You See, It Was Like This<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Adam sat on the low table in the center of the room, facing the cold fireplace, his chin on his hands, his face grim.<\/p>\n
In front of him his younger brother paced back and forth, \u201cOh, boy\u2026\u2026 Oh, boy. This isn\u2019t good, Adam.\u201d Little Joe stopped his nervous pacing to turn apprehensive eyes toward his brother.<\/p>\n
\u201cJust quiet down and let me think, Joe.\u201d Adam responded impatiently. He chewed on a finger, his own anxiety heightened by his brother\u2019s agitation.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut what are we gonna tell, Pa?\u201d Joe began to pace once again.<\/p>\n
Adam opened his mouth to respond then shut it. The truth was he didn\u2019t know what they were going to tell Pa.<\/p>\n
It had seemed simple enough at the time. Pa had asked them to stop by Widow Hammburg\u2019s and deliver a package on their way into town, that\u2019s all they had to do. Adam wasn\u2019t exactly sure how it had gone so wrong…<\/p>\n
*******<\/p>\n
The Hammburg place was typical of most homesteads in Nevada. It had the usual two-story clapboard farmhouse, this one painted white with red shutters, an even larger barn, chicken coop, corrals, and other outbuildings. A large porch wrapped around two sides of the house, and rose bushes graced the front and climbed up the posts on either side of the front steps. They were Widow Hammburg\u2019s pride and joy, those rose bushes, and she provided flowers for all the hotels, restaurants and fancy mansions in town, as well as for special occasions such as weddings, funerals and holidays. Widow Hammburg and her roses were synonymous.<\/p>\n
The rose bushes were in full bloom this fine morning as Adam and Joe rode into the Hammburg farmyard. They dismounted, tied the horses to the hitching post and Joe reached for the package they had to deliver. Together they started up the front steps, but Adam paused to take in the loveliness of the roses, breathing deeply of their fragrance. He liked roses, though he wouldn\u2019t have admitted it to his brothers. Their classic beauty and heady scent reminded him of a fine oil painting or a classical symphony, they seemed to belong to the refined part of life. Even here in this homely setting, their velvety splendor added a touch of elegance that made the old farmhouse beautiful.<\/p>\n
Little Joe stopped to look back when he realized Adam wasn\u2019t next to him. He gave Adam a quizzical look, but Adam simply smiled and bounded up the steps to stand next to him. No, his admiration for the rose wasn\u2019t something he cared to share with his brothers.<\/p>\n
Elvira Hammburg answered Joe\u2019s knock. The sprightly widow was around fifty with white hair tucked into a neat bun at the back of her head. Her plump figure, dressed in blue flowered calico and wrapped with an abundant white apron, made her look grandmotherly, though she had no children of her own. She smiled and her face lit up when she saw who her visitors were.<\/p>\n
The Hammburgs and the Cartwrights had been good friends for years and Adam and Joe both had fond memories of the widow\u2019s warm cookies and cold milk. Jonas Hammburg had passed on several years ago, but Mrs. Hammburg had continued right on supplying milk, fresh vegetables and, of course, the roses to the citizens of Virginia City and Gold Hill.<\/p>\n
\u201cAdam, Joe!\u201d she exclaimed warmly, \u201cwhat a lovely surprise! Please, come in, come in.\u201d she said, opening the door wide for them.<\/p>\n
Adam smiled fondly at her. \u201cNo, thank you, Mrs. Hammburg, we just stopped by to deliver this package for Pa.\u201d He nodded to the tidy, twine-wrapped package in Joe\u2019s hands.<\/p>\n
Joe held the package out to her. \u201cHere you are, Mrs. Hammburg,\u201d He smiled charmingly at her. \u201cAll in one piece.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, thank you.\u201d She said taking the package. \u201cYour pa did say he was sending over some periodicals for me to read. It\u2019s so sweet of him.\u201d Mrs. Hammburg beamed on the men. \u201cBut really you must come in and set awhile.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam started to protest again, but Mrs. Hammburg held up her hand. \u201cNow, Adam Cartwright, I won\u2019t take no for an answer! You haven\u2019t visited me for an age and besides my niece is here from Sacramento and you really must meet her.\u201d<\/p>\n
At the mention of the niece Joe\u2019s face brightened in interest, and he jumped in before Adam could refuse again. \u201cWell, Mrs. Hammburg, we certainly couldn\u2019t be rude and not meet your niece.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mrs. Hammburg chuckled and laid a hand on Joe\u2019s cheek. \u201cOh, you are a sweet boy, Little Joe!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe, we really need to be getting into town.\u201d Adam reminded him. \u201cPerhaps we can meet your niece some other time.\u201d He smiled politely and tried again to excuse themselves to Mrs. Hammburg.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe got plenty of time, older brother.\u201d with a grin Joe followed Mrs. Hammburg into the farmhouse. Adam could only roll his eyes and follow him.<\/p>\n
Both men removed their hats as they entered the comfortable front room of the house, the center of which was occupied by a low, round table completely covered with paint samples and wallpaper swatches. Bending intently over them was a petite girl of about 18, with abundant chestnut hair, green eyes that had a hint of mischief in them, and a pixie face that went well with her diminutive size. She straightened and smiled as her aunt entered with her guests.<\/p>\n
Mrs. Hammburg bustled over to her niece and led her forward. \u201cAdam, Joe, this is my niece Beth here all the way from Sacramento for the summer.\u201d She announced proudly, \u201cBeth, this is Adam and Little Joe Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUh, just Joe, ma\u2019am\u201d Little Joe corrected.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you do?\u201d Beth asked politely.<\/p>\n
\u201cPleased to meet you, Miss\u2026\u201d Adam paused not knowing how to finish.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, there\u2019s no need for that, Adam.\u201d Mrs. Hammburg waved away his hesitancy, \u201ctoo much polite just makes people stiff and starchy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI agree,\u201d Joe stepped in smoothly, taking Beth\u2019s hand and bowing slightly over it, \u201cand I am very pleased to meet you, Beth.\u201d<\/p>\n
Beth flushed lightly, but her green eyes sparkled \u201cThank you, Little Joe,\u201d she said as she reluctantly withdrew her hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cJust Joe.\u201d Joe reminded her.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe.\u201d she dimpled at him, then lowered her eyelids. Adam chuckled to himself amused at how quickly and smoothly his little brother had moved from formality to familiarity with Mrs. Hammburg\u2019s niece.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell,\u201d Mrs. Hammburg said briskly, \u201cit\u2019s much too nice of a day for us to be standing in here. Beth take the gentlemen out onto the veranda while I get us some lemonade and cookies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Mrs. Hammburg, really we can\u2019t stay.\u201d Adam tried once again to cut their visit short, but Mrs. Hammburg was already on her way to the kitchen, and ignored him. He turned to Joe. \u201cJoe, you know we can\u2019t stay, we have business in Virginia City.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOlder brother, you need to learn to relax a little.\u201d Joe nudged Adam in the ribs as he passed by with Beth on his arm. \u201cThe business will wait.\u201d he turned and smiled at Beth as they sailed out the door.<\/p>\n
Adam sighed and shook his head as he followed them. He was clearly outnumbered and knew when to admit defeat gracefully. Besides, Joe was right, the business in Virginia City wasn\u2019t pressing, and he knew Mrs. Hammburg would appreciate the visit. He glanced over to where Joe was helping Beth into one of the low wicker chairs situated around a small table at one end of the porch. He also knew his chances of getting Little Joe out of here now were little to none.<\/p>\n
Mrs. Hammburg came out carrying a tray with glasses, a pitcher of lemonade, and a plate full of gingersnap cookies. Graciously he took the tray from her and followed her over to join Beth and Joe. Setting the tray on table, he held Mrs. Hammburg\u2019s chair for her, and then leaned back against the porch railing. The spicy fragrance of the roses filled the entire porch, and he glanced over at them. \u201cYour roses are lovely this year, Mrs. Hammburg.\u201d he remarked filling in the space left by Beth and Joe\u2019s complete absorption in each other.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy, thank you, Adam!\u201d Mrs. Hammburg said delighted. \u201cIf you like these I should show you the ones in back, they\u2019re even more lovely.\u201d She jumped up quickly, and setting down her glass, motioned to him, heading once again for the door before he had a chance to protest. Adam merely shook his head in amusement and followed her. He knew from experience that Mrs. Hammburg wouldn\u2019t stop for an answer.<\/p>\n
She stopped abruptly at the door and turned to look where Beth and Joe were deep in conversation, oblivious to the fact the she and Adam were leaving. She pondered for a moment then smiled at Adam. \u201cWe\u2019ll just leave those two to get acquainted,\u201d she said conspiratorially, then winked broadly at him, before bustling into the house and through to the back door. Adam smiled and shook his head at her before following after.<\/p>\n
Mrs. Hammburg had been right. If the flowers out front were beautiful, these in back were absolutely stunning. Laid out in neat rows were Bourbon, Tea, and Portland roses, as well as several that Adam didn\u2019t recognize. Their gorgeous colors ranged from vivid pink to pale blush; sunshine yellow to deep red. It was a sea of color that made Adam draw his breath in sharply in awe.<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs. Hammburg, these are magnificent,\u201d he said with deep admiration as he followed her down the first row of luscious blooms.<\/p>\n
She smiled, \u201cThank you, the result of lots of hard work.\u201d she said, then gently touched a delicate pink blossom, \u201cand a lot of love.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can see that.\u201d Adam responded quietly. They moved slowly down the rows, Mrs. Hammburg identifying each rose as Adam stopped to smell and touch the perfect blossoms. It was some time later before they found themselves back at the foot of the steps leading into the house.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy, I completely forgot about Beth and Joe.\u201d Mrs. Hammburg exclaimed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m guessing they didn\u2019t notice.\u201d Adam assured her laughing. \u201cThank you for showing me your roses. They truly are exquisite.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mrs. Hammburg laughed merrily, \u201cNo, thank you, Adam, you\u2019ve been very patient with an old woman\u2019s passion.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was my pleasure, Mrs. Hammburg, truly.\u201d He held the door open for her as they entered the house. She stopped and turned to him, looked intently into his eyes for a moment, then gently patted his cheek.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re a good boy, Adam, I think you really mean that.\u201d She smiled then gave him another light slap before sweeping on through the house.<\/p>\n
Adam had been right, Joe and Beth didn\u2019t seem to have noticed their absence when he and Mrs. Hammburg returned, but Beth looked up with a wide smile when her aunt settled next to her in the chair.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, Aunt Elvira!\u201d She announced, \u201cI have the best news! Joe says that he and Adam would be glad to take your orders into town today, isn\u2019t that wonderful?\u201d She turned and cast a beaming smile on Joe, who returned it with a rather besotted grin.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, but, Beth, we can\u2019t ask these gentlemen to do that, it\u2019s too much.\u201d Mrs. Hammburg demurred, though Adam could see a hopeful look in her eyes, and he wondered warily just what his younger brother was getting them involved in.<\/p>\n
\u201cNonsense, Mrs. Hammburg.\u201d Joe responded emphatically \u201cWe\u2019d be glad to help out, wouldn\u2019t we Adam?\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam leaned back against the porch railing and crossed his arms \u201cOf course, though it would be nice if I knew what it was I was volunteering for.\u201d His voice was pleasant but it held a warning hint that he was hoping Joe would catch. They still had business in Virginia City and needed to cut their visit short if they expected to get it done that day.<\/p>\n
Joe caught the hint but went irrepressibly on, \u201cDon\u2019t worry, Adam, we\u2019ll be going into Virginia City, we just need to take Mrs. Hammburg\u2019s deliveries in for her. Since we\u2019re headed that way anyway, it won\u2019t be any trouble at all, will it?\u201d Joe\u2019s sent Adam a look and tilted his head slightly toward Beth. Adam caught the look and the hint and sighed inwardly.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, not at all.\u201d He gave Mrs. Hammburg a smile, though inwardly he was growling at Joe. \u201cWe\u2019d be glad to do it. Only, I thought Billy and Cole Simmons usually took your deliveries in for you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey do, but they\u2019re both down with a fever, and I was really wondering how I was going to get everything into town. It\u2019s important they go in today. I\u2019ve got some extra special Comte De Chambourds for the International. But are you\u2019re sure it\u2019s no trouble?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot at all, Mrs. Hammburg!\u201d Joe jumped in. \u201cNo trouble at all. We\u2019re glad to help, and if Beth here would just come along to make sure we get everything to the right place,\u201d Joe turned to look into Beth\u2019s eyes, and his voice softened. \u201cEverything will be perfect.\u201d<\/p>\n
Beth flushed under his gaze. \u201cI\u2019d be glad to help,\u201d she replied, smiling.<\/p>\n
Mrs. Hammburg clapped her hands delighted. \u201cWell, that\u2019s all settled then!\u201d She beamed at Joe and Beth.<\/p>\n
Adam debated pointing out that they probably knew Mrs. Hammburg\u2019s customers better than Beth did, so there was no reason for Beth to go with them, but he realized that didn\u2019t really matter. Joe\u2019s purpose was to spend more time with Beth. Beth seemed perfectly agreeable to the plan and Mrs. Hammburg was absolutely delighted with the arrangement, that much was obvious.<\/p>\n
He felt a little left out, being the only one of the group who could see several flaws in the scheme, but since it wouldn\u2019t be that much trouble, and Mrs. Hammburg could truly use the help, and as Beth and Joe could hardly drive into town by themselves he let things stand as they were. Quickly he stood, and motioned to Beth and Joe.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, since, as Mrs. Hammburg says, it\u2019s settled, I think we\u2019d best get to it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, yes and thank you so much!\u201d Mrs. Hammburg stood and bustled her way quickly down the steps. \u201cCome along and I\u2019ll show you the wagon, and the deliveries, and\u2026\u201d She turned and smiled at Adam who was close behind her. \u201cI\u2019ll introduce you to my mules!\u201d<\/p>\n
Mrs. Hammburg\u2019s mules were truly a pair, but they seemed gentle enough as Adam hitched them to the buckboard and Joe and Beth loaded the vegetables, milk and roses to be delivered into town.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is Clare and that one is Clem.\u201d Mrs. Hammburg told him, patting Clare fondly as the mule stood patiently waiting for her turn to be hitched. \u201cThey\u2019re both my babies. Aren\u2019t you, you sweet things?\u201d She said in the singsong voice usually reserved for infants. She turned to Adam \u201cNow, there\u2019s two things you need to remember about Clem and Clare. If you do you\u2019ll get along fine.\u201d She let go of Clare as Adam took her, and backed the animal into place next to Clem. \u201cNow, first off the poor dears don\u2019t like to be tied. It annoys them something awful, and they get so worked up. Don\u2019t ya, sweetie.\u201d Mrs. Hammburg patted Clem\u2019s nose and he snuffed. \u201cBut don\u2019t worry they\u2019ll stay put as long as one of you is with them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe can\u2019t tie them?\u201d Adam\u2019s voice was skeptical, and he threw Mrs. Hammburg a glance as he buckled Clare\u2019s harness to the traces.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, no, they don\u2019t like to be tied. They\u2019ve always been that way; Josiah never could work it out of them, that\u2019s why it always took the both of us to go into town. One of us would stand with the mules while the other one delivered the goods. But with the three of you, you shouldn\u2019t have any trouble at all. They\u2019ll stay put iffen you’re watching them. Of course, if you don\u2019t they\u2019ll wander.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam sighed, he wondered if Joe had known about this little quirk of Mrs. Hammburg\u2019s mules. He looked at Joe who simply shrugged and placed the last basket of flowers in the buckboard. \u201cYou mentioned two things.\u201d Adam reminded her.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, well the other one isn\u2019t all that much.\u201d Mrs. Hammburg hesitated. \u201cIt\u2019s just that they don\u2019t like yelling. Sets \u2018em off sure as anything.\u201d She laughed suddenly, \u201cI mind the time Josiah had them all hitched and ready to go and Clare stepped right on his foot! Oh my, did he yell then. Those two mules took off like their tails was on fire!\u201d She chuckled again at the memory. \u201cTook us the rest of the morning just to catch up with them.\u201d She smiled brightly at Adam \u201cBut I know you aren\u2019t the yelling type. Now if it were Ben\u2026\u201d she chuckled again. \u201cYour pa certainly has a voice on him, don\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam couldn\u2019t help giving Joe another look and they both smiled. Pa was well known for his voice. Adam gave Clare a slap and turned to Mrs. Hammburg.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, there, that should do it. Do you have a list of your deliveries?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh yes, in the house.\u201d She turned quickly and started for the barn door, then stopped and glanced back. \u201cLittle Joe, you and Beth bring the wagon upta house, I\u2019ll get the list for Adam. Come along, Adam. They can take care of it.\u201d And without stopping to see if Adam was following she hurried away.<\/p>\n
Adam threw a bemused look at a grinning Joe before he followed Mrs. Hammburg to the house.<\/p>\n
The trip into town was uneventful. Beth and Joe chatted away like two old friends and Adam drove, listening with half an ear to their talk, but mostly just enjoying the sunny day and his own thoughts. The mules were well mannered and obedient, a fact Adam appreciated, having run across some that weren\u2019t, to his regret.<\/p>\n
As they approached Virginia City, Adam pulled out the sheet of paper Mrs. Hammburg had written her clients down on. Adam did a mental plan of the stops they needed to make. There were a couple of private houses that needed milk, then a large order for Walter\u2019s General store. He stopped the mules in front of the Harveys and looked past Beth to Joe.<\/p>\n
\u201cI guess you and Beth can stay here with mules, I\u2019ll take the milk into Mrs. Harvey.\u201d He didn\u2019t anticipate any objections and there were none. Joe simply nodded and he and Beth kept right on talking. Adam was starting to feel distinctly invisible. \u201cJoe, keep an eye on the mules. I can\u2019t tie them.\u201d Adam reminded him. Joe\u2019s only answer was a wave of the hand. \u201cJoe?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe looked over at him, annoyed. \u201cAll right, Adam, keep your shirt on. I\u2019ll watch the mules, they ain\u2019t goin\u2019 anywhere with Beth and me sitting right here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam jumped down and swung around to the back of the buckboard. \u201cJust see that they don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe snorted \u201cOkay.\u201d He looked at Beth. \u201cYou have to excuse Adam, Beth, he likes to remind me who he thinks is boss around here.\u201d He told her loud enough for Adam to hear. Beth giggled and Adam glared at his brother, but let the comment pass as he grabbed the jars of milk for Mrs. Harvey and headed for her door.<\/p>\n
The next two deliveries were quick and easy, but there was a substantial delivery for Clementine Hawkins. Adam had a feeling it wasn\u2019t going to be all that quick; Widow Hawkins liked to talk. He considered making Joe do this delivery, but one look at his brother\u2019s rapt attention to whatever it was Beth was telling him and he realized it would be easier to just do it himself.<\/p>\n
He pulled up in front of the boarding house, and curled the reins around the whip stand. Hopping down once again, he looked at Joe. \u201cJoe? The mules?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, Adam, good grief you don\u2019t have to tell me every time!\u201d Joe responded irritably.<\/p>\n
Adam said nothing, just pulled the basket of pink roses from the back and headed for the front door.<\/p>\n
Widow Hawkins was indeed glad to see him. She pulled him into the house, insisting that he sit while she got a vase for the flowers. Vainly he\u2019d tried to explain he had several other boxes for her, but she just waved it away, informing him that he could get them in a moment. By the time he made his escape and returned outside to get the rest of the order some time had passed, and he hurried down the walk. He stopped short at the gate. Beth and Joe were nowhere to be seen and the mules were half way down the street.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe.\u201d Adam muttered his lips tightening dangerously as he strode down the street after Clem and Clare. Fortunately, the gentle mules let him catch them easily, but he was fuming at Joe. He looked up and down the street, and finally caught sight of them around the back of Widow Hawkins. Beth was admiring the widow\u2019s peony bush, and Joe was admiring Beth.<\/p>\n
Irritated Adam led the mules back to the front of the boarding house, and stopped next to the front gate. Remembering Mrs. Hammburg\u2019s warning, he realized he wasn\u2019t going to be able to yell for his brother, nor leave the mules. Not sure what to do, he stood holding the mules his temper flaring. Joe had gotten them into this, now Adam was the one left taking care of it. It was so typical.<\/p>\n
\u201cAdam, why aren\u2019t you bringin\u2019 in the rest of the things?\u201d Widow Hawkins appeared at her door. \u201cI\u2019ve not got all day you know.\u201d She told him pertly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand, Widow Hawkins.\u201d He threw another desperate glance at the corner hoping to see Joe and Beth coming. Nothing. There was no other choice. \u201cBut I was wondering if you could help me, for a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201c \u2018elp you, now what do you mean?\u201d Clementine came down the walk toward him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, I was wondering.\u201d Adam hesitated, mentally calling his brother every name he could think of, but smiling a tight smile. \u201cI was wondering if you could stand with the mules for a moment, while I take the rest of your order in.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStand with the mules!\u201d Clementine looked at him as if he was daft. \u201cWhy don\u2019t you just tie them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell you see, Widow Hawkins, I can\u2019t tie them, they won\u2019t stand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s all right, Adam, I\u2019ll take them.\u201d He heard Joe\u2019s voice behind him; he turned to see Joe smiling his most charming smile at Widow Hawkins. \u201cGood morning, Widow Hawkins, beautiful morning isn\u2019t it?\u201d Joe touched the brim of his hat. \u201cDo you know Beth Lewis, Mrs. Hammburg\u2019s niece from Sacramento?\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam should not have been surprised at the easy way Joe had stepped in, charming Widow Hawkins, and seeming so unconcerned by the fact that he had forgotten what he was supposed to be doing. This wasn\u2019t the time to go into it with him, Adam knew so he merely gave him a look and held out the mules\u2019 reins to him. Joe took the reins and winked at him, then turned back to Clementine and Beth, while Adam quickly lugged the rest of the widow\u2019s order into the boarding house.<\/p>\n
Adam was unable to say anything when they were once again on their way, either, not with Beth sitting between them. He had to content himself with pointed glares at his brother, which Joe steadfastly ignored. Joe surprised him by getting down at the International Hotel and walking around the back to help him grab the produce for the hotel restaurant.<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry, about that Adam. Beth had heard about Widow Hawkins\u2019s peonies and wanted to see them. It won\u2019t happen again.\u201d He whispered under his breath, then handed Adam the basket of vegetables.<\/p>\n
Adam was only slightly mollified, but decided to let it go. \u201cAll right, just make sure it doesn\u2019t\u201d Quickly he deposited the basket inside the kitchen door and went back for the two other boxes, and the large basket of roses destined for the hotel. The delicate scent of the roses soothed him, and he buried his nose in them, drinking in their fragrance before passing them over with a dimpled smile to Heather Carr, the Hotel cook\u2019s assistant.<\/p>\n
Beth and Joe were again deep in conversation, but still where he left them when he returned. Adam was relieved to note they were almost half done with the deliveries. They had only Belmar\u2019s Caf\u00e9 and Cass\u2019s General Store to go in town before heading toward Gold Hill and the mansions lining the mountain.<\/p>\n
He stopped behind the Caf\u00e9 near the kitchen door and glanced at Joe, but refrained from reminding him about the mules, knowing it would only irritate his brother. Once again he lifted a heavy box out of the buckboard, feeling a pull in his shoulder muscles that would no doubt remind him tomorrow of the unusual duty they had done today.<\/p>\n
Mrs. Belmar met him at the door with a surprised smile on her face. \u201cWhy, Adam Cartwright, what a pleasant surprise.\u201d she said holding the door for him. She looked over at the wagon, noticing Little Joe and Beth, then back at Adam and the heavy box full of vegetables. \u201cWhere\u2019s Billy and Cole?\u201d She asked, following Adam into the kitchen and indicating a low table where he could place the box.<\/p>\n
Adam heaved a sigh of relief as he set the box down and turned to Mrs. Belmar. \u201cThey’re both down with the fever. Joe and I stopped by Widow Hammburg\u2019s to deliver a package for Pa, so we offered to do her deliveries for her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, how very kind of you, Adam.\u201d Mrs. Belmar commended him.<\/p>\n
\u201cThanks, I\u2019ve got a couple more boxes for you.\u201d He turned to see Beth and Joe entering the kitchen. \u201cJoe!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHold on, Adam, the mules are fine, I just wanted to introduce Beth to Mrs. Belmar.\u201d Joe assured him.<\/p>\n
Adam grit his teeth, shook his head at Joe, and rushed out the back, Joe right behind him. The mules were standing quietly where they had left them.<\/p>\n
\u201cSee, Adam, they didn\u2019t go anywhere. I was only going to be a second and I knew you were headed right back out. Widow Hammburg told Beth that Mrs. Belmar was the best cook in the territory and Beth\u2019s been wanting to meet her.\u201d Joe explained. He clapped Adam on the shoulder and grinned at him. \u201cOlder Brother, you really need to learn to relax.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam turned to face his younger brother. \u201cJoe, you\u2019re the one who volunteered for this little job. You\u2019re the one who insisted that Beth come along. You\u2019re the one who assured Mrs. Hammburg that it would be no trouble at all. Well, so far that\u2019s been true, for you at least, because ALL the trouble has been mine! I\u2019ve driven the buckboard, I\u2019ve carried in the boxes, I\u2019ve had to CATCH the mules after you couldn\u2019t even stay with them so they wouldn\u2019t wander off.\u201d Adam stopped to catch his breath than continued as calmly as his elevated pulse would allow. \u201cAnd you\u2019re telling ME to relax! Joe\u2026\u201d Adam stopped not sure of what else to say, when all he wanted to do was wring his little brother\u2019s neck. \u201cJoe\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, come on, Adam, it hasn\u2019t been that bad.\u201d Joe smiled the beguiling smile he\u2019d used on Adam since he was old enough to understand it value.<\/p>\n
Adam blew his breath out between his teeth. \u201cJoe, just stay with the mules, while I get the rest of Mrs. Belmar\u2019s order for her.\u201d He brushed past Joe without looking at him, grabbed the last box for Mrs. Belmar, and didn\u2019t move over for Beth who almost collided with him in the doorway. She leapt to the side quickly, and watched him wide-eyed as he surged past her with set face and narrowed eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs he okay?\u201d She asked Joe in a whisper as she moved in close to him, her face anxious.<\/p>\n
Joe shrugged. \u201cOh, sure, he\u2019s all right. It\u2019s just the way he is sometimes. But I think we\u2019d better stay with the wagon from now on.\u201d He helped Beth up then jumped up beside her.<\/p>\n
Adam didn\u2019t speak when he returned. He climbed to his seat, and set the mules forward at a trot. He knew he was overreacting, but couldn\u2019t seem to help himself. Something about this whole situation had gotten on his nerves, and having Joe and Beth beside him laughing and chatting, was only making it worse. He pulled the mules up in front of Cass\u2019s store and went through the same process he\u2019d already done what felt like a thousand times before already today. He now knew why he had never had any desire to be a delivery driver.<\/p>\n
He hopped down, and pulled a basket out of the back, decided it was pointless to speak to Joe, so merely trudged his way into Cass\u2019s store. Sally Cass was helping a customer, and he didn\u2019t see Mr. Cass so he set the box down on an empty table and went back out for the next load.<\/p>\n
Joe and Beth had gotten down from the wagon and were standing near Clare\u2019s head, talking quietly to one another. They didn\u2019t look up as he approached the wagon and Adam had that invisible feeling again. He muttered to himself as he grabbed the box of butter and cheese and hefted it over the edge of the buckboard, then turned and lugged the box into the store.<\/p>\n
Sally had finished with her customer and joined him as he set the second box beside the first.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi, Adam, how come you\u2019re delivering today?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s a long story, Sally, where do you want these?\u201d He knew he sounded gruff, but couldn\u2019t help himself.<\/p>\n
\u201cOver there, please.\u201d She said softly, pointing, Her eyes looked hurt and Adam sighed. Sally was a nice girl and he was sorry he\u2019d snapped at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry, Sally, I didn\u2019t mean to sound cross, it\u2019s just been a rough morning.\u201d He apologized, as he moved the boxes to where she\u2019d indicated.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s all right, Adam, I understand.\u201d She smiled. \u201cEveryone has bad days.\u201d<\/p>\n
He returned her smile with as much of one as he could manage, \u201cThanks, I\u2019ve got one more box for you, and then that should do it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFine, just put it there with the rest.\u201d<\/p>\n
He touched his hat to her and walked out the door. Just outside he stopped abruptly, his eyes narrowing as he watched the buckboard slowly pulling away from him down the street, the mules walking steadily forward with their ears twitching. Turning sharply he saw Joe and Beth a little way down the sidewalk speaking to Alice and Kathy Harper.<\/p>\n
In that moment Adam forgot he was supposed to be a calm, reasonable man, forgot he was standing in front of Cass\u2019s General Store in the middle of Virginia City, forgot Mrs. Hammburg\u2019s warning about Clem and Clare.<\/p>\n
\u201cJOE!\u201d Adam bellowed, in a voice that left no doubt that he was the son of Ben Cartwright. The sound turned heads all up and down the street. Joe and Beth spun around, and stared wide-eyed at him, and then their eyes opened wider as they looked past him. Seeing the look on their faces Adam turned. True to Widow Hammburg\u2019s word, Adam\u2019s bellow had sent the mules dashing down the street, scattering produce, milk, and roses as they went.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on, Adam, we\u2019ve got to catch them!\u201d Joe yelled, snagging Adam\u2019s arm as he rushed past. Both men dashed after the runaway mules, which were now well on their way down Union Street. They made the turn onto G Street and Adam\u2019s face scrunched as the buckboard tilted onto two wheels and he waited for it to overturn. It didn\u2019t and the mules continued their wild careening down G Street. The speed of the mules had sent them far to the side of the street, and the buckboard slid into the boardwalk, sending barrels and crates soaring, increasing the chaos and destruction left in the wake of the flying mules.<\/p>\n
Breathless Adam and Joe continued the chase, shouting and waving at those in the wagon\u2019s path. Praying that they moved in time. Adam knew if anyone was hurt from this disaster he would never forgive himself. Miraculously, the mules made it down G Street, leaving men and women, shaken but unscathed, behind them.<\/p>\n
Adam hoped the mules tired soon. He wasn\u2019t sure how much longer he could keep up the chase. He could hear Joe wheezing beside him, as they both tried to squeeze a little more speed from already rubbery legs. He heard Sheriff Coffee yell as they sped past the jail, but couldn\u2019t make out what he said, and didn\u2019t really care at the moment.<\/p>\n
Up ahead he saw the mules approaching the livery and the turn onto Washington. Adam slowed and closed his eyes as he anticipated the crash; he was sure the mules were going too fast to make the turn. But the crash didn\u2019t come as the mules suddenly made a mad dash left onto Washington. Adam stopped in relief, then he saw the buckboard tip onto two wheels once again, and he held his breath hoping. Only this time the speed was too great and he watched in horror as it swung wide and overturned. The momentum sent the whole mass – mules, buckboard and all – sliding with a crashing halt into the wide front windows of the Virginia City Bank.<\/p>\n
To Adam\u2019s ears the silence following the crash was horribly loud. He stood mesmerized by the confused tangle of mules, buckboard and bank. He felt Joe beside him, shaking his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, boy\u2026\u2026\u2026 Oh, boy, Adam, are we in for it now.\u201d his voice quavered. \u201cPa\u2019s gonna have our hide for sure.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam couldn\u2019t respond. He turned and looked around at the destruction surrounding him. Men and women were picking themselves up from the dirt where they had leapt out of the mule\u2019s path. Boardwalks and hitching posts all along the street were shattered where the buckboard had crashed into them. Produce lay scattered among the remains of the crates and boxes the mules had sent flying. Cheese, butter, and milk mingled together in large smears among the broken jars and crocks they had been stored in. But most poignant of all, to Adam\u2019s way of thinking, were the roses; Widow Hammburg\u2019s gorgeous roses that were strewn over everything, their velvety colors mocking the desolation over which they lay.<\/p>\n
*******<\/p>\n
Joe stopping in front of him brought Adam back to the present. He raised his eyebrows at him and waited expectantly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell?\u201d Joe asked again impatiently. \u201cWhat are we gonna tell Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know, Joe.\u201d Adam finally acknowledged, rubbing a hand across his face. The damages alone would set them back several thousand, not to mention the fines Sheriff Coffee was threatening them with. Thank goodness, the mules had been fine. A little scuffed up and a little jittery, but not seriously harmed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, well, we\u2019d better come up with something, because Pa\u2019s gonna be madder than a polecat with his tail in a trap when he finds out!\u201d Joe pointed out peevishly, his anxiety turning to frustration as his normally astute brother failed to come up with a way out of the mess.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t you think I know that?!\u201d Adam\u2019s own temper flared in the face of his brother\u2019s accusing tone. \u201cIt\u2019s not like it was entirely my fault you know! You were the one who suggested we help her!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, what was I supposed to do? Leave poor Widow Hammburg to take care of it all by herself?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnder the circumstances, that might have been best, yes! And if you did have to help, you should have left that niece of hers at home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t bring Beth into this, she had nothing to do with it!\u201d Joe warned.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019d better believe she had something to do with it. If you hadn\u2019t been so moonstruck over her, none of this would have happened!\u201d Adam retorted.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, well, well\u2026\u201d Joe couldn\u2019t think of a response knowing that Adam was at least partially right.<\/p>\n
The two brothers glared at each other for a moment. Then seeing the remorse in Joe\u2019s eyes, Adam sighed and lowered his own. \u201cNever mind, Joe. It was as much my fault as yours. I shouldn\u2019t have lost my temper.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe sat down next to his brother and cupped his chin in his hands. \u201cAnd I should have stayed with the wagon.\u201d They sat in silence a moment. \u201cSo what are we going to do?\u201d He asked, his voice once again apprehensive.<\/p>\n
Adam turned to him. \u201cThe only thing we can do. Tell Pa the truth and hope we\u2019re still in one piece when he\u2019s through with us.\u201d He said resignedly.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomehow that doesn\u2019t sound like a very good plan, Adam.\u201d Joe protested, straightening.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, if you\u2019ve got a better idea, I wouldn\u2019t mind hearing it.\u201d Adam countered.<\/p>\n
Joe sighed and shook his head. \u201cNo, you\u2019re right.\u201d He plopped his chin back onto his hands. The two men sat side by side, both in deep thought, both dreading the confrontation before them. Finally Joe spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cAdam?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHmm?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m really glad you\u2019re in this one with me this time.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam turned to his brother and gave him a lop-sided smile. \u201cUh, thanks, I think,\u201d he said amusedly.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, I mean it. Usually it\u2019s me and Hoss in hot water.\u201d Joe\u2019s voice was sincere. \u201cI don\u2019t know, somehow, it just doesn\u2019t seem as bad knowing you\u2019re going to get it, too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam looked into Joe\u2019s earnest green eyes and reached over and ruffled his brother\u2019s hair fondly. \u201cWell, I\u2019m glad it helps.\u201d He smiled at him and Joe grinned back.<\/p>\n
The sound of the door opening caused them both to turn, and then stand quickly as their father walked in. Ben\u2019s face was stern as he laid his hat on the credenza to the left of the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cBoys, is there something you need to tell me?\u201d He asked his voice deep and ominous.<\/p>\n
Joe looked at Adam and gulped. Adam looked at Ben and tried to smile, but the look in his father\u2019s eyes killed it before it had a chance to begin. Pursing his lips together, he took a deep breath then let it out slowly. \u201cWell, Pa, you see, it was like this\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
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Summary: It seemed simple enough. Deliver a package to Widow Hammburg on the way into Virginia City. Adam wasn’t sure how it had gone so wrong.