{"id":2490,"date":"2010-04-30T22:27:17","date_gmt":"2010-05-01T02:27:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=2490"},"modified":"2025-02-27T12:23:54","modified_gmt":"2025-02-27T17:23:54","slug":"to-be-loved-as-no-other","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=2490","title":{"rendered":"To Be Loved As No Other (by Laura Brodie)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><span class=\"label\" style=\"color: #000000;\">Summary: <\/span>Joe finds a woman scorned is a dangerous situation, even if he has no idea his offense. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><span class=\"label\" style=\"color: #000000;\">Rated:<\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0MA (21,980 words)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>To Be Loved As No Other Series:<\/strong><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=2490\">To Be Loved as No Other<\/a><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><a title=\"Lost and Found\" href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=2469\">Lost and Found<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>To Be Loved As No Other<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>Chapter One\u00a0<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"> Little Joe was bored. He had been desperately trying to stay out of trouble and be helpful around the ranch. Several weeks ago he had pushed his Pa one time too many, and he was now paying the price. He had crept out of his room after everyone else had gone to bed. That in itself was not the behavior that sent Ben into the fit of rage that had resulted in Joe\u2019s current misery. After successfully escaping, Joe quietly saddled Cochise and had ridden into town. At seventeen he felt he was a man, and as such, deserved a night in town enjoying cards, beer, and flirting with the saloon girls. He devised his plan that morning, and it had been what had gotten him through his chores that day. However, the plan did not turn out quite as he had hoped. Having entered town, Joe went to the Bucket of Blood for cards. He quickly joined a game and was making money. A stranger sat across from him, and in Joe\u2019s opinion was less than polite. This did not really bother Joe until he began drinking his third beer. Feeling lightheaded, he stopped focusing on his cards and started playing poorly. He then began to feel irritated at the stranger\u2019s manner of addressing him. He started to think, this guy ought to be taught a lesson.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe decided to become the teacher after the stranger referred to Joe as a child for the fifteenth time. He knew it was the fifteenth time, because he had been counting, and he was sick of it. Without much thought, Joe put his hands under the table and flipped it up so that it landed almost in the stranger\u2019s lap. That was all that was needed to get the fight going, and the rest to Joe was a blur.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe\u2019s fighting in town was not something new to Ben either. It seemed to Ben that Joe actually liked a fight, and sometimes would go looking for one. The young man tended to agree with his father\u2019s observation, but he usually preferred to fight when Adam, Hoss or one of his friends was present to watch his back, however, this time he did not have that luxury. Joe did pretty well he thought, being able to land more blows on the man than he had received. It was towards the end of the fight that the events occurred which fueled Ben\u2019s anger to the point where Joe knew he was in more than the usual amount of trouble. When Joe contemplated going against his father he always factored in the punishment and decided if it was worth it. He had not counted on the fight, or the problems resulting from the fight when he had decided to go to Virginia City. He realized too late that he was in a lot of trouble this time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">What Joe now had to factor into his punishment were two things. The first was an expensive new mirror shipped all the way from England.\u00a0 It ended up breaking sometime during the fight. The owner of the saloon was trying to \u201csnazzy up\u201d the place and add a little bit of what he thought was class to his establishment by placing the mirror over the bar. During the fight a chair ended this attempt at class, as mirrored glass showered down on the bartender. The second unexpected event was that in the fight, Joe had ended up punching Roy Coffee, the town sheriff, causing Roy to fall over backwards throwing out his back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The youngest Cartwright had returned to the ranch at sun up with a black eye and nausea in his stomach. He was not sure if it was from the beer or the fact he was going to have to tell Pa what happened. He was leaning towards the latter. Joe only confessed to his outings when his father had caught him and asked him questions. Even then, Joe made it a practice to ONLY answer what Ben had asked. He\u2019d try and never lie to his father, but he felt that it was best that he practiced discretion. He knew though, this time was different, and he\u2019d better be the one to tell Pa what had happened before Pa got the bill from the saloon and heard from Roy.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Some quick talking on Joe\u2019s part had stopped Roy from locking him up for public brawling. For that Joe was relieved, but the mirror was going to cost $500.00. Joe was to pay the whole amount because several people in the saloon had told Roy it was the young man who had started the fight. Joe felt that maybe he could tell his father in a way that would make Ben not quite so mad. He had thought of ways to do this the whole ride home from Virginia City. He thought maybe he could point out that it is really stupid to have such an expensive mirror in of all places the Bucket of Blood. It was bound to get broke. It was just a matter of time. Joe continued to figure out what to tell Pa. He thought he would say that it was really unfair for his father to get mad at him for punching Roy. He felt real bad that Roy got hurt, but, he reasoned to himself, in a fight he did not have time to look at EVERYONE he was hitting. He would have been clobbered if he had done that, and after all, his family had taught him that in a fight you couldn\u2019t do a whole lot of thinking. Roy apparently had heard the fight and had come in to try and break it up. How was Joe to know that? Roy had not been there when the fight started, \u2018cause if he were, Joe would have known to look out for him. The more he thought about it, the more he concluded he should not have had to pay for that mirror all by himself, because as he recalled the events, the chair was thrown AT him. He had simply ducked. Would everyone have been happier if he let the chair hit him?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe stabled Cochise slowly, all the while telling the horse what he was going to say to his father. On the way out of the barn Joe remarked, \u201cWish me luck, Cochise.\u201d Cochise whinnied softly as Joe\u2019s departed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph. Where have you been!\u201d Joe immediately heard his father\u2019s voice upon entering the house. He walked around the corner to see his father and two brothers seated at the table. All three looked at Joe. Ben saw his youngest son standing before him in a torn shirt and a black eye. Adam rolled his eyes at Joe, and Hoss winced noticeably. Joe stood before them feeling as if he were going to be sick.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">All Ben could manage to say was,\u00a0 \u201cLet\u2019s hear it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0Joe went on to tell of the fight, finally confessing to the broken mirror and to punching Roy. Hoss and Adam exchanged looks and both decided to leave the room. \u201cMan, I\u2019ve gotta get that hay stacked.\u201d Hoss said and quickly exited.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0\u201cI\u2019ll help,\u201d added Adam following behind. As Adam went by Joe he said, \u201cLooks like you have managed to outdo even yourself, Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cShut up!\u201d Joe snapped back.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph, right now Adam should be the least of your concerns.\u201d Ben responded.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe saw an expression come over his father\u2019s face that actually scared him. He had seen it one other time when he was eight and the outcome had been Joe\u2019s rear end being very sore. Joe thought to himself, \u201cSurely Pa wouldn\u2019t do that!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph, I have had it with you!\u201d Ben said in a low growling tone. \u201cYou are out of control. I\u2019ve done you no favor by continuing to clean up after you. I\u2019m tired of it, and I\u2019ll do it no longer. You\u2019ll have to learn.\u201d Ben was trying to maintain control. He had thought this problem over many times. How was he going to get through to Little Joe?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0\u201cBut Pa, I-\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben quickly interrupted \u201cShut up, Joseph! I\u2019m not going to listen to it.\u201d Joe jumped with his father response and began to wish the floor would open and swallow him up. \u201cJoseph, you\u2019re going to pay for that mirror. I don\u2019t care if you don\u2019t draw wages around here until you are 65. I will pay the saloon now, so they don\u2019t have to be inconvenienced anymore than they already have, and you young man will pay me back every penny. You\u2019ll turn over your savings to me today and the rest you will work off.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe did some quick figuring in his head and realized he was not going to draw money for at least six months. He thought, Now how am I going to take Sarah to the dance Saturday?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As if his father were reading his mind, Ben added, \u201cAnd if you think you are going to go to town to a dance, a picnic, a play, or a meal you have another thing coming! You\u2019re to stay here on the Ponderosa until I decided you\u2019ve learned your lesson. Cochise will stay in the corral, and you will ride Skip.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa! Skip? Why are you punishing Cochise? She didn\u2019t do anything. Beside Skip is the worst horse on the place.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph, Cochise is just a horse, and I\u2019m not punishing her, I\u2019m punishing you. Skip could use you working with him, and you waste too much time fussing over Cochise.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBut Pa, she\u2019s not JUST a horse! Cochise needs the exercise. She\u2019ll get out of shape. You know no one else can ride her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph you heard me. Hoss will put Cochise on a halter and exercise her behind Chub.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh Pa, Cochise will hate that! She needs me to take care of her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph this is not up for discussion! You\u2019ll do as I say. I wish you\u2019d put in as much energy caring for yourself and this family as you do caring for that horse. I\u2019m going to send Adam into town to help Roy. You\u2019ll do Adam\u2019s work as well as your own while he\u2019s gone.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYes sir.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAnd Joseph, you are a reflection of me and this family. You\u2019ll not embarrass me again. Is that clear?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYes sir.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNow get upstairs and change your clothes, clean up your face and get to work.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">A very tired and dejected Little Joe walked toward the stairs. He mumbled under his breath, \u201cI\u2019d a rather had the spanking.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat did you say, Joseph?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNothing Pa.\u201d As he continued to climb the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben continued to sit, trying to calm himself down. He had heard Joe\u2019s parting comments and could not help but shake his head and think, Joe, I wish it were that easy. Even when Joe was little, a spanking would do little to deter the headstrong child. Ben knew that Joe was not a bad kid, he was simply much more impulsive and free spirited than either himself or his other two sons. Joe had been his greatest challenge, and it kept Ben up nights thinking and worrying about his son. He was afraid of how Joe was going to make it through life unless he learned to channel his energy. Ben did not want his son\u2019s spirit broke, but he definitely wanted him to become less impulsive and think things through.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben knew that of all of the punishments he had doled out to his son, the two most difficult for Joe would be not being allowed to go to town and not being allowed to ride Cochise. He was unsure which one was worse for his son. Ben knew that Joe could work hard around the ranch when he wanted to, and Joe was VERY used to doing extra chores. Ben also knew that having to pay for the mirror really had not been a big deal for Joe. He seemed to save most of his money and only used it to gamble and entertain girls. He really did not need any money here on the ranch. Ben hoped by cutting off Joe\u2019s finances it would stop the sneaking out at night.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter Two<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">During the course of the weeks that followed, Adam had come to the ranch a couple of times. He had been staying in town to make it easier to help Roy. Adam reported that Roy was getting better and was not mad at Joe, but unfortunately for Joe that had not changed his father\u2019s attitude towards him. There had been a lot of quietness between Ben and Joe. Joe had talked to Hoss about it, and, although Hoss was sympathetic to little brother, he still thought it was all Joe\u2019s doing in the saloon and he was just making excuses.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben had noticed over the weeks that Joseph was working hard, doing a good job. He was purposely cool to help his son realize he needed to change. Ben resisted the urge to give back Cochise, although that was difficult. It was difficult because seeing Joe on Skip was comical. There was no loved lost between horse and rider, so Joe spent a lot of time in the mornings doing battle with the stubborn gelding. He had been bitten, kicked, and tossed by Skip early on, but had managed to win the remaining battles. There was also developing a problem between Hoss and Joe over the care of the animal. Joe insisted on instructing Hoss on how to tend to Cochise, and Hoss was getting fed up. Ben knew that Cochise was Joe\u2019s pride and joy. His son had done remarkable things with the wild black and white pinto. It seemed they understood each other and were a lot a like. The father sat on the porch listening to Hoss and Joe\u2019s latest disagreement over Cochise\u2019s care.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLittle brother, you tell me what to do one more time and I\u2019m gonna pound you! This pony\u2019s fine with what I\u2019m doin\u2019.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cListen Hoss. She isn\u2019t Chub. She needs to be treated like she\u2019s smart. She doesn\u2019t like it when you lead her that way. She doesn\u2019t like Chub so close.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben thought to himself that Joe sounded like an old mother hen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss fired back, \u201cWhat\u2019s that supposed to mean? You think Chubb\u2019s dumb? As far as I\u2019m concerned with the way Cochise likes you, she must be pretty dumb.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201c Ha ha, very funny. Will you quit pullin\u2019 on her halter like that, she doesn\u2019t like it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThat\u2019s it!\u201d With that Hoss undid Cochise\u2019s halter and put her back in the pasture.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHey why\u2019d ya do that?\u201d Joe asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019ve had it with you Joe. You\u2019re the one who screws up and gets in trouble, and I get punished by having to take care of that dad-burn animal.\u201d Hoss started walking to the house with Joe close on his heels.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cCome on Hoss, Cochise needs the exercise.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLeave me alone. I\u2019m warning you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cCome on Hoss!\u201d Hoss then turned to Joe, picked him up, dumped him in the water trough, and walked inside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJeez what\u2019s with him?\u201d Joe asked, climbing out of the trough and shaking off the water.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 3<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She wondered when she would see him again in town.\u00a0 She had not seen him in town for weeks after having seen what had happened at the saloon. She concluded he must be in trouble and not allowed to come to town. She had been watching him for months and knew his routine. She watched his friends to find out about him. She eavesdropped on conversations where she heard his name. She had made it her daily custom to search for him, although making sure not to let anyone know that was what she was doing. When she had seen him several weeks ago, she knew that he had looked her way and smiled. She also knew what that smile meant. He would not have done that if he were not interested in her. She wanted to see him again. She wanted to watch him closely and wait for him to give her another signal. She knew he would, because they were meant to be together. Sure, the other girls watched him. It was almost the female past time when he was in town. She had seen women twice his age watch him. She liked to see the others look at him and know in her mind that she was the one that was special to him. She was waiting for him to make his move. She had to figure out a way to get him into town. If she did not see him soon she felt she was going to die.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 4<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam rode up to the ranch and dismounted his horse. He had come home to tell everyone the Larson place in town had burned down, and they needed help rebuilding. This was important to Ben because John Larson was a dear friend and they had done business together. The news would also be important to Little Joe because Rebecca, John\u2019s daughter, happened to be one of Joe\u2019s closest friends, whom Joe usually called Bec. Joe had not really ever thought of her in a romantic way, rather he tended to think of her as a sister, and there were even times he forgot she was female. On one of those occasions Joe had asked her to go swimming, which would have required them to be naked, before he realizing he was asking a girl to take off her clothes. He had made the error because this was something his male friends did on hot days after fishing, and Joe was just thinking of Bec as one of the guys. Joe\u2019s swimming invitation was overheard by two of the town\u2019s more chatty women who were appalled. The women took it upon themselves to make sure to warn other parents of Little Joe Cartwright\u2019s desires regarding their daughters.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe had no idea how Rebecca felt regarding him. She was more than willing to be his buddy, although sometimes she wished he noticed her for more than her ability to shoot bottles off of fence posts, or how she wasn\u2019t squeamish at taking a fish off of a hook. He had kissed her once, but he\u2019d never tell anyone, she knew that. It was when they were both ten and Joe wanted to know what it was like to kiss a girl. He talked her into it by telling her it really was nothing \u2018cause they were friends. He pointed out though that she was a girl and he was a boy, so why not? After kissing her lightly, Joe pulled away and said, \u201cI don\u2019t see what the big deal is. Adam seems to think its somethin\u2019, but I\u2019d rather just go fishing.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca knew very well that seeing kissing as no big deal was no longer the case for Joe. Since he had discovered \u201cthe big deal about kissing\u201d he seemed to prefer that to all other activities. She really would like to kiss him again. The way Joe would kiss girls he was courting. And she really wished he\u2019d call her Rebecca, rather than Bec.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe and Rebecca had grown up climbing trees together, fishing together, and hanging out with the rest of their friends. Joe had a wide circle of friends and made them quite easily. He was from a much wealthier family than most, but with Joe you would never know that. He was just Joe to them, not Little Joe and not Joe Cartwright, Ben Cartwright\u2019s son. It wasn\u2019t that he did not like being Little Joe sometimes, or Joe Cartwright others, but in his group of friends he was the leader, a very different role than the one he had on the Ponderosa.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Upon hearing the news of the Larson tragedy, Joe began a campaign of continually asking his father if he could go and help the Larson\u2019s rebuild. Ben\u2019s first answer was a resounding no. He justified it by telling Joe he could not afford to lose the work from two of his sons, as well as reminding Little Joe why he was not allowed in town. Hoss was relieved Pa was not letting Joe go because he did not want to be the sole bearer of the daily responsibilities of his two brothers. Over the next few days, a very persistent Joe began to wear down his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cCome on Pa, please? I can be of help to Bec. She is always doin\u2019 nice stuff for me. I can stay with Adam at the hotel. I won\u2019t get into any trouble.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe sincerely wanted to help his friend and her family, but he also wanted to get off the ranch for a while. He was very restless and wanting some excitement, anything sounded good after spending endless hours with Skip and cattle.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph, I think you want to go to town to stir up trouble. Adam\u2019s comin\u2019 home soon anyway. Roy is pretty much healed. I\u2019m not lettin\u2019 you go so you can run the streets of Virginia City and get into more trouble.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThat hurts you\u2019d think of me that way.\u201d Joe said, pretending to be insulted, although concerned that his father could read him so well.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSon, are you going to stand there and tell me I shouldn\u2019t think that after what you have done!\u201d Ben\u2019s voice raised several decibels. \u201cLet me run down the list shall I, Joseph? You\u2019ve gotten into so many fights I have lost count. Your firecracker practical joke stampeded a livery stable full of horses. You have been thrown out of not one, not two but three different establishments in Virginia City for your behavior, and may I remind you that I still must do business with these people! You made old Mrs. Winslow faint because you put a frog in her punch at a dance. You\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOkay, okay, so I haven\u2019t acted the best at times.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe\u2019s manner of responding always seemed to throw Ben. \u201cJoseph, that is the understatement of this century.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cTell you what, Pa, I\u2019ll only go once or um\u2026twice or um\u2026 maybe three times a week, and I\u2019ll even come home for supper and spend the nights here. I\u2018ll do double my work on the days I\u2019m here, and you won\u2019t hear a bit of complainin\u2019 outta me. And you said Adam was comin\u2019 home, so you won\u2019t be short two people.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben knew he could not keep Joe on the Ponderosa forever. He knew there would be a time when Joe would have to go back into town by himself. He just wished Joe would not be hell bent on growing up so fast. Ben also knew Rebecca had talked Joe out of actually doing some of his more wild ideas. She was a good influence on him if Joe would just listen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019ll think about it.\u201d Ben responded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">This was the most positive answer Joe had heard from his father, and it encouraged him that he may get off the ranch. \u201cHey, Pa, just remember what it was like when you were young.\u201d Joe said, trying to get his father\u2019s empathy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh, Joseph when I was your age I was-\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah I know Pa, you\u2019ve told me, Adam\u2019s told me, and even Hoss\u2019 told me. Didn\u2019t you ever want to get off that ship and have something different to do for a while?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSon, I think you and I view things very differently. I like the predictability and routine. For you it seems like it tortures you. Anyway, you\u2019re wasting time, and that fence isn\u2019t going to mend itself. Better get to it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOkay. And hey, don\u2019t forget to think about it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI will, Joe. I\u2019m sure you won\u2019t let me forget.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben spent the afternoon balancing ledgers and thinking of Joe\u2019s request. He had wanted to prolong his son\u2019s punishment to make sure he got the message. Ben still was not sure if Joe had. He knew his youngest was uncomfortable, and that tended to get the boy\u2019s attention. Ben was pleased Joe had not responded as he usually did when he was uncomfortable by making everyone else feel that way too. Ben looked to Marie\u2019s picture on his desk. \u201cOh Marie, I know what you\u2019d say. You\u2019d want me to let him go. If I do, I sure need you to watch over him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">At dinner that night Joe decided to ask his father again. \u201cWell Pa? How \u2018bout it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben sighed before answering, taking a moment to put down his fork. \u201cJoe you can go, but if you mess up just once, just once young man, you\u2019ll find these last three weeks to have felt like a vacation. Here\u2019s the agreement. You get to go once. I\u2019ll decide if there\u2019s to be more after you get back. There\u2019s to be no drinking, no gambling, and you\u2019re to come home as soon as they stop working for the day. If you\u2019re late young man, or I smell liquor on you, the deal is off, and you\u2019ll be in serious trouble. Understand?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was a little shocked his father had said yes. It was what he had wanted to hear, but as he worked that afternoon he had been calculating the odds of his father actually giving in. If it were poker, it was a hand he would not have bet much on. Deciding he was extremely lucky, and his luck may just hold, he decided to go ahead and ask his Pa for Cochise.\u00a0 \u201cDon\u2019t worry. I\u2019ll do just as you say. By the way, can I take Cochise? If I go on Skip it\u2019ll take me a week to get there, and that horse\u2019d make anyone late.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI hardly think Skip is all that bad, but yes, take Cochise.\u201d Ben had agreed to Joe having Cochise back primarily for Joe\u2019s safety. Cochise had more than once brought Joe home in various conditions where the rider was unable to lead the horse home himself. He would worry just a little less if Joe were on Cochise. It was probably good that Ben did not have a full picture of the stunts Joe tried while riding the paint.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThanks Pa. I\u2019d better go get Cooch ready to go to town tomorrow. She needs a good brushin\u2019 an\u2019 a ride with me to make sure she and I can work as well together as before. Chub may have rubbed off on her.\u201d Joe said, winking at Hoss.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWatch it, little brother. You can still be pounded.\u201d Hoss said smiling at Joe. He watched as his brother moved quickly out of his seat and out the door.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben shook his head. \u201cThat boy seems to think a couple of weeks would make that horse forget who he is.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa I can\u2019t believe you gonna let him go into town after you were so mad at him. Adam\u2019s gonna be fit to be tied. You know he\u2019s always sayin\u2019 you go too easy on Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLast time I checked, I\u2019m the father around here. You\u2019re usually on Joe\u2019s side. Why the change?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t know. Sometimes he scares me with the things he does. I don\u2019t want to lose him. I keep thinkin\u2019 \u2018bout that fight he just had. He could\u2019ve taken on someone who could have just as easily shot him. He\u2019s been hurt real bad before, and I just think he\u2019s gonna end up gettin\u2019 himself killed.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSon, I worry too, but we can\u2019t lock him up here. I don\u2019t think any of us could stand it if Joe were locked up here. He\u2019d make all of our lives miserable. And Hoss remember it was on the Ponderosa that he had that accident? It was one of the rare times he was working so hard he was distracted. He almost died from that hit to the head. I know you\u2019ll worry as will I, but tell him how you feel and pray for him when he\u2019s away.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAll right Pa, but dad-burn it, he attracts trouble like he attracts women.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI know Hoss, I know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 5<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was up and dressed early. Pa and Hoss were at the table eating breakfast. \u201cBye Pa. Bye Hoss.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHey aren\u2019t you even going to stop to eat?\u201d Ben asked, knowing his son was excited and eating was the last thing on his mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNah, I wanted to get goin\u2019. It takes long enough as it is to get to town.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOkay, but you remember what I\u2019ve said. This is it. Your last chance. When you get into town stop and tell Adam you\u2019re goin\u2019 over to help the Larson\u2019s.\u201d Ben knew Adam would keep a tab on Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSure thing Pa.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHey little brother be careful ya hear.\u201d Hoss called out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI will. You guys worry too much.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSon, why don\u2019t you worry just a little and take some of the burden off of us.\u201d Ben answered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe laughed and walked out the door. He went in and saddled Cochise and was on his way. It felt so good to be on his own horse riding into town. Once he reached the main road, he opened Cochise up into a gallop and let out a yell; very few things felt as good to Joe Cartwright as what he was feeling at that moment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Her heart skipped a beat as she saw the black and white horse tied to the hitching post in front of the jail. She had been waiting and knew he would be in town soon. Just then the door opened and he walked out. He had a smile on his face and his older brother\u2019s arm was around his shoulders. She did not want him to see her just yet. Although she knew he would come to help his friend, she was not expecting him today and had not dressed as she would have liked. He walked down the street with his older brother and went into the mercantile store. She moved to get a better look. There he was. She could see what he was doing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe looked around a bit and stopped at a display of men\u2019s hats. He had been debating whether he should change the color of his hat. He thought, black, now that may work. Wonder what the girls would think? He tried on the black one in his hand. He thought it looked pretty good, and lowered it so he could just see out below the brim. Just then he remembered he had no money and would not be having any for a while. That seemed to put a damper on the idea.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam watched Joe trying on the black hat, and his attempt at looking tough, \u201cYou look like you\u2019re itching for a gunfight with that thing on.\u201d Adam laughed. The eldest brother was at times impatient with Joe and his knack for getting into trouble, but there were times where he found Joe\u2019s outlook on life to be endearing. It depended on how dangerous or costly Joe\u2019s actions were. Adam loved his youngest brother dearly and he too worried about Joe\u2019s ability to get into highly dangerous situations.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou have a black hat.\u201d Joe said in his own defense.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBut I don\u2019t wear it like that, and I don\u2019t get into the trouble like you do. Not to mention Pa would kill you if you bought that and wore it like that. Besides the hat you have is just fine.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, I guess your right, better wait. I just got outta one mess, better not be stirrin\u2019 up anythin\u2019 right now\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe, it is amazing how you just don\u2019t get it.\u201d Adam shook his head, but was smiling.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cGet what?\u201d Joe asked, still looking in the mirror and trying the hat in different positions.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNever mind.\u201d Adam said, not wanting to get into anything at the moment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019m just having some fun. Anyway I gotta get goin\u2019. Oh, and Adam when you talk to Pa, make sure you tell him I stopped by to see you so that you could keep an eye on me.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">With that Joe took off the hat and walked out of the store. The sun was bright so he squinted for a minute until his eyes readjusted. He walked back to the jail, untied Cochise, and hopping on without use of the stir ups, he rode off in a full gallop.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She had seen him trying on the hat at the mercantile. She thought he looked so handsome in it. She also saw that as he left the store he looked in her direction and had winked at her. Again another sign from him! She wanted to give him something. What could she give him&#8230; and then it came to her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe had worked at the Larson\u2019s house the rest of the day. He carefully stabled Cochise in the undamaged Larsen barn and then had taken off his jacket, hanging it on a nail. The work of the day was uneventful and Joe had some time to joke around with Rebecca, getting caught up on what his friends were up to. He was bothered that they had all been fishing a couple of times without him and had gone to a couple of dances. Rebecca had told him that they had missed him and that it wasn\u2019t the same with him absent. That consoled him a little, but he vowed he would toe the line with Pa so he did not miss out on more fun things.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was eventually time for Joe to start home, so he went into the barn to saddle his horse. He noticed there was something on his saddle horn and moved closer to get a better look. It was the hat he had tried on in the store just this morning. In the band was a red rose.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">What\u2019s this? Joe thought, picking up the hat. He was quite puzzled. Did Adam do this? He wondered. But Adam wouldn\u2019t put a rose under the band. That\u2019s for sure. Joe continued to be puzzled, but saddled his horse so he wouldn\u2019t be late getting home. He went to take his jacket off of the hook, but it was gone. \u201cNow I know I put that there.\u201d Joe said aloud. He looked around on the floor, but his jacket was gone. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d he said to himself, but shrugged and knew he had to get on his way. He opened the barn door and led the paint pony out. Rebecca was standing near the barn door and saw him emerge. \u201cHey Joe. Don\u2019t you think two hats are a little much, or is one for Cochise?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBec, did you give me this one?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhy would I give you that hat. Its not your birthday and besides that\u2019s not the best color for you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIts not a bad color for me!\u201d Joe said quickly and then realized the color of the hat was not the issue. \u201cI found it on my saddle horn with this rose in the band.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh! Sounds like you\u2019ve got yourself a secret admirer,\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe brushed off the tease. \u201cDid you see anyone go into the barn or someone who looked like they were sneaking \u2018round?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo, but with all of your admirers, its just probably one of them. You\u2019d better get goin\u2019 if you want to come back again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, your right. \u2018Night Bec\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201c\u2019Night Joe\u201d Rebecca said as she watched him kick his horse into a gallop.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe moved through town and noticed Sam at the Mercantile was just closing up. He rode over to the shop and dismounted. \u201cHey Sam. Who\u2019d you sell this hat to?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHey Little Joe, is that the hat I saw you tryin\u2019 on earlier today?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, somebody left it on my saddle horn.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI haven\u2019t sold any of those new hats. I was hopin\u2019 you\u2019d buy that one earlier. I think I made a mistake in ordering them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSo no one has bought one?\u201d Joe asked, very puzzled. \u201cHas anyone else been in lookin\u2019 at \u2018em?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo Little Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWill you look and see if that hat I tried on is still there?\u201d\u00a0 Joe stood scratching his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSure, just a second.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam went into the store and quickly returned. \u201cDarndest thing, Joe. The hat you tried on is gone.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell here, if no one paid for it, it still belongs to you.\u201d Joe handed Sam the hat.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam smiled at the young man. \u201cWhy Joe that\u2019s real honest of you. Here you want the rose.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe blushed and took the flower. He then mounted Cochise and headed for home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She had seen him come through town again, just as she had hoped he would. She saw him with the hat she had left for him, but he didn\u2019t have it on. She saw him stop at the mercantile and talk with Sam for a few minutes. He then gave the hat back to the merchant. What was he doing? Didn\u2019t he like her gift? She saw Sam give him the rose from the band and he took it and rode away. What was she to make of this? She liked that he kept the rose. Maybe he is just uncomfortable receiving gifts from women. After all, he has a lot of money and probably wants to buy her things rather than the other way around. Yes, that was it. He knew she needed money and he was going to take care of her. He was just so wonderful.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She watched him ride away and then turned and went home. She had a good idea where he was going when he came into town, so it was easy to slip into the barn and leave her gift. As easy as it had been in taking it from the mercantile. She also had taken something from him, but she really did not think he would mind. She had put it up under her dress to bring it to the house so that no one would see her with it. As she returned home, she picked up the green jacket from the chair she had so carefully laid it on. She brought the jacket up to her nose and smelled. This was the closest she had ever been to him, other than the first time she had seen him. He had bumped into her on the street. He had looked right into her soul with those green eyes and said he was sorry in such a loving way. She knew the reason he did not talk to her more was because his brother, Hoss had been with him and he was probably embarrassed. But she knew all that he wanted to tell her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">His jacket smelled of bay rum and him. She closed her eyes and felt his arms around her. She twirled around, dancing with him. She had seen him dancing with other girls and knew just how he moved. He would be smiling and looking into her eyes and telling her all the ways that he would love her and care for her. He\u2019d take her away. Anywhere she wanted. He knew she was the right one for him. Not that Sally Anne or Sarah or Rachel or \u2026\u00a0 As she began to think of all the other girls that she had seen him flirting with, she started to get angry. Those girls were harlots who belonged in saloons. She wanted all of them gone. At that moment she stopped herself. She smelled the jacket again and returned to her thoughts of him. As it got later, she put his jacket on and went to bed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe made it home with time to spare. He loved the quickness of his horse and she loved to run. His father noted the time of the return, but did not ask his son about his day at dinner. Joe wondered if Ben was going to say anything. The conversation revolved around the running of the ranch. It wasn\u2019t until Joe was getting ready to go upstairs for sleep that his father addressed him regarding his day. \u201cJoe, how did it go today?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cReal good, Pa. It looks like the Larson\u2019s have a lot of work a head of them though.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cFrom what Adam had said they must have lost most everything.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, they seem to be in good spirits though.\u201d\u00a0 Joe tried to ease his father\u2019s worry.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHow\u2019s Rebecca?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh she\u2019s fine, just fine.\u201d\u00a0 Joe answered, feeling a bit awkward.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSon, thank you for respecting the deal we made. You can go again on Thursday.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThanks Pa. And I\u2019ll work hard here in the mean time.\u201d Joe had a big smile on his face as he went up the stairs two at a time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">After Joe was in his room, Ben looked upward and said, \u201cMarie, he does seem to be trying.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe lay down on his bed and picked up the rose he had take out of his pocket. He looked at it and began to ask who could have given it to him. He thought of all of the girls in Virginia City he knew. He wondered if it could have been Rachel. She was really cute and had the prettiest blonde hair. He had kissed her a couple times. Or maybe Sarah. She had real pretty hair too and she liked it when Joe wore his hat down low. She had kissed him after he had won the shooting contest at the annual picnic. Or maybe it was Sally Anne. He had noticed that she had really grown up recently and was looking more and more pretty every day. He had not kissed her, but he hadn\u2019t really tried yet. Joe thought of a few others, all pretty girls who had caught his eye.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was not serious with any one girl. He felt he was too young to settle down and the girls he knew in Virginia City, although fun to flirt with, were not what he was really looking for. He drifted off to sleep wondering who it could be.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 6<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Thursday came and Joe was on the road to Virginia City again. He had worked hard the days he was home. If he were honest he\u2019d have to say he was pretty tired, but then Pa may want him to stay home, and he was not going to pass up an opportunity to ride into town. His father had again asked him to stop in on Adam, so when he arrived in town, the jail was again his first stop.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She saw him ride in on his beautiful horse. He slid to a stop in front of the jail, jumped off his horse and went inside. She had been checking everyday to see if he was in town. She had added a ribbon to her hair and wore her newest dress, wanting to look her best for him. She thought she would have just enough time if she hurried to surprise him. She rushed home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe walked into the jail and saw Adam talking to Roy. This was the first time Joe had seen Roy since the night of the fight and was noticeably uncomfortable and both Adam and Roy found that amusing. \u201cHey Roy, how are you?\u201d Joe asked rather sheepishly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019m just fine. I was talkin\u2019 here to Adam, tellin\u2019 him he can return to the Ponderosa if he\u2019d like\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSo Adam you goin\u2019 home?\u201d\u00a0 Joe asked hopefully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell little brother, I guess it is time. I have some things to do in town, and I\u2019ll ride back with you tonight.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was disappointed because he was going to try and swing by and see some friends before going home, and he certainly did not want Adam to be with him then. \u201cYeah, well, okay, um I\u2019ll come by here and meet you after I finish at the Larson\u2019s.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam wondered what Joe was up to, but agreed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe left the jail and headed for the Larson\u2019s. He decided he\u2019d solve his problem about Adam by leaving the Larson\u2019s a little early to go see a couple of his friends. It wasn\u2019t like he was really disobeying his father. He certainly wouldn\u2019t be gambling or drinking. He just wanted to catch up with everyone. Joe rode up to the barn and took Cochise inside. He put her in the stall he had used the previous visit and unsaddled her. He saw a package and a note with his name on it when he looking into the feed bin to feed Cochise. Joe took out the package and looked at the note. The handwriting was definitely female.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>Joseph,<br \/>\nI wanted you to have a little token of our love.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>I hope you like it. You don\u2019t need to feel embarrassed.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>I saw you take the hat back.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>You should have kept it. You looked so handsome.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>I also left something for your beautiful horse.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>Have a good day my love.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe read the letter several times. First of all, who calls him Joseph other than his father when he\u2019s mad or the older ladies at church? And what is this about \u201cour\u201d love? Joe hadn\u2019t told any girl he loved her. Somebody was pulling his leg. He looked around the barn, but did not see anyone. He went back to the package and decided to open it. Inside there was a handkerchief with his initials embroidered on it. J.F.C. Joe looked at it and was again confused. \u201cNow who knows my middle initial is F. except Pa, Adam and Hoss?\u201d he questioned. Joe was embarrassed about his middle name, Francis. He thought Francis sounded like a guy who wore knickers and would get beaten up a lot. That was certainly not the image Joe wanted others to have of him. He got a whiff of something on the handkerchief, so he brought it up to his nose and smelled. It smelled like rose water. He remembered that smell. That was a smell that always made him think of his mother. He had few real memories of her, but sometimes a smell or a sound would bring one. He was lost in thought for a moment, but the other item in the package caught his eye. It was sugar cubes, but on them were small roses made of icing.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe turned to Cochise, \u201cHere, I think these are for you.\u201d Cochise eagerly ate from Joe\u2019s hand as just then the barn door opened.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe, what\u2019s taking so long?\u201d It was Rebecca.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cCome here Bec. Look at this.\u201d Joe showed her the note and the handkerchief, as he told her of the sugar cubes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Bec started to laugh, \u201c Gee Joe, when\u2019s the wedding? Oh she knows your middle name too, I see.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBec, it\u2019s not funny. And what do you mean she knows it too?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell, you know David\u2019s mother sometimes works as a nurse for Dr. Martin?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, so?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell, she was at the Ponderosa one time, I think it was when Hoss was so sick, and brought David with her. You remember that? Well you had gotten in trouble and your Pa had yelled at you. David said he called you Joseph Francis Cartwright.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSo when did he tell you this?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWe were talking about the fight you had at the saloon and David said that\u2019s probably how your Pa was yelling at you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSo who did he tell, the whole town? The newspaper? Who?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh, just me, Paul and Richard.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca had just named the group of people he hung around most.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cDavid has a big mouth, and you can tell all of them, they tell anyone and I\u2019ll beat \u2018em up.\u201d\u00a0 Joe said trying to be cocky.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThey won\u2019t.\u201d\u00a0 Rebecca assured as she shook her head at Joe\u2019s annoyance.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell someone else found out.\u201d Joe huffed and then with that Joe and Rebecca left the barn and Joe went to work. He found himself throughout the day looking around and feeling watched. He never saw her watching him as he worked hard and felt a sense of accomplishment. Joe left the Larson\u2019s early using the excuse he had to go meet Adam. Joe rode down the street towards David\u2019s house because he thought he\u2019d stop by and remind David that he knew David was the one who broke a window at the Caf\u00e9 on E Street. Joe wanted to make a deal. He wouldn\u2019t tell about the window, if David wouldn\u2019t tell anyone else about his name. However, Joe didn\u2019t make it as far as David\u2019s house. He saw Rachel walking down the street in a rare moment when her over-protective mother was not with her. \u201cHello Rachel.\u201d Joe said, pulling up Cochise and hopping off. He did not bother to tie the horse to the hitching post.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHello, Little Joe.\u201d Rachel said coyly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe strategically moved himself in front of Rachel and coolly leaned against the building. He used a soft voice to talk to Rachel; similar to the one he used when talking to Cochise. \u201cHow are you Rachel? That sure is a pretty hat.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThank you Joe. I haven\u2019t seen you in town lately. Where have you been?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell Pa has needed me at the ranch lately. He\u2019s gotten some new horses that no one can break but me.\u201d\u00a0 Joe gave his most confident smile.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh my, that sounds dangerous\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt is, but I am the only one who can do it around there.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe, your Pa is very lucky to have you. But please be careful. I don\u2019t know what I\u2019d do if something happened to you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThat sure is sweet, Rachel.\u201d Joe said, moving in to give her a kiss.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Just as Joe was moving in to kiss her, Adam called from across the street. He had watched Joe ride up and begin sweet-talking the young lady. \u201cCome on Joe its time to go.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe thought to himself \u201cDog-gone it Adam you have terrible timing.\u201d He moved away from Rachel and said, \u201cSorry \u2018bout that. I got a go. Pa has me keeping tabs on Adam and he\u2019s ready to leave I guess.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The young lady looked disappointed. \u201cAm I going to see you again soon?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou sure will Rachel, how about the dance on Saturday? I\u2019ll come by about seven.\u201d Joe said as he hopped on Cochise.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI look forward to it, Little Joe.\u201d As she said his name she bowed her head and playfully looked up at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe tipped his hat and then rode over to Adam, and both turned and rode out of town. On the way out Joe complained, \u201cThanks a lot Adam. You did that on purpose.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe I am just trying to keep you out of trouble.\u201d Adam shook his head at his little brother\u2019s anger.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI wasn\u2019t in any trouble\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNot yet, but that girl was Rachel Lancaster and if her mother caught wind of you kissing her in downtown Virginia City she may just demand a wedding. Either that or put Rachel in a nunnery. \u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI wasn\u2019t doing anything wrong.\u201d Joe defended.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI know you weren\u2019t, but you have to be careful. Your attempting to woo every girl you see is going to get you into a situation some day that you can\u2019t handle.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe could not help but think of the note and handkerchief in his pocket.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She had seen him ride up and stop in front of that woman Rachel. She knows why he stopped. That woman had lured him there because she was a whore. She belonged in the saloon making money on her back. She had no reason to be talking to him. She also saw him almost kiss that woman. He was being lead astray by the whore. She knew men were weak and it was the job of women to help them control themselves. That Rachel was openly flaunting herself! That Rachel would have to pay!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 7<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe knew he was going to have to ask Pa about going to the dance. In order to increase the chances his father would say yes, Joe decided to get up early and be out working by the time Ben woke up. He was in the middle of breaking a horse when Ben rode up. The older man had been surprised that Joe was already up and working, again skipping breakfast. He was suspicious of what Joe may be hiding, so he asked Adam and Hoss at breakfast what his youngest might be up to. Neither Adam nor Hoss had anything to report regarding Joe\u2019s behavior or possible trouble, but the more Adam thought about it, he realized what was going on. \u201cPa, I think he asked a girl to the dance tomorrow night, and now he has to ask you if he can go.\u201d The three laughed over this together. It was classic Little Joe. Act first and get permission later.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben sat on Buck and watched Joe with the horse. It was amazing to see his son work with the wild animal. Ben always thought a reason his son was so good at breaking horses was Joe had that same wildness about him. It seemed his boy knew what to do with the horse\u2019s wildness and how to channel it. Ben continued to hope Joe would discover how to channel it in himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh hey Pa, I didn\u2019t see you ride up.\u201d Joe said, having dismounted the horse and walking over to his father.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou\u2019re doing a good job here. How many does that make?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh, I think I broke about half of the ones we cut out of that herd.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben was impressed. Joe had been doing a lot. Ben smiled at his son, \u201cJoe, you\u2019ve been working real hard here lately. I think you deserve to go into town to the dance tomorrow night. And listen, take Hoss with you. He has been stuck here a while and needs to get out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe smiled real big. \u201cThanks Pa! How\u2019d you know?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe when have you not wanted to go to a dance and besides you earned it. Now get back to work.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Saturday night arrived and Joe and Hoss dressed in their best clothes headed to town. Both were excited, but Hoss seemed a little nervous. \u201cHey big brother, what\u2019s eating you?\u201d Joe asked as they rode side by side.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt\u2019s nothin\u2019.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSure it is. What is it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh well dad-burn it Joe, these dances make me all jittery. The girls are so pretty and here I am feeling like a bull in a china shop.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSee brother Hoss, that\u2019s your problem. If you think you\u2019re a bull, you\u2019ll dance like one. You got to realize that women just want a fella who pays attention to them and treats them nice.\u201d Joe thought women wanted a few other things too, but he did not want to overwhelm Hoss. \u201cHoss you\u2019re the nicest guy around here.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As they continued to ride along Joe decided to tell Hoss a little white lie. He thought that maybe it would help Hoss relax. \u201cYou know, Mary Ann told her little sister who told Rebecca who told me that she thought you were right nice.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cReally little brother? Your not just funnin\u2019 me are you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe felt a pang of guilt but held to the story. \u201cShe sure did. You go into the dance and just be real nice to her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat ever you say, Joe.\u201d\u00a0 Hoss said as he felt the butterflies in his stomach.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe left Hoss at the entrance to the dance. Rachel lived just down the street and Joe walked to her door. He took off his hat and knocked on the door. Finally Mrs. Lancaster answered. \u201cGood evening Mrs. Lancaster, is Rachel ready?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Mrs. Lancaster broke out crying.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat is it, what\u2019s wrong?\u201d Joe was caught off guard at her response.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe, Rachel was attacked Thursday night. She was trapped in an alley with\u2026with\u2026with\u2026\u201d Mrs. Lancaster was sobbing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWith who?\u201d Joe was shocked. He had just seen Rachel Thursday.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThe sheriff does not know who, but the person must have been crazy. He cut her all up. He cut off her hair\u2026 he cut her face. He stabbed her. She\u2019s hurt very bad.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe stood looking at the woman. This was crazy. These things did not happen. Who would hurt Rachel? Sweet Rachel. \u201cMrs. Lancaster, can I see her?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo, she\u2019s sleeping right now. I\u2019ll tell her you came by.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIs there anything I can do?\u201d Joe felt sick at the news.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJust pray Joe.\u201d\u00a0 Mrs. Lancaster said, wiping her eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMrs. Lancaster, you should know I saw Rachel on the street Thursday. That\u2019s when I asked her to the dance.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI know. She had come home and told me. I had sent her to the store after that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPlease let me know if I can do anything, and I\u2019ll pray for her.\u201d Joe turned and walked down the steps. He was not sure what he felt. He heard the music from the dance and walked towards it. He knew he was no longer in the mood to be there. This evening had gotten bad real quick. He walked in to find Hoss and saw him talking with Mary Ann. He seemed to be holding his own. Joe looked around and noticed no one seemed to be upset about Rachel. That was not like this town. Usually if something happened, especially something like this, the whole town was up in arms. Just as Joe was walking to get Hoss, Roy intercepted. \u201cHey Joe, can I talk to you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, sure Roy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLet\u2019s step outside.\u201d Joe followed Roy outside and they leaned against the railing. \u201cJoe, Mrs. Lancaster does not want the town to know what happened to Rachel.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhy not Roy? Everyone can help find out the guy who did it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMrs. Lancaster is afraid of how her daughter will be treated. Joe, the cuts to her face are really bad. I think Mrs. Lancaster is going to take Rachel away as soon as she can travel.\u201d\u00a0 Roy held his head down, feeling sorry for the young girl.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was shocked Roy was hiding the crime. \u201cPeople need to know about this! There\u2019s some crazy man running around!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI know Joe, and they\u2019ll know as soon as Rachel leaves town. Please respect their wishes. They\u2019re tellin\u2019 people she\u2019s sick. That\u2019s why she is not out and about.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe disagreed with the lawman\u2019s decision, but knew he had to do as he was told. \u201cI won\u2019t say anything, Roy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe did not bother to return to the dance. He started walking and ended up in front of the Bucket of Blood. He stood debating about going in. Pa had given him a little money to go to the dance, but it would not go far in the saloon. He thought of the agreement he had made with his father. He shouldn\u2019t do it he thought as he walked through the saloon door. He walked up to the bar and the bartender asked, \u201cWhat\u2019ll it be?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe just looked at him, still conflicted about being in the saloon. The barkeeper impatiently asked, \u201cWell you gonna stand there all night or order something?\u201d Joe shook his head and walked out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The young man walked back to the dance and took a seat in the park across the street. He could see Hoss every so often and saw he was still entertaining Mary Ann. That made Joe smile. The evening passed slowly for Joe as he waited for Hoss.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Finally a voice was heard. \u201cHey little brother, what \u2018cha doing out here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe hadn\u2019t seen his brother approach. He had been deep in thought about what had happened to Rachel.\u00a0 \u201cOh, uh, hey Hoss. Rachel was sick, and I did not feel like going in by myself.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe, you go to dances all the time by yourself. What\u2019s with you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNothin\u2019 Hoss, just not in the mood I guess.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss looked concerned. \u201cNow I know something\u2019s wrong. You must have caught what Rachel has.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI guess that\u2019s it. Can we go home now?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSure Joe.\u201d Hoss said, giving his little brother a funny look out of the corner of his eye. He had never heard Joe ask this after a dance. It usually took threats of hog-tying to get Joe to head home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She had seen him come into the dance and then be stopped by the sheriff. Damn that Roy Coffee. The sheriff had taken him out of the dance, and he had not come back. She had spent half the day getting ready for tonight. She knew he would come to her, and they would dance. She saw him later outside sitting in the dark. Why was he there? Was he too nervous to come to her? She wanted him to make his move soon. What would it take to get him to come to her? She was not going to wait much longer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 8<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was quiet on the ride home and remained quiet the next day. Ben noticed his son seemed to have something on his mind. What he knew about his youngest, though was that Joe did not easily share his troubles. From almost the time he could talk, Joe would hold his problems close to himself and attempt to work them out on his own. It was difficult for Ben to watch, because many times the problems his wrestled with would so easily be solved by family help. Again Ben saw Joe struggling and again he had to wait for Joe\u2019s timing. At the end of the day Ben pulled Joe aside. \u201cSon, are you okay?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah Pa, I\u2019m fine. Just tired I guess.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAre you wanting to go to town tomorrow?\u201d\u00a0 Ben attempted to cheer his child up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, Pa. Can I?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYes you can. Hoss was told at the dance that you\u2019ve been a big help to the Larson\u2019s. You\u2019re representing the family and making me proud.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThanks Pa. Good night.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cGood night son.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The next morning, Joe rode into town at a little slower pace. He wanted to see his friends, so he could try and forget about what happened to Rachel. He performed his usual routine of putting Cochise in the barn at the Larson\u2019s and looked around to see if there was anything mysteriously left for him. There was nothing unusual.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe worked hard, and between the sun and the work, he was hot. He removed his shirt about mid day and enjoyed the day, but he continued to look around him as he worked, feeling he was being watched. Joe was right, he was.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">At lunch, Joe spent time talking to Rebecca. She had seen him acting unusual and was concerned. \u201cJoe, what\u2019s with you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t really know. I\u2019ve gotta tell you somethin\u2019. Rachel was attacked last Thursday night and hurt really bad. I was one of the last to talk to her. I was supposed to take her to the dance on Saturday.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca was surprised. \u201cI didn\u2019t know about Rachel.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo one really does and don\u2019t tell anyone. Bec there\u2019s somethin\u2019 else. I keep gettin\u2019 this feeling I\u2019m bein\u2019 watched. That note and the gifts are bothering me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou think it is all that serious?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t know. It feels like somethin\u2019s wrong.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe it\u2019s probably harmless. You know there are a lot of girls who like you. Maybe it\u2019s someone who just can\u2019t tell you how they feel.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBut Bec, the letter said that we were in love. You know I\u2019d tell you if I was serious about someone. I\u2019m not.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was obvious this was troubling Joe, and Rebecca wanted to help. \u201cI think it is probably harmless. After all what can a girl do to you other that break your heart? And like you said, there\u2019s no one capable of doing that right now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMaybe so, Bec.\u201d Joe turned and looked at her with the green eyes Rebecca found to be so handsome.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe\u2026\u201d Rebecca wanted to tell Joe how she felt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She quickly lost her nerve. \u201cOh, uh just don\u2019t worry so much.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah I\u2019m probably making something out of nothing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe decided not to leave early and stopped working when everyone else did. He went into the barn and quickly noticed Cochise was very agitated. \u201cCooch, what is it? What\u2019s wrong girl?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Cochise continued to dance around in her stall. The young man tried to saddle her, but she made it very difficult for him, eventually making him dropped his saddle. \u201cCooch whoa, girl!\u201d Joe picked up the saddle and was finally able to saddle a reluctant Cochise. Joe commented, \u201cDon\u2019t you get strange on me too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe did not realize that the silver nameplate on his saddle had been loose for a while. His father had given Joe\u2019s saddle to him for his 14th birthday. Ben had Joe\u2019s name put on the saddle on a silver plate. When the boy dropped the saddle, the nameplate fell off into the hay. Joe had left the barn without noticing what he had left behind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She was in the barn watching him. She had tried to pet the pinto, but the pinto became skittish and even tried to kick her. She knew when she told him the pinto\u2019s behavior, he would punish the horse for not accepting her. He would be mad at that damn horse for threatening her. She watched him saddle the animal and take her out of the barn. She then moved over to where the horse had been stabled and saw something silver on the ground. She bent over and picked it up. Her heart leapt when she saw his name written there. She began to twirl around and smiled broadly. She knew it was a sign. They were going to be together and it would be the next time he came to town. It was all coming down to the next time!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 9<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was needed at the ranch for the rest of the week. Ben had a buyer for the horses and Joe needed to finish breaking them. Hoss rode into town once that week to help out the Larson\u2019s, and again Hoss reported back to Ben that Mr. Larson was very pleased with Joe\u2019s help and was most appreciative of the Cartwright family. To show their thanks, the Larson\u2019s wanted the Cartwright\u2019s to come into town for the Saturday picnic they were throwing for all of the people who had helped them. Ben felt the ranch could run one day without them and easily agreed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Cartwright\u2019s rode in as a family to the Larson picnic. Each dismounted and tied their horses to the hitching post. Joe soon walked over to Rebecca as Ben went to shake hands with John Larson. Adam and Hoss each saw people they knew and went to speak with them. Joe noticed the rest of his group of friends was there too. They quickly broke from the others and started talking.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She knew he would be there for the picnic and she was ready. She had her suitcase packed. He was going to take her away. That\u2019s what the nameplate meant. She made her way over to the Larson\u2019s to meet her love.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe began to catch up with his friends. They talked about the fight and Joe minimized his father\u2019s reaction. They talked about the fishing and who was currently winning at their ongoing card game. Joe relaxed and enjoyed himself. He laughed easily and teased his friends. Rebecca began telling the others of Joe\u2019s secret admirer. He tried to stop her, but she had said enough that the others were not going to let him shut her up. Joe explained, \u201cIt\u2019s nothin\u2019. I think someone\u2019s just messin\u2019 with me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca teased, \u201cHey Joe, show \u2018em your new handkerchief from your girl.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBec, you know she\u2019s not my girl. I don\u2019t even know who she is. It\u2019s probably someone pullin\u2019 a joke on me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cShow us Joe, show us.\u201d The group chanted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOkay here.\u201d With that he pulled the handkerchief out of his pocket.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLet me see.\u201d Said David and took it from Joe\u2019s hand. They passed it around but no one commented on the initials, because they knew that would push Joe too far.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIts no big deal.\u201d Joe said trying not to let anyone see they were getting to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0Richard had the handkerchief in his hand and dropped it. It fell into a puddle. \u201cSorry Joe.\u201d He said lifting it out of the mud. \u201cHere you are.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe took it from Richard and looked at it. \u201cThanks a lot, Richard. I can\u2019t put this in my pocket. What am I supposed to do with it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t know Joe. Tie it on you saddle.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe walked over the Cochise and stuffed it in his saddlebag. \u201cLet\u2019s go eat.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She had heard the whole exchange. She was just about to go around the corner and let him take her away when she heard them talking.\u00a0 She had stopped dead in her tracks. She couldn\u2019t believe it! He said he did not know who she was! He let them see the symbol of their love! He let them soil it! How could he! How could he! She began to get enraged.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She ran home as quickly as she could. She wanted to think. She walked back and forth in the parlor for over an hour trying to think. So many things ran through her head. I HATE HIM! HE LIED TO ME! HE LED ME ON! She screamed these things over and over. She saw his jacket she had so lovingly placed on the chair before she left. She walked over and grabbed it and went towards the kitchen. She picked up a knife and stabbed the jacket. It felt good, really good. She stabbed it again. She did not stop until she fell exhausted on the floor. He would pay. She could hate him as much as she loved him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 10<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Cartwrights had enjoyed the picnic and returned to the Ponderosa late. The next day they returned to the usual duties. As night fell, Hoss and Joe played checkers in the living room while Adam sat reading a book. Ben was at his desk, working on some correspondence to various friends. Suddenly there was a gunshot, and then the sounds of an animal crying out in pain.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">They were all immediately on their feet and headed out the door. Joe instantly recognized the animal sounds as coming from Cochise. The sounds were distorted, but he knew her whinny. \u201cCochise!\u201d Joe yelled, and was the first out the door. He ran across the yard and opened the barn door. He saw Cochise rearing and thrashing about. He also saw the blood. There was blood on her neck &#8211; a lot of blood.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo!\u201d screamed Joe, trying to run to his horse. Cochise did not know him at that moment. She was terrified and in pain. She continued to rear and thrash about as the blood continued to pour out of the wound as the horse panicked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph! No get away from her!\u201d Ben yelled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was panicking. \u201cNo Pa. I\u2019ve got to help her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph, she can kill you!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo she won\u2019t Pa. She won\u2019t.\u201d Joe continued to try and approach the wounded mare. He was pushed back each time by the mare\u2019s flying hooves.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben, Adam and Hoss were standing further back from Joe and the crazed horse. The other horses danced nervously in their stalls. Cochise was harming herself more in her panic, but she was doing what was instinctual to her. She was trying to leave the danger.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben turned to Adam and quietly said, \u201cAdam, go get my gun.\u201d Adam ran across the yard to the house. Joe continued to try and approach his horse. Ben and Hoss grabbed hold of Joe and held him back. Adam returned with the gun and handed it to his father. Joe looked at his father just at that time and screamed, \u201cNo Pa!\u201d and pushed the gun away. Ben looked at his son. There were tears streaming down his face. \u201cPa please. I can\u2019t lose her. Please. She\u2019ll listen, let me try.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph, I will not let that horse hurt you!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cShe won\u2019t, please, please, let me try.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam and Hoss stood by feeling helpless. They both knew how much Cochise meant to Joe. \u201cAdam, we need to go see if we can find out who did this.\u201d Hoss said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam responded, \u201cYeah your right. Pa were going to go look around.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa, please?\u201d Joe said, choking down sobs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAdam you and Hoss go take a look around.\u201d Ben said sending his older two sons out of the barn. \u201cJoseph, look at me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe took his eyes off of the injured horse. Ben saw his son\u2019s pain. Ben realized he had to let Joe try to save the paint pony. \u201cJoe, you have to be careful. Cochise doesn\u2019t know you right now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa let me try.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben saw his son as very young at that moment. \u201cOkay Joe, try.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe walked towards the crazed horse. He started talking quietly to the horse. All Ben heard was a series of clicking sounds and Joe\u2019s low voice. At first Cochise did not quiet as she reared again. Joe continued to talk to the frightened horse, and she slowly began to calm. Ben would not have believed it if he had not seen it. Cochise was allowing Joe closer and eventually allowed Joe to touch her. Joe continued to talk to the wounded animal. As he talked he began to look at the wound. It was a bullet hole in her neck. Joe noticed the bullet went clean though the animal\u2019s neck. He had to sew her up, but he did not have to remove a bullet.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben asked with concern, \u201cHow, does it look?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI need to sew this up. The bullet passed through.\u201d Joe explained as he continued to examine the wound.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u2018Son, I\u2019ll get what you need.\u201d Ben moved to get the supplies.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam and Hoss returned from their look around the ranch and saw Joe in talking quietly to Cochise and comforting the wounded animal. The horse had settled down considerably. \u201cI shouldn\u2019t be surprised that he could do that with that horse, but it still is pretty incredible. \u201c Hoss said shaking his head.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou\u2019re telling me.\u201d Adam answered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHey Joe, you need some help?\u201d Hoss offered. Joe did not turn to look at them, but kept talking and caressing the horse. He shook his head yes, and Hoss started to approach. The horse began to get agitated again, but Joe continued to console her. Hoss was able to approach and finally placed his hand on the pinto\u2019s back. Ben returned to the barn with some medical supplies and handed them to Hoss. Adam and Ben stood back in the shadows and watched.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss and Joe worked on the injured animal. They were able to stop the bleeding and suture the wound. Joe took a rag and lovingly cleaned up the animal\u2019s shoulder and leg where the blood had fallen. He talked to her throughout his attending to her. Hoss could hear some of what Joe was saying. His brother was praising his horse for her beauty and speed. He was telling her about his favorite rides with her and how she made him so happy. He told her how much he loved her and needed her to be okay. Hoss could see the tears falling from Joe\u2019s eyes. It made Hoss well up with tears as well.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">After finishing the doctoring of the animal, Ben said to his boys, \u201cIts very late. We need to turn in. In the morning, Adam you ride into town and tell Roy what happened.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Everyone moved towards the door, except Joe. \u201cPa, I am going to stay in here tonight with Cochise.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben knew this would be the case. \u201cSon, I don\u2019t think it is safe after this happened.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa, I\u2019m gonna stay. I\u2019m not gonna sleep \u2018til I know she\u2019s okay. I\u2019ll get my gun and sit out here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben saw the look on his son\u2019s face that told him Joe was not going to budge. \u201cJoe, I am going to have Hank sit up outside and keep watch. I\u2019ll bring you out your gun.\u201d Hank was one of their best hands, and Ben trusted him. \u201cWhatever you need to do Pa, but I\u2019m stayin\u2019 here.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben brought out Joe\u2019s gun as his son was again tending to his horse. The father put his hand on his son\u2019s shoulder. \u201cTry and get some sleep. Hank\u2019s outside.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, I\u2019ll try.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The rest of the night passed without incident. Ben was unable to sleep himself and spent time wondering who could be so cruel as to shoot Cochise. Anyone who knew Joe knew how he felt about that horse. It did not make sense. Ben got up from his bed and looked out the window. The lanterns in the barn were still burning. He thought he would go out and check just one more time.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben quietly entered the barn. His youngest son had fallen asleep sitting up with his gun in his lap. Ben attempted to wake Joe, but his son had always been a very sound sleeper. Ben thought to himself, he wants to be a man and protect his horse, but he\u2019s so tired he would be easy prey. Joe let Ben take the gun and then allowed his father to move him to a laying position. Joe was now asleep in the hay. Ben took several of the blankets used for the horses and put them over Joe. Joe stirred and mumbled something, but quickly returned to deep sleep. Ben looked over at Cochise who had appeared to be asleep earlier, but had stirred when he entered the barn. She seemed to be doing okay. There was no new blood on the bandage on her neck. Ben was so relieved that Cochise had made it through the ordeal. He was not sure how Joe would have coped with the death of the horse. He was so thankful he did not have to cross that bridge.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe awoke to Cochise\u2019s movements in her stall. He had tied her halter to the side of her stall so she would not move her head much. She did not seem to care for this and was ready for her morning meal. \u201cHey girl. How are you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was relieved to see Cochise had her appetite. He quickly rose and started to feed her. \u201cNow you can\u2019t do a lot of movin\u2019 around.\u201d Joe scolded the horse. He was feeling more confident that she was going to be all right. He decided to go into the house for breakfast. As he walked in the door he heard his father ask from the dining room, \u201cJoe, that you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, Pa. Its me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cCome eat breakfast and tell us how Cochise is doing.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJust a sec, Pa. I want to run upstairs and change clothes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe went up the stairs his usual two at a time. He noticed his door was closed. \u201cUh, that\u2019s funny.\u201d He thought to himself. Joe opened the door and his eyes were immediately drawn to the bed. His mouth fell open.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben waited for Joe to return to the dining room and his customary chair. It had been an unusual amount of time and his son was not descending the stairs. \u201cJoe, everything okay?\u201d Ben called out. There was no answer. \u201cJoe?\u201d still no answer.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben threw his napkin on the table and headed up the stairs. Hoss and Adam followed closely behind. They came to Joe\u2019s door and stopped. Joe was standing in his room holding his green jacket in his hands reading a letter. \u201cJoe?\u201d Ben said again. As Ben moved toward Joe he saw the jacket was shredded. There were long tears and slash marks. He also saw that in the middle of Joe\u2019s bed there was a knife stuck into the mattress.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben was stunned. \u201cJoe, what is going on here!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe looked up at his father and appeared pale. He handed his father what he had been reading.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>Now you will pay for your leading me on. YOU ARE GOING TO DIE!<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>You are responsible for this, and I will make you pay.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>You belong in hell and I am going to send you there.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>All I wanted was to love you and you had to ruin all of it.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>I will decide when and how I will kill you.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>You will lose everything you love, I promise.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The force of the writing tore through several places on the paper.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph what is going on!\u201d Ben questioned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa, I don\u2019t know.\u201d Joe\u2019s face still showed shock.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSon, you have no idea?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam and Hoss started reading the letter over Ben\u2019s shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell, Pa. There has been some strange stuff, but nothing like this until last night. I don\u2019t know.\u201d\u00a0 Joe confessed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben knew he needed to find out everything. \u201cLet\u2019s go downstairs and tell me what has happened.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 11<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She had watched them run into the barn after she had fired the gun. She was angry that when she went to shoot the horse, the horse had moved and the shot was not fatal. She went into the house while they were in the barn and left the jacket and note. Her anger had not subsided from the missed shot, so she stabbed the bed. She quickly exited the house and hid far enough away that she could see what was going on, but she could not be seen. She was almost found by the larger brother, but was able to move away in the dark. She had then watched the others go into the house, but he was not with them. This was her chance. As she began to move in, she saw a man she did not know come out of the bunkhouse with a rifle. She also saw his father carry a pistol into the barn. She decided it was not right at that time. She would bide her time and wait. He\u2019d be alone eventually, and she would savor the kill. She began to plan how she\u2019d do it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">They all moved downstairs and Joe filled them in on what had been going on with the gifts and the love letter. Ben, Hoss and Adam all sat and had similar reactions. It was the strangest thing they\u2019d ever heard. Joe was embarrassed about the situation, but his anger over the horse had gotten him to open up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe are you sure you don\u2019t have any idea who it could be? Any girl mad at you for anything?\u201d Adam asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh yeah, Adam. Assume it\u2019s my fault.\u201d Joe was quickly angered. \u201cYou always think that it\u2019s my fault. I haven\u2019t even seen any girls other than Bec and Rachel in over a month!\u201d Joe yelled back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHold it!\u201d Ben yelled over Joe. \u201cJoe, calm down. Getting angry with Adam isn\u2019t going to help. Adam, ride in and get Roy. I want him to see all of this.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSure, Pa. And Joe I was just trying to help you figure out who it could be. Of course you aren\u2019t at fault. Don\u2019t be so quick to anger. I\u2019ll be back as soon as possible.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIts okay Adam. I know you didn\u2019t mean it. I guess with some of what I do, I deserved it.\u201d Joe tried to make light of the situation, but it was obvious that he was shaken by what was occurring.\u00a0 \u201cPa, I think I should go with Adam and start looking around in town to find who this is.\u201d Joe added.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo Joe, you are staying right here.\u201d Ben answered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBut Pa, I know she shot Cochise!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoseph, you don\u2019t know who it is, and I\u2019m sure she is not going to walk up and tell you. She wants to kill you son!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa I can\u2019t just sit here!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou can and you will, young man! Adam go ahead and take off.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe continued to try, \u201cWhat am I supposed to do? I can\u2019t hold up here and you baby-sit!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSon, I know you want to go find this woman, but we need to hear from Roy and we need to approach this carefully. You running off half-cocked, and you\u2019ll get yourself killed.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe stood looking defiantly at his father. He started to say something and thought better of it. He turned and walked out the front door.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHoss go with him.\u201d Ben ordered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss went out the door after Joe. \u201cHey Joe, wait up.\u201d Hoss called after him. \u201cJoe, you know Pa\u2019s right.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSave it Hoss! Someone isn\u2019t saying you\u2019re supposed to be in love with them! Someone isn\u2019t after you! Someone hasn\u2019t threatened you! Someone hasn\u2019t tried to kill Chub! As a matter of fact no one in their right mind would threaten you!\u201d Joe was getting increasingly worked up as he talked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat\u2019s that supposed to mean, Joe?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt means you don\u2019t get into the trouble I do, cause people know they cannot mess with you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe I don\u2019t think people deliberately think they can mess with you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa won\u2019t let me defend myself. He\u2019d never stop you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBut Joe, you don\u2019t know who\u2019s the enemy. What are you going to do, tear Virginia City apart \u2018til you find her?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNever mind!\u201d Joe knew of course Hoss was right and so was his father, but it felt too helpless. He did not like the feeling at all. He just wanted to do something rather than sit back and wait. \u201cLeave me alone.\u201d was all he could say.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cCan\u2019t do that Joe.\u201d\u00a0 Hoss followed along.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh so the baby-sitting starts now, huh?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLook Joe. You have had an attitude that I don\u2019t particularly care for. Because you\u2019re upset or mad doesn\u2019t give you the right to take it out on me. You been doin\u2019 that on and off, and I don\u2019t like it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cGet used to it Hoss. As long as you are my keeper I\u2019m gonna have the attitude.\u201d Joe looked furious and frustrated. Hoss knew that, but he really did not like it when he and Joe were at odds. It happened rarely, but when it did Hoss tended to feel very lonely. Joe was his best friend, and Hoss really liked to talk to Joe. Joe was so different than himself, so confident and wild. Hoss tended to be shy and cautious.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe walked towards the barn and went inside, as the big man followed, but at a distance. Joe checked on Cochise and then began saddling Skip.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss interrupted. \u201cWhere ya goin\u2019, Joe?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t know. You\u2019d better saddle up or get left behind.\u201d\u00a0 Joe didn\u2019t bother to look at Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWe got work to do around here.\u201d\u00a0 Hoss tried to reason with his little brother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019m gonna do my work, but I am goin\u2019 on a ride first.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe, we should tell Pa.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHoss you tell Pa anything you want. I\u2019m going for a ride.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss saddled up with Joe. Ben heard the horses\u2019 hooves in the front yard and came out. Joe had ridden off at a gallop. Hoss quickly told his father Joe wanted to go on a ride, he wasn\u2019t sure where, but he\u2019d follow him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben shook his head. \u201cKeep him away from town.\u201d was all he could yell before Hoss too was out of sight.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe rode Skip hard and let began to relax. It certainly wasn\u2019t Cochise, but being on a horse felt good. Hoss stayed a distance behind, so Joe started to slow. The older man was unsure if his brother wanted him to catch up or not, but he thought he would try.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As Hoss rode up to Joe, Joe did not take off. They rode along not speaking, but Hoss felt that meant Joe was calming down some. Joe headed toward the lake and Hoss had a good idea where they were going. As they approached Joe\u2019s mother\u2019s grave, Hoss asked him, \u201cYou want some time alone?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t care. You can come.\u201d Sometimes Joe would want to be alone and other times he would even ask Hoss to go with him. When Joe was real little, Hoss had come with him to help Joe realize there were no such things as ghosts at graves. Hoss smiled remembering his tiny brother looking so scared at the thought that this place could be haunted. Joe made Hoss swear he would not tell anyone that he was so scared. As Hoss recalled Joe had a lot of fears growing up; he still did. Hoss wasn\u2019t sure what all that was about, but he knew his brother was very troubled at times. He also knew when Joe was afraid was when you would see him the most angry.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe sat down in his usual spot if front of his mother\u2019s grave. Hoss sat off to the side. Joe did not speak, but was lost in thought. He did not know why, but he was drawn to this place when he felt misunderstood. That\u2019s how he was feeling at the moment. He wasn\u2019t really angry, at least not at his family, but that seemed to be the only emotion he could really let them see. The events with Cochise the previous evening had scared him. He hated to admit it, but he was scared. Of all his feelings he did not care for it was fear, so to feel it was extremely uncomfortable. Joe really was not very concerned about his own safety, because he felt he could take care of himself. At least that is the only thing he would allow himself to believe. Last night something he loved was harmed. What if that happened again and it was a person? A member of his family? He did not want to be responsible for that.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe had the strangest desire to be little again with little problems like his Pa making him go to bed early. He\u2019d never tell his family, but there were times he was not so wild on the idea of growing up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Finally, Hoss interrupted. \u201cJoe, we need to get goin\u2019. Roy\u2019s probably at the house.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah.\u201d Was all Joe said and headed for the horses.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">They mounted up and returned to the ranch house. Roy\u2019s horse was there and they went inside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBoys, good of you to join us.\u201d Ben said scowling at Joe. \u201dWe\u2019re filling Roy in. Joe I think he has some questions for you. And young man, you will be civil.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was embarrassed at his father talking to him that way. \u201cWhat do you need Roy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell Joe, I\u2019ve got a few questions. First off, where were you when you got the note and other things?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIn the Larson\u2019s barn.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWho else was there?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo one. When I came out Bec was there, but no one else.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe could Rebecca Larson be doing this?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cRebecca!? No, not in a million years, Roy. She is just about the best friend I have. She\u2019d never do something to hurt me. She especially wouldn\u2019t hurt Cochise. She always gives her sugar when she sees her. She says they are the only females allowed in our group. Bec? No not her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cRoy, we\u2019ve known the Larson\u2019s for years. Joe and Rebecca Larson have grown up together.\u201d Ben added.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The sheriff explained, \u201cIts worth asking Ben. I\u2019ve never seen anything like this. Joe, was anyone else around when you were talking to Rachel?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo, just Adam.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cRachel? Rachel Lancaster? What does she have to do with this?\u201d Ben asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe hadn\u2019t told his father or brothers what had really happened to Rachel. He had not tied that in to the rest of the events. Roy told them the story.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cRoy, how does that fit in?\u201d Joe asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019m not sure but my gut says it does. Your jacket is cut up and the knife in your bed. You were the last to see her. I cannot help but wonder.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe had a sinking feeling. It had happened. Someone had gotten hurt. A person whom was good and innocent and connected to Joe was hurt and hurt badly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAdam, did you see anyone around?\u201d Roy asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI wasn\u2019t really looking for anyone else, Roy. I just was looking at Joe and Rachel.\u201d Adam recalled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAdam go over everything you remember seeing.\u201d Roy requested.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell I walked out of the jail. I saw Joe pull up on Cochise and say something to Rachel. He got off the horse and walked in front of her. He talked to her and then he started to kiss her. That\u2019s when I interrupted.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">They all looked at Joe. Joe didn\u2019t feel well. His nightmare was coming true. He hadn\u2019t meant anything by trying to kiss her. There was an awkward silence and then Roy spoke. \u201cWell I am going to get some men to look around Virginia City. I\u2019ll let you know if I find anything Ben.\u201d With that Roy left. The others continued to stand in the living room as if waiting for something more to happen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell boys, last time I looked we had a ranch to run. Lets get going.\u201d Ben felt it would be best if they returned to the routine. They all walked outside and began doing their usual routine. Joe did not want to talk, so he worked quietly and quickly. He could not get the thought of Rachel out of his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 12<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Weeks had passed and everything appeared to return to normal. The Cartwrights went through the daily routine without incident. After the events with Cochise and Joe\u2019s jacket, Ben had several of the hands placed on regular guard duty around the place. This became the custom, but it was hard for all four Cartwright\u2019s to get used to the idea of seeing men with rifles all around the ranch.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe remained quiet and withdrawn. At night he was having nightmares of losing everyone he loved. Most mornings he looked like he had been up all night. Each of the Cartwrights wondered how long Joe was going to hold out before he broke down and talked to them about how he felt. Several times Ben had heard Joe in the night and had gone in to comfort him. Joe would not comment on what he was dreaming about, but Ben noticed that Joe seemed relieved to see him.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The remaining Cartwrights began to relax. Ben hoped the whole incident was behind them. Roy was unable to find a trace of anything in town. The fact that no one else had been hurt was a relief. They felt better about the situation as each week passed. However, Joe was still accompanied almost everywhere he went and he had not been to town since the picnic.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">However, Joe had developed the ability to lose people who were supposed to be watching him. He made it his daily challenge to lose his \u201cbaby-sitter\u201d for a period of time. The longer the situation went on, the more Joe was determined he was going to have it conclude one way or the other. He thought the best way might be to have him move around the ranch some by himself and see what happened. He had been trying this for over a week and it had been quiet. He had been vulnerable several times and there was no attack. Joe decided to try to get a day to himself, maybe even go into town and see what happened.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">This idea was of course not shared with his father. He knew Ben would say no, but Joe felt he had to do it. He was tired of the dreams and the anxiety of waiting for something bad to happen. Maybe he could even find out who this woman was and get her before she got him. He just wanted it over. Joe\u2019s plan took shape and he decided he would leave early the next morning.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The young man woke early and tiptoed out of the house. He decided not to take Cochise because he did not want her hurt. Cochise\u2019s wound had healed nicely and Joe was glad that there was very little scarring. He had made a point to rub the scar daily with lineament, and that seemed to have done the trick. Joe saddled Skip and led him out of the barn.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe rode around the Ponderosa checking fences and the livestock as he went. He thought maybe that Pa would go easier on him if he did some work while he rode. There were places he had missed while this ordeal had been going on so he decided he would visit them as well. He rode to the fishing hole he and his friends liked so much and dismounted. The best fishing hole in the area was right there on the Ponderosa and not really too far from town. Boy do I wish I\u2019d brought something to fish with. He thought. Joe moved towards the water and let Skip take a drink. He thought he saw something in the reflection of the water. The next thing he felt was a hard blow to his head and then nothing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She had been waiting, biding her time. She knew after her attack at the ranch it would be a while until he was alone again, but she knew he would eventually wander out. She had been back and forth from town to the Ponderosa numerous times while she waited. She would train the sights of the gun she carried on him as he worked. She saw her opportunity this morning and decided this would be the day she killed him. But she had more to the plan. She had to work fast. She had thought of the addition at the last minute. She would need to restrain him while she did it. She thought a while and then it came to her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca had been sweeping the floors in the recently completed house when there was a knock at the door. She opened it, but there was no one there. She looked down and saw a note with her name on it. She picked it up and read it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>Rebecca-<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>I\u2019ve missed you. I really need to talk to you.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>Come to the fishing hole at 11:00.\u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>Joe<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The note immediately confused Rebecca. There was something strange about it. She could not put her finger on it for a minute, and then she realized what it was. Joe\u2019s handwriting was always messy and this note wasn\u2019t messy, but there was something else about the writing that told her this note wasn\u2019t from Joe. Joe was left-handed and that fact had given him grief throughout his schooling. Every new teacher who came along wanted Joe to learn how to write with his right hand. His knuckles were rapped more times than Rebecca could remember. Joe never did learn how to write right handed and the teachers eventually grew weary of the struggling with him. Since Joe wrote left-handed he had a backward slant to his writing. It was very distinctive. This note did not have that slant.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The more she examined the note the more things she thought of that convinced her this was not from Joe. He never called her Rebecca, and he never wrote notes. She did not know if he wrote any to other girls, but he certainly did not to her. Something was wrong and she would go see, but she would go carefully.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She rode quickly to town and put the note on the whore\u2019s step and quickly rode back. She had tied and gagged him and then tied him to a tree. She did not think he would regain consciousness before she got back. She had hit him in the head with the butt of her gun and knew that would keep him out for a while.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The next sensation Joe felt was an excruciating headache. He tried to lift himself out of the fog that had rolled into his head. He was confused. Slowly he felt more in touch. There was something in his mouth and he could not move much. He could hear in a distance someone yelling. He was startled when he felt water thrown in his face. Joe opened his eyes and saw a woman standing in front of him screaming at him. Nothing made sense. What was she doing there and why was he tied up? Slowly it came back to him.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou are going to pay for it all! You led me on, you bastard! You couldn\u2019t just accept us could you?! You&#8230;\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She continued her tirade and Joe sat looking up at her.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cStop looking at me like that!\u201d She said, and with that gave Joe a hard kick in the stomach. Joe gasped to breathe as he felt his insides radiate with pain. She dove on top of him flailing her fists and screaming \u201cI HATE YOU!\u201d over and over. She hit him numerous times in the face, and scratched his cheek with her fingernails. Joe was shocked at the amount of power she could put behind her blows. As sudden as her attack started, it stopped. She stood up and looked down at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou know you have brought all of this upon yourself.\u201d She said in a calm voice. Joe looked into her eyes and saw madness. He knew she was not going to be reasoned with. He had to think of some way to get out of this.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou think you are so above me, but you\u2019re wrong.\u201d She continued. \u201cYou\u2019re just like every other man, a whoremonger and a liar.\u201d She reached down and roughly pulled off the gag and pulled out the rag she had stuck in his mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cTell me why you did this to me!\u201d She demanded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI didn\u2019t mean to hurt you. I\u2019m sorry.\u201d was all Joe could think of to say.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYour sorry?! Your sorry?! That\u2019s all you can say?!\u201d She was screaming again. Joe recoiled from her reaction. He had no idea what to say to her. \u201cTell me!\u201d She demanded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe\u2019s mind raced. What is it she wanted from him? \u201cI uh, I um&#8230;\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She kicked him again in the stomach. \u201cAnswer me, DAMN YOU!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe contracted with the pain, and the words came out of him through clenched teeth. \u201cI thought you were too good for me.\u201d Joe thought he would try and play her game.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou were right about that. You are so beneath me. You make me sick!\u201d She began to tirade again, while Joe tried to think clearly and develop a plan. He realized no one knew where he was. He was going to have to get himself away from her by himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">She continued to scream as she walked over to a place where it looked like she had some things and she picked up a knife. She walked back over to him and sat on his legs so she was looking directly into his face. Their eyes locked, hers showing madness, his trying not to show fear. She grabbed him by the back of the hair and pulled his head back. She then kissed him hard on the lips. He wasn\u2019t sure if he should try to seem like he was kissing her back. He waited too long to react and she stopped kissing him. She again looked him right in the eyes and spit in his face. Joe was unable to hide his reaction from his eyes. He felt afraid and she saw it.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI have a surprise for you.\u201d She said calmly. \u201cI have invited a friend of yours to join us. She should be here soon. Your precious Bec is coming and I\u2019m going to make you watch me kill her. Then I\u2019ll kill you.\u201d The manner in which she said this was chilling. She brought the knife up to his face and continued to speak, \u201cI should cut that pretty face of yours all up.\u201d She ran the back of the blade over his cheeks and forehead. She talked more quietly as she was doing this, almost as if in a trance of some sort.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Without warning she reared back and stabbed the knife into Joe\u2019s shoulder. He screamed out in pain. She laughed out loud, a wild maniacal laugh. Joe\u2019s shoulder felt like it was on fire. He looked at her and then saw just over her shoulder the best sight he had ever seen.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca was standing there with a gun drawn. The young woman saw the figure sitting on Joe\u2019s legs drawing back a knife. She fired the pistol and the woman went limp.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh God, Bec! I can\u2019t believe its you!\u201d Joe said with relief.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca ran to Joe and saw his shoulder bleeding. \u201cJoe are you okay?\u201d she asked, concerned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, I\u2019m fine really. Here get her knife and cut these ropes!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca pushed the woman off of Joe, put down the pistol, and took the knife. She cut the ropes that held Joe. He struggled to his feet, becoming very aware of feeling all of the places where he was sore and hurting. His shoulder especially was hurting much worse than he would admit. He saw he was losing blood and he knew he needed a doctor.\u00a0 He grabbed Rebecca\u2019s arm and said, \u201cCome on I\u2019m getting you out of here. Where\u2019s your horse?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOver here, Joe. Come on. This way.\u201d Joe put her in front of him and she led them to her horse. He put her up on it, just as a shot went by his shoulder. Realizing the woman wasn\u2019t dead, he knew they had to get out of there. Joe had no idea the location of Skip. \u201cBec I\u2019m gettin\u2019 on too.\u201d Joe held his breath against the pain and got onto Rebecca\u2019s horse behind her. Rebecca kicked the horse hard and it began to run. Another shot rang out, and she felt Joe move hard against her. Joe moaned and almost pulled them both off the saddle. Rebecca kept the horse running and yelled, \u201cJoe! You all right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cUm, Bec I think she hit me.\u201d Joe felt warm sticky fluid run down his back and intense pain hit him hard.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe, I am going to stop and take a look!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo you can\u2019t! Just head to the house! Run this horse!\u201d Joe found talking to be getting harder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca knew he was right, but she was worried that the ride may do more harm to Joe. They rode at a fast gallop until the horse was noticeably tired and they had to slow. Joe leaned forward against Rebecca, his face in her hair. He thought it funny that at the time when he hurt so badly, he noticed how nice Bec\u2019s hair smelled. \u201cHey Bec,\u201d he said in a low voice. \u201cYour hair smells real nice.\u201d He managed to get out the words as he felt groggy and his words were slow in coming.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThanks Joe.\u201d She thought to herself, this would be the only time that she had his arms around her and he smelled her hair. It wasn\u2019t quite how she pictured it.\u00a0 \u201cJoe you need to keep talking to me. I need you to help me get the horse to the ranch. I haven\u2019t done this ride by myself.\u201d She wanted him to keep talking to reassure her he was alive, and that he was going to be able to stay on the horse.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The trip was very slow to the ranch. Rebecca began to ask Joe questions. \u201cJoe, tell me all the hands of poker that can win.\u201d She tried to keep him going.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cUm there is the uh&#8230;oh god it hurts!\u201d Joe exclaimed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI know it does, but concentrate and tell me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThere\u2019s the high card&#8230;a pair&#8230; um uh three of a kind&#8230; oh jeez the uh, straight&#8230; a flush&#8230; four of a kind&#8230; straight&#8230; flush and&#8230;. royal flush.\u201d Joe felt it took massive amounts of energy to talk, but he knew what she was doing.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cGood Joe. Hey Joe, tell me about Cochise. How is she doing?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cShe\u2019s&#8230; uh&#8230; okay&#8230; She&#8230; doesn\u2019t have much of a&#8230; scar.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca felt his grip around her loosening. \u201cNow Joe, you gotta hang on. Grab hold of me real tight like your dancing with one of your girls.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBec&#8230; I wish&#8230; we were&#8230; dancing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMe too Joe. You know you\u2019ve never even asked me to dance, how come?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI, uh&#8230; don\u2019t know.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell you know I have been wanting to dance with you since we were fifteen and you grew taller than me.\u201d She couldn\u2019t believe she said that, but she felt no need to be guarded with what she said to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHuh&#8230; But&#8230; you&#8230; like&#8230; David&#8230;\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhere did you get that idea?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou&#8230;oh man jeez.\u201d Joe was wracked with pain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca had tears in her eyes. She felt Joe was dying. The horse walked along and Rebecca prayed it wasn\u2019t much further. \u201cJoe, where do we go from here?\u201d They were at a fork in the road.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe had to lift his head. He moved slowly. \u201cWe uh go&#8230; to the&#8230; right.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca\u00a0 guided the horse in that direction as she prayed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe had something he needed to say, \u201cBec&#8230;I want to tell you&#8230; um, uh&#8230; if I don\u2019t make it&#8230; I wanna thank&#8230; you. Tell my&#8230; uh Pa and um&#8230; Adam&#8230; and Hoss&#8230; I love them. Bec&#8230; I&#8230;\u201d Joe stopped talking. He felt a strong draw to just let go.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe now you stop it. You cannot do this to me!\u201d Rebecca was crying. \u201cJoe I love you and I don\u2019t want you to die!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou&#8230; love&#8230;\u201d Joe heard her talking but it sounded far away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah and you\u2019ve got to make it. I want to get that dance from you!\u201d As she talked she saw the back of the Cartwright barn. \u201cJoe we\u2019re there!\u201d She made the horse run and yelled as they approached. \u201cHelp me! Someone help me!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben was the only one home. He had sent Adam and Hoss out to look for Joe when they had realized what he had done. Ben heard the yelling outside. He quickly ran to the door. Ben saw Rebecca Larson on a horse with Joe behind her. \u201cMr. Cartwright, help. Joe is hurt real bad!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben ran up to the horse and grabbed his son. \u201cJoe, my God boy, what happened?\u201d Ben asked as he tried to get Joe off of the horse. He noticed Joe had his arms tightly around Rebecca\u2019s waist and was not going to let go.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe it\u2019s me, Pa. You can let go now.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe sighed and released his grip. Ben pulled Joe off of the horse as Joe moaned loudly. \u201cPa&#8230;\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben took him in his arms, carrying him inside. Rebecca dismounted and followed. Ben continued upstairs, as did Rebecca. Ben laid Joe on his bed and began looking him over. \u201cMr. Cartwright,\u201d Rebecca spoke in a shaken voice. \u201cJoe\u2019s been shot in the back, and he was stabbed.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben looked at his son and saw him beaten and battered. \u201cRebecca, go get one of the hands and send them into town for the doctor. And have him get the sheriff too. Come on back up here, after. There\u2019s no one else to help me. Hop Sing\u2019s in town visiting family, and Adam and Hoss aren\u2019t here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cCertainly, Mr. Cartwright.\u201d Rebecca ran down stairs to do as Joe\u2019s Pa had asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben began to undress Joe to look at his son\u2019s wounds. Joe\u2019s face grimaced in pain. \u201cSon you\u2019re going to be okay.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa&#8230;it &#8230;really hurts.\u201d Joe was praying to pass out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI know son. Just try and not move.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa where\u2019s&#8230;Bec?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cShe\u2019ll be here in a minute. Son, who did this?\u201d Ben asked with a pretty good idea who had hurt Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cA woman&#8230;don\u2019t know&#8230;her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca returned to Joe\u2019s room. \u201cHow is he?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHe\u2019ll be okay.\u201d Ben said looking at the young lady.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca could see the worry in his eyes and she was unsure if Mr. Cartwright really believed it himself. She looked at Joe lying in the bed. His father had him lying on his side to take the pressure off of both his shoulder and his back.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBec&#8230;\u201d Joe asked with a strained voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHey Joe, I\u2019m here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh God&#8230;!\u201d Joe screamed and writhed in pain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe hang on. We\u2019ve sent for the doctor.\u201d Ben knew they had at least two hours to wait for the return of Doc Martin.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cRebecca stay with him, please.\u201d Ben said and left the room. He went to get the same sutures and lineaments he had given Joe to help Cochise and impatiently waited in the kitchen for the water to boil. Ben knew Joe\u2019s shoulder had to be cleaned out and closed up. He didn\u2019t think it should wait until the doctor arrived. Ben returned to his son\u2019s room to see Rebecca holding Joe\u2019s hand and talking softly to him. Joe was gritting his teeth through the pain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSon, I\u2019ve got to work on your shoulder. This is going to hurt, but it has to be done.\u201d Ben was dreading this. \u201cRebecca, you can leave the room if you want to.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo Mr. Cartwright. I can handle it. You need my help.\u201d Rebecca was unsure if she really could hand it, but she knew this was not something Joe\u2019s Pa could do by himself. Ben was thinking of giving Joe something to drink to knock him out. He knew that alcohol thinned the blood and was afraid to take the chance. \u201cSon, I can\u2019t give you anything. I don\u2019t want you to bleed more.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe\u2019s mind was playing tricks on him. He could hear his father and Bec talk, but they seemed to be far away at times. Then he would become extremely aware of the pain he was feeling and the voices were clear. He wanted to sleep.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben soon began the process of cleaning out the wound. Joe screamed and grabbed Rebecca\u2019s hand tight. She jumped a little at how tight Joe\u2019s grip was.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou okay Rebecca?\u201d Ben asked seeing her distress.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0\u201cUh yeah. Joe\u2019s just hanging on real tight.\u201d She said, indicating her hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben tried to work quickly, but carefully. He wanted to clean up any chance for infection. Joe began moaning, \u201cPa stop&#8230;please stop&#8230;I can\u2019t&#8230;don\u2019t Pa.\u201d Joe\u2019s begging tore at Ben. He knew he was doing right, but he also knew his son was in extreme pain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHold on Joe. I\u2019m almost done.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo Pa&#8230; please.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cShhh, Joe. Its okay.\u201d Rebecca talked softly. She moved Joe\u2019s damp hair from his forehead. \u201cJoe, you know about that cave you found several years ago? Well David thinks its full of gold. You think he\u2019s gonna get rich?\u201d Rebecca was just talking to distract Joe. She felt so helpless. \u201cWe should go and claim half that gold once you\u2019re better.\u201d Rebecca had tears in her eyes. She wanted them to be able to continue the fun they had as friends. She had so many fond memories. She felt Joe\u2019s hand release and it scared her. She looked down and saw Joe was breathing, but he was unconscious.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMr. Cartwright. I think he\u2019s passed out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben too checked to see if Joe was still breathing. He was relieved that Joe was not feeling the pain any longer. \u201cThank you, God.\u201d Ben said out loud. He added silently to the prayer, \u201cPlease keep him alive.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben finished suturing his son\u2019s shoulder. He cleaned up the area where he had worked and then spoke softly to his boy. \u201cSon, I\u2019m sorry for doing that to you.\u201d Ben saw his son as so young and fragile at that moment. Joe was built solid, but he was still not a man yet. At least not in Ben\u2019s eyes.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019m glad that\u2019s over.\u201d Ben admitted to Rebecca.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMe too.\u201d Rebecca and Ben moved into the chairs in Joe\u2019s room to wait for the doctor. The minutes ticked by until Joe stirred again. There was a wash basin and a towel on Joe\u2019s dresser. Rebecca walked over and brought them over to the bedside table. She dabbed the towel in the water and started to clean up Joe\u2019s face. \u201cJoe, you remember the time you decided to scare Richard by covering yourself in chimney soot and jumping out from behind that tree in the woods. I didn\u2019t think someone our age could have a heart attack, but it sure did look like that\u2019s what Richard was gonna do.\u201d Rebecca began to talk to him about the adventures she had had with him.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben noticed Joe settled down some. Joe would go in and out of consciousness, but Rebecca kept talking to him. \u201cYou remember the time you bet Stevie Potter you could jump Cochise over that wagon?\u201d Ben listened to his youngest son\u2019s exploits and tried not to react to some of his son\u2019s behavior. \u201cYou ended up jumping that wagon about five times that day. You took the money you won and took us to the store for candy and drinks. I remember you saying later that you\u2019d never jumped Cochise that high and far, but you figured she could do it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben and Rebecca stayed with Joe until the ranch hand returned. Both were tuned into Joe\u2019s breathing and would watch it carefully when Joe would go unconscious. When Ben left to go down and greet the doctor, Rebecca stayed by Joe\u2019s side. A few minutes later Ben returned to Joe\u2019s room alone. \u201cRebecca, the doctor and Roy are still in Virginia City. There was a mining accident and they can\u2019t come right now. I\u2019m going to have to do it myself.\u201d Ben felt ill. He had helped men on the trail who had been shot. He knew how to remove bullets, but the thought of digging a bullet out of Little Joe was something all together different. \u201cRebecca, run downstairs and get the bottle of whiskey in Hop Sing\u2019s cupboard in the kitchen. Also put on some more water to boil.\u201d Ben was not going to let Joe experience the intense pain again. If Joe came too enough, he was going to give him enough whiskey to dull the pain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben took advantage of his time alone with Joe to talk to his son. \u201cSon, I love you so much. The day you were born I was so proud. And your mother? She thought you were the crowned prince of the Ponderosa. You have such a life a head of you. I want you to be stronger than you\u2019ve ever been Joseph. You have to use all that fire and spunk you have to make it through this. Channel it son. It will keep you going.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">After Rebecca returned, Ben went down to the kitchen to get the knives he\u2019d need. As he came up the stairs he continued to pray, \u201cLord, watch after me and guide my hand. And Lord if you can, give Joe extra strength. You know he\u2019s a good kid, and he really needs it right now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben walked into Joe\u2019s room and took a deep breath. As soon as he began, Joe moaned. \u201cRebecca, see if he will drink some of the whiskey.\u201d Ben asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe, are you awake? Here drink this.\u201d Joe was out of it, but did as he was told. He felt the warm burn of the whiskey, but it did not register with him what the substance was. \u201cMr. Cartwright, how much more?\u201d Rebecca asked showing Joe had drunk about a shot glass full.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSee if he\u2019ll do another.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cJoe, here drink some more.\u201d He did as was asked although he choked on the last of it. \u201cIts okay. Shh&#8230; you\u2019re okay.\u201d Rebecca comforted him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben waited as long as he dared and then started the operation. He tried to tell himself this really wasn\u2019t his son, but a stranger. He talked himself through the steps of what he knew he had to do. Joe was quiet, and Rebecca held his hand comforting him. Joe cried out once, \u201cget away\u201d but it did not seem to be pain related.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was trapped in his own nightmare. He was being held by the mad woman and tortured over and over. He saw his family watching but unable to reach him. Then the dream switched to his Pa jabbing at him with a sharp object telling him not to move. Then he heard Rebecca telling him to drink poison. This dream kept going over and over and Joe was left only to endure.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben was relieved to see the bullet was not lodged in a vital organ. He had no idea what he would do if that had been the case. Ben retrieved the bullet, which was resting against what Ben thought may have been Joe\u2019s kidney. He released a \u201cthank you God\u201d when Ben realized the organ was not harmed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019ve got the bullet. I think everything is okay.\u201d Ben informed Rebecca. She said her own prayers of thanks. Ben cleaned the wound and sewed Joe back up. This was an afternoon he never wanted repeated. If he\u2019d have shared that thought with Rebecca, she would have whole-heartedly agreed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">After both were assured Joe was breathing deeply and regularly, they were willing to feel that he was out of the woods. \u201cWell Miss Rebecca, I owe you a huge debt of gratitude. You are truly my son\u2019s friend.\u201d With saying this Ben reached out and hugged her. Upon seeing her with his son during the whole ordeal, Ben knew for certain that Rebecca felt more than friendship for Joe. He knew she loved his son and he felt his son was very lucky.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca liked the hug Joe\u2019s Pa gave her. She did not like him referring to her as a friend, because she knew she really wanted more, but she guessed her friendship with Joe was also a wonderful thing.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cRebecca, do you know what happened this morning? Do you know what Joe went through?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca began to fill Ben in on everything she knew and saw. Ben realized how bright she was when she told him of her figuring out the note. He was so grateful to the young lady. During the ordeal, Rebecca had been milling over what was familiar about the woman she had seen hurting Joe. She thought she knew who she was. \u201cMr. Cartwright, I\u2019ve been thinking, and I think I know the identity of the woman.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou do?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah, I think so.\u201d I saw her when I moved her off of Joe. I think she\u2019s Katherine LeGrande.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWho is that?\u00a0 Any relation to the widow LaGrande?\u201d Ben had known of the widow through his work on last year\u2019s Town Expansion Committee. That was a fancy term for trying to bring in things such as a library and an opera house.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYes it\u2019s her daughter. See I used to go with my mother when she would do sewing and alterations in homes. This was before Pa did so well in banking. Katherine was a strange person even then. She didn\u2019t go to school. Her mother said it was because she was needed at home. The rumor was Katherine was sent away because she went crazy after her father died.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cRebecca, why isn\u2019t this common knowledge?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t know, but they had not been in town very long, and I don\u2019t think anyone ever knew about Katherine. I heard the rumor more from my mom talking to my dad. I never met Katherine, but I saw a picture. If I remember right, she looks like the woman who hurt Joe. Mr. Cartwright, Katherine LaGrande is probably ten years older than Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cRebecca, can you stay around and tell Roy when he gets here. He\u2019s coming here after the problem in Virginia City is cleared up.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI was planning on it Mr. Cartwright. I want to make sure Joe\u2019s okay.\u201d Rebecca turned to go to Joe again and Ben noticed the back of her shirt was covered in blood. \u201cChild are you okay?\u201d Ben asked in a panic.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSure I\u2019m fine, why.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYour back has blood all over it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThat must be Joe\u2019s. He leaned on me for most of the ride.\u201d Ben looked at the blood and was again thankful Rebecca was there for Joe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHere. Let me get you something to change into. We don\u2019t have young ladies around here, but I could probably find a shirt. Here, Joe probably is the closest in size.\u201d Ben had opened Joe\u2019s drawer and pulled out a fresh shirt.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rebecca looked over at Joe then back at Ben. \u201cGood thing he\u2019s out of it. I don\u2019t know if he\u2019d like one of his shirts messed up by a girl.\u201d Rebecca said smiling.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh, I don\u2019t think he minds that.\u201d Ben returned the smile.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 13<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam and Hoss and gone by the fishing hole, but all they found were ropes and bloodstains. It was when they found Skip running free that they headed back home. Roy, a deputy, and the Doc arrived close behind. The doctor immediately went upstairs to look in on Joe. Rebecca told Roy as much as she knew about what had happened and who she suspected. Roy then sent the deputy into town to investigate.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Doc Martin returned downstairs after about 20 minutes. \u201dBen, you did an admirable job with Joe. It looks as good as something I would do.\u201d Doc Martin praised.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cDoc, is he okay. I tried to do the stitching so he wouldn\u2019t have bad scaring and how about infection?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt looks as good as can be expected. You know how it goes Ben, especially with Joe. You know what to look for and what to do.\u201d Unfortunately Ben knew too well. Having three boys had brought the usual physical problems, but Joe seemed to have a knack for hurting himself in ways that were dangerous and, unfortunately for Ben, life threatening.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHere, I don\u2019t know if you have any left from the last go round, so I brought you a pain killer for Joe. Same as before, Ben, only if he needs it.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Doc and Roy left soon after and it was the Cartwrights and Rebecca now left to discuss what Joe had been through.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLittle lady, I want to thank you for what you did for short shanks up there.\u201d Hoss said giving her a hug.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHey Hoss don\u2019t spend all day I want to thank her too.\u201d Adam pushed Hoss out of the way and gave her a hug as well.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI think you guys should know that when we were riding to the ranch Joe said that if he didn\u2019t make it, he wanted you all to know how much he loved you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOh we know that. He wouldn\u2019t be such a pain if he didn\u2019t love us.\u201d Ben answered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">During the next week Roy returned to the ranch with the diary of Katherine LaGrande. In it were the comings and goings for Joe for almost a year. Roy also told Ben of the body found in the cellar of the LaGrande place. It was the widow. Roy put out a wanted poster on Katherine, but had heard nothing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe slept for most of the first few days after he was hurt. Hop Sing doted on Joe trying all different things to stimulate Joe\u2019s appetite. Hop Sing had been with the Cartwright\u2019s before Marie had died, and saw Joe as one of his own. He spent a lot of time in Joe\u2019s room making him comfortable.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe spent his waking hours trying to distract himself from the ordeal he had been through. He knew it would come to him in dreams, so he did not want to think of it when he was awake. Hoss managed to keep him occupied with checkers, and Adam shared some good books. Joe found himself wanting to see Bec. He wanted to see her a lot. When Joe was strong enough, Roy came and took his statement. When Roy showed Joe a picture of Katherine, it was all Joe could do not to cry out. That was the face in his nightmares. He fought hard to keep the image away after Roy left. It would take time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chapter 14<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Katherine had escaped and made it away before anyone noticed. She rode until she collapsed from the bullet wound. Damn the whore, but she got the whoremonger, she thought as she drifted into unconscious. The next thing she knew she was in someone\u2019s cabin. The days remained blurry until she came completely around. She saw his face, his eyes. The man had kind eyes. He would take care of her. She would make it work this time. She knew it&#8230;.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe sat on the porch enjoying being outside. He was surprised his Pa had gone for it after he had been so protective the past few weeks. Just then he heard horses and then saw a buggy.\u00a0 He watched Mr. Larson get out of it and then walk over to a beautiful young woman and helped her get out. Joe saw long flowing brown hair and a petite waist. She looked so familiar in her smile and her laugh, but the rest!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe made it a point to rise and walk over to the visitors. \u201cMr. Larson, welcome. I don\u2019t believe I\u2019ve met the young lady accompanying you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMr. Joseph Cartwright, may I introduce my daughter, Miss Rebecca Larson.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMy, my Miss Rebecca you are something to behold.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhy thank you, Mr. Cartwright.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPlease ma\u2019am call me Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAnd you can call me Rebecca.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben had come outside when he heard the buggy approach. \u201cHey John.\u201d He called and John Larson walked over.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As Joe and Rebecca stood looking at each other, John told Ben, \u201cit took her half the morning to get ready. Her mother was so glad to see her all dressed up. She\u2019s been wanting to come out here for days.\u201d Both men looked back at their children.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBec&#8230;No, I cannot call you that looking like you do. Rebecca you look gorgeous.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhy haven\u2019t I seen this before?\u201d\u00a0 Joe began to flirt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t know, why haven\u2019t you.\u201d Rebecca secretly was thrilled at Joe\u2019s reaction.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t know, but I\u2019m not going to overlook you again.\u201d\u00a0 Joe smiled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPlease don\u2019t!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">They both laughed and then Joe got real serious. \u201cRebecca I want to thank you for all that you did. I can\u2019t begin to tell you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou thanked me already.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI want to thank you proper like.\u201d With that Joe drew her close in his arms and kissed her. He kissed her passionately and long. He kissed her for so many reasons, the latest being how beautiful she was. She kissed him because she loved him, pure and simple.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe finally drew back from her and said, \u201cNow that beats fishing any day of the week.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The End<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong>Next Story in the To Be Loved As No Other Series:<\/strong><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><a title=\"Lost and Found\" href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=2469\">Lost and Found<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Disclaimer:\u00a0All publicly recognizable characters and settings are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. No money is being made from this work. 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