben knelt down next to his son and held his face in his cupped hand. \u2018Joseph listen to me,\u2019 he said quietly. \u2018No one is going to take you anywhere. Even if this man is in town he can\u2019t hurt you. He can\u2019t take you anywhere Joe\u2026do you understand me son?\u2019 He stared intently into his son\u2019s eyes. \u2018No one is taking you anywhere Little Joe. You are staying here with me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stopped sobbing and stared into his father\u2019s eyes. He gulped for air for a moment and then began to quiet down, never taking his eyes off those of his father\u2019s. \u2018Yes,\u2019 he said faintly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood up and pulled his boy to a standing position beside him. \u2018Adam get some brandy,\u2019 he instructed as he walked Joe over to the sofa and sat him down. \u2018Joseph listen to me son,\u2019 he said. \u2018This man has no hold over you remember? \u2018 Joe nodded as he kept staring into his father\u2019s eyes. \u2018He didn\u2019t own you. He only worked for Edwards remember?\u2019 Joe nodded again. \u2018And even if he did Joe, you don\u2019t have to fear him now. You are free and you have the papers to prove it.\u2019 Ben reached out for the glass that Adam held out to him and forced it to his son\u2019s lips and forced him to drink it. Joe spluttered as the last of the alcohol went down his throat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa?\u2019 he said as he pushed the glass away. \u2018I need them papers.\u2019 His eyes searched wildly around the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s all right son. They\u2019re in the safe. Remember?\u2019 Ben said gently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I need em Pa!\u2019 said Joe, beginning to get agitated again. \u2018Please! I want to see em!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded to Adam who went over to the safe and pulled out the papers. Joe grabbed them from his brother\u2019s hand and stuffed them inside his jacket as if his life depended on them, which in fact he felt it did.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stroked his son\u2019s hair. \u2018Listen to me Joseph,\u2019 he said. \u2018We\u2019re going back into town and\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe leapt off the sofa. \u2018No!\u2019 he shouted. \u2018I ain\u2019t going in there! He\u2019ll get me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood up beside him. \u2018Son\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No!\u2019 Joe turned and sprinted up the stairs and Ben and Adam heard the slamming of his bedroom door.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa!\u2019 said Adam with a shocked look on his face. \u2018I had no idea!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018I told you how he was,\u2019 he said. \u2018You didn\u2019t see him down there Adam. \u2018Now you can begin to understand just what they did to him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018If just the thought of that man does this to him, then I\u2019m glad I never did witness it all,\u2019 said Adam sitting down on the sofa with a stunned expression on his face. \u2018How did you stand it Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sat down next to him. \u2018I had no choice,\u2019 he said quietly. \u2018But what I witnessed was nothing compared to all that your brother went through Adam.\u2019 He looked at the stairs where Joe had run. \u2018For his own peace of mind we have to end this. If Barker is in town then I need to know it so that he can be dealt with. \u2018If he isn\u2019t in town, then Joe needs to know it once and for all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam stood up. \u2018I\u2019ll take Hoss with me,\u2019 he said. \u2018What do you want us to do if we find him?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018Nothing,\u2019 he said. \u2018Just come back and tell me if he\u2019s there or not. After all, the man hasn\u2019t exactly done anything has he?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Not here he hasn\u2019t,\u2019 said Adam with a scowl. \u2018On second thought I\u2019ll go alone. Who knows what Hoss might do if he comes into contact with a man like that.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018Adam?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Do nothing,\u2019 repeated his father. \u2018Just find out if he\u2019s there and come back home again. Understood?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Understood,\u2019 replied Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood up and walked towards the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The first thing that struck him as he entered Joe\u2019s bedroom was the way in which the boy was seated. He was huddled on his bed in a tight ball as he rocked, one hand clutching his papers firmly in his hand and the other massaging his foot.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Is it hurting?\u2019 asked Ben as he sat down on the bed next to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018No,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Your brother has gone into town to check out about Barker,\u2019 said Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He ain\u2019t gonna tell him where I am is he?\u2019 asked Joe looking at his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018No,\u2019 he said. \u2018Don\u2019t worry Joseph. \u2018He\u2019s just going to find out where Barker is, that\u2019s all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded and started rocking again. Ben placed his hands on his son\u2019s shoulders to keep him still. \u2018Joe,\u2019 he said. \u2018I want you to look at me son.\u2019 Joe looked at his father. \u2018If this man is in town\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He\u2019s there!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018I\u2019m going to have to talk to him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018If I don\u2019t then we won\u2019t know why he\u2019s here, will we?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He\u2019s here to take me away!\u2019 Joe clutched his papers tightly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sighed. \u2018We don\u2019t know that Joe,\u2019 he said gently. \u2018We have to be sure what he wants don\u2019t we?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I suppose so. But I ain\u2019t gonna see him!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I don\u2019t expect you too,\u2019 replied Ben. \u2018I\u2019m going to deal with this. You don\u2019t have to have anything to do with the man. All right?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe nodded. \u2018Yes,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben tried to push the boy back on his bed. \u2018Lay down and relax,\u2019 he said. \u2018You aren\u2019t going to help anything by worrying about it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe lay down, still clutching his papers to his chest. He stared at the ceiling for a long time in silence before speaking. \u2018Remember when they took me away that day in the jail?\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben closed his eyes. The sight of his son bound and being dragged across the floor while he stood helpless in the cell next to him would haunt him forever. \u2018Yes,\u2019 he said quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I promised you something that day Pa. Do you remember what it was?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018Yes Joe I do,\u2019 he said. \u2018I made you promise that you would do whatever it took to keep safe.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe rolled over onto his side so that he faced his father. \u2018Yes,\u2019 he said. \u2018And I aim to do it again Pa. I\u2019m gonna do whatever it takes to keep safe because I ain\u2019t going back there again. I swear to you that I won\u2019t let it happen. I\u2019d rather die right here than go back to that place.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben jerked at the intensity in his son\u2019s voice and face. \u2018Joe,\u2019 he said. \u2018There\u2019s no need to talk like that. You don\u2019t need to do anything son.\u2019 Joe lay still and stared at his father. \u2018Do you think for one moment that I\u2019d let anything like that ever happen to you again?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shrugged. \u2018You couldn\u2019t stop em last time Pa,\u2019 he said. \u2018Believe me you won\u2019t have to worry about it this time, cause I aim to stop em before they get the chance to take me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben put his hand over his eyes. \u2018I don\u2019t want to hear you talk like that Joseph,\u2019 he said. \u2018There\u2019s no need for it son.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe rolled over and faced the wall with his back to his father. Ben reached out and put a hand on his head as father and son remained silent together.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He\u2019s there all right,\u2019 said Adam grimly. \u2018I thought he\u2019d be under some kind of assumed name at least, but he\u2019s staying at The International House under his own name. He arrived on this morning\u2019s stage.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You\u2019re sure it\u2019s him?\u2019 asked Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well as sure as I can be,\u2019 replied Adam. \u2018As I said, he\u2019s registered under the name of Barker. I got a look at him too. He\u2019s heavy-set, with thinning reddish-brown hair.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018That\u2019s him,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018What was he doing?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam shrugged. \u2018Nothing. Just walking around town. It\u2019s as if he wanted to be found.\u2019 Ben\u2019s eyes narrowed. \u2018Where\u2019s Joe?\u2019 asked Adam. \u2018Has he calmed down any?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018A bit,\u2019 replied his father. \u2018Hoss is upstairs with him in his bedroom. He still insists that Barker is here to take him away.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well I don\u2019t see how he can. From what you told us he\u2019s got no authority over the boy. No one has.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018That\u2019s right,\u2019 he said. \u2018But he\u2019s up to something.\u2019 He strode over to the front door and began to put on his gun-belt. \u2018And I aim to find out what it is. Stay with your brother Adam. He\u2019s going to need both you and Hoss here while I\u2019m gone.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But Pa, don\u2019t you think one of us should go with you?\u2019 asked Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No. I\u2019m capable of handling whatever this Barker has in mind,\u2019 replied his father. \u2018It\u2019s important that Joe is looked after while I\u2019m doing it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam nodded. \u2018All right,\u2019 he said. \u2018Have you told Hoss what\u2019s going on?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes. And that\u2019s another reason for you staying here,\u2019 said Ben grimly. \u2018I need you to keep an eye on him too. I don\u2019t want him going off half-cocked.\u2019 He looked at his son as he opened the door. \u2018I\u2019m counting on you Adam,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019ll be home as soon as I can.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam sighed as the front door closed behind his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well that didn\u2019t take very long,\u2019 said Barker as he opened the door to Ben\u2019s knock. \u2018Come in.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You were expecting me?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Of course,\u2019 the man said simply.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What do you want Barker?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker hesitated. \u2018How\u2019s Joseph?\u2019 he said. \u2018Better than the last time I saw him I hope?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I asked you what you wanted?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker turned and walked across the room towards the window. \u2018Such a beautiful piece of merchandise that boy,\u2019 he said. \u2018I could understand how Edwards prized him so highly.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben took a step forward, his fists clenched. \u2018If you make one move towards my son I\u2019ll see you dead!\u2019 he said in a threatening voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker opened his eyes wide. \u2018Hurt Joseph?\u2019 he said in mock innocence. \u2018Whatever would make you think that I\u2019d hurt the boy? Oh no Cartwright, he\u2019s too valuable to risk harming.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben held a finger up under the man\u2019s nose. \u2018That boy is free!\u2019 he said. \u2018I personally had the papers drawn up and they are in my possession. You have no legal right to act on your behalf or that of Edwards if that\u2019s what you\u2019re here for!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You\u2019ve got it all wrong Cartwright!\u2019 said Barker with a smile. \u2018I\u2019m not here for Edwards. As a matter of fact he and I had a disagreement soon after you left and I\u2019m not in his employment any more.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Then what are you doing here?\u2019 demanded Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You know, it always struck how much you must think of that boy,\u2019 mused Barker. \u2018The day you came storming into Edwards house and demanded he sell him to you. Remember that?\u2019 Ben glared at him, but said nothing. \u2018Well I was amazed when I came in to witness your signatures,\u2019 continued Barker. \u2018You plonked down $30 000 without blinking.\u2019 He smiled. \u2018I began to say to myself, Barker, if this man has that much money to throw around on a slave then just think how much he must be worth.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben frowned. \u2018So it\u2019s blackmail is it?\u2019 he asked. \u2018You\u2019ve come here for money?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker put his hands up. \u2018Of course,\u2019 he said calmly. \u2018You don\u2019t think I want the boy do you? I may have worked for slave owners Cartwright, but it don\u2019t mean that I\u2019m one myself. No\u2026a boy like that is worth a fortune to those who want him\u2026personally, I\u2019d rather have the fortune.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben drew a deep breath. \u2018You\u2019ll get nothing from me!\u2019 he declared. \u2018I told you I have the papers to prove that Joseph is free!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know. I checked in Alabama before I left,\u2019 said Barker. \u2018It was all done legal like.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Then what?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I did some checking about you and your family back in New Orleans,\u2019 the man continued. \u2018And what I found out here in Virginia City confirms my suspicions.\u2019 He leant forward. \u2018You\u2019re quite a big wheel around these parts ain\u2019t ya? Wonder what people would say if they knew the truth about that precious boy of yours? Wonder what they\u2019d say if they knew he was nothing more than a nigger?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben strode forward and pulled the man forward by the collar so that he was looking directly into his eyes. \u2018You get out of this town or I\u2019ll have you thrown out1\u2019 he said in a low voice as he threw him back against the wall.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker picked himself up and dusted off his jacket. \u2018Really?\u2019 he said coolly. \u2018And just how are you going to do that? I\u2019ve committed no crime. I\u2019ve done nothing wrong. I\u2019m simply a traveller passing through that\u2019s all.\u2019 He smiled at Ben. \u2018Face it Cartwright I\u2019ve got you over a barrel with this one. It\u2019s the money or your kid\u2019s reputation. No choice really is there?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben took a deep breath. \u2018How much?\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker shrugged. \u2018I\u2019m not a greedy man. I figure you owe me at least what you paid Edwards though. $30 000 should do it.\u2019 Ben\u2019s eyes widened. \u2018I\u2019ll have it by Friday,\u2019 said Barker. \u2018I\u2019ll be on the stage to San Francisco by noon.\u2019 Ben turned his back on the man and walked to the door. \u2018That\u2019s if you pay up,\u2019 Barker continued. \u2018If you don\u2019t, then I guess I\u2019ll just have to stay in town for a while longer. I\u2019ll have some things to talk about won\u2019t I?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben gave him a withering look and slammed the door behind him. He heard Barker\u2019s laughter through the doorway as he walked towards the staircase, his head pounding with the blood that threatened to explode inside it. He banged his fist on the top of the banister as he marched down the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018$30 000!\u2019 exclaimed Adam. \u2018He\u2019s got to be joking!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben saw the pained look that flitted across Joe\u2019s face at his brother\u2019s words and he hastened to say. \u2018This is no joke Adam.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018That\u2019s not what I meant,\u2019 said Adam, stealing a look at Joe. \u2018I just meant that he can\u2019t hope to get away with it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019ll take the $30 000 out of his hide!\u2019 declared Hoss. \u2018When I get my hands on that guy I\u2019ll\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You\u2019ll do nothing of the kind!\u2019 said Ben angrily. \u2018That\u2019s the very thing that will lead to trouble.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss hung his head. \u2018There\u2019s no way I\u2019m gonna let that poor excuse fer a human being talk about my brother like that!\u2019 he said angrily.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He ain\u2019t gonna say nothing about me,\u2019 said Joe. \u2018He\u2019ll just take the money and go.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked at his youngest son. Since he had heard that Barker wanted money and wasn\u2019t after taking him anywhere, Ben could sense the relief in the boy. But he was still very agitated about the man being close by and obviously wanted him gone as quickly as possible. \u2018Joe it\u2019s not that simple,\u2019 he said quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned to his father with wide eyes.\u2019 Why not?\u2019 he asked. \u2018You\u2019ll just pay him the money and he\u2019ll go away. He won\u2019t say nothing about me!\u2019 His expression was one of pleading, willing his father to agree with him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben put his arm around his youngest son\u2019s shoulders. \u2018Joseph if I pay this man, then it won\u2019t be an end to it son. I\u2019ve dealt with blackmailers before. This will just be the beginning of it and he\u2019ll come back for more.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stared at his father as he whispered. \u2018You gotta pay it Pa! You can\u2019t let him tell everyone!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben pulled his son close to him. \u2018We just need to think through all the possibilities before we do anything Joseph, that\u2019s all I\u2019m saying. Don\u2019t worry son. He\u2019s not going to hurt you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sprang to his feet. \u2018You ain\u2019t gonna pay him are you? You\u2019re gonna let him tell everyone that I\u2019m a \u2026.that I\u2019m\u2026you can\u2019t Pa! Please don\u2019t let him do it!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood up next to his son. \u2018Joseph calm down,\u2019 he said. \u2018I didn\u2019t say that did I?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe pushed his father away from him. \u2018You don\u2019t know him Pa! None of you know him! He\u2019s the one who held me down while they did it to me! Did you know that? He told them to do it to me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Do what?\u2019 asked Hoss with a puzzled expression on his face. \u2018What\u2019d he do to ya Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe pulled off his boot and sock and held up his foot for his brothers to see. \u2018This!\u2019 he yelled. \u2018Now do you understand? He got them to\u2026 to hold me down. He said it would only take a minute and then he stood and watched while they did it to me. He didn\u2019t care! He tied me up when they told him to as well so that they could beat me and he put them leg irons on me so that I couldn\u2019t walk properly.\u2019 Joe\u2019s voice started to shake. \u2018And you tell me that we have to think through all the possibilities! No! I ain\u2019t thinking about anything but getting rid of him\u2026and if you ain\u2019t gonna pay him the money then I\u2019ll\u2026 I\u2019ll go and get rid of him myself!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss\u2019 face went green as he stared at his brother\u2019s foot. He closed his eyes and a single tear began to fall down his cheek. \u2018Joe!\u2019 he said under his breath. \u2018I didn\u2019t know.\u2019 He put his face in his hands and wept. Adam stepped forward and stood next to Hoss and put his arm around him while he looked at his father silently, his own face showing his horror at his brother\u2019s words.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben took a step forward and held onto Joe\u2019s shoulders. \u2018I\u2019ll pay him tomorrow Joseph,\u2019 he said quietly. \u2018If that\u2019s what you want son, I\u2019ll pay him tomorrow and every day after that if that\u2019s what it takes to keep you happy.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe collapsed into his father\u2019s arms and hugged him tightly. \u2018Thank you Pa,\u2019 he wept into the man\u2019s shoulder. \u2018Oh God, thank you!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I thought we\u2019d seen the last of each other for a while Cartwright,\u2019 said Barker. \u2018Come to see me off have you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben glared at the man standing by the stagecoach. \u2018I\u2019ve come to make sure you get on that stagecoach,\u2019 he said firmly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker glanced at Adam standing next to his father. \u2018Need two of you to do that does it?\u2019 he asked in a mocking tone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018We Cartwrights are careful men,\u2019 said Adam in a low voice as he put his hand on his gun and stared at Barker.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018So I see,\u2019 said Barker in the same mocking tone. \u2018Well gentlemen it\u2019s goodbye for now.\u2019 He patted the satchel under his arm and smiled. \u2018We\u2019ll see how long this lasts shall we? I\u2019m sure we can do business again in the future when I\u2019ve gone through it. Should be easy to do in a city like San Francisco I imagine.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You\u2019ve had your last dollar from me Barker,\u2019 said Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Really?\u2019 replied the man. \u2018Somehow I don\u2019t think so Cartwright. No, I\u2019m sure you and I will be seeing more of each other in the future.\u2019 He smiled over Ben\u2019s shoulder. \u2018Ah\u2026 it looks as though I get to say goodbye to the young man in question after all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben and Adam turned sharply to see Joe and Hoss standing behind them. Joe\u2019s face was very pale, but his jaw was set firmly in a way that Ben knew well. It was the look his father had termed Joe\u2019s \u2018stubborn\u2019 look for want of a better term and all the family had witnessed it over the years at various times when the youngest Cartwright\u2019s volatile nature got the better of him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph!\u2019 Ben said sharply. \u2018What are you doing here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss put up his hands in a gesture of futility. \u2018I tried ta stop him Pa, but he just wouldn\u2019t listen ta me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shot a glance at his father. \u2018I had to come Pa,\u2019 he said softly. \u2018I had to\u2026to make sure that he was really going.\u2019 He pointed at Barker who continued to grin at him. Ben stepped over next to his son, acutely aware of the boy\u2019s trembling body and how hard this must be for him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well you certainly look much better than the last time I saw you Joseph,\u2019 said Barker as he gave Joe a long slow look up and down. Joe felt the man\u2019s eyes rake over him appraisingly and he took an involuntarily step towards his father. Barker shook his head. \u2018Must say that Edwards was mighty short-sighted in getting rid of you though boy.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Get on that stage and shut up!\u2019 said Adam as he grasped hold of the man\u2019s arm. \u2018Now!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Steady on!\u2019 said Barker shaking his arm free and looking around. \u2018We don\u2019t want to make a scene, do we now? There\u2019s plenty of time to get on board.\u2019 He turned to Joe again and nodded. \u2018Yes, Edwards sure was wrong in selling you so quick boy. I still maintain that $30 000 was too cheap a price considering\u2026\u2019 he pointed at Joe\u2019s crotch, \u2018considering what you could have made for him in time with that.\u2019 Joe gasped and went pale, while his father and brothers stood in shock at the man\u2019s words. \u2018Oh, didn\u2019t Joseph ever tell you?\u2019 continued Barker. \u2018He had quite a future planned out for him in Alabama. Edwards was on the lookout for a light-skinned young filly to pair him up with and would have done it too if you hadn\u2019t turned up when you did Cartwright.\u2019 He grinned nastily. \u2018Seems a shame to think the boy\u2019s looks have gone to waste though. There\u2019s a fortune there if only\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker got no further as Hoss stepped forward and put his hands around the man\u2019s throat. He squeezed tightly while staring into his eyes, his eyes boring into the man as he held onto him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Hoss!\u2019 yelled Ben as he and Adam bounded forward. \u2018Hoss let him go!\u2019 It took both of them to pull Hoss back from Barker and when they did they had to use every ounce of strength to hold him there. \u2018Get on that stage now if you value your life!\u2019 yelled Ben as he and Adam struggled with Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Barker needed no second bidding. Rubbing his throat with one hand, he quickly mounted the two steps into the stagecoach and banged the door shut. He poked his head out of the window as the coach pulled away from the curb. \u2018That just cost you Cartwright!\u2019 he yelled. \u2018You haven\u2019t seen the last of me, I promise you!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss stopped struggling as the stagecoach pulled away from them and Adam and Ben slowly let him go. Ben quickly turned to Joe who was standing as if rooted to the spot, tears streaming down his face as he stared after the stagecoach. \u2018Son\u2026\u2019 said Ben as he stepped towards his boy, but Joe stepped back from his father while shaking his head and ran down the street towards his horse as fast as his legs would carry him. \u2018Joseph!\u2019 called Ben anxiously. \u2018Come back Joe!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe kept running as if he hadn\u2019t heard his father and sprang onto Cochise. Before any of the other Cartwrights could react he had galloped down the street and was out of sight. Ben turned to Adam and Hoss whose faces were still registering their shock at Barker\u2019s words on their faces. \u2018Get after him!\u2019 he yelled. \u2018Split up and get after him boys! We\u2019ve got to stop him! Quickly!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">All three Cartwrights sprang on their horses and rode off down the street after Joe. Ben felt the blood pounding in his head as he thought about Barker\u2019s words and the implications of them, but pushed his thought to the back of his mind. The important thing now was to get to Joseph before he did anything stupid. The rest of it would wait until he could talk to the boy. But there was one image that he couldn\u2019t get rid of\u2026 not even temporarily. The sheer horror on his youngest son\u2019s face as Barker spoke. It would be forever implanted in Ben\u2019s mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben turned expectantly as the front door banged open for the second time in half an hour and Hoss strode through it, his face as black as thunder. He shook his head at his father and looked questionably at him and Adam. \u2018Nothing,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018Between us we probably covered the whole of The Ponderosa today looking for him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben hung his head and regained his place on the sofa. \u2018Well then he\u2019s probably gone further than The Ponderosa,\u2019 said Hoss grimly and turned back towards the door. \u2018I\u2019ll start looking again.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018Come back here Hoss.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss strode over to his father. \u2018Pa I ain\u2019t leaving that little guy out there by himself!\u2019 he said angrily. \u2018I aim ta find him!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked up at his son. \u2018And just how far will you get in the dark?\u2019 he asked. \u2018Use your brains Hoss! We\u2019ll have to sit it out until morning now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss shook his head. \u2018I\u2019m going back out there Pa,\u2019 he said. \u2018Who knows what\u2019s going through that head of Joe\u2019s right about now. You saw his face!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben closed his eyes. Yes\u2026he had seen his son\u2019s face, much and all as he wished he hadn\u2019t.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Hoss, Pa is right,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018We couldn\u2019t hope to\u2026\u2019 He turned as the front door opened again and Joe appeared framed in the doorway. He walked across the room without a word, his face ashen and his eyes half-closed. His arms were tightly wound around his waist.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph!\u2019 said Ben, springing up from the sofa. \u2018Son, we were so worried about you!\u2019 He took three strides over to where Joe had reached the bottom of the staircase and grabbed his son from behind by the shoulders to stop him going any further. There was silence for a moment\u2026a silence so deep that the ticking of the grandfather clock could be heard distinctly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018So now you know,\u2019 said Joe in a whisper. He stared straight ahead of him up the stairs and didn\u2019t move.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben held him firmly by the shoulders. \u2018It doesn\u2019t matter what Barker said Joe\u2026\u2019 he began. \u2018All that matters is that\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe thrust his father\u2019s hands off him and ran up the stairs two at a time. Ben looked after him with a grief-stricken look. Behind him Adam and Hoss were silent.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well?\u2019 asked Adam as his father descended the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018He\u2019s locked the door and won\u2019t open it,\u2019 he said wearily. \u2018I think I need to leave him alone for a while. At least we know where he is now, that\u2019s something.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss stared into fire and said nothing. His face was still as black as thunder and he kept clenching and unclenching his fists with rhythmic consistency. \u2018I shoulda killed Barker,\u2019 he said under his breath. \u2018I shoulda killed him right then and there.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And what would that have done?\u2019 asked Adam. \u2018It wouldn\u2019t have solved anything.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss glared at him. \u2018It woulda kept him quiet!\u2019 he said. \u2018It woulda kept him from hurting Joe any more!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam shook his head. \u2018He was only stating facts about things that have already happened. None of us can change the past Hoss, much and all as we\u2019d like to.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss stood up and began to pace back and forth in front of the fireplace. \u2018Well I can sure as anything change the future,\u2019 he said. \u2018You know as well as I do that Barker will be back for more money and I don\u2019t aim ta let him near Joe again.\u2019 He banged his fist into the back of the sofa.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well by the look of Joe he\u2019s just about at the end of his tether,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018I hope he didn\u2019t do anything stupid today.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Meaning?\u2019 asked Ben. They all turned at the sound of an insistent knock on the front door. Adam bounded over to it and opened it to reveal Roy Coffee standing there. \u2018Roy,\u2019 called Ben. \u2018Come in.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Roy entered the room slowly, looking from one face to the other. \u2018I see by the look of you that you\u2019ve already heard the news,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben frowned. \u2018News? What news?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Roy faced his friend. \u2018So you haven\u2019t heard?\u2019 he asked unnecessarily.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Roy get to the point,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018What is it?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018That feller Barker that has been in town the last few days,\u2019 said Roy. \u2018He was killed this afternoon in Carson City.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What?!\u2019 Ben took a step forward. \u2018How?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Seems that he was carrying a lot of money with him,\u2019 said Roy carefully. \u2018He was shot when the stage had a layover in Carson City.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why have you come to tell us?\u2019 asked Adam. To his knowledge the sheriff had no reason to link the Cartwrights with the man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Roy held out a gun. \u2018This one of yours Ben?\u2019 he asked. \u2018It\u2019s got your mark on it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded \u2018Yes,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Any idea where it\u2019s come from?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shrugged. \u2018Roy I wouldn\u2019t know. We have so many guns around here, you know that. It could have come from anywhere on the Ranch. Why?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s the murder weapon,\u2019 replied the sheriff.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">All three Cartwrights stared at the gun in the palm of the sheriff\u2019s hand. It was as Ben had said\u2026a standard gun that they all used. It could have been picked up anywhere on the ranch by one of the hands or any of them. Ben\u2019s eyes darted up the stairs and his blood went cold as he thought of his traumatised son up there in his bedroom and what he might have done. Who knows what the boy would have been capable of after today\u2019s events? He swallowed as he realised that Roy was speaking again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What?\u2019 he asked fearfully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I said that I\u2019ll have to talk to all of you together,\u2019 explained Roy. \u2018I\u2019m not saying any of you had anything to do with it Ben, but its standard procedure you understand.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded and sat down again. \u2018Of course,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Roy hesitated. \u2018You\u2019ll need to get Joe,\u2019 he said. \u2018I need to question all of you.\u2019 Ben stared up the stairs again, his brain working overtime as he tried to sort out his thoughts. \u2018Ben?\u2019 asked Roy again. \u2018Will you get Joe down here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood up and faced his friend. \u2018There\u2019s no need to,\u2019 he said. \u2018It\u2019s me you want Roy. I shot Barker.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam gave his father a shocked look and Hoss yelled \u2018Pa!\u2019 before he could stop himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben turned to his sons and gave them both a meaningful look. \u2018You heard what I said boys,\u2019 he said. \u2018I shot Barker and that\u2019s all there is to it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But Pa,\u2019 said Adam,\u2019 glancing up the stairs. \u2018You don\u2019t know for sure\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben held up his hand and glanced at Roy. \u2018Adam,\u2019 he said. \u2018That\u2019s enough. I\u2019m going into town with Roy now and I want you to get to Hiram Wood as soon as possible to organise bail for me. Hoss, you\u2019re to stay with Joseph please.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss stepped forward. \u2018Pa\u2026you can\u2019t,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben turned to Roy. \u2018I\u2019ll saddle my horse Roy,\u2019 he said. \u2018Hoss\u2026look after your brother. Don\u2019t let him leave this house. Do you understand me?\u2019 He left the room, followed by a shocked Sheriff Coffee.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss and Adam stood looking at each other in silence for a moment before Hoss spoke. \u2018Adam you don\u2019t think\u2026\u2019 his voice trailed away. \u2018Little Joe couldn\u2019t a done it, could he?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam shrugged. \u2018I don\u2019t know Hoss. You saw him when he came in.\u2019 He picked up his hat. \u2018I\u2019d better do as Pa says and get into town. I\u2019m sure Hiram will get bail organised quickly. Once Pa is home again we can sort all this out with Joe.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss turned to Adam. \u2018This is sure proving to be an expensive week,\u2019 he said mournfully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam nodded as he glanced at the staircase again. \u2018In more ways than one,\u2019 he replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram Wood, Attorney at Law, sighed as he looked at the man slumped on the bunk across from him in the small cell. He usually preferred to do his consulting in his office, but at this time of night and given the circumstances of the tragedy that was unfolding in front of him, he didn\u2019t see that could he afford that luxury.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ben?\u2019 he said. \u2018I need to know what this is all about\u2026and I mean all of it. If there\u2019s something you\u2019re not telling me\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018No,\u2019 he said quietly. \u2018I\u2019ve told you all I can Hiram. Barker and I had a business disagreement. He was blackmailing me and I paid him the $30 000. I tried to get it back, that\u2019s all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What was the business disagreement about?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018I don\u2019t see that it\u2019s important,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram gave the man a frustrated look. \u2018Everything about this whole incident is important!\u2019 he said. \u2018Don\u2019t you understand what\u2019s going on here Ben? You\u2019re going to be on trial for murder if you don\u2019t give me something else to go on. Without the whole story my hands are tied!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked up at the Attorney. \u2018I\u2019ve said all that I can,\u2019 he stated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram stood up and began to pace up and down the cell. \u2018What happened at the time of the shooting?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shrugged. \u2018I shot him, that\u2019s all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram glared at him. \u2018I need details Ben!\u2019 he said. \u2018Did the man threaten you? Was there a scuffle? What happened for God\u2019s sake?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood up and faced his Attorney. \u2018Can\u2019t we just go through all of this later?\u2019 he asked. \u2018All I want at the moment is to get out of here and back home to my boys. Is that possible?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram nodded. \u2018Yes,\u2019 he acknowledged. \u2018That\u2019s very possible. Given your good character and background around here there\u2019s no way that they\u2019ll hold you until the trial. First thing in the morning we should be able to get it organised.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Good,\u2019 said Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But after that, we\u2019ll have to work hard on this,\u2019 Hiram continued. \u2018We can\u2019t afford to waste any time.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018Just get me out of here and home to my boys,\u2019 he said. \u2018Then we\u2019ll worry about the trial.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram narrowed his eyes. \u2018Ben I know you,\u2019 he said. \u2018You\u2019re holding out on me. If you\u2019re covering up for someone then it\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018It\u2019s nothing like that,\u2019 he said. \u2018Hiram\u2026please.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018All right, I\u2019ll say no more for now,\u2019 replied the other man. \u2018But with your permission I\u2019m going to wire the Governor tomorrow. I have a feeling we\u2019re going to need his help if we can get it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Help?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram took a deep breath. \u2018To save your skin,\u2019 he said. \u2018If this trial goes the way I think it could, then you could be facing a hanging. We need to get the Governor onside if we have any chance of commuting that to a jail term.\u2019 He paused. \u2018Unless you have anything else to tell me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stared out of the small barred window. \u2018No,\u2019 he said in a small voice. \u2018I have nothing else to tell you Hiram. \u2018Please contact the Governor.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram shook his head and left the cell as Ben continued to stare out of the window.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa!\u2019 said Hoss with a grin. \u2018It\u2019s good to have ya back!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben returned the look. \u2018It\u2019s good to be back Hoss,\u2019 he said as he took off his hat. \u2018How is everything here son?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss shrugged. \u2018Still the same,\u2019 he said. \u2018Joe\u2019s still up in his room. Adam\u2019s been trying to get him to come out but he won\u2019t. He just lays up there and stares at the ceiling as if he don\u2019t hear anything we\u2019re saying to him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben turned as Adam came down the stairs. \u2018Pa!\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019m glad you\u2019re home! I was coming into town soon if you\u2019d hadn\u2019t made it back here. What did Hiram say?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Sit down boys,\u2019 replied Ben. \u2018We need to talk.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa, you can\u2019t do this,\u2019 said Adam. \u2018We all know that you\u2019re trying to cover for Joe and its just not logical. You don\u2019t even know that he had anything to do with Barker\u2019s death.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018That\u2019s true,\u2019 he said. \u2018And I aim to find out now if he did. But in the meantime, I wasn\u2019t about to let that boy go through anything else after everything that\u2019s happened to him already. There was no way he could have stood being questioned by Roy last night.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018So what will you do if you find out that he did shoot Barker?\u2019 asked Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018It\u2019s like I just said Hoss. Joseph can\u2019t cope with anything else at the moment. If your brother did do this, then my story stands.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa you can\u2019t!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben put his hand on Hoss\u2019 shoulder. \u2018Yes son, I can,\u2019 he said. \u2018I pray to God it won\u2019t come to that, but if it does\u2026well I\u2019ll do anything to keep that boy safe. Lord knows he\u2019s been through enough without having to face a trial. Besides,\u2019 he added. \u2018Hiram is going to contact the Governor in case we need his intervention.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss frowned. \u2018What does that mean?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He could have any sentence overruled if he saw fit,\u2019 said Adam as he studied his father\u2019s face. \u2018You\u2019re thinking it might come to that Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shrugged. \u2018I don\u2019t know what to think at the moment,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018And the truth about what happened to Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Is not to be mentioned,\u2019 said their father. \u2018You\u2019ve seen the boy\u2019s reaction to the very thought of it. I won\u2019t have it become an issue in all of this!\u2019 He stared at his two sons. \u2018I mean it boys!\u2019 he said. \u2018There is to be no mention of it!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam took a deep breath. \u2018Pa, you\u2019re asking us to choose between our father and our brother,\u2019 he said. \u2018How can you ask that of us?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m not asking you boys,\u2019 replied their father. \u2018There is no choice in all of this. I\u2019ve already made up my mind and it\u2019s out of your hands now.\u2019 He stood up. \u2018Besides, it may not even come to that.\u2019 He looked up at the stairs. \u2018I\u2019m going up to see Joseph now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He moved over to the staircase and walked up as Adam and Hoss watched him. \u2018Adam, we can\u2019t let him do this,\u2019 said Hoss mournfully. \u2018We just can\u2019t!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam sighed and put his head in his hands. \u2018What else do we do?\u2019 he asked. \u2018You heard Pa. We have no choice.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph?\u2019 Ben sat next to his son and watched as the boy covered his eyes with his hands as if to block out the view of his father. \u2018Joseph?\u2019 Ben put a hand on his son\u2019s head and stroked his hair gently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Go away Pa,\u2019 said Joe softly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph we need to talk,\u2019 persisted Ben. \u2018There\u2019s something I have to tell you son.\u2019 Joe said nothing. \u2018It\u2019s about Barker Joe.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben noticed the boy\u2019s breathing begin to quicken and he turned his head towards the wall. \u2018Listen to me Little Joe,\u2019 he said in the same soft tone. \u2018Barker is dead.\u2019 There was no reaction from the boy on the bed. \u2018Did you hear me son? Barker can\u2019t hurt you anymore. He\u2019s dead.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Good!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben flinched. \u2018Joe I need to ask you something son,\u2019 he said. \u2018Did you have anything to do with it?\u2019 Joe remained silent. \u2018Son? Did you shoot Barker?\u2019 Again the boy said nothing, but continued to stare at the wall. Ben sighed. \u2018I can understand you not wanting to talk about him Joe, but I need to know. It\u2019s very important.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe began to cry softly, his tears falling unchecked onto the pillow. Ben stared at him and continued to stroke his hair, murmuring to him as he did so. \u2018I know you were hurt and embarrassed by what he said about you yesterday Joseph,\u2019 he said. \u2018But it\u2019s all over now. He\u2019s dead and there\u2019s no need to fear him any more.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He was gonna come back again,\u2019 whispered Joe. \u2018He said so.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018Yes he did,\u2019 he said. \u2018But he can\u2019t come back now. He can\u2019t do anything to you ever again Joseph.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No he can\u2019t come back now,\u2019 repeated Joe. \u2018He\u2019s dead.\u2019 He narrowed his eyes for a moment. \u2018I told you I wouldn\u2019t let him hurt me again didn\u2019t I Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben jerked as he stared at his son. \u2018Joe?\u2019 he said. \u2018What did you do son?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I didn\u2019t let them Pa,\u2019 mumbled Joe. \u2018That\u2019s why I was running away that day. I didn\u2019t let them.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018They said those things\u2026things they was gonna do, but I didn\u2019t let them. I had to go. I had to get out of there.\u2019 He turned and looked at his father \u2018I\u2019m sorry Pa! I know I said that I\u2019d do whatever it took to stay safe, but I just couldn\u2019t stay there. I couldn\u2019t!\u2019 he clutched at his father\u2019s vest. \u2018Not with them saying all them things about me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know son.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What Barker said was true! They was gonna make me\u2026 like I was an animal or something! He woulda helped em too! I know he woulda! I couldn\u2019t let him do that!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben heard his son\u2019s voice becoming hysterical as the panic took hold of him again. \u2018Joe calm down,\u2019 he said. \u2018You\u2019re not there any more and Barker is gone.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe continued speaking over the top of his father\u2019s voice. \u2018I\u2026 I hated them all! I hated him! I\u2019m glad he\u2019s dead\u2026he deserved to die!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben leant close to his son. \u2018Joseph did you shoot him?\u2019 he asked again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stared back at his father uncomprehendingly. \u2018Please Pa!\u2019 he pleaded. \u2018Please don\u2019t tell anyone! I don\u2019t want anyone to know!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No one is going to know son. No one will know.\u2019 Ben felt his own heart breaking as he looked at his son sobbing on the bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Don\u2019t let them know Pa,\u2019 repeated Joe, tightening his grip on his father. \u2018No one can know about me. Please!!!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben drew his son close to his chest and rocked him backwards and forwards as the tears fell from his own face and mingled with those of his son\u2019s. \u2018I promise you Joseph,\u2019 he said. \u2018No one will know. I promise you son.\u2019 He stared over the top of the sobbing boy\u2019s head as he rocked him and noticed Adam standing in the doorway watching them both.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018There is no choice,\u2019 whispered Ben. \u2018You can see that, can\u2019t you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam nodded miserably. \u2018Yes,\u2019 he said quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why so soon?\u2019 asked Ben quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Judge Wilcox sees no reason to put it off any longer,\u2019 replied Hiram. \u2018Plus there\u2019s so much interest in this case Ben that I think he\u2019s of the opinion that the sooner we get it over with the better really. Of course if you think we need more time to discuss your defence I can always ask for an extension.\u2019 He looked at Ben hopefully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018No,\u2019 he said. \u2018There\u2019s no need to prolong this Hiram. Perhaps the judge is right and the sooner we get it over with the better.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram sighed as he packed up his briefcase. \u2018Alright then Ben,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019ll see you in court tomorrow then.\u2019 He stood up. \u2018Oh\u2026 by the way\u2026 I got the answer from the Governor\u2019s office this afternoon. I think we can be assured of any sentence being commuted to a jail term.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded.\u2019 Good,\u2019 he said faintly. \u2018Thank you Hiram.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018The Governor is the one you owe thanks to Ben, not me. He must think mighty highly of you to do this.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded again. \u2018I have many good friends,\u2019 he said. \u2018It\u2019s at a time like this that a man realises just how important friends and family are.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram patted him on the back. \u2018Good night Ben,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019ll do my best for you tomorrow.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Thank you,\u2019 said Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He watched as the Attorney left the room. Behind him, Adam stood up. \u2018Pa,\u2019 he said as he came forward to stand next to his father. \u2018There\u2019s still a chance that everything will be all right.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at his son. \u2018I\u2019m pleading guilty Adam, remember? That\u2019s all there is to it son.\u2019 He cleared his throat. \u2018Now\u2026 down to business boys. We have a lot of things to go through before tomorrow.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You want me to get Hiram back?\u2019 asked Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No son. This is family business,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018Come over here both of you please.\u2019 He motioned to his study where the desk was piled high with papers and sat down in his large leather chair. \u2018Now,\u2019 he said. \u2018I know that you two are more than capable of running this ranch, but I\u2019ve spent the last couple of days putting some things together to make it easier for you to get organised.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam gave his father a stricken look.\u2019 Pa!\u2019 he said. \u2018Don\u2019t do this.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at both of them. \u2018Son, it\u2019s for the best,\u2019 he said. \u2018It has to be said. I want to make sure that I\u2019ve left everything in order for you. This pile here are the\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss stood up. \u2018Pa I can\u2019t take this,\u2019 he said. \u2018Please.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben hesitated. \u2018Boys please listen to me. It\u2019s time to face the hard truth here. We all know what tomorrow is going to bring and there\u2019s nothing that will change my mind about that. I have spent many years of my life building up this ranch for you two and,\u2019 he glanced at the staircase, \u2018and your brother. I want to make sure that what I\u2019ve started here is going to continue. Otherwise, my life has been a waste.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam put his hand over that of his father\u2019s, which was lying on the desk. \u2018Never a waste Pa,\u2019 he said. \u2018Your life could never be classified as a waste by any stretch of the imagination.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben returned his son\u2019s look. \u2018Thank you Adam,\u2019 he said quietly. \u2018You can both prove that to me by doing as I am asking you now. Continue things here as I would if I could be here. I have absolute trust in you both and God willing one day I may return to see it all once more. In the meantime I\u2019ll hold the three of you and the Ponderosa in my heart every day.\u2019 He brushed the tears away from his eyes and smiled at them both. \u2018I\u2019m counting on you boys to look after things around here. I\u2019m also counting on you to look after your brother. God knows that Joe isn\u2019t out of the woods yet and he\u2019s going to continue to need all your support.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He\u2019ll have it Pa,\u2019 said Hoss. \u2018Ya know that.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yes,\u2019 said Ben simply. \u2018I know that.\u2019 He hesitated as he picked up another piece of paper from the pile in front of him. \u2018That brings me to this,\u2019 he said. \u2018My Will has always been kept up to date. I\u2019ve left everything to the three of you of course. You are both to have guardianship of your brother and the responsibility of his share of The Ponderosa until he is of legal age. Also, the papers I had drawn up in Alabama concerning him are here.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam nodded. \u2018Sure Pa,\u2019 he said in a soft voice. \u2018We\u2019ll take care of it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood up. \u2018Well I want you both to have a look through these,\u2019 he said. \u2018If you\u2019ve got any questions we\u2019ll deal them with this evening after supper. \u2018I\u2019m going up to sit with your brother for a while now.\u2019 He walked wearily away from them both with his head bowed. Hoss sniffed and wiped his eyes on his sleeve as Adam sat with his head bowed, staring at the pile of papers in front of them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben bent over and kissed his youngest son\u2019s forehead gently. He couldn\u2019t count how many times during the past three days he had sat here like this watching Joe sleep. It seemed that it was all his son did lately and even when he was awake Ben found it well nigh impossible to get anything from him at all. He spent his waking hours staring at the wall ignoring any attempt to rouse him from his stupor. He ate and drank when forced to, but beyond that did nothing to acknowledge any of them. After that initial outburst with his father three days ago, it seemed as if the boy had sunk into a stupor from which he didn\u2019t want to be roused.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben felt a great weariness as he studied his son\u2019s profile. Joe seemed to be dreaming again and muttered a few phrases under his breath that Ben found hard to decipher. Occasionally a word would be distinguishable, but beyond that Ben found any communication with this child of his just beyond him. He picked up the framed picture of his late wife Marie from the dresser next to Joe\u2019s bed and studied it. He smiled as he noticed the same features as those which faced him from the bed. She had been such a beauty! Just like Joe\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben found his thoughts flying back to the words of Barker that last time he had seen him and the bile started to rise in his throat. The things that the man had intimated made him sick to the very core of his being and he closed his eyes as he tried to will them away. \u2018Joseph!\u2019 he said softly. \u2018My baby boy! How could anyone\u2026\u2019 The physical gifts that the boy had inherited from his mother had been turned against him by those monsters and tore into Ben\u2019s very soul. \u2018It will never happen again Joseph,\u2019 he crooned to the boy who was tossing his head on the pillow. \u2018I\u2019ll see to it son. It will never be mentioned again or come back to haunt you. I promise you Joe. Your Pa will take care of it all for you.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He bent over and kissed the boy again as he heard him mumble softly. \u2018No\u2026 have to\u2026 Pa\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Your Pa will look after you Joe,\u2019 he said again softly. \u2018Sleep now son. Get some rest.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe blinked as the shaft of sunlight shifted slightly and shone directly on his face. He scrunched up his face and yawned as he stretched his aching muscles and sat up, wondering for a moment where he was. Then he remembered. He was in his own bedroom and it was\u2026 He looked around him with a puzzled expression. It seemed to be the middle of the day and he wondered why no one had wakened him for breakfast.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe swung his legs off the side of the bed and they hit the ground with a thump. As usual the movement made him aware of the mark on his foot and he frowned. He stood up remembering why he was up here instead of downstairs with everyone else. As he walked towards the open window, Joe wondered why his muscles hurt so much. It felt like he hadn\u2019t used them in days and he tried to work out how long it had been since he had left his bedroom.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He had vague memories of his father sitting with him and stroking his forehead as he tried to sleep. Poor Pa! He had given him so much worry lately. First of all there\u2019d been that horrible trip he\u2019d had to make to Alabama to save him and then he\u2019d had to deal with everything Joe had thrown at him since their return. Why even the other day when\u2026 suddenly it all came flooding back to him as he caught a vision of Barker\u2019s face in front of him and he heard the words he had spoken again. Joe put his hands over his ears as if to block them out again, but they rang around his head in spite of his efforts to block them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They knew! Pa and Adam and Hoss\u2026 they knew what he had been trying to hide from them all this time. Barker had told them and now they knew what those people had been planning for him. He hung his head and closed his eyes tightly as he tried to come to grips with the knowledge that there was no hiding from it any more. Much and all as he would have liked to wind back the clock and pretend it hadn\u2019t happened, it had. Barker had gone and told his family and he didn\u2019t know if he could face them knowing that they knew.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He took a deep breath and looked at his reflection in the mirror, remembering that day when he and Pa had first arrived back home. He had been so determined to have his hair cut off that day, thinking that it would help to hide that part of him from the world. He fingered his curls that had grown back and thought ruefully what a futile exercise that had been. Nothing could ever hide the fact that he had coloured blood in him\u2026 he just had to learn to live with the fact and be grateful that no one outside his family knew about it. Thank God that no one did! Joe didn\u2019t know how he\u2019d cope with the fact if anyone ever found out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He squared his shoulders and drew himself up straight. The sooner he got this over with the better, he thought. He\u2019d have to face Pa and his brothers at some stage, so it might as well be now. Quietly he padded across the floor in his bare feet, thinking ruefully how at one time he would have made sure that he had pulled on socks to hide the mark on his foot. None of that mattered any more. There was nothing that he could hide from his family\u2026they knew it all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe reached the top of the staircase and looked down into the main living area. The room was empty, apart from his brother Hoss who was pacing up and down in front of the fireplace with his hands in his pockets and staring at his feet as he walked. Joe took another deep breath and began to walk downstairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Hi,\u2019 he said as he reached the bottom floor. \u2018Where is everyone?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss looked up at him surprised. \u2018Joe!\u2019 he said. \u2018What are you doing down here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe tried to appear casual, although he felt his insides churning even as he spoke. \u2018I woke up,\u2019 he said. \u2018How come no one woke me for breakfast?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss\u2019 jaw dropped. His little brother sounded nearly his old self. \u2018Um..\u2019 he said. \u2018You were sleeping so peaceful that we decided to leave ya.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked around and said again. \u2018Where is everyone?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss looked away from him. \u2018Pa and Adam ain\u2019t here,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Where are they?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss continued to look away from him. \u2018They\u2019ve just gone ta town,\u2019 he said. \u2018Why don\u2019t ya go back on up ta bed fer a while?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe sat down on the sofa. \u2018I\u2019ve had enough of bed,\u2019 he said. \u2018Seems like I\u2019ve been up there for days.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss stared at him. \u2018Ya have,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe frowned. \u2018Have I? Oh\u2026\u2019 he looked away, embarrassed as he thought about the reason why he had been hiding from his family. \u2018When will Pa be home?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The question seemed to upset Hoss, who began to pace again. Joe stared at him. \u2018Hoss?\u2019 he said. \u2018What\u2019s the matter?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Nuthin.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018When will Pa be home?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss shook his head. \u2018I dunno little buddy. I just don\u2019t know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe began to pick up on his brother\u2019s panic. \u2018Why don\u2019t you know?\u2019 he asked. \u2018Where is he Hoss? Where are Pa and Adam? I want to know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss sat down next to his brother on the sofa. \u2018Pa asked me ta stay and look after you,\u2019 he said. \u2018He and Adam had ta go into town fer\u2026 to do some things. Don\u2019t worry about it Joe. Adam and I\u2019ll explain it all to ya later.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Why won\u2019t Pa explain it to me?\u2019 asked Joe, really worried now. \u2018What\u2019s going on Hoss?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joe, Pa said I wasn\u2019t ta talk ta you about it until tonight, he said. Best to wait fer Adam to come home and then we\u2019ll talk about it OK?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Isn\u2019t Pa coming home?\u2019 asked Joe, beginning to panic now. \u2018Why isn\u2019t Pa coming home?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Buddy I don\u2019t think\u2026.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Tell me Hoss! Tell me now or I\u2019m getting dressed and going into town to find out myself where he is!\u2019 Joe glared at his brother. \u2018I mean it Hoss! Either you tell me or I\u2019m gonna find out for myself.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss shook his head. \u2018Joe I can\u2019t,\u2019 he said. \u2018Pa made me promise.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe bounced up from the sofa. \u2018I\u2019m going to find my Pa!\u2019 he shouted and ran towards the staircase. Hoss caught him in an instant. \u2018Let me go!\u2019 shouted Joe, trying to free himself from his brother\u2019s grip. \u2018I mean it Hoss! Let me go!\u2019 He flung his feet out wildly and gave his brother a sharp kick in the ankle.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ow!\u2019 yelled Hoss. \u2018Quit it will ya Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Then tell me where Pa is!\u2019 shouted Joe again. \u2018Tell me Hoss!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss threw his little brother down on the sofa and sat down next to him. \u2018Now just you settle down,\u2019 he said firmly as he pointed a finger at him. \u2018Seems ta me it can\u2019t do no harm now telling ya anyways. It\u2019ll be all over soon.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe\u2019s eyes widened. \u2018What will be all over,\u2019 he said. \u2018Is it something to do with Barker? Has he come back already?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss frowned at him. \u2018Barker\u2019s dead Joe. Don\u2019t ya remember? Pa told ya he was shot.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Shot?\u2019 said Joe faintly. \u2018Barker is dead?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss nodded. \u2018Don\u2019t ya remember Joe? Pa told ya himself.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe scrunched up his face. \u2018Oh yes..\u2019 he said faintly as his father\u2019s words came back to him. He looked at Hoss suddenly. \u2018What\u2019s that got to do with Pa?\u2019 he asked. \u2018Why\u2019s Pa in town if Barker is dead? He can\u2019t hurt me any more iffen he\u2019s dead.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No little buddy he can\u2019t hurt ya no more,\u2019 said Hoss. \u2018Nothing can hurt ya any more. Pa\u2019s gonna see ta that.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe frowned again. \u2018How? What do you mean Hoss? What\u2019s Pa doing?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss hesitated, knowing that his brother had to know sooner or later, but unsure how he was going to take the news. \u2018Well\u2026.\u2019 He said slowly. \u2018Pa\u2019s been in jail Joe.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018In jail? Why?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Fer shooting Barker.\u2019 Hoss watched his little brother\u2019s face intently as he said the words. He was prepared for his brother to break out in hysterics again, but what Joe said next surprised him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa didn\u2019t shoot Barker!\u2019 declared Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss\u2019 eyebrows lifted. \u2018What makes ya say that Joe?\u2019 he asked tentatively.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa couldn\u2019t have shot him. Pa could never kill anyone Hoss. You know that!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss let his breath out on a rush. Joe had probably blocked the memory of what he\u2019d done, which Hoss supposed was just as well considering everything. He put his arm around his brother\u2019s shoulders. \u2018He said he did Joe,\u2019 he said gently. \u2018There\u2019s a trial.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe jumped up. \u2018A trial?\u2019 he shouted. \u2018Pa\u2019s on trial for shooting Barker? No!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss pulled him down again. \u2018It\u2019s OK Joe,\u2019 he said. \u2018Pa knows what he\u2019s doing.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">No!\u2019 Joe shouted again. \u2018I gotta go to him!\u2019 He tried to get off the sofa again, but Hoss held him down. \u2018Please Hoss,\u2019 he begged. \u2018Let me go!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No!\u2019 said Hoss firmly. \u2018Pa said I was ta keep ya here and that\u2019s what I\u2019m gonna do. Now sit still.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stopped struggling and stared at his brother. \u2018Pa didn\u2019t kill Barker,\u2019 he said softly. \u2018I\u2019m glad he\u2019s dead though. I wish I\u2019d killed him!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss jerked. \u2018What?\u2019 he said. \u2018But we thought\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You thought what?\u2019 asked Joe. \u2018You thought I killed him?\u2019 He gave a snort. \u2018I wish!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss\u2019 jaw dropped open. \u2018Ya didn\u2019t kill him Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No. Of course I didn\u2019t kill him!\u2019 declared Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss put his head in his hands. \u2018But Pa thought ya did. \u2018Ya told him ya didn\u2019t want anyone ta know that you\u2019d killed him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018I meant that I didn\u2019t want anyone to know about\u2026. you know. That I was a \u2026 a\u2026.slave.\u2019 It was the first time he\u2019d actually said the word and he wondered why he had the courage to say it now. He looked at his brother, puzzled. \u2018Hoss?\u2019 he said as an idea formed in his head. \u2018Hoss? Is Pa saying he killed Barker to protect me?\u2019 Hoss looked up at his brother silently. \u2018But he don\u2019t need to! I didn\u2019t kill him Hoss, I swear it!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Then where were you that day when you ran off from us?\u2019 asked Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I dunno. Just riding around. I had to get away after he said\u2026you know. But I didn\u2019t go near Barker again Hoss. I swear I didn\u2019t. Someone mighta killed him, but it wasn\u2019t me!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Oh God!\u2019 said Hoss, burying his head in his hands again. His head was spinning and he wished that Adam were here to make sense of it all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Hoss!\u2019 said Joe urgently. \u2018We\u2019ve gotta get inta town! Pa don\u2019t haveta do this Hoss! He don\u2019t haveta say he did it for me! I gotta tell them in that court that I didn\u2019t do it either and then he can tell the truth!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss clutched at his brother\u2019s arm. \u2018Joe you can\u2019t!\u2019 he said. \u2018Don\u2019t ya understand boy? If you go in there and start ta testify, then they\u2019ll start asking questions. They\u2019ll ask all about Barker and everything will come out. Don\u2019t ya understand that?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe went white as he realised that his brother was right. \u2018What?\u2019 he said faintly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s true Joe,\u2019 said Hoss. \u2018That\u2019s what Pa was trying to stop happening. You\u2019ve always begged fer no one ta know about what\u2026about your background and such. You\u2019d have ta risk it all coming out. Pa won\u2019t let ya do it!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe closed his eyes and heard the pounding of blood in his head that threatened to blot out his brother\u2019s words. He felt himself go cold with the thoughts that had been haunting him for the past few weeks. He knew that he couldn\u2019t face the thought of people looking at him and knowing what he really was. \u2018Hoss?\u2019 he said faintly. \u2018What\u2019s gonna happen to Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss\u2019 face went pale. \u2018I reckon he\u2019s going ta prison Joe,\u2019 he whispered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stood up shakily. \u2018I gotta go upstairs and get dressed now,\u2019 he said. \u2018I need to get to town quickly.\u2019 He started to walk towards the stairs, but had to grab hold of the back of a chair to steady himself. Hoss stood up to support him. \u2018Go back ta bed Joe,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gave his brother a pained look and brushed him aside. \u2018No,\u2019 he said faintly. \u2018I gotta get dressed and get into town.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Didn\u2019t ya hear what I said Joe,\u2019 said Hoss. \u2018Don\u2019t ya realise what you\u2019ll haveta say if ya go in there? Ya can\u2019t tell everyone Joe. Ya\u2019ve said it yaself. Ya can\u2019t tell everyone!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe smiled at his brother. \u2018I can\u2019t not tell them now can I?\u2019 he said quietly with tears in his eyes. \u2018We\u2019re talking about Pa Hoss. I can\u2019t not tell them.\u2019 He walked slowly up the stairs, supporting himself on the banister as he did so.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Judge Wilcox frowned as he banged his gavel on the table in front of him. \u2018Silence!\u2019 he ordered. He turned to the prosecutor. \u2018Please proceed Mr Matthews.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Robert Matthews turned to Ben once again. \u2018Please tell the court in your own words why you paid Mr Barker the $30 000 dollars.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It was a business transaction,\u2019 said Ben as he looked around the room. It seemed to him that more than half the town had turned out to hear what he had to say and the courtroom was filled to capacity. \u2018A straightforward business deal.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Would you care to elaborate on what it was concerning?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018No.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was a murmur around the courtroom and the judge banged his gavel again. \u2018Silence!\u2019 he repeated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Could you tell us why you don\u2019t wish to elaborate Mr Cartwright?\u2019 asked Matthews with a slight wink at the jury. \u2018Perhaps there was something shady about the deal that you don\u2019t want us to know about?\u2019 Ben said nothing, but stared straight ahead of him. \u2018Mr Cartwright if you don\u2019t enlighten us, then I\u2019m afraid the jury will have to draw its own conclusions about the legality of the transaction.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Objection!\u2019 shouted Hiram Wood. \u2018Mr Cartwright\u2019s character is not on trial here. His business ethics are not the issue!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Judge Wilcox raised an eyebrow. \u2018Everything that pertains to Mr Cartwright\u2019s relationship with Mr Barker is of importance here,\u2019 he said shortly. \u2018Sit down.\u2019 Hiram Wood sat down with a sigh.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Robert Matthews gave the jury a smile. \u2018Well its obvious that Mr Cartwright had business with Mr Barker that he doesn\u2019t want us to know about,\u2019 he said dryly. Let\u2019s move on shall we?\u2019 He turned to Ben again. \u2018Now,\u2019 he continued. \u2018Can you please tell us\u2026\u2019 He turned sharply as a noise at the back of the courthouse reached his ears.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked up to see Hoss pushing his way through the crowd, his arms flying in all directions. \u2018Let me through,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019ve got business with the judge!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stood up. \u2018Hoss!\u2019 he shouted. \u2018What are you doing here?\u2019 He swallowed in fright as he saw Joe standing meekly behind his brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s all right Pa,\u2019 said Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Silence!\u2019 ordered the Judge. Everyone sit down immediately! What is the meaning of this?\u2019 Everyone was talking at once and he had to bang his gavel to get silence. \u2018That\u2019s better,\u2019 he said and then turned to Hoss. \u2018What is this all about?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss stepped forward. \u2018My brother wants ta testify,\u2019 he said. \u2018He\u2019s got some things ta say.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben leapt to his feet again. \u2018No!\u2019 he said. \u2018Joseph I forbid it!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe stepped forward and faced his father. \u2018Pa I have to,\u2019 he said. \u2018I have to tell it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018You don\u2019t know what you\u2019re saying son,\u2019 he said. \u2018You know you can\u2019t do this.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe ignored his father and turned to the Judge. \u2018My name is Joseph Cartwright and I\u2019ve got things to say,\u2019 he said. \u2018My father didn\u2019t shoot Barker.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph!\u2019 Ben\u2019s voice exploded behind him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Judge Wilcox looked at the young man standing in front of him and noticed how pale he was. He looked as if he were about to collapse. The judge leant forward. \u2018Do you know who did shoot Barker?\u2019 he asked quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018No sir,\u2019 he said just as quietly. \u2018But I know that my Pa didn\u2019t. I know why he paid him that money and I need to tell it to stop him pleading guilty.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Judge Wilcox sat up straight again. \u2018The boy will take the stand,\u2019 he said in a loud voice. \u2018Please get down Mr Cartwright.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u2018No,\u2019 he said in a strangled voice. \u2018Joseph I won\u2019t let you do this.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at his father sadly, his voice shaking with fright. \u2018You don\u2019t have a choice Pa,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019m gonna do it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss stepped forward and pulled his father towards him. \u2018Pa sit down,\u2019 he said. \u2018Joe knows what he\u2019s doing.\u2019 Ben gave his youngest son one final look before allowing himself to be pulled away from the stand. Joe sat down and took his father\u2019s place, closing his eyes for a moment as he felt everyone\u2019s eyes upon him. He felt totally exposed up there facing everyone and the thought brought back memories of that day that he had fought so hard to forget. The last time he had faced a crowd this large had been on the day of the auction and try as he would to block the thoughts from his mind, they came flooding back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Suddenly he was pushed from behind towards the steps leading up to the platform near him. He stood still, refusing to move until the guards grabbed him by the arms and hoisted him up bodily. Standing alone on the platform made him feel totally exposed and he turned to move away from the peering faces that stared back at him, but the auctioneer motioned to the guards and they moved over to him and held him still. Joe closed his eyes, refusing to look at the sea of faces before him, and tried to block out the words that were being said. Suddenly he felt his shirt ripped from his shoulders and down to his waist, exposing his upper torso. He closed his eyes even tighter and swayed on his feet, but was held upright in a tight grip by the two men on either side of him. How much longer? Make this finish! Please God make this finish!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The noises around him became louder and louder until it seemed to Joe that his head would burst. He tried to bring his thoughts inward and block out the external noises around him, but try as he might words and phrases kept invading his senses. \u2018Come on gentlemen \u2026.. $1000 \u2026. not often do you see quality like this \u2026\u2026..$3000 thank you sir \u2026.. looks like this are hard to come by \u2026.. $5000 to the gentleman in the corner \u2026..a bargain at any price\u2026\u2026such light skin, just take a look \u2026.. $7000, thank you sir \u2026\u2026come now gentlemen you can do better than that surely \u2026\u2026\u2019 Joe listened as the price went higher and with each bid a bit more of his dignity was snatched from him. He willed himself to concentrate on his breathing. God make it finish! Please make it finish. Pa! Please help me Pa!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph?\u2019 asked Judge Wilcox. \u2018We\u2019re waiting.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe opened his eyes again and felt his heart beating wildly. He looked around the room and his eyes found those of his father\u2019s staring back at him. He took a deep breath. \u2018My Pa didn\u2019t shoot Mr Barker,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Judge Wilcox leant forward. \u2018What can you tell us about that day Joseph?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe took another breath and spoke quickly to get the words out. \u2018My Pa had paid Mr Barker $30 000 to keep him quiet,\u2019 he said. \u2018He was blackmailing my Pa to keep quiet about me. Pa told him to take the money and get out of town and he left on the stagecoach. Pa and my brothers went searching for me cause I\u2019d run off, and he didn\u2019t go after Barker at all. He spent the whole day looking for me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Judge Wilcox frowned. \u2018What was Barker blackmailing your father about?\u2019 he said. \u2018What was it about you that he was going to tell?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe took another deep breath and tried to control his trembling voice. He felt everyone\u2019s eyes upon him and the room was so still that you could have heard a pin drop. \u2018He was gonna tell everyone what happened to me when I went to New Orleans a few weeks ago,\u2019 he said in a voice barely above a whisper. \u2018There was a man there that Barker worked for. He \u2026.He\u2026\u2019 Joe stopped and licked his lips. \u2018He bought me,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The Judge looked puzzled. \u2018I don\u2019t understand,\u2019 he said. \u2018He bought you? What do you mean?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He bought me,\u2019 said Joe. \u2018They said that my mother\u2026 that she was part-coloured. It made me part-coloured too and \u2026 the man\u2026 he bought me.\u2019 There was a deep silence in the courtroom and no one moved. Joe\u2019s soft trembling voice carried to the far corners of the room with ease. \u2018Barker said that he\u2019d tell everyone about me being\u2026. coloured and so my Pa paid him money to keep him quiet.\u2019 He closed his eyes for a moment<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. It was done! He\u2019d said it and it was done!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The Judge looked at the young boy intently. \u2018I see,\u2019 he said. \u2018Well that explains why your father paid Mr Barker the money Joseph, but it doesn\u2019t really help. Your father has stated that he killed Mr Barker.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned his tear-filled eyes to the Judge. \u2018But he\u2019s lying!\u2019 he said. \u2018He\u2019s only saying that because he thinks I done it!\u2019 He turned to his father. \u2018You can tell em now Pa! You can tell em that you didn\u2019t do it! You don\u2019t need to protect me no more. I didn\u2019t do it either, don\u2019t you see?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stared at his son, his thoughts awhirl. At that moment the back door banged open and Sheriff Coffee ran into the room. \u2018Judge!\u2019 he said. \u2018I have news to add to this case.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The Judge threw his hand up in despair. \u2018Well you\u2019d better come forward then Sheriff,\u2019 he said sarcastically. \u2018It seems that everyone else is determined to run this trial, so I don\u2019t see why you shouldn\u2019t have your say as well.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Roy Coffee approached the Judge, patting Ben on the shoulder as he passed him. \u2018I just received a wire from Carson City,\u2019 he said. \u2018The sheriff has taken into custody a drifter who has admitted to the murder of Barker.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There were murmurs around the room and the Judge banged his gavel again. \u2018What?\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019ve never dealt with a case where two men admit to killing the same man!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Appears they caught this guy with the money he took from Barker,\u2019 continued the Sheriff. \u2018He saw Barker flashing it around and thought he\u2019d take his chance. Things just got out of control and he ended up killing him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What about the gun?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018He stole it a few weeks ago from one of The Ponderosa hands,\u2019 said Roy. \u2018He\u2019s admitted to the whole thing.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The Judge wiped his hand over his eyes wearily. \u2018Mr Cartwright please stand up,\u2019 he said. Ben stood and faced the Judge. \u2018Do you wish to change your plea?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded as he smiled at Joe. \u2018I do Your Honour,\u2019 he said. \u2018I plead Not Guilty.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The Judge banged his gavel again. \u2018Case dismissed,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hiram stood and patted Ben on the back. \u2018Congratulations,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Thank you,\u2019 said Ben, shaking the man by the hand. \u2018I\u2019m sorry I wasn\u2019t much help to you Hiram.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well I understand now why you weren\u2019t,\u2019 replied the Attorney. He looked at Joe who was still seated on the stand with his eyes on the floor. \u2018Young man, in all my years of practising Law that was the gutsiest performance I\u2019ve ever witnessed.\u2019 Joe looked up at the Attorney with tears in his eyes. Hiram turned to Ben and said in a loud voice. \u2018That\u2019s one fine son you have there Ben, but I\u2019m sure you know that.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at him. \u2018I sure do,\u2019 he said as he stepped forward and pulled Joe to his feet. \u2018He\u2019s a son I\u2019m very proud of.\u2019 He hugged Joe to him and felt the boy dissolve into him as he felt himself engulfed by his father\u2019s strong arms. He stroked his son\u2019s head gently, not caring who was watching them. \u2018I\u2019m so proud of you for doing what you did Joseph,\u2019 he whispered into the boy\u2019s ear. \u2018So proud.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe drew back from his father and smiled at him. \u2018I had to do it Pa,\u2019 he said. \u2018I couldn\u2019t let you go to prison.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ironic, isn\u2019t it?\u2019 said Adam beside them. \u2018Only a few more minutes and Joe wouldn\u2019t have had to say anything. Roy would have come in anyway and everything could have remained a secret.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head as he continued to look at Joe. \u2018No,\u2019 he said. \u2018It had to be told. It was meant to be told, wasn\u2019t it Joseph?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe smiled at his father through his tears. \u2018I guess so,\u2019 he said softly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Pa?\u2019 said Hoss. \u2018We should get outta here, don\u2019t ya think?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded and felt Joe stiffen beside him. \u2018Just stick close to me Joe,\u2019 he said softly. \u2018I told you before that nothing will hurt you anymore.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked around him fearfully. \u2018But all them people Pa,\u2019 he said. \u2018They all know now.\u2019 He bit his lip.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben held his son tightly at his side as he turned him to face the back door. Adam and Hoss stood on either side of them as they inched their way through the people towards the exit. As the four Cartwrights made their way slowly forward the crowd parted around them and one after another each person stood in silence. One at a time each man that they passed put on his hat and tipped it in Joe\u2019s direction and every women nodded to him and smiled. By the time they had reached the back door, Ben could hardly see for the tears that were running down his cheeks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at the sight of his son sitting in the grass and wriggling his bare toes and walked over to stand beside him. Joe looked up and smiled at him. \u2018Hi Pa.\u2019 he said. \u2018How\u2019d ya know I\u2019d be here?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sat down next to him. \u2018I just thought you might be,\u2019 he said. He looked out over the lake and took a deep breath to smell the aroma of the pines above them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe drew up his knees and hugged them tightly as he lowered his chin onto them. \u2018You know, I haven\u2019t been here since we came home,\u2019 he said quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know,\u2019 replied his father \u2018I\u2019ve been waiting for you to come.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You have?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018Yes.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I guess I couldn\u2019t before,\u2019 said Joe as he looked at the stone marker beside him. \u2018I\u2026 didn\u2019t want to.\u2019 He glanced back at his father sadly. \u2018I\u2019ve never felt like that before Pa.\u2019 Ben waited. \u2018I think\u2026 I think I didn\u2019t want to talk to my mother about it all,\u2019 continued Joe. \u2018I didn\u2019t want her to know what happened.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018She knows Joe.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Yeah\u2026 Pa I gotta say something to you that you mightn\u2019t like.\u2019 Ben was still as he listened to his son find the words. \u2018I felt like\u2026 I felt like it was her fault in a way. I didn\u2019t want to feel that way, but still I did and it made me kinda ashamed to face her cause\u2026 well none of it was her fault was it?\u2019 Ben shook his head as he looked at his son. \u2018She couldn\u2019t help what happened,\u2019 continued Joe. \u2018I\u2019m not ashamed of her Pa, really I\u2019m not!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe wriggled his toes again and bent down to turn over his foot. He fingered the mark on his heel. \u2018Ya know it\u2019s just a mark ain\u2019t it Pa?\u2019 he said. \u2018It don\u2019t mean nothing if I don\u2019t want it to.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Ben put his arm around his son\u2019s shoulder. \u2018That\u2019s right Joseph, it\u2019s just a mark. Nothing more.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe bit his lip. \u2018But\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018But what?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He took a deep breath and let it go with a sigh. \u2018I feel better now that I\u2019ve told about it in a way, but\u2026 well with everyone knowing now\u2026\u2019 his eyes filled with tears again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Son listen to me. You saw the people in the courtroom and the way they reacted to you after you testified. They were showing you a mark of respect Joseph. You\u2019ve got nothing to be afraid of, and certainly nothing to be ashamed of\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018Yeah I saw em,\u2019 he said. \u2018But they weren\u2019t the whole town were they? They were only some people.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Some people who will tell others,\u2019 said Ben. \u2018You know the way word gets around town. Everyone will know exactly what happened by now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018That\u2019s just what I mean,\u2019 said Joe. \u2018Everyone will know by now that I\u2019m part-coloured and that I was a slave.\u2019 Ben smiled to hear his son say the words so easily that he couldn\u2019t have uttered even a few days ago. \u2018They\u2019re not all gonna think good things about me cause of it!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018Joe this town is made up of all sorts of people as you know. Of course some of them will say things about you, but I believe that there are enough people who will defend you against that kind of ignorance if only you\u2019ll let them. Sure you\u2019ll have a hard time ahead of you, especially for a while, but remember that you\u2019ll have a lot of people on your side. Your brothers and I for a start.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe smiled at his father. \u2018I know,\u2019 he said. \u2018Strange though ain\u2019t it Pa? How I never wanted anyone to know and then I go and be the one to tell em all.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018You did that for me,\u2019 said Ben, hugging his son\u2019s shoulder even tighter.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked surprised. \u2018Of course,\u2019 he said. \u2018Why wouldn\u2019t I? Pa you\u2019re more important to me than anything in this whole world! If I had a choice between losing you and having everyone turn against me, well\u2026.\u2019 He searched for the words to express his feelings. \u2018Well there just ain\u2019t no choice! Don\u2019t you know that?\u2019 His emotions took over and his voice began to shake. \u2018Sides, after what you did for me\u2026 I mean down in Alabama and all. Plus being ready to go to jail for me\u2026\u2019 He looked at the ground as the tears began to overtake him. \u2018You did that to save me.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Son I told you I would never let anything hurt you like that again. It wasn\u2019t just words Joe\u2026I meant it.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe hung his head and began to sob quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018It\u2019s all right Joseph,\u2019 said Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe shook his head. \u2018No Pa, it ain\u2019t all right. Sometimes I know I can be a real pain\u2026\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben laughed. \u2018Just sometimes?\u2019 he asked teasingly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gave a short chuckle through his tears. \u2018Well most of the time I reckon,\u2019 he acknowledged with a half-smile. \u2018But I don\u2019t mean to be. I think\u2026well I think you\u2019re just the best Pa a feller could ever have and I want to tell you that.\u2019 He looked up and gave his father a wider smile. \u2018I really love you Pa.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben patted his boy\u2019s head and gave him a soft smile. \u2018I know you do Joseph and I love you too son. More than I could ever say.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Its hard to find the words to say what\u2019s inside ain\u2019t it?\u2019 said Joe softly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u2018Yes son,\u2019 he said. \u2018But sometimes we don\u2019t have to say them. We just know.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">XXXXXXX<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018So,\u2019 said Hoss straightening up and stretching his back. \u2018 Now that that\u2019s all the loading is finished what\u2019s say we go for a beer?\u2019 He looked at his father hopefully. \u2018Sure is a hot one today don\u2019t ya reckon Pa?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Sure is,\u2019 agreed Adam as he wiped the sweat off his forehead and replaced his hat. \u2018We\u2019ve loaded those supplies in record time. Seems to me that we\u2019re ahead of schedule.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben gave a short laugh. \u2018Well I can\u2019t say that you two are very subtle about it,\u2019 he said. \u2018What do you think Joe? How does a drink sound to you? Unless you\u2019d rather go down the street and have that haircut you need instead.\u2019 He looked at his son\u2019s hair and marvelled at how long it looked already in such a short time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe returned his father\u2019s look. \u2018Aw Pa!\u2019 he said. \u2018You know I like it long! I don\u2019t need a haircut yet! But as for a drink\u2026well if you insist on buying\u2026I won\u2019t say no. He grinned at his brothers and winked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben pretended to frown. \u2018Now who said I was buying?\u2019 he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam gave him an innocent look. \u2018You did!\u2019 he said. \u2018Just now\u2026didn\u2019t you?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben laughed again and flung his arm around Joe\u2019s shoulder. \u2018Come on then,\u2019 he said over his own shoulder as he walked away. \u2018Never let it be said that Ben Cartwright was stingy with his money.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam and Hoss winked at each other as they followed each other down the street. As they neared the Saloon Ben felt Joe stiffen slightly and he tightened his grip on his son. \u2018It\u2019ll be fine Joe,\u2019 he said softly. \u2018One step at a time remember?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gave his father a slight nod and tried to smile at him, but Ben noticed that the smile stayed on his son\u2019s lips and didn\u2019t reach his eyes. It had been like this for the past few days. Joe had faced one hurdle after another each day\u2026mostly with dealing with the hands on the ranch\u2026but today was the first time he\u2019d had to do it in town and it was quite an ordeal for the boy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">No one at any time had given him the slightest indication that they were treating him any different than normal, whether by word or action, but Ben knew how tense Joe was about each new person that he came into contact with. At some stage they all knew that there would be a remark or an action to indicate what was in everyone\u2019s minds and Ben was dreading it. He knew that Joe was too. Each place they went and each person they met was another test for his son and one that so far he had passed beautifully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As they entered the Silver Dollar Saloon Ben saw immediately that it was crowded. They made their way straight to the bar, Ben\u2019s arm still around Joe\u2019s shoulder holding him tight. \u2018Four beers thanks,\u2019 he said, plonking down the money on the counter.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Since when did ya start serving coloureds in here?\u2019 came a drawling voice from behind and Ben turned to see Ed Leonard standing behind them. Everyone in the Saloon stopped and stared in their direction at the man\u2019s words. Joe swallowed and closed his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Before Ben could react in any way, Sam the bartender answered first. \u2018Since about the same time we started serving white trash like you!\u2019 he said angrily. \u2018Here you go Mr Cartwright.\u2019 He put the fours beers on the bar. \u2018Boys,\u2019 he said with a nod of his head and a smile at Adam, Hoss and Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ed sneered as he persisted. \u2018Well I ain\u2019t gonna drink with no coloureds,\u2019 he drawled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Well then you\u2019d better get out of here,\u2019 declared John Deakin and grabbed hold of the man\u2019s arm as he pulled him to the door and threw him into the street. He turned and smiled at the Cartwrights. \u2018How are you today Joe?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at the man surprised. \u2018Fine thanks Mr Deakin,\u2019 he said with a dazed expression on his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018There\u2019s a table over in the corner Ben,\u2019 said Paul Martin as he passed. He patted Joe on the arm. \u2018Nice to see you Joe,\u2019 he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben led his three sons over to the table in the corner, pleased to feel that Joe\u2019s body had relaxed and didn\u2019t feel nearly as tense. As they seated themselves he smiled around and held up his beer. \u2018Well here\u2019s to us!\u2019 he said as they all lifted their glasses to meet his. Ben took a long swallow of beer and as he replaced his glass on the table he was surprised to see a sheepish expression on Joe\u2019s face. He glanced across to where his son was looking and suppressed a smile at the sight of one of the young barmaids giving his son a wink. Normally he frowned on that sort of behaviour, but today it meant a lot to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He saw that it meant a lot to Joseph too, and the boy blushed as he met his father\u2019s eye. He looked down and studied his beer for a moment, then looked up again and tried not to laugh. With a slight shrug of his shoulders, he tried to look casual.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Looks like that gal over there kinda likes ya Joe,\u2019 said Hoss with a nudge to his brother\u2019s ribcage.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe gave him a threatening look. \u2018Shut up!\u2019 he whispered and went an even darker shade of red.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018What was that Hoss?\u2019 asked Adam in a loud voice. \u2018Did you say something about our little brother and a girl?\u2019 Joe gave his oldest brother a pleading look, which Adam ignored. \u2018Seems to me that she does look rather keen on you,\u2019 Adam grinned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe turned to his father. \u2018Pa!\u2019 he said pleadingly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben laughed. \u2018All right boys,\u2019 he said. \u2018Leave your brother alone. You\u2019re embarrassing him.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss grinned. \u2018Oh we ain\u2019t begun yet,\u2019 he said with a wink at Adam. \u2018Have we older brother?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam returned the look and put an arm around Joe as he leaned closely to him. \u2018Certainly not!\u2019 he said. \u2018Now let\u2019s see what else we can think of to embarrass our little brother.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben leant back in his chair and laughed at the pained expression on Joe\u2019s face as he tried to ward off both his brothers. A few days ago none of them would have even dreamed about treating the boy in this way, and now it was as it had been before they had taken that fateful trip. He knew that there still some difficult times ahead for his son, but judging by the reaction of people today they would be fewer than he could ever have hoped for.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018Joseph I think you\u2019d better give up,\u2019 he said with a chuckle. \u2018Your brothers aren\u2019t about to let up on you now.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe looked at his father and grinned. \u2018Don\u2019t worry Pa,\u2019 he said as he swatted Hoss\u2019 hand away. \u2018I can handle them!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2018I\u2019m sure you can son,\u2019 replied his father as he leant back in his chair again and watched his three boys. 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