Chapter 1<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Despite it being time for the school bell to be rung at any second, the schoolyard was abuzz with activity, with several different groups of students engaged in various activities. The younger children were playing a game of Red Rover, Red Rover; while the older students were primarily clustered in two groups, boys on one side of the schoolyard, girls on the other side. Both of these two groups seemed to be scanning the horizon, as if looking for something or someone. Just at that moment, the school door opened and the teacher walked out onto the porch and signaled the pre-selected student to ring the bell. With one last look toward the road leading up to the school, the older students began to shuffle disinterestedly into the building. At the door, Miss Lambert was greeting the children as they entered the building. She too, seemed to be looking for someone; someone who was not there. Sighing, she started to turn to head into the building when she saw what she was looking for coming rapidly down the road. Breathing a sigh of relief, she stopped ringing the bell and waited.<\/p>\n
Little Joe Cartwright galloped into the schoolyard, dismayed to see no students gathered outside. He bit his lip and shrugged his shoulders; he was late again. Miss Lambert had cautioned him just yesterday that if he were late one more time this week, she was going to talk to his father. He quickly jumped off his pinto, tying her in the shade of a stand of trees near other horses. Despite being late, he took time to make sure Cochise had water and room for good grazing. Patting her on the side of the neck, he said \u201cWell Coch, I might as well go on in and get it over with. I will see you at noon.\u201d Patting her one last time, he headed for the steps of the school building. He didn\u2019t notice Miss Lambert standing there until he was right in front of her. He took a deep breath and braced himself, steeling himself for the lecture he knew he was about to get.<\/p>\n
Miss Lambert surprised him by saying, \u201cGood morning, Joseph. I am glad to see that you are right on time.\u201d Joe looked at her in astonishment, his eyes widened. Miss Lambert stared back into those green eyes and said, \u201cI called the others in a little bit early this morning, I am afraid\u201d, and winked at him. Quick to catch on, he smiled mischievously at her and replied, \u201cGood morning, Miss Lambert. I am glad I wasn\u2019t late again.\u201d Miss Lambert looked at him, her smile slightly diminished and said, \u201cDon\u2019t press your luck, Joseph. Now get inside and take your seat\u201d. As she said this, she steered him through the door. He stopped to hang his jacket up and put the lunch that Hop Sing had packed for him in the cubbyhole, then he sauntered in and took his seat, as if he had all day to get there.<\/p>\n
As he went in, Miss Lambert heard a chorus of greetings from the other students as he passed by them. Miss Lambert stood for just a moment in the anteroom of the schoolhouse, wondering if what she had just done was the right thing to do. Sighing, she told herself that it was all right to give Joseph Cartwright a little leniency now and then. Smiling ruefully, she realized that there would soon enough be another infraction that would need to be dealt with. \u201cI can\u2019t spend all my time trying to change the nature of one student\u2014especially one who really is bright, capable, and pleasant.\u201d Then she firmly closed the front door of the schoolhouse, entered the classroom and headed toward her seat to begin another day of lessons.<\/p>\n
The morning passed slowly for Joe Cartwright. He completed the assignment Miss Lambert had given his age group and while he waited restlessly for the teacher to return to his group or for lunch, his mind wandered to the most special place on earth\u2014the Ponderosa. He and his father and two brothers lived on the large ranch in Nevada territory. He had been born in the spacious ranch house where they still lived. The ranch covered 500,000 acres in all, with mountains, meadows, lakes, forests, and open range for the cattle they raised. The whole ranch was beautiful, especially now that it was spring.<\/p>\n
His most favorite place on the entire ranch was the spot on the shore of Lake Tahoe where his mother was buried. His mother had died nine years ago when he was five years old. He and his father often went together to the lakeside to sit and think. Joe was full of questions about his mother, but something kept him from asking too many questions about her of his father. He often went alone and sat there at the lakeside and tried to imagine how his life would have been different if his mother had not died. He knew that it would have been different, better. He had heard his father discussing her death with Adam or others and heard him say how much he needed \u201ca mother\u2019s touch\u201d, but he wasn\u2019t exactly sure what that meant. Sighing, he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, trying to picture his mother in his mind.<\/p>\n
Suddenly, he felt someone poke him in the back and he woke with a start. He jumped up immediately, wide-eyed, looking for the source of the threat he felt. Too late he realized that he had been sleeping in class again and the poke had come from his friend \u2018Bec, trying to wake him up. He quickly sat down, and gave \u2018Bec a thankful grin.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Joseph since you seem to be so rearing to get moving, why don\u2019t you come and demonstrate how to solve this problem.\u201d Miss Lambert said.<\/p>\n
Joe looked around, trying to think of an escape, but Miss Lambert walked over to him and handed him the chalk and gave him a gentle push on the shoulders, propelling him to the chalkboard. Joe was distressed to see the particular arithmetic problem Miss Lambert referred to. It was one of those new kinds of problems she had started teaching them when she got in a new shipment of books from her parents. It was something she called \u201cAlgebra\u201d and he hated it already. It had no practical purpose that he could see and besides, he correctly solved a problem and discovered what \u201cX\u201d was, but then he discovered that in the next problem, \u201cX\u201d would be some other number. Now she was coming up with problems with Xs, Ys, and Zs to solve. Joe sighed, and slumped his shoulders and walked slowly to the board at the speed at which someone facing a firing squad would demonstrate. He looked at the problem and felt a knot in his stomach initially.<\/p>\n
-2X + 2Y = 5<\/strong><\/p>\nSolve for Y<\/p>\n
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When he first reached the board, he felt overwhelmed by the problem. He muttered to himself, \u201cI bet Adam could solve the problem.\u201d He glanced over his shoulder, looking for help from some of his friends, but he realized that they didn\u2019t know how to solve the stupid problem either.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, do you remember what you have to do to clear a term?\u201d Miss Lambert prompted.<\/p>\n
At first this was not helpful either, but just as he was getting desperate, he remembered something about doing the \u201copposite operation to clear a term\u201d. He spoke hesitantly, \u201cDo the opposite operation?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCorrect, Joseph. Very good. Now how do you think you could clear the term to solve for Y?\u201d she again prompted.<\/p>\n
Buoyed by her praise, he looked at the problem again. Again hesitantly he said, \u201cSo I have to get rid of the 2?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cExcellent, Joseph. How can you do that?\u201d<\/p>\n
Again he looked at the problem, feeling more like a detective than a math student. After a few seconds, he thought he knew the answer. Out loud he said, \u201cAdd 2X?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExcellent, Joseph! But if you add 2X, what else do you have to do?\u201d She again prompted.<\/p>\n
Then he knew the answer, he replied triumphantly, \u201cAdd 2X, then divide by 2!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAgain, excellent, Joseph!\u201d Miss Lambert said. \u201cNow then, all\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
Just at that moment, the door of the schoolhouse opened. Miss Lambert looked up to see who was interrupting her class. She was surprised to see Renfro Carter, the Story County Superintendent of Schools and Granville Meadows, a member of the school board. Mr. Carter nodded and indicated that he needed to speak with her. Miss Lambert nodded and turned toward Joseph and said, \u201cExcellent job, Joseph. That will be all for now.\u201d She glanced at the small clock on her desk and decided that it was close enough to lunch to give them their lunch break now. \u201cClass dismissed for lunch.\u201d She announced. The children, excited to have a few minutes extra for lunch, jumped up and began to make their way to the door. Joe stopped at the desk behind his, where Rebecca Larson was putting away her books.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe Cartwright, how did you know how to solve that problem?\u201d she asked skeptically.<\/p>\n
\u201cBeats me, Bec\u201d he grinned at her. \u201cBeats me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, Joe, My Mama sent you a piece of chocolate cake, since you didn\u2019t get to come by after church for some yesterday.\u201d She told him mischievously. \u201cBut she said to tell you, that she ought not to do it, after that stunt you and Billy pulled.\u201d She was laughing by the time she got this out. Joe laughed and said, \u201cOh, Bec, you know your Mama thought it was funny too.\u201d \u201cWell perhaps she did, Joe, but from the looks on your Pa\u2019s face, he didn\u2019t think it was that funny.\u201d Joe sobered quickly, \u201cNo, Pa didn\u2019t seem to think it was too funny at first, but I heard him and Hoss talking about it later. By then he thought it was funny, too. \u2018Course he will never let on to me that he did.\u201d Joe said.<\/p>\n
Rebecca laughed and said, \u201cLittle Joe Cartwright, you are incorrigible!\u201d \u201cHey watch those big words, Bec, you never know, I am liable to look one of \u2018em up in the dictionary one day and find out what you have been calling me all this time.\u201d He said, giving her a gentle punch on her arm. Laughing, they grabbed their lunches and headed out to the shade of the trees to join the others for lunch. The incident Rebecca referred to had happened yesterday at church. There had been a brief meeting of the adults to discuss the selection for the new minister and they had dismissed the children so the adults could discuss the issue without worrying about keeping cranky children still and quiet. Little Joe had seen that as an opportunity to escape and he had gone outside with the rest. His father had started to make him stay, but knowing how fidgety he was, decided to let him go.<\/p>\n
When the adults finished their meeting, they came out and headed toward where they had left their wagons. But soon there was a confused crowd of adults and giggling children. No wagon was where the family had left it, instead some other wagon and team was waiting. In a short period of time, Joe had the idea and directed the other children to move the wagons around. There was general confusion as the adults looked all around the church to find the wagon and team belonging to them. When Ben Cartwright came out and saw the confusion, he immediately called out \u201cJoseph!\u201d Joe had gone and tried to look completely innocent, and he might have gotten away with it, but Billy looked too guilty and he confessed the whole thing. Ben Cartwright had made Joe and Billy go around and help each family locate their wagon and apologize. The whole episode didn\u2019t take more than 30 minutes, but his father had rescinded his earlier permission to lunch with the Larson\u2019s and then join the other children at the lake for swimming. Instead he had made Joe go home and stay inside all afternoon.<\/p>\n
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Chapter 2<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
When the older students had finished eating, they sat around under the trees talking. Joe and his friends were discussing their plans for the summer. Joe was telling them that this was going to be his last year at school if he could just figure out how to get his father to go along with it. He knew, as the rest of them did, that it was not going to be easy to convince Ben Cartwright to let his youngest son quit school, but he had let Hoss quit even before he was 14 so there was no reason he couldn\u2019t quit too. After several minutes of big talk about what he was going to tell his Pa, their conversation drifted to another favorite topic\u2014girls. Little Joe had recently realized that he didn\u2019t hate girls any more. In fact, he had decided he liked girls\u2014he liked them a lot. He had always had friends whom were girls, like Bec and Nancy Coffee, but now he was finding himself attracted to girls for more than just friendship. The other boys had started teasing him good-naturedly about how all the girls liked him. He smiled and pretended that he disagreed. But truthfully, he knew that he did have unusually good luck with girls; in fact, he had always gotten along well with females.<\/p>\n
Too soon, the bell rang again; signaling the end of the lunch break, and the students began to shuffle back into the school building. As they were headed back into the classroom, a scuffle broke out between some students in the rear of the group. One of the older boys was teasing one of the younger children. Joe and his friends stopped their discussion and watched. As the disagreement escalated, Joe went back and looked down at the younger child and said, \u201cJeffrey why don\u2019t you go on inside? I need to talk to Walter.\u201d As he said this, he firmly pushed the younger boy toward the school building and stared into the eyes of Walter, the school bully.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou stay out of this Cartwright.\u201d Walter said glaring back at Little Joe.<\/p>\n
\u201cWalter why don\u2019t you pick on someone your own size?\u201d Little Joe said, still staring at Walter.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe I will just pick on someone your size, Cartwright.\u201d Walter replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cBoys! Come inside right now.\u201d Miss Lambert called out to them, noticing the near confrontation in the making. \u201cRight now!\u201d she repeated more loudly and more sternly. Finally, Little Joe said, \u201cWe are coming Miss Lambert. We are all done here. Aren\u2019t we Wally?\u201d Walter grimaced at the use of Wally, a nickname he hated and everyone knew he hated. \u201cYes we are finished here for right now,\u00a0LITTLE Joe\u00a0<\/em><\/strong>he said, emphasizing the \u201cLittle\u201d. Joe\u2019s eyes locked with Walter\u2019s for a moment and for a tense moment, it appeared that nothing could prevent a fight. But Miss Lambert had walked up to the two boys and inserted herself between them. Firmly grasping Little Joe by the arm, she said, \u201cLet\u2019s get inside gentlemen. Right now.\u201d Little Joe glanced at Miss Lambert and said, \u201cYes, Ma\u2019am.\u201d Then he turned to Walter and said, \u201cAfter school, Walter.\u201d Miss Lambert at that moment, decided that Little Joe Cartwright would be staying in after school that day.<\/p>\nLessons progressed very slowly the rest of the afternoon. Miss Lambert caught Little Joe daydreaming again and before he could think of a way out of it, she told him he would stay after school and write an entire essay on what he was thinking when he should have been paying attention. He couldn\u2019t understand why she became so cross and didn\u2019t give him a chance to answer the question. He was daydreaming, but he still had heard enough to keep up with what was going on. Rebecca Larson had been watching the teacher watching Little Joe all afternoon and had been puzzled. When she caught him daydreaming and announced that he would have to stay after school, Rebecca immediately knew what Miss Lambert was up to, and she gave the teacher a big smile and a slight nod of her head. Miss Lambert smiled and winked at Rebecca and turned back to the rest of the class. Rebecca turned to see a sullen Joe Cartwright and chuckled softly to herself. Miss Lambert just saved him from a beating and he had no idea. \u201cMen!\u201d she thought to herself. \u201cWhat idiots.\u201d<\/p>\n
At the end of the day, Miss Lambert said she had an announcement to make and demanded their full attention. This was unusual, so everyone stopped collecting their papers and turned to listen to their teacher.<\/p>\n
\u201cTomorrow we will have a new student joining our class and I will expect you to be on your best behavior.\u201d She said. One of the older girls spoke up, \u201cIs it a boy or girl, Miss Lambert?\u201d There was a general concern among the girls that there were far more girls than boys in the Virginia City School. Miss Lambert smiled and said, \u201cWell it is a boy, Jennifer.\u201d Jennifer and several other girls smiled.<\/p>\n
Miss Lambert continued, \u201cHowever, this student is an unusual student and will not be familiar with all our customs and may initially have some difficulties with our language. I will expect you all to help him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs it one of them \u201ceye-talians\u201d Walter spoke up, setting off disruptive chortles among his peers.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Walter, he is not Italian.\u201d She said, pronouncing the word carefully and correctly.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt ain\u2019t one of them Chinks is it?\u201d he asked again with an angry voice.<\/p>\n
Little Joe spoke up before Miss Lambert could respond, saying angrily, \u201cThey are Chinese, Walter, not Chinks.\u201d He had turned around and was staring at Walter, his outrage obvious in the tensed muscles in his face and the hard stare on his face. Rebecca, watching this exchange thought that Joe Cartwright was very handsome when he was angry. She knew that his anger was fueled by his relationship with Hop Sing.<\/p>\n
\u201cWalter, if you say one more word, you will be sitting in the third grade seats in the morning.\u201d Miss Lambert said, watching the over-sized third grade boy. He knew that she meant it, since she had made him sit with the little kids on other occasions. He didn\u2019t say anything, but continued to stare at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow then, if I may please have your attention. The student who will be joining us tomorrow is from this area, but you do not know him. He is 14 years old and he is the son of the Chief of one of the smaller tribes of Piute Indians.\u201d Several students gasped and one student dropped a pencil. Miss Lambert raised her hand to silence the students and continued. \u201cHis name is Sharp Tongue. He attended school at the Mission school briefly before the school was forced to close when their teacher went back east.\u201d She glanced around to see the student\u2019s reactions. Their silence was unexpected, and she felt it was a worse sign than if they had been noisy. She knew that she had not gotten through to them, but she didn\u2019t really know what else to say. She was still shocked over the decision herself. \u201cThis is not going to be easy.\u201d She thought to herself. Outloud she said, \u201cClass dismissed.\u201d<\/p>\n
As the students began to rush out of the room, they recovered their voices and she could hear the shock and the disbelief in their conversations. She knew what would be the major topic of discussion at the student\u2019s homes that night. She turned and went back to her desk and sat down. The intensity of the reaction to the announcement had made her temporarily forget that she had required Joe Cartwright to remain. He was sitting at his desk, watching her. He spoke up softly, \u201cMiss Lambert, was this what Mr. Carter and Mr. Meadows were here about? \u201c<\/p>\n
She looked at him and half-smiled and said, \u201cYes, Joseph. They had already made the decision. It is up to me to make it work, however.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMiss Lambert, people around here won\u2019t like it. Don\u2019t they know that?\u201d He asked incredulously.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Joseph, they will just have to accept it. It is out of our hands.\u201d She said.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow then, Joseph, what were you day-dreaming about in my class earlier today?\u201d He blushed slightly and replied, \u201cI was just thinking about how pretty it is up by the shore of Lake Tahoe on spring days like today.\u201d He answered truthfully. \u201cBut Miss Lambert I was still listening, at least some.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI see, Joseph. So do you think when I am teaching that I only want you to listen to me \u201csome\u201d?\u201d she asked. As she was talking, she had moved in a circle around the room, looking out the windows on both sides and then she went to the front door of the school building to see if Walter or any of his friends were still hanging around. Seeing none, she walked back to stand by Joe\u2019s desk. \u201cAll right, Joseph, I am going to let you off easy this time, but I expect you to listen to me 100% when I am teaching you. Is that understood?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at her, almost afraid to believe that she was letting him off the hook for the second time in one day, but he was taking no chances. \u201cYes Miss Lambert, I understand.\u201d He replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right then Joseph, if you hurry straight home, you may be able to get there on time and not have to explain to your father why you are late again! You may go now, if you promise to go straight home.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe jumped up, grinned and said, \u201cI promise.\u201d And headed for the door, grabbing his hat and green jacket as he went by. She went to the door and watched him gather his horse and jump on the horse without putting his foot in the stirrups. \u201cSuch energy and enthusiasm\u2026and such heart.\u201d She thought. She watched him until it was clear that he was indeed heading straight for the Ponderosa. Then she turned back into the school building and began to get ready for tomorrow\u2019s lesson.<\/p>\n
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Chapter 3<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
All the way home, Little Joe was thinking about the news Miss Lambert had given them. He was excited about meeting a real Indian, especially one his own age. \u201cSharp Tongue\u201d he thought, \u201cwonder what that comes from?\u201d He wondered what he would look like and if he would be wearing Indian clothes. In his imagination he could see the Indian boy in full warpaint, with a long ceremonial headdress, buckskin loincloth, and carrying a knife, tomahawk, and bow and arrow. \u201cThat ought to make school more interesting.\u201d He thought. In his mind he could see the Indian boy at the chalkboard solving algebra problems in full Indian gear. His reverie made the trip home go much more quickly than usual and he reached home on time, despite the short delay after school. He still had no idea why Miss Lambert had reacted as she did, but not one to dwell on potential problems; he didn\u2019t try to figure it out much either.<\/p>\n
Hoss was in the barn when he went in to care for Cochise.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey half-pint, how was school today?\u201d Hoss asked, slapping him on the back, with considerable more force than he intended. Little Joe however, was used to Hoss\u2019 mannerisms and had braced himself to prevent being flung halfway across the barn. He grinned and said, \u201cFine, Hoss, fine.\u201d Hoss looked puzzled and said, \u201cI was sure you were gonna be late again today.\u201d Then he frowned slightly and said, \u201cLittle Joe, you didn\u2019t run that pony all the way to Virginia City, did you?\u201d Joe assumed his best insulted and offended look and said \u201cWhy heck no, Hoss. You know I wouldn\u2019t do that to Cochise.\u201d As he said this, he was unsaddling the pony and beginning to give her a rubdown. He carefully rubbed her down, then checked her feet for any rocks or stones, or any other problem. Finding none, he emptied out her water bucket and went and refilled it with clean water from the pump. He was very particular with Cochise, the pinto pony his Pa had given him for his twelfth birthday. He had loved pinto ponies from the very first time he had seen one on a cover of a book about horses. He still had the book and it was one of his treasured possessions. Hop Sing had put the book away, along with some other mementos of his childhood, in the cedar chest that had belonged to his mother.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey Hoss, guess who is coming to school tomorrow?\u201d he asked enthusiastically. Hoss had no idea who might be coming to school but he wanted to play along with his little brother, so he thought for a minute and said, \u201cSome new purty gal?\u201d Joe grinned and said, \u201cNot even close big brother.\u201d \u201cWell let me see then, if it ain\u2019t a gal and you are this excited, it must be someone important. Let me see who could it be?\u201d After another few seconds he said, \u201cI got it! Must be one of those wild west shows with the fancy shooting and ridin\u2019!\u201d Little Joe considered this for a second and said, \u201cNo that would be fun, though.\u201d He said finally, \u201cYou will never guess in a million years, Hoss! Do you give?\u201d \u201cWell yeah I guess so half-pint, \u2018cause you look like you are gonna bust a gut if you don\u2019t tell me soon.\u201d \u201cSharp Tongue\u201d Joe said excitedly.<\/p>\n
Hoss looked at him closely, trying to see if his little brother was pulling his leg again, but he could tell from his expression that he was serious. \u201cThe Piute Chief\u2019s son?\u201d he asked incredulously. \u201cYep.\u201d Joe affirmed, \u201cthe Piute Indian Chief\u2019s son. Not Winnemucca\u2019s son though, one of the other tribes. \u201cJoe, are you sure you ain\u2019t just makin\u2019 this up?\u201d Hoss asked, still not ready to accept this information. It was against the law for Indians to associate much with white folks, even if they wanted to, which most of \u2018em didn\u2019t. \u201cNo, Hoss Mr. Carter and Mr. Meadows came and talked to Miss Lambert. Guess what his name is Hoss? You\u2019d never guess\u2014his name is Sharp Tongue and he starts tomorrow. Do you reckon he will wear a headdress, Hoss?\u201d Joe continued talking excitedly to Hoss, asking and then answering his own questions faster than Hoss could respond. As he talked he and Hoss finished the chores, Hoss did most of the work, but he didn\u2019t mind because he enjoyed listening to his little brother. Joe was lively and entertaining, and kept things from ever becoming boring.<\/p>\n
When they were almost finished with the chores, Adam came in and Little Joe started all over with his news about Sharp Tongue. Hoss was amused because he noticed that the more Joe talked about it, the more animated and excited he became. \u201cReckon by the time Joe gets to tell Pa, he\u2019ll really be worked up into a right state.\u201d Hoss whispered to Adam when Joe had paused for a second to get his breath. Joe heard what Hoss said, but didn\u2019t pay it any attention as he resumed where he had left off telling Adam about the visitors coming into the room while he was doing algebra on the board. That proved to be the wrong way for Joe to start his tale because as soon as Joe mentioned algebra, Adam immediately became more interested in his algebra problem than he was with the news about the Indian.<\/p>\n
Adam put both hands on Joe\u2019s shoulders and stared directly into Joe\u2019s eyes to get his attention. Joe tried to continue talking, looking around at Hoss to see if he was listening, but Hoss was laughing out loud by this time. Finally when Adam made no response and continued to stare at him and hold on to his shoulders, Joe stopped speaking and said, \u201cWhat?\u201d with a surprised expression on his face. At this both Adam and Hoss burst out laughing and their laughter was joined by that of their father. All three Cartwright sons looked around to see Ben Cartwright entering the barn. Joe regained his voice first and started out by saying, \u201cPa guess who is coming to school tomorrow. You\u2019ll never guess\u2026\u201d Ben Cartwright interrupted his son\u2019s tale by teasingly grabbing his youngest son from behind and putting his hand over his mouth. Adam and Hoss were howling by this time, and Little Joe was still squirming trying to lose his father\u2019s grasp and continue talking.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph!\u201d Ben said loudly, finally managing to get his son\u2019s full attention. He slowly removed his hand from his son\u2019s mouth, but continued to hold onto him. He said, \u201cJoseph, I am anxious to hear what has got you so excited, but you have to slow down and get your breath before you pass out, Son. The news won\u2019t be any less exciting if we wait a few minutes \u2018til we get in to the dinner table before Hop Sing gets mad and throws it all away, will it?\u201d At this question, Hoss got a concerned look on his face and said, \u201cNow dadburn it little brother, there ain\u2019t nothin\u2019 that can\u2019t wait \u2018til dinner time is there?\u201d Little Joe looked at Hoss and said very seriously, \u201cShoot yeah, Hoss there is one thing that won\u2019t wait \u2018til dinner time.\u201d Puzzled, Hoss asked, \u201cWhat is so all-fired important that it can\u2019t wait \u2018til dinner time, Half-pint?\u201d \u201cYou!\u201d Little Joe replied, laughing. His laughter was joined by that of Adam\u2019s and Pa\u2019s initially, and then after a moment, by Hoss\u2019. \u201cWell come on in then, boys before we have a seriously mad Hop Sing to deal with\u201d Ben said, pulling Little Joe along with him and heading for the house.<\/p>\n
The conversation for the evening meal was primarily centered on the addition of the new student tomorrow. Little Joe was too excited to contain himself and his father and brothers were too indulgent to try to stop him anyway. Despite his proclivity for getting into trouble, the youngest Cartwright added joy and merriment to the house that his father and brothers cherished.<\/p>\n
Adam was able, with much effort to return the conversation to the subject of algebra and got the basic information out of Little Joe about the kinds of problems they were doing. Adam was pleasantly surprised that Miss Lambert had included algebra in the curriculum and was glad to hear that Little Joe seemed to have an inkling about it. \u201cJoe if you need any help, I\u2019ll be glad to help you\u201d he offered. Joe shrugged and tried to turn the talk back to the new student, but his father adeptly redirected his attention. \u201cJoseph, do you have any algebra homework tonight?\u201d he asked his son intently. \u201cYes sir\u201d Joe mumbled. \u201cExcuse me, Joseph, I didn\u2019t understand you.\u201d Ben said, which was his polite way of saying, \u201cStop mumbling, Joseph.\u201d \u201cYes sir.\u201d Joe repeated. By this time, they had finished their dinner and Hop Sing had begun to clear the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, Joseph, you go get your books and you can do your homework and Adam can supervise it,\u201d Ben said. \u201cBut Pa, can\u2019t Hoss and I play some checkers first?\u201d Joe asked, trying to weasel out of doing that homework, \u201csupervised by Adam\u201d. His father would not be deterred, however, and the look that he gave him made that quite clear. \u201cYes, sir\u201d Joe replied as if he were facing the firing squad. He trudged\u00a0ever<\/em>\u00a0so slowly up the stairs to fetch his books, causing the three older Cartwrights to laugh, though they did manage to stifle it until he was out of earshot. Joe returned after taking an inordinately long time to retrieve his books, after doing everything he could think of to post-pone the inevitable. \u201cI shoulda kept my mouth shut!\u201d he said to himself as he walked slowly back down the stairs.<\/p>\nAdam took Joe\u2019s book and looked at the assignments, \u201cOh, linear algebra! That will come in very useful if you decide to become an engineer, Joe.\u201d \u201cI ain\u2019t gonna become an engineer, Adam. I\u2019m a rancher and all I am gonna become is an older rancher! Linear algebra or any other kind of algebra ain\u2019t gonna help me.\u201d Joe said irritably, more for his father\u2019s benefit than for Adam\u2019s. No matter whose ears the barb was intended for, it fell on deaf ears, as everyone chose to ignore the comment entirely. For the next hour and a half, Joe worked on algebra, grumbling the entire time about Xs and Ys and quadrants. Finally, Adam was satisfied that Little Joe could do the problems and was satisfied with the accuracy of the ones he had completed for the assignment. \u201cAll right, Joe, is that all the homework you had?\u201d he asked. \u201cYeppers\u201d Joe said, snatching his books and closing them before Adam could decide to do more than he had to.<\/p>\n
After the homework, Hoss and Little Joe played several games of checkers, of which Little Joe won all but one. He was just fixing to set up for another game when his father interrupted and said, \u201cJoe, you\u2019d better get on up to bed now, Son.\u201d \u201cAh, Pa\u201d \u201cJoseph, would you just go to bed one night without an argument?\u201d Ben said with mild exasperation. Joe started to argue further, but then he paused for a second and said, \u201cJust one night, Pa? Does tonight count if I go now?\u201d Ben looked at him in surprise until he caught his eye and saw the twinkle and then he laughed and said, \u201cNo, Son, tonight wouldn\u2019t count. Perhaps you could try again tomorrow night. Now up to bed. I\u2019ll be up soon.\u201d \u201cOkay, Pa. Good night, Adam. Good night, Hoss. Night Pa.\u201d Joe said and turned and ran up the stairs. Ben opened his mouth to admonish him for running in the house, but thought better of it. Instead he looked at Hoss and Adam and shook his head, all three of them chuckling at the energy of the youngest.<\/p>\n
Shortly Ben and Adam and Hoss headed up to bed too. Ranching was a hard job that began early and they were an early to bed and early to rise family. With Ben and Adam and Hoss this was their natural inclination; Joe, however was the direct opposite in sleep and wake cycles, so it seemed that he and his father were always at odds over going to bed and getting up. Joe had taken after his mother, who also liked to stay up late and sleep later in the morning. Ben smiled as he thought of Marie; Joseph was so much like her. He knocked softly on his son\u2019s door and was not surprised to get no response. Joe was in perpetual motion when he was awake, but if he got still, he could be asleep in nothing flat. Marie used to call it the sleep of the innocent, but Little Joe was frequently far from innocent. Yet there was an innocence about him that all the practical jokes and devilment he got into couldn\u2019t destroy. Ben cherished that innocence.<\/p>\n
He opened the door and entered the room. Joe was asleep, lying on top of the covers, with his pajama bottoms on, without the shirt. Apparently sleep had overcome him sooner than he had anticipated. Ben thought about waking him to tell him to finish getting dressed, but decided it wasn\u2019t worth the effort. Instead he maneuvered him onto his side and then managed to get him under the covers. He pushed the hair off his forehead out of habit, smiled and whispered \u201cGood night, Joseph. Sweet dreams.\u201d And started to snuff out the lantern that was burning on his chest of drawers. Just as he was about to do that, he heard a voice coming somewhere about 2\/3 asleep say, \u201cLeave the light on Pa.\u201d Ben looked back at Joe, who for all appearances was sound asleep and said, \u201cAll right Son, I\u2019ll leave the lamp low.\u201d He adjusted the wick to turn the lamp down to the lowest flame possible and left it on. Later if he woke up for some other reason, he would come in and douse the light. If not, it would burn all night.<\/p>\n
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Chapter 4<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
\u201cJoe\u2014seph, Joe\u2014seph. Time to get up, Joseph\u201d. Little Joe heard the sound coming from somewhere far away, but he fought to block out the sound that was pulling him out of his dream. He snuggled down into his bed and pulled the covers over his head to block out the sound, without even knowing exactly what it was disturbing him. He was just settling back into a deeper sleep when suddenly, he was confronted with bright lights and louder, more insistent voices\u2014this time there were two of them. He opened his eyes to face the assault and when he saw what it was\u2014he yelled \u201cLeave me alone\u201d, but alas, that was not to be. Adam and Hoss Cartwright were standing, one at the foot of his bed and one at the top of his bed. The bright light had been caused by their pulling the covers off his bed. Quickly they each grabbed him, Hoss by the shoulders and Adam by the feet and began swinging him back and forth, telling him they were gonna throw him out the window if he didn\u2019t say \u201cUncle\u201d. Aggravated by being so rudely awakened, he was not finding this very amusing and was not inclined to cooperate with the teasing by his brothers, although he usually wouldn\u2019t have minded. \u201cSay uncle, Little Joe and we will put you down,\u201d Hoss said as he and Adam continued their swinging. Little Joe was getting dizzy and was just about to capitulate when he saw a shadow come to his door and instead he yelled \u201cPa!\u201d. Adam chuckled and said, \u201cNice try, Joe. Pa is in the barn though and he can\u2019t hear you. Now do you give in or do we swing you some more?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPUT YOUR BROTHER DOWN, SONS<\/strong>\u201d Ben Cartwright bellowed to be heard above the sounds of Joe\u2019s fussing and Adam and Hoss\u2019 laughter. Immediately, they unceremoniously dumped Joe on the bed. He sat up and for effect, grabbed hold of his head ostensibly to stop the reeling. In reality he was fine and was watching his brother\u2019s reactions to being caught out of the corner of his eye, enjoying it immensely. \u201cHuh, \u2018bout time they got caught instead of me\u201d he thought to himself. \u201cWell, Adam, Hoss if you are finished torturing your younger brother, here, Hop Sing has breakfast ready.\u201d Ben said, looking at them sternly. \u201cAh we was just funnin\u2019 him, Pa. We didn\u2019t hurt him. Did we Half-pint?\u201d Hoss asked, his blue eyes looking very remorseful. They all looked to Joe for confirmation. Joe had started putting on his shirt and when he looked up and they were all staring at him, he said, \u201cWHAT?\u201d Then realizing what Hoss had said, he rubbed his head one more time, to show that they had really done him a grievous injury, then grinned and said, \u201cNo Pa they were only funnin\u2019 me.\u201d And then he giggled and said, \u201cAdam I sure wish you could have seen the expression on your face when Pa told you to put me down.\u201d Adam shrugged and said, \u201cI wish I could have too, Joe.\u201d They all laughed and then the older Cartwrights left the youngest brother to dress. \u201cNow hurry up Little Joe, you have to eat breakfast and you have to hurry so you won\u2019t be late for school.\u201d He hesitated and then added, \u201cAgain.\u201d.<\/p>\nBreakfast was typical for the Cartwrights. Ben used breakfast as a time to keep up with everyone\u2019s activities for the day and to discuss any ranch activities that needed to be done. Although it was not intentional, Joe generally felt left out of the conversation, since he had to be in school and wouldn\u2019t be taking part in the daily activities. His father made an attempt to include him by asking about his school activities and reminding him of chores he had to do after school, but this only served to accentuate the fact that he had to go to school and was not considered to be able to help with the \u201creal\u201d running of the ranch. This frequently resulted in making Joe touchy; his family never figured out the cause. This morning was no exception.<\/p>\n
Little Joe had attempted to participate in the conversation about the ranch, but his father had brushed aside his remarks and asked Adam for his opinion regarding the issue under discussion. After several minutes when that topic had been decided, Little Joe broached the subject of the new horses they would soon be getting ready for sale to the army.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, I think we ought to keep that roan horse. He is built solid and is fast and strong. I think he would be good to keep. I\u2019d like to break him and train him as a backup for Cochise.\u201d Joe said. Ben looked at Joe momentarily, nodded, then turned to Adam and said, \u201cWhat do you think, Adam? Which one of the new horses do you think we should keep and which should we sell to the army?\u201d Adam responded and then Hoss contributed his opinions. Joe sat there, fuming, and began playing with his food. The longer the discussion went on between his father and his brothers, the madder he got. After a few minutes, he said, \u201cI have to go.\u201d And started to leave the table. Ben looked at him and said, \u201cJoe, you didn\u2019t eat your breakfast, you need to eat son.\u201d \u201cI ain\u2019t hungry, Pa. I have to go or I\u2019ll be late.\u201d He said irritably, rising from the table. Ben sighed and said, \u201cVery well, Joseph, but get your lunch from Hop Sing before you go.\u201d Joe said, \u201cyes, sir\u201d and headed into the kitchen where Hop Sing had his lunch waiting for him. His father called him back and said, \u201cJoseph, I didn\u2019t hear you tell me or your brothers good bye, son. You will not forget your manners, no matter how late you will be.\u201d Joe rolled his eyes, but managed to say \u201cGood bye\u201d with no emotion, so that everyone could tell it was not his idea to do so. As he left, Ben said, \u201cThat boy gets grouchier and grouchier every morning doesn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n
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Chapter 5<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Joe was fuming when he left the ranch. His father didn\u2019t even give him an answer. \u201cHe thinks I don\u2019t know anything \u2018bout horses. He always has to ask Adam or Hoss.\u201d He said out loud to Cochise. \u201cCochise you\u2019re the best horse on the whole Ponderosa and I trained you all by myself, but they still didn\u2019t even listen to me.\u201d He reached over and patted her on the side, as if to prove that she was the best. \u201cWe\u2019ll show \u2018em Coch. One of these days, we\u2019ll show \u2018em all.\u201d The long ride into Virginia City served a good purpose this morning, as he rode through the green meadows and past Lake Tahoe and the rushing streams, filled to overflowing with melted snow from high in the mountains, be couldn\u2019t hold on to his anger. It was impossible to ride through the peaceful, breath-takingly beautiful scenery and not be affected by it. He loved every square inch of the Ponderosa and by the time he reached the school he was no longer angry. His moods typically changed rapidly; his anger came in a flash and it departed just as suddenly.<\/p>\n
When he entered the schoolyard, he was relieved to see that the students were still relaxing outside, meaning he wasn\u2019t late again. He took his customary time tending to Cochise. Some of the other students teased him about how he treated that horse, and he had gotten into several fights over it at first, but by now it was commonly accepted. He knew that his horse was much more valuable than the other\u2019s horses and he knew that fueled part of the teasing. He had been so glad to get Cochise and loved her so much, that he would risk any amount of teasing to make sure that she was well cared-for.<\/p>\n
After settling Cochise for the day, Joe walked over to where the boys were talking to see what they were up to. He heard bits and snatches of a conversation about the \u201cinjun\u201d and how he would scalp the little ones if they weren\u2019t careful. Joe realized that Walter and his cronies were scaring the little kids for their amusement. He walked up to the crowd and said, \u201cHoward, Walter is just teasin\u2019 you. The Indian boy won\u2019t be here to scalp you. Besides, Howie, you don\u2019t have enough hair for a self-respecting Indian to fool with.\u201d He said, trying to reassure the young kids. As he talked, he glared at the bigger boy, remembering that they had unsettled business to attend to. Walter hadn\u2019t forgotten either and he said, \u201cBut you got lots of it Cartwright. Bet that injun would be able to trade for a lot of furs and skins for your scalp.\u201d At this several of the younger kids and several of the older girls gasped. Again the ringing of the school bell interrupted their skirmish. Joe let himself be pulled into the classroom by Billy and one of the other kids, but he kept his eyes on Walter. He vowed that he and Walter would settle this before long.<\/p>\n
Joe was disappointed to see that there was no new student in the classroom. \u201cHe probably changed his mind,\u201d he thought, figuring that was probably better in the long run. Still he would have liked to be able to meet an Indian his own age. He was caught by surprise when he heard his name being called out loud. He looked around, startled until he realized that it was just Miss Lambert calling the roll and he answered \u201chere\u201d in as deep a voice as he could. Just as roll call was completed, the sound of horses approached the building and shortly thereafter the door of the schoolhouse opened. Everyone turned around, expecting to see the Indian boy; but it was the school superintendent again. Then they noticed there was someone else standing just to the left of the door to the classroom.<\/p>\n
Mr. Carter motioned for Miss Lambert to join him, so she quickly asked Rebecca to lead the others in reciting the Preamble to the Constitution. Miss Lambert knew she could count on Rebecca to stay calm and in control of the situation. Rebecca stood and led the others in recitation of:<\/p>\n
We, the people of the United States, in order to form a more perfect union, establish justice, insure domestic tranquillity, provide for the common defense, promote the general welfare and secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution of the United States of America<\/strong>.<\/p>\nMost of the older students were turned trying to get a good look at the Indian boy, just out of sight to them. Miss Lambert and Mr. Carter conferred briefly, then Mr. Carter exited the building. Miss Lambert, waited until the students were through with the Preamble, then she walked to the center of the classroom and spoke quietly but firmly.<\/p>\n
\u201cClass our new student is here. As I told you yesterday, his name is Sharp Tongue and he is a Piute Indian. I know that you will make him welcome. Come Sharp Tongue. Joseph, you have no one sitting by you, would you please make room for Sharp Tongue?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe couldn\u2019t believe his good fortune and replied honestly, \u201cYes Ma\u2019am\u201d and promptly slid over on the two-person bench to make room. All eyes were turned waiting to see the Indian. The little children and most of the other students were frightened. They were all shocked at the boy when he finally came out of the foyer and into the classroom. They had certainly never expected him to look the way he did. Joe was very disappointed. Sharp Tongue was wearing blue denim waist overalls, a short sleeve white shirt, work boots, and the worst disappointment to Little Joe\u2014his hair was shorter than his own and he had on no headdress. Except for his features that looked like the Indians, he was dressed the same or better than most of the children in the room. No warpaint, no moccasins, no feathers; he didn\u2019t even have a knife. \u201cHeck\u201d Joe thought, \u201che don\u2019t look like much of an Indian to me\u201d.<\/p>\n
Sharp Tongue walked slowly into the room, truthfully he looked as frightened as the children did. He swallowed hard and walked to where the teacher had indicated for him to sit. When he approached the bench, he glanced at the boy sitting there, wondering what his reaction would be. Little Joe looked at him and smiled and said, \u201cHello, Sharp Tongue. I\u2019m Joe Cartwright. Nice to meet ya.\u201d Then sensing the Indian boy\u2019s discomfort, Joe turned his eyes back to the front of the room where the teacher had gone. Joe knew that most of the other students were still staring at him, but he hoped he wouldn\u2019t notice. He figured if he didn\u2019t notice and didn\u2019t react, the other kids would get bored and forget about him.<\/p>\n
Miss Lambert apparently had the same thought because she relentlessly started into the day\u2019s lessons, without another glance at the new student. Joe had a hard time paying attention to the lesson, even harder than usual. He was glad that they weren\u2019t doing that dumb algebra again this morning. If Miss Lambert had called upon him to solve a problem, he would have been unable to think it through. It was hard enough when he was trying to pay attention, which was not that often anyway.<\/p>\n
Joe would never be described as a scholar; yet he made average or better grades. He expended the least amount of effort toward his schoolwork that he could get away with. He never did any additional study, he waited until the last minute to do any outside assignments and did them in as little time that he could, never asked for help, and never did any homework assignment more than once. Frequently Miss Lambert would ask for the first draft of any paper and make suggestions for improvement. Joe\u2019s final paper was almost always exactly like the first one. Yet he made B\u2019s and Cs on his report card. Adam, of course always made As and he spent a lot of time on his schoolwork; but Hoss had struggled to make D\u2019s and C\u2019s. Little Joe couldn\u2019t understand why his teachers and Pa and Adam were always on his case about working harder.<\/p>\n
At the first break in the long morning\u2019s lessons, Joe smiled at Sharp Tongue and said, \u201cIt is probably boring to you, being in a class room all morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI have been going to school at the Mission; white man\u2019s education is very different from my people\u2019s, but some of it is interesting.\u201d Sharp Tongue said in very good English.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell it may not be boring to you, Sharp Tongue, but wait\u2019ll we get to that doggone algebra. Then you will see what boredom really is.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sharp Tongue looked at him and said, \u201cWhat is this algebra?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe grinned and said, \u201cYou don\u2019t want to know, trust me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe was a little surprised at the reaction of the class. This was just a quick break time that Miss Lambert called a \u201cstretch break\u201d, but was really planned so the younger kids could visit the outhouse. Generally during this time, several people would come over to Joe\u2019s desk to talk and kid around. Today, no one had come over, not even \u2018Bec or Billy or Steve. He had heard loud boastful talk from the back of the room from Walter and his buddies, but Joe chose to ignore it until he was at a place and time he could do something to shut Walter up.<\/p>\n
Before their conversation went any further, Miss Lambert was calling class back to order. This time her attention was on the student\u2019s who were Joe\u2019s age. They started off with history with a quiz on The War of the Roses. Joe groaned when Miss Lambert started passing out the test papers. Taking tests was such a waste of time. Who cared about the silly old Roses anyway he thought. Joe groaned louder when he read the quiz questions and saw how many there were. The quiz:<\/p>\n
\n- Which King was not involved in the Wars of the Roses?
\n<\/strong>a. King Richard II
\nb.\u00a0King Edward IV
\nc.\u00a0King Henry IV
\nd.\u00a0King Henry VI<\/li>\n- Who was the famed \u201cCaptain of\u00a0Calais\u201d during this tumultuous period?
\n<\/strong>a.Richard Neville
\nb.Henry Tudor
\nc. George, Duke of Clarence
\nd. Robin of Redesdale<\/li>\n- The battle in which King Richard was killed was\u2026.
\n<\/strong>a. Barnet
\nb.\u00a0Bosworth field
\nc.\u00a0Wakefield
\nd.\u00a0St Albans<\/li>\n- The families fighting for Royal succession in the Wars of the Roses were<\/strong>\u2026
\na. the Stuarts
\nb.\u00a0the Plantagenet\u2019s
\nc.\u00a0the Hanovers
\nd.\u00a0the Windsors<\/li>\n- Many historians believe the Wars began from a private quarrel between\u2026
\n<\/strong>a. the Percys and the Tudors
\nb.\u00a0the Cliffords and the Pastons
\nc.\u00a0the Stoners and the Mortimors
\nd.\u00a0the Percys and the Nevilles<\/li>\n- The Kingmaker and his King fell out due to\u2026
\n<\/strong>a. different foreign policy desires
\nb.\u00a0an unliked marriage of the King\u2019s
\nc.\u00a0the King not allowing the Kingmaker\u2019s daughters to marry Clarence or Gloucester
\nd.\u00a0All of the above<\/li>\n- Shakespeare called whom a \u201cproud setter up and puller down of kings<\/strong>\u201c?
\na. George, Duke of Clarence
\nb.\u00a0Lord Hastings
\nc.\u00a0Richard, Earl of Warwick
\nd.\u00a0Richard, Earl of Salisbury<\/li>\n- The battle of Teweksbury effectively<\/strong>\u2026
\na.ended the Lancastrian chances for power.
\nb.ended the Tudor chances for power.
\nc.\u00a0gave the throne to Henry VIII.
\nd.\u00a0ended the power of the Kingmaker.<\/li>\n- The battle of Towton was\u2026
\n<\/strong>a Lancastrian victory
\nb.\u00a0a victory for Queen Margaret
\nc.\u00a0relatively unimportant as a minor skirmish
\nd.\u00a0the bloodiest battle on English soil<\/li>\n- The Wars of the Roses were<\/strong>\u2026
\na. Devastating to the lower classes, whose lives were upended
\nb.of little historical importance to the growth of Britain
\nc.\u00a0of no contemporary importance outside of England
\nd.\u00a0a thirty year war of which actual campaigning lasted less than two years<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n <\/p>\n
Luckily for Joe, he remembered enough of what Miss Lambert had made him read out loud to the class to remember seven of the questions. That left three he didn\u2019t know\u2014those were from material that was a homework reading assignment and Joe of course, hadn\u2019t read it. So for the three remaining questions, he figured out one of them from the information that he had read, although it wasn\u2019t stated implicitly, he was able to infer the correct answer. That left two questions that he had absolutely NO idea and he was tired of concentrating, so he guessed the answers to those. As luck would have it, he got one of those correct and one wrong\u2014giving him a score of 90%\u2014much better than usual.<\/p>\n
As the students took the quiz, Miss Lambert spoke with Sharp Tongue trying to assess his level of prior education and was well pleased. Although he was not as far along as she would have liked, given his age, he was much further along than she had hoped. She thought to herself that perhaps this wasn\u2019t going to be as hard as she expected. As the students finished their quizzes and turned them in, Miss Lambert realized it was lunchtime. It dawned on her that she had not reminded Mr. Carter that Sharp Tongue would need a lunch and she wasn\u2019t sure if he had one or not. She announced lunch and during the noise as the other children started out to retrieve their lunches and started talking and laughing loudly, she went over to Sharp Tongue and asked if he had brought a lunch. \u201cNo, Miss Lambert, at the mission school, we ate with the fathers. But it is no cause to worry. Sharp Tongue will eat after school.\u201d Miss Lambert was about to offer to share her sandwich when Little Joe spoke up. \u201cMiss Lambert, Hop Sing always packs as much lunch for me as he did for Hoss. Sharp Tongue can share my lunch.\u201d Miss Lambert grinned at the reference to Hoss, he had left the school much earlier, but he had been a big eater and she remembered the size of his lunches. \u201cWhy thank you Joseph, that would be wonderful.\u201d With the problem settled, she said, \u201cAll right you two get on out of here and eat. I need some time away from you!\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe stood up, stretched lazily and said, \u201cCome on Sharp Tongue, I will introduce you to some of my friends and we can go eat.\u201d Joe led Sharp Tongue out of the building, after grabbing the more than ample lunch Hop Sing had sent. Sharp Tongue\u2019s eyes widened when he saw the bag.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is this \u201cHoss\u201d you talk of?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe laughed and said \u201cThat is my big brother, who has a horse\u2019s appetite, as well as a horse\u2019s name.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI have to go check on my horse before I eat, you can go ahead and start if you want\u201d Joe said, attempting to hand the bagged lunch to Sharp Tongue.<\/p>\n
\u201cI must also check on my horse\u201d Sharp Tongue said.<\/p>\n
The two boys went over to the shade and found that they had tied their horses next to each other. They both laughed as they realized the coincidence\u2014Joe\u2019s horse was a black and white pinto; Sharp Tongue\u2019s was a brown and white pinto. They were both fine looking animals and they both tended to them and patted them fondly. They spent a few more minutes going over the other\u2019s horse in detail, checking to make sure that their horse was indeed the best. After checking, they were both reassured that, indeed, their horse was the best.<\/p>\n
After satisfying themselves that their horses were fine, they decided to sit down where they were and eat. They sat and ate. Initially their talk was confined to horses and lunch, but as the hour passed, they talked of other things about their life. The beginning bonds of friendship was forming already and both of them could tell it, and though Sharp Tongue was wary, they were both also excited about it.<\/p>\n
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Chapter 6<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
When they finished eating there was still food left over from the lunch and Joe threw it onto the ground in the edge of the woods. Sharp Tongue eyed him, surprised to see such a waste of food.<\/p>\n
Joe noted his look and said, \u201cWhat are you looking at me like that for?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn my village, food is sometimes scarce, to throw away so much food seems wrong.\u201d Sharp Tongue replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes your village need food now, Sharp Tongue?\u201d Joe asked, alarmed.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, in the springtime there is much food, it is just in the winters when food is scarce\u2014at least until the white man kill all the buffalo and the deer and the elk. Then there will be much hunger all the time.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe considered this for a minute and then said; \u201cSharp Tongue I know that the white man is destroying the Indian hunting grounds. It is wrong. My Pa says so, too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhite man does not care what happens to Indians, Joseph Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy Pa does too care, Sharp Tongue. My Pa is a good man, why he\u2026\u201d Joe\u2019s speech was interrupted by Sharp Tongue saying, \u201c Your Pa is \u201cgreat Ben Cartwright\u201d. I know our village knows of him and some call him friend. But if he really cared, Joseph Cartwright, he would fight to stop the white men who break their own treaties, steal our land, and kill the buffalo for sport or for hides.\u201d<\/p>\n
Both boys were becoming very intense with the conversation and it may have escalated but just then the bell rang and Little Joe saw that all the other children were already entering the building. He thought it odd that none of his friends had come over to see him. He muttered, \u201cWe better go, Sharp Tongue so we won\u2019t be in trouble for being late.\u201d The two boys started back toward the schoolhouse.<\/p>\n
When they were about halfway down the hill, Sharp Tongue looked at Joe and risked saying, \u201cStill, why do you not take food home? Save for later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSharp Tongue if I took home the food I didn\u2019t eat, then Hop Sing\u2019s feelings would be hurt and my Pa would think I wasn\u2019t eating enough\u2014and anyway you look at it\u2014I\u2019d be in trouble. It is for my own sake that I throw it out. Besides, see right over there beside that big rock? See there where that green bush is? Well behind that bush is a cave\u2014nobody at school knows about it but me. My brother Hoss and I went in there one day\u2014to get away from school. And in that cave lives a fox and that fox comes out after we leave and eats that food. So it ain\u2019t really wasted.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you and your brother, Hoss go there now?\u201d Sharp Tongue asked, thinking that he would like to see the cave himself. One that was so well hidden that all these children did not find it. He was especially interested in caves and even he hadn\u2019t noticed it.<\/p>\n
Joe laughed, \u201cNo, I don\u2019t think Hoss could get into that cave anymore. I can though.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you take me there one day?\u201d Sharp Tongue asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cSure. We would have to do it when school was out though. I don\u2019t want no one else to know about it. You never know when I may need a good hideout place.\u201d Joe grinned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is good, Joseph Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know, about the only time I hear that name is when I am in school, at church, or in trouble. You are making me nervous calling me Joseph Cartwright all the time. How about if you just call me Joe?\u201d Joe asked him.<\/p>\n
That is a bargain. But I do not have this shortened name that white people have. I do not know what you can call me, Jos\u2014uh, Joe.\u201d Sharp Tongue said.<\/p>\n
Joe looked at him seriously, then grinned and said, \u201cit is kinda hard to think up a nickname for Sharp Tongue\u201d he agreed. \u201cWhy do they call you Sharp Tongue anyway?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I speak the truth and sometimes people do not want to hear the truth.\u201d He said simply.<\/p>\n
\u201cHmm. I guess that would never be used for me.\u201d Joe grinned.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet me see. I know. How about if I call you ST, like the first letters in your name?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sharp Tongue looked at him and as they walked into the building, he nodded his head and said, \u201cST, it will be, Joe, but only to you. To all others it will be Sharp Tongue.\u201d He held out his hand and Joe shook it, just as walked to their seats and sat down. Many of the other students were watching the two with widened eyes, shocked at the sight of Little Joe Cartwright shaking hands with a heathen.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 7<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
The rest of the afternoon classes passed fairly quietly. Miss Lambert had graded the history tests during lunch and she complimented Joe on his grade. He accepted the compliment gracefully, without telling her how he had achieved such an outstanding score. He had learned a long time ago that sometimes the truth was better left unsaid. Not that he would outright lie, but he had learned that sometimes you could avoid telling some things just by strictly answering the question asked. Finally when the agonizingly slow lessons were over, Miss Lambert dismissed the class.<\/p>\n
Joe immediately threw all his books in his desk and said \u201cCome on S.T. I\u2019ll introduce you to my friends.\u201d<\/p>\n
S.T. closed his desk and followed Joe out of the schoolhouse. Joe was again surprised that none of his regular friends came over to him. He turned and saw Rebecca watching him. He pulled S.T. along and said, \u201cBec, this is Sharp Tongue. Sharp Tongue this is Bec. She is great\u2014she can run almost as fast as me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bec smiled at Joe and Sharp Tongue and said, \u201cIt is nice to meet you Sharp Tongue. I hope you will enjoy coming to school here. And just for your information\u2014I can beat Joe Cartwright running any day of the week and twice on Sunday!\u201d The three laughed at this.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, Bec\u2019, do you want to go riding with us?\u201d Joe asked.<\/p>\n
Bec smiled sadly and said, \u201cOh, Joe I can\u2019t. My Pa said I had to come home and help my Ma today.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell maybe tomorrow then\u201d Joe said. \u201cSee ya, Bec.\u201d He and Sharp Tongue headed out the door. Joe was confused when they came outside; none of his friends were there. But Walter and his friends were there, waiting.<\/p>\n
\u201cUh oh\u201d Joe said out loud. \u201cThis may be the time for that fight that Walter\u2019s got coming.\u201d<\/p>\n
However just at that time, Mr. Carter the county school superintendent rode up, along with Mr. Meadows.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello, Sharp Tongue. We have to go near your village and thought you might ride with us to show us the way?\u201d Sharp Tongue was hesitant at first, he had been looking forward to riding with Joe Cartwright and racing his horse against the black and white pinto. But his father trusted this man so he felt it would be dishonorable for him not to assist him. He turned to Joe and said, \u201cTomorrow we race our pintos and you will see how fast a real Indian pony can run.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, that pony of yours can run all right, if she doesn\u2019t mind the dust from Cochise and me. I\u2019ll see you tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
After Sharp Tongue and the two men had ridden off, Joe Cartwright turned to face Walter and his two sidekicks. Walter was much older and bigger than Joe was. Walter only attended from 2 to 3 months of school per year because he was needed to help out at home. His father didn\u2019t believe in education but his mother did, so she made him come when he wasn\u2019t needed on the ranch. Unfortunately Walter was not a particularly bright student and couldn\u2019t make up the work he missed, so he invariably failed time after time. He was now close to 17 years old but was technically only a third-grader. His Ma had promised him that he didn\u2019t have to come any more after this year, but she wanted him to finish this year so he would have at least finished the third grade work. She had little understanding of the school system and did not realize just how embarrassing it was for Walter to be doing third grade work.<\/p>\n
His two friends were in about the same situation, though they were not as far behind as Walter, nor were they as strong and big. He used them for support and they hung out with him because it made them feel important. They got their fun by harassing the other kids, stealing lunches, lunch money, stealing and breaking toys or other possessions, and teasing the other children. Joe and Walter had been involved in several fights, but usually Joe\u2019s friends were around to at least keep it from being so unfair. The last fight they had gotten into had been because of some mean rumors that Walter was spreading about one of the older girls in the school. Joe had walked up on Walter and his bunch when they were attempting to blackmail her, telling her that it didn\u2019t matter what the truth was\u2014by the time they finished telling everybody their story, no one would believe her. Joe immediately challenged Walter and the two fought furiously, but Joe, despite being much smaller, was quicker and smarter. Joe won that fight, but in that fight his friends had been there to prevent Walter\u2019s pals from interfering. Joe had not gotten into too much hot water over that, because his friends were there to back him up and tell what Walter was doing. Still his father had been angry that his temper got the best of him and that he didn\u2019t try to resolve the issue peacefully.<\/p>\n
Joe looked around and saw that Walter and his friends were waiting for him. He considered his options; or rather he tried to, but quickly decided that he had no options. With Sharp Tongue gone, Miss Lambert either gone home or busy in the school and none of his friends in sight\u2014he didn\u2019t see many options.<\/p>\n
He thought to himself, \u201cWell Pa, the only peaceful solutions I can see is running and I ain\u2019t about to run from Walter!\u201d<\/p>\n
Thus, he started walking unhurriedly, but directly over to Walter and his friends, knowing he was in for a rough fight and then on top of that, probably a lecture or worse from his father for fighting. \u201cOh well some things a man can\u2019t control\u201d he told himself. When he reached Walter, he stopped just a couple of feet away and looked him directly in the eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou waiting for me, Wally?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
Before he got the words out of his mouth good, Walter ran at him. Joe, anticipating this, dodged Walter\u2019s punch and slammed into him with his full force, knocking Wally off balance and making him fall to the ground with a thud. Before he could get up, Joe landed on top of him, punching and pounding him with his fists. Joe had clearly surprised Walter and his size was serving as more of a disadvantage against Joe\u2019s quickness and strength. The two wrestled, exchanged punches, and struggled against each other for a few minutes, with no reaction from Walter\u2019s buddies. Finally when it looked like Little Joe was going to get the best of the bully, Walter caught the eyes of one of the other boys and gave motioned for some help. Immediately both boys grabbed Joe\u2019s arms and pulled him off Walter and despite his struggling, the two of them were stronger than he was. And of course since they hadn\u2019t been fighting they had plenty of breath left, Joe didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
They held the struggling Joe upright, his arms behind them while Walter slowly got up, brushed himself off and then walked up to Little Joe. With no warning, Walter punched him as hard as he could in the midsection, taking Joe\u2019s breath away. Walter landed a few more strategic punches while Joe was unable to recover his breath. When he was satisfied that Joe was unable to defend himself further, he signaled the others to release him. As they turned Joe loose, he fell to the ground, lying on his side, looking up at Walter. The three boys then circled around him and said \u201cCartwright this is just a warning. We ain\u2019t having no injuns or no injun-lovers in this school. This is what your new best-friend is going to get tomorrow and every day until he gets outta here and goes back to that reservation he come from. If you are smart you will stay away from \u2018im. If you ain\u2019t smart yore beating is gonna get worse everyday. This was nothin\u2019. You ain\u2019t seen nothin\u2019 yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
Walter kneeled down close to Joe\u2019s head and grabbed hold of his hair and pulled it tightly to the back, so that Joe was looking him eye-to-eye. \u201cDo you understand what I am saying, rich kid?\u201d Joe at first said nothing, just glared at Walter. Walter pulled his head tighter and said, \u201cI said do you understand, boy?\u201d Joe looked at Walter and with every bit of strength he had in him he said, \u201cGet outta my face, Wally.\u201d Walter, enraged, pulled his right arm as far back as he could and landed a blow directly on Joe\u2019s face, causing his head to snap back. He then released his hold on Joe\u2019s hair and let him fall, unconscious to the dirt. Summoning his pals, they ambled off toward the seedy part of Virginia City to see who else they could find to bully, laughing and talking like they had just come from the church social.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 8<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Joe slowly regained consciousness and found himself lying in the same place, on the dusty schoolyard. He sat up slowly, becoming dizzy and feeling nauseated as he sat up. He sat there, leaning back against a rock that he apparently had hit his head on when he fell. He sat for a few minutes, dazed trying to remember what had happened to him. The last thing he remembered was talking to Sharp Tongue and seeing Mr. Carter and Mr. Meadows ride up and talk to Sharp Tongue. He couldn\u2019t remember exactly what had happened between then and the next thing he remembered was fighting with Walter. He couldn\u2019t remember what had precipitated the fight. Although he didn\u2019t know this, the blow to the head had caused a temporary loss of memory of the events immediately prior to the blow. As he contemplated what had happened, he remembered that he and Walter had proposed a fight a couple of days ago and he figured either he or Walter must have decided to do it today. He was a little surprised because Walter and he were always talking about fighting.<\/p>\n
As his head cleared and the dizziness decreased, he looked at the sun and realized he was late getting home. Late already, with a long ride ahead of him. He forced himself to stand up, though the motion caused his head to reel and he felt extremely dizzy. He made it over to Cochise and checked her cinch and loosened her reins. Before he mounted the horse he took down the canteen and took a small drink, then splashed the remainder over his head and face to try to clear his brain. Feeling a little better he put his left foot in the stirrup and climbed aboard his horse. Cochise turned her head to look at him out of the corner of her eye to make sure it was her boy on him because of the ordinary way in which he mounted up. She had come to expect a fast, gentle, even plop into the saddle with no pull on the left stirrups, rather than a longer strained pull on the stirrups and reins, followed by a slower distribution of weight into the saddle. (Ok this was just for fun!)<\/p>\n
Joe rode as fast as he dared to on the way home, but he was still feeling dizzy enough that he couldn\u2019t run Cochise to make up any lost time. He was more concerned about what his father was going to say than the way he felt. He wished his father were away on a business trip or something. But he knew that even if he were, Adam would just assume his place and he would still get the interrogation. However, usually Adam could be counted on to not tell his father about things. But all that was futile thought, because as he rode into the yard he saw his father\u2019s horse being led into the barn by one of the hands. Joe shrugged his shoulders and rode Cochise directly into the barn, hoping to at least have a few minutes to try to get his wits about him before facing his father.<\/p>\n
When Joe walked into the barn he immediately got off Cochise, jumping off the way he normally did. He wished he hadn\u2019t as the movement sent new pains through his side and his head. He moved as quickly as he could so that Cochise was between him and the other worker. He began to unsaddle Cochise and carefully curried her, fed her, and got her fresh water and left her in her stall. He then went to see if his evening chores had been done and found that they had. That could be good or it could be bad, depending upon who had done the chores. If Hoss had done them, it would be a good thing. Hoss often did his chores for him and never got testy about it or tried to make him feel guilty. Adam was unpredictable. He might do the chores and not tell Pa, he might do them but tell Pa Joe didn\u2019t do them, or he might not do them and tell Pa that Joe didn\u2019t do them.<\/p>\n
He wanted to get up to his room without being detected to get cleaned up before he had to see anyone. He was hoping he would be able to get to his room without being seen. After finding that his chores had all been done, he decided to sneak up the outside stairway to go to his room rather than go through the main door. When he decided what he was going to do, he started to move quickly to the barn door. Unfortunately his attempts at rapid movement were too much for his head and the dizziness escalated. Feeling woozy, he grabbed for Cochise\u2019s stall to keep from falling. He hadn\u2019t seen his father coming toward the barn, with the intention of finding out the reason for his late arrival home. Reaching the doorway at the same time Joe attempted to move and became dizzy, Ben immediately ran for Joe. Ben took hold of him at the same time as Joe reached for the stall. Had his father not been there, Joe would have collapsed on the barn floor; instead he collapsed into his father\u2019s arms. He saw the look of concern on his father\u2019s face, even as he lost consciousness again and became limp. His father easily grabbed hold of him and with one arm under the knees and one under the back, headed into the house, calling for Hop Sing as he moved.<\/p>\n
\u201cHop Sing. Hoss! Adam!\u201d he cried as he pushed open the huge oak and pine door to the massive family room of the Ponderosa. As he did so he was met at the door by Hoss and Adam with Hop Sing close behind.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe! what happened, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHere Pa, lay him on the couch\u201d Adam said gently pushing Hoss aside.<\/p>\n
Ben laid him carefully on the table and Hop Sing immediately took off for hot water and clean bandages.<\/p>\n
\u201cHoss, get me a little brandy. Let\u2019s see if that will revive him some.\u201d The look of consternation on Ben\u2019s face showed his deep concern for his youngest son.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, do you want me to go get Paul?\u201d Adam asked, looking at his brother\u2019s badly bruised face.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Adam, we probably better. Paul always says if he\u2014or anyone, loses consciousness that we should.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right Pa, I will be right back.\u201d He hurried out the front door heading to the barn to ready his horse for the ride to Virginia City. He saw Hank one of the hands leading a horse out of the barn. \u201cHank, is that horse fresh?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, Adam, he hadn\u2019t been ridden in a few days and I was just gonna give \u2018er a workout.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll do it then. I need to go get the Doc from Virginia City. Looks like Little Joe has been in another fight.\u201d He said rolling his eyes.<\/p>\n
Hank stood watching the oldest Cartwright ride out, thinking that he would make a point to ask his niece who attended school with Little Joe what had happened. He knew that it was a bone of contention to Mr. Cartwright that the hands seemed to know a lot of details about their family business, but he had no idea where it came from. Hank chuckled because the source was his niece who had had a crush on Little Joe Cartwright since the first day she laid eyes on him. She made it a point to know everything about him and his family and when there was something going on with Joe\u2014-he could usually get an insight to the cause by talking with Sally. Then he would make offhand comments to Mr. Cartwright to try to steer his thinking into the right direction to help him out. But he would never want to face Mr. Cartwright if he found out the source of the rumors about his family. \u201cNo sirree\u201d he chuckled to himself.<\/p>\n
Hoss came and offered his father a brandy glass half full of the amber-colored liquor. Ben took the glass and raising Joe\u2019s head slightly, forced a small amount in his mouth, which Joe swallowed reflexively. He began to struggle back towards consciousness as Hop Sing came into the room carrying a basin of hot water and a stack of clean white bandages and washcloths and towels, which he set down beside Ben on the large square table. Ben took a washcloth and wet it in the basin and them squeezed the excess water out and then began gently cleaning Joe\u2019s bruised and battered face. Hoss, seeing that there was nothing else to be done for his baby brother then, but not wanting to leave, sat down in a chair and pretended to read, though he was taking an inordinate amount of time to read the first page.<\/p>\n
As Ben worked he was both gentle and thorough, cleaning every scrape or cut and noting the extent of all bruising. He could tell that Joe was coming to as he continued to clean and tend to his injuries. Merely cleaning the facial injuries took a long time and the combination of the movement, time, and water on his face finally brought Joe out of the fog enough that he knew where he was. His first words when seeing his Pa were, \u201cHi, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben grunted when he heard those words, thinking of the many, many times he had heard those words in similar situations through the years. His biggest fear where this son was concerned was that, one day, he would be too injured and wouldn\u2019t be able to say that, and in fact wouldn\u2019t recover from his injuries. He forced himself to put those thoughts out of his mind to tend to the present situation.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi, yourself, young man.\u201d He said mildly.<\/p>\n
Joe tried to sit up, but his father placed his large hand on his chest and said, \u201cYou just lie still Joe. You aren\u2019t going anywhere right now.\u201d He noted the grimace when he pushed on his chest.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s see how bad the damage is.\u201d He said and began to unbutton Joe\u2019s shirt. He was appalled and more frightened when he saw the bruises and abrasions on his chest. He looked them over carefully, then began to feel along his ribcage. He stopped when he saw Joe gritting his teeth to keep from saying anything. He shook his head. Joe had a very high tolerance for pain and he guessed that was a good thing, because he refused to admit when something hurt and he seemed hell-bent on getting into dangerous situations.<\/p>\n
He continued to gently clean and assess Joe\u2019s injuries but he knew that until Paul Martin got there, he should keep Joe quiet and still. He forced a little more brandy into him, hoping it would not only revive him, but might dull the pain that he must be feeling. Joe seemed to be drifting in and out, and he decided that it was best to just let him doze until Paul got there, since if he were awake, he would be harder to keep still.<\/p>\n
When he had finished doing all the cleaning and probing he felt comfortable doing, he sat back on the table and watched his son dozing. His face was going to be very painful\u2014it was bruised all over; there was an abrasion down the entire cheek on the right side, and his right eye was already swollen. His lips were not swollen, but there was a split on the upper lip. His chest and abdomen were also bruised and he had either a cracked or broken rib on the right side. He hadn\u2019t examined his head or back because he didn\u2019t want to move him any more than necessary. Hop Sing came in and out of the family room, alternatively checking on dinner in the kitchen and on Little Joe in the family room.<\/p>\n
Ben\u2019s thoughts turned to previous fights that his youngest son had gotten into and injuries that he had gotten over the years. Paul Martin had told him once that Joseph had the biggest medical record of all his patients and that was over five years ago. They had been through many anxious nights since that time. He knew if things didn\u2019t change there would be many more to come. He was very frustrated with his son\u2019s propensity for trouble. Joe was stubborn and very determined to do what he felt was right. He was not one to let something slide, to overlook injustices, or to compromise. All of these were qualities that Ben admired, yet, Joe had not learned that sometimes things were beyond his control and that he would have to learn how to resolve the internal dilemmas and cope with situations that may not be the most ideal, but were realistically beyond his control. Every serious fight that Joe had been involved in had been because of something that was in his opinion, unjust.<\/p>\n
From the severity of the injuries, he knew that this fight was more than a school-yard disagreement. But he would have to wait for Joe to tell him what happened. As he watched his son and saw how young and vulnerable he looked and how much like his mother he looked, his frustration increased. He asked the question he frequently asked, but never voiced out loud, \u201cWhy God was your plan to take Marie from us. How could you have needed her more than us?\u201d Then he followed up with the same thing he always did, \u201cForgive me Father, I know that your plan is perfect; it is just that we are imperfect.\u201d<\/p>\n
Slowly as Ben sat watching his son and questioning the Deity, Joe began to wake up. As he started coming to, he began to move around, opening and closing his eyes as if fighting to either stay asleep or wake up. It was never easy to tell the difference with Joe. Finally however the desire to wake was stronger than the desire to sleep so his eyes opened. Ben watched him, without saying anything, not sure if he would again doze off. As Joe slowly regained his senses, he saw his father sitting on the table watching him. He didn\u2019t quite feel up to speaking just then so he didn\u2019t say anything, hoping his mind would clear a little more and stop pounding quite so loud before he had to answer any questions. The silence did allow him to gather his thoughts and he went over in his mind what had happened. He didn\u2019t remember actually getting into the fight, but he did remember Walter\u2019s warning about what would happen to Sharp Tongue tomorrow. He knew he would have to think of something to help out, but he would think about it later, when his head wasn\u2019t hurting and his father wasn\u2019t sitting on the table staring at him. Suddenly the fact that his father was sitting on the table registered with him and before he thought better of it, he said, \u201cPa YOU are sitting on the table.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben was startled by his son\u2019s statement, he hadn\u2019t known if he was fully awake or not. Then what he had said registered with him and he said, \u201cYes Son and YOU have your feet on the sofa.\u201d Ben laughed and Joe started to smile, then winced as his face hurt when he moved. His father saw the grimace and reached over and put his hand on Joe\u2019s face gently, tracing the outline of a bruise as he did so.<\/p>\n
Joe again started to get up, \u201cI\u2019m all right Pa. I just want to go to bed. I\u2019ll be fine in the morning.\u201d Ben again held his son down with one hand on his chest and one on his leg, preventing him from moving his leg toward the side of the sofa.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou just lie still, Joseph. Doctor Martin will be here shortly and we will let him tell us if you are all right. Joe frowned and grunted his displeasure, but his father ignored it. Hoss, seeing that Little Joe had awakened, came over and said, \u201cHey Little Joe, what did you do? Tangle with old Ned?\u201d Joe again tried to laugh, but again grimaced at the pain caused by the effort.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, Hoss you might say that, it was Ol\u2019 Ned.\u201d Joe replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, imaginary grizzly bears aside, young man, just who did you tangle with?\u201d Ben asked. As Joe was trying to think of what to say, he was saved by the arrival of Doctor Martin and Adam.<\/p>\n
Paul Martin was as comfortable in the Cartwright house as he was his own. He had been the physician for this family since Ben Cartwright had first come to Nevada with Adam and Hoss as youngsters. He had delivered Joseph Cartwright in this very house. And he had been tending their medical and surgical ailments ever since. He had spent more time patching the youngest Cartwright up from one thing or another than he had on all the others put together. \u201cAnd Joe was only 14\u201d he always thought to himself.<\/p>\n
He strode directly to the sofa, putting his medical bag down on the table and sitting in the spot that Ben had just vacated for him. He looked at Joe and said, \u201cHello, Joseph. Now what have you done to yourself, Son?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe opened his mouth to answer and Dr. Martin promptly stuck a thermometer in his mouth instead. Then he began a rapid assessment, looking for major injuries. After several minutes of probing and palpating and inspecting, he removed the thermometer from Joe\u2019s mouth and looked at it and nodded his head slightly. Ben, Adam, and Hoss all wanted to ask if he had a fever, but they had learned not to ask too many questions during the examination. Paul preferred to complete his examination and get all the data possible before answering any questions.<\/p>\n
Paul looked up and the three and said, \u201cI think it is safe to move him upstairs and I will examine him there.\u201d Joe mumbled, \u201cWhat was that you just did?\u201d but the four men all ignored his question\u2014they were used to Joe being a difficult patient. Hoss stepped forward and said, \u201cI\u2019ll carry him.\u201d And moved forward to do so. Joe said, irritably, \u201cI can walk. I told ya I\u2019m all right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Paul caught Ben\u2019s eyes and they both rolled their eyes and shook their heads, thinking the same thing: this was without a doubt the most independent youngster they had ever seen and worse, the older he got, the more stubborn he became.<\/p>\n
Ben said, \u201cHoss if you would please carry your brother upstairs.\u201d Joe started to say something and Ben looked at him and raised his hand and said, \u201cSave your breath, Joseph.\u201d Joe attempted to let out a huge sigh to show just how unnecessary this was, but as he did so, he had a sharp pain in his chest and he gasped instead. Paul said, \u201cCareful Hoss and watch that right side, he has a broken rib.\u201d Hoss quickly but gently picked his brother up and headed toward the stairs, Adam going with them to open the door.<\/p>\n
Paul looked at Ben and asked, \u201cDo you know how this happened or who did this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot yet, Paul, I didn\u2019t want to upset him until you had checked him out.\u201d Ben replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right, I am going to send Hoss and Adam back down here\u2014I don\u2019t want the three of you hovering over me. He is uncooperative enough as it is. Send Hop Sing up with some more hot water.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right Paul if that is what you want.\u201d Ben said, not at all happy to be excluded from the room, but knowing that Paul was the consummate professional and that Joseph probably was easier to manage without them there. Shortly Adam and Hoss came downstairs, meeting Hop Sing on the way upstairs with the hot water. Hoss volunteered to take the water for Hop Sing, thinking that would be a way for him to get back in the room. Hop Sing, however had no intention of trading places with Hoss. He knew that he could help Dr. Martin more than Hoss could. He held firmly to the water basin and unleashed a tirade in Chinese to Hoss, including Adam and Ben in the conversation. They of course had no idea what he had said, which was really just as well because truthfully all he had done was repeat the words to a song, but he did it with such passion and intensity\u2014they didn\u2019t want to rile him any further, so Hoss turned lose of the basin and Adam and Hoss retreated to wait with their father. Hop Sing continued his monologue until he reached Little Joe\u2019s room, to make sure that they knew they had offended him in some major way. If they could have seen his face they would have compared him to the cat that ate the canary. He was quite proud of his acting abilities.<\/p>\n
The three men waited for an hour and just when Ben had reached his endurance limits for waiting, Paul Martin came downstairs. The three of them immediately arose to meet him at the stairs. He looked at them and said, \u201cDo you mind if I sit down before you bombard me with questions? And how about a cup of coffee? Hop Sing told me he put on a fresh pot.\u201d Hoss immediately said \u201cI\u2019ll get it Pa\u201d and headed toward the kitchen.<\/p>\n
They waited for Hoss to return so that Paul wouldn\u2019t have to repeat anything. When he had returned and Paul had a coffee cup in his hand and had taken a couple of swallows, he said, \u201cWell Joe has one broken rib, a pretty good lump on his head and I believe a concussion, severe bruising of the face, chest and arms, and some pretty nasty abrasions on his face and arms.\u201d<\/p>\n
He paused and took a breath and just when Ben was fixing to ask a question, he added, \u201cAnd there is more, Ben. Some of the bruises tell quite a bit about how this happened, Ben. It looks like two people held Joe\u2019s arms behind his back and someone else did the beating. I can tell that it was two people holding him because there are two hand prints on both arms and from the looks of the bruises, they were having to hold him pretty tight. He must have been putting up a valiant effort.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPaul did he say anything to you about how this happened or who did this?\u201d Adam asked.<\/p>\n
Hoss spoke up, \u201cI bet ya it was that Walter boy. He ain\u2019t nothin\u2019 but trouble; he was always pickin\u2019 on Joe unless I was around and any body smaller than him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHoss Joe did say it was Walter, but he wouldn\u2019t say what it was about. Said he doesn\u2019t remember how the fight started.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoesn\u2019t remember? Do you mean he has amnesia?\u201d Ben asked incredulously.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Ben, not at all. It isn\u2019t uncommon for someone who has a concussion to be unable to remember the events immediately preceding the injury, so it is possible that he doesn\u2019t remember.\u201d Paul said.<\/p>\n
\u201cOr it could also mean that he doesn\u2019t want to tell what started it so he is using that as a convenient excuse.\u201d Adam said loudly.<\/p>\n
Ben looked at Adam contemplatively but didn\u2019t say anything.<\/p>\n
Hoss gave Adam a slight frown and said, \u201cNow Adam there ain\u2019t no call to call Joe a liar. You know he doesn\u2019t lie.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah but he is not above not telling the whole truth either, Hoss\u201d Adam responded.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is not getting us anywhere, Sons. Paul what do you want us to do for him?\u201d Ben asked, trying to redirect the conversation to the welfare of his youngest son.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I taped up his ribs, he is gonna be sore for\u00a0several<\/strong>\u00a0days. He needs to stay in bed for several days until the effects of the concussion have resolved and his rib has started healing. The danger of the broken rib is if it were to be displaced and puncture a lung. He needs to be still for several days to make sure that doesn\u2019t happen. His bruises should heal nicely, though he is gonna be black and blue for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n\u201cCan we see him now, Paul?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Ben, but I gave him a sedative so he is going to sleep soon and should sleep through the night. Hop Sing is giving him some broth now. Just let this be for now, Ben, don\u2019t try to get out all the details now. He is tired and he needs some rest. As soon as he has healed a little bit I will help you get the details out of him myself.\u201d Paul said with a smile. He knew Ben Cartwright well enough to know that although he may be frustrated with Joe; he was incensed that someone had hurt his son and he wanted to get the details out so that he could see that the other parties were punished. Ben\u2019s philosophy was \u201cif you gotta fight with one of my sons, you gotta fight with me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right Paul, thanks again for coming so quickly\u201d. \u201cOh don\u2019t you worry, Ben, when you pay off your bill at the end of the month I am thinking of buying a new surrey.\u201d He laughed. He often kidded Ben about having the most medically expensive family that he had ever known. He had told him that he needed to just pay him monthly a flat amount and he would just provide any and all care for the same amount. Ben told him that was the most preposterous notion he had ever heard and that no one was gonna pay doctor\u2019s bills before they were sick. They both had a good laugh over that, but Paul still felt that it was not a bad idea to do this.<\/p>\n
After Paul left, Ben, Adam, and Hoss went into Joe\u2019s room. Hop Sing had just finished giving Joe some broth, despite his protests and was smoothing the bed linens. Ben, Adam and Hoss went nearer the bed and said, \u201cJoe how you feeling?\u201d practically at the same time.<\/p>\n
Joe looked up, somewhat groggy already from the medication and from the residual effects of the concussion and said, \u201cHi Pa.\u201d The three older Cartwrights nodded their heads and smiled at him, as he closed his eyes and faded off to sleep.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 9<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
After having a late dinner, Ben, Hoss, and Adam sat in the great room, conjecturing what had started Joe\u2019s latest fight and who else was involved.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Pa, like I said I knew it was that Walter and those boys that hang around with him. They are just plain out mean.\u201d Hoss said emphatically.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell whoever it was didn\u2019t fight fair,\u201d Adam added. \u201cPaul said two people held his arms behind his back and another one beat him, so there were at least three people involved.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah you are right, Adam. I wonder if there are other boys in as bad or worse shape than Little Joe.\u201d Ben said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I can tell you this, when I get my hands on \u2018em, they will wish they had someone to hold me back!\u201d Hoss spat out. Hoss and Joe had developed a close relationship while Adam was in college and Hoss had always felt very protective of his little brother. He had a hard time when something was wrong with Little Joe or if he had been injured.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow calm down Hoss, when Little Joe wakes up, I will have a nice long talk with him and get to the bottom of this. Then if necessary, we will go pay a visit to Roy Coffee. I will not have Little Joe beat up in broad daylight in Virginia City when I send him to school. Don\u2019t you worry Hoss, I will get to the bottom of this.\u201d<\/p>\n
Long after Adam and Hoss had gone to bed, Ben sat in the great room in his favorite chair, thinking about what had happened to Little Joe. Or rather thinking about the things that had happened to him in the past and worrying about things that might happen in the future. Little Joe had inherited traits from him and from Marie. Traits such as strong will, independence, persistence\u2014-or downright stubbornness, a strong sense of justice and honor, and courage were all valuable traits that were essential to survive in the world. However, these traits were accentuated in Little Joe because he had inherited them from both him and Marie. From his mother he had also inherited a quick temper, strong and labile emotions, a craving for excitement, and a small frame and physique. The combination of these traits often led him to act impulsively and to tackle situations and opponents that were more than he could handle. This is what caused Ben to lose sleep over, trying to figure out how to teach Little Joe to be true to his self\u2014to be honorable, courageous, and high-spirited\u2014\u2014but also not killed in the process. He finally decided that he wouldn\u2019t be able to find a satisfactory solution to that whole issue, he would just have to take each day and each crisis, one at a time and do the best he could. He longed for Marie to be there with him, sharing the joy and the responsibility that their son brought with him. Right then he decided that he would get up a little earlier in the morning so that he could go by the lake and talk to Marie on his way to the timber camp.<\/p>\n
On his way to bed he quietly opened the door and went in to check on Little Joe before turning in himself. He was only slightly surprised to find Hoss sitting in the chair next to Little Joe, his big hand holding onto his brother\u2019s much smaller hand, both of them sleeping. He quietly woke Hoss and sent him on to bed, then he took Hoss\u2019 chair and gently picked up Little Joe\u2019s hand himself, noting how small and delicate his hand was, compared to his own. \u201cHe has your hands too, Marie.\u201d He whispered quietly, his eyes brimming with unshed tears. He took a deep breath, stood up, placed Joe\u2019s arms under the covers and tucked the covers around him, then turned the lamp to the lowest flame possible, and left the room, closing the door quietly behind him.<\/p>\n
As he was headed toward his own room, he noticed the light coming from under Adam\u2019s door, so he knocked quietly on the door. Adam was sitting on the bed, reading and Ben was amused to see that Adam was reading a book on linear algebra, no doubt planning to assist Little Joe if necessary. \u201cHi, Son, I saw your light on and wanted to ask you something.\u201d He said.<\/p>\n
\u201cSure Pa, what is it?\u201d Adam asked, with a questioning look at his father.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell you know I am supposed to go over to the timber mill tomorrow to see Nate to finalize the timber contract.\u201d Ben started.<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you like me to do that for you, Pa so you can stay here with Little Joe?\u201d Adam asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Son, I actually was looking forward to seeing Nate, haven\u2019t seen him in a long time.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam looked at him with his eyebrows raised, waiting for Ben to ask his question.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wondered if you would stay close to the ranch and keep and eye on him instead? You don\u2019t have to stay right here, because Hop Sing will be here. Just check on him now and then?\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam smiled, \u201cSure Pa, no problem. I will have to go to the corrals now and then to keep those new hands working, but I can check on him in between times. Are you still planning on taking Hoss with you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, I am.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know Pa that he is gonna want to stay here with Joe, instead of going with you, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes he probably will, but it is about time he starts to learn the timber operation, he has the cattle operation down pretty good now. You never know when he might need to step in for one of us. Little Joe needs to rest anyway and you know darned good and well that Joe can persuade Hoss to let him do anything he wants. He\u2019d be out there bustin\u2019 broncs tomorrow if it were left up to Hoss to watch him\u201d. Ben and Adam both laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I have to agree on that, Pa.\u201d Adam said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll keep an eye on him Pa. Don\u2019t worry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThanks, son. Okay I am going to leave early in the morning so I can be back by mid-afternoon.\u201d Good night Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNight Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben Cartwright arose long before the roosters, the Ponderosa\u2019s alarm clocks, were up. Ben bathed, shaved, and dressed quickly, anxious to check on Little Joe and to get started to the lake to talk to Marie. He had dreamed of her last night, how she smelled, how she laughed, how much she loved Adam and Hoss when they first were married and how much she had cherished their baby son. He left his room and quietly opened the door to Little Joe\u2019s room, expecting to find him asleep still. Instead he found him trying to pull a shirt on, though having a hard time of it because of the bruises and bandages.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph\u201d Ben said, rushing over to the bed and leading his son back to bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you think you are doing?\u201d He asked him as soon as he had gently but firmly forced Joe back onto the bed. \u201cDon\u2019t you remember Doctor Martin telling you to stay in bed?\u201d Ben asked.<\/p>\n
Joe looked at him and said, \u201cYes Pa, but that was last night and I did stay in bed all night.\u201d To him that was the most logical interpretation of Doctor Martin\u2019s orders and he didn\u2019t understand what his father was concerned about.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, he meant stay in bed for several days, not just one night\u201d Ben said exasperatedly.<\/p>\n
Joe gave him a look that was supposed to show surprise, but because of his swollen and bruised face, the effect turned out to be more pitiful than surprised. This was just the impetus that Ben needed to question his son about the fight.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, I would like to hear about this fight yesterday and I don\u2019t aim to wait any longer for an explanation, young man. Tell me right now.\u201d Ben gave him his sternest look, though he had trouble displaying it, since his son looked so vulnerable and miserable right now.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa I don\u2019t remember how it started. But we had an argument a few days ago about him picking on the little kids.\u201d Joe said, uncomfortable with this conversation. He was telling the truth, he didn\u2019t remember how it began, but he definitely remembered how it ended and he knew that if he told Pa what had happened, his Pa would try to fix it. He could just hear the teasing he would get and how many more fights he would have to be in, if his father tried to solve his problem for him. He looked up at his Pa to gauge his reaction and he could tell his father was not satisfied.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, Dr. Martin told me you said Walter was one of the boys, were there others in the fight?\u201d<\/p>\n
This was a difficult question for Little Joe to answer. On the one hand, he didn\u2019t want his Pa to think he couldn\u2019t handle a fight with one person, but he also didn\u2019t want him thinking it was an unfair fight and go complaining to Walter\u2019s father or even worse, to Sheriff Coffee. He answered the question very literally.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Pa just Walter and me were fightin\u2019,\u201d, he said and as he was speaking he tried again to sit up and as he moved he felt a sharp pain in his right side. Ben, noting the look of pain and the loss of color in his face, immediately changed his focus from asking questions to assisting his son be comfortable.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing, Joe?\u201d Ben asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want some water to drink, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou just lie still and I\u2019ll get it for you.\u201d Ben walked over to the pitcher and filled a glass, noting that Hop Sing had already refilled his water pitcher and brought in fresh towels. \u201cHop Sing goes to bed with the chickens and gets up before the chickens\u201d he thought to himself, realizing how their lives were made so much easier by the faithful cook and housekeeper.<\/p>\n
Ben gave his son the water, helping him sit up to drink. When he had drunk his fill, Ben helped him lie back down and he repositioned his pillows and straightened his covers.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa ain\u2019t it time to get up to go to school?\u201d Joe asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cSon, you are not going to school today. You are going to stay right there in that bed until the Doc says you can get up. He will be out to see you this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, I am all right. I have to go school so I won\u2019t get behind in algebra\u201d Joe said, using an excuse that he thought his father might believe and it was the truth, he knew if he was not there to see Miss Lambert work out the problems, he would never be able to do them.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, you are not going to school and that is final. If you have problems with algebra, I am sure that Adam will be happy to help you with it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe frowned and rolled his eyes when his father said that.<\/p>\n
\u201cLittle Joe, your brother enjoys helping you; you should be glad you have someone willing and capable of helping you.\u201d Ben said sternly.<\/p>\n
Joe half shrugged and said, \u201cPa, Adam likes it too much. He never wants to quit.\u201d Joe complained.<\/p>\n
\u201cNever the less young man, you are not going back to school until Doctor Martin says you can. We can talk about this later. You need to get some more rest now. You just stay in bed and Hop Sing will bring you some breakfast in a little bit. Are you hungry?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUh I guess so Pa. I hadn\u2019t really thought about it much.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell you eat what he brings you so you can get well faster. I have to go to the timber mill this morning. Adam is going to be around the ranch and Hop Sing will be here if you need anything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPa what about Hoss. Can he stay here with me?\u201d Joe asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Joe Hoss has to go with me to the timber mill. We won\u2019t be gone all day, then we will both come up to see you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, what time is Doctor Martin coming?\u201d Joe asked, formulating a plan.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said he would be here between 10:00 and 11:30, Joe. Why do you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, just wonderin\u2019 Pa\u201d Joe said and yawned.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right you go on back to sleep for a while. I will tell Hop Sing to wait on your breakfast for a little while.\u201d As he said this he smoothed the covers and tucked them in again and brushed a lock of Joe\u2019s curly hair off his forehead. He loved the touch of that soft curly hair, so like Marie\u2019s.<\/p>\n
After his father went out, Joe opened his eyes immediately and began to think about his plan. He knew that he had to get back to school today. But there would be no reason to get there before time for school to be out. He had hoped Hoss would be staying there with him, because he knew he could count on him to help him, but he knew Adam would not be swayed from what his father or Doctor Martin said. But if Pa was going to be gone and Adam was going to be in and out, he would just have to make sure he left as soon as Adam left. He planned to stay at home until at least after the doctor had come, as much as he would have loved to skip that, he knew that if he left before Doc Martin came, everyone would go looking for him and he may be caught before school was out. He had to be there to protect Sharp Tongue when school was out. He worked out his plan and then having that resolved and being sleepy, he decided to rest his eyes for a few minutes. Soon all that could be heard was the soft rhythmic sounds of his breathing.<\/p>\n
Reluctantly, Hoss accompanied Ben on the trip to the timber mill, not at all surprised by the detour by the lake. Hoss had loved Marie from the very first moment he saw her, she was so pretty, but sweet-looking, and soft. He had loved the way she had taken over the running of the ranch house and in fact, had been responsible for bringing Hop Sing to live with them. He missed her laughter, spirit, and even her temper\u2014there was only one other person he knew who had a worse temper than Marie Cartwright, and that was his little brother. But like his mother, Joe\u2019s temper was quick to come and just as quick to leave. Hoss wanted to stay with his brother to see if he could get any more details out of him, but once his father had his mind made up\u2014it took an act of God to change it. But he enjoyed the visit to the lake, after paying his respects, he walked around the lake giving his father some privacy. After about 20 minutes, his father called him and they began their trip to the timber mill. They didn\u2019t talk a lot but they enjoyed the peaceful ride into the deep forests of Ponderosa pine for which their ranch was named. The deep green of the pine forest, contrasted against the deep azure blue of the sky and the snow-capped mountains in the distance gave them both a lift in their spirits.<\/p>\n
In the meantime back at the ranch (sorry folks, couldn\u2019t resist!), Hop Sing was serving Little Joe breakfast and talking to him while he ate. He knew that if he sat there and talked to Joe that he would eat more than if he left him with the tray. Adam stopped by and sat and talked for a few minutes as well. When he entered the room, he immediately went over and felt Joe\u2019s forehead, feeling for fever. Joe tried to move his head away, but Adam had expected that so he had put his other hand behind his head so that he couldn\u2019t squirm away. Feeling no fever, he smiled and said, \u201cThat\u2019s good, Joe. I am sure Doc Martin will be pleased.\u201d Joe gave what he hoped was a look of exaperation and rolled his eyes. Adam laughed and said, \u201cJoe I am going to be working downstairs til the doc gets here if you need anything, just holler.\u201d With that he reached over and gently tousled his brother\u2019s hair and chuckled when Joe moved his head out of his reach and then turned and went downstairs.<\/p>\n
Joe was getting increasingly concerned about being able to get to school on time as he waited for Doc Martin to come. Just as he thought he was going to have to slip out before the Doc got there, he heard a buggy pull up. He got up as quickly as he could and went to the window just in time to see Adam greeting Doc Martin at the buggy. He then turned and headed back to his bed, just barely getting back into the bed before he heard the two of them walk up to his door. Doc Martin didn\u2019t knock, he just entered the room, Adam right behind him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell hello Joseph. How are you feeling this morning?\u201d Doctor Martin asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine Doc, can I get up now?\u201d Joe wasted no time getting his request out.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I doubt that Joe, but let me have a look at you and then I can answer your question.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe knew that it wouldn\u2019t matter if he didn\u2019t have a bruise or bump or anything, Doc Martin was going to insist that he stay in bed. He didn\u2019t know why everyone thought staying in bed was a cure for any ailment. As he was talking, he gently but firmly pushed Joe back onto the bed and began to pull out his stethoscope. He could tell that Joe was not going to be cooperative and he decided he would get further with him without an audience, so he turned to Adam and said, \u201c\u201cAdam why don\u2019t you go on to your work? Joe and I can manage and if I need anything, I will get it from Hop Sing.\u201d Adam realized that he was being dismissed and grinned and said, \u201cAll right, Paul. I will go on out to check on the hands at the corral. Joe I will be back in about an hour and a half. If you need anything before I get back, just call Hop Sing. Paul, would you come by the north road as you leave and stop at the corral and let me know what you find?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI sure will, Adam. You go on now. I can handle this young man.\u201d As he said this he had already begun examining Little Joe, noticing that despite his bravado, he was still in some discomfort and was breathing faster and shallower than normal and that his bruises were even worse-looking today than yesterday. Adam left the room, pausing at the door for an extra minute, watching the Doctor deftly handle his brother. He shook his head and headed downstairs, stopping to tell Hop Sing that the doctor was with Joe and that he would be back in 1-2 hours.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 10<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Doctor Martin gave Joe a thorough examination, careful to watch Joe\u2019s face when he asked if something hurt; he had learned a long time ago that Joe was a very stoic little boy who wouldn\u2019t admit that he was feeling bad until three days after he was dead. However, when he palpated his rib cage, the sharp intake of breath and look of pain in his eyes was evidence enough that his rib was still sore and was indeed broken rather than just cracked. He assisted Joe to sit up and re-wrapped the bandages. Finally when he was satisfied that there were no injuries that he had missed, he helped Joe get back into his night shirt, ignoring Joe\u2019s request to put on a shirt and pants instead.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow then, Little Joe, I want you to stay right here in this bed until I come back to see you the day after tomorrow. Do you understand, Joseph?\u201d Doctor Martin stared at him sternly and held his eyes until Joe looked away first. This was another trick that he had learned sometimes worked with Joe.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand, Doc.\u201d Joe replied and he did understand, he just couldn\u2019t follow that advice\u2014not today anyway.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right then, you lie down and get some sleep now. I am going to stop by and tell Adam the same thing I am telling you, so don\u2019t you get any ideas, young man. I will also tell Hop Sing I am leaving now and tell him to bring your food later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI already ate Doc Martin\u201d Joe said quickly. And he\u00a0had<\/em>\u00a0eaten, it was breakfast, but it\u00a0was<\/em>\u00a0food<\/p>\n\u201cAll right, Joe, I will see you in a couple of days. And you better tell your Pa how this fight happened Joe and who the two boys were who were holding your arms behind your back.\u201d He said sternly.<\/p>\n
Joe looked at him surprised. \u201cHow did you know that?\u201d he asked before he realized that was a confession.<\/p>\n
\u201cI could tell because of your injuries, son.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you tell my Pa?\u201d Joe asked nervously.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Joseph, I most certainly did. Now make life easier for you and everyone else and tell him who it was and what it was about. Please. Now you get some sleep. Bye, son.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood bye Doctor Martin\u201d Joe said and settled himself into the soft bed as if for a long winter\u2019s nap. As soon as Doc Martin left the bedroom, however, Joe was up and moving. Not as quickly as he wished, but as quickly as he could move without causing the sharp pain in his side. He laboriously struggled to get out of the night shirt and pulled on a pair of pants, shirt, and boots. It took him some time to manage everything and he was becoming nervous, looking at the clock. He knew he had to get moving. He ordinarily would have sneaked out of his bedroom window, but he was afraid he wouldn\u2019t be able to make the climb with his arms and chest so sore, so he slowly opened the door to his bedroom and looked both ways. He heard movement and the sound of singing in Chinese from the downstairs great room, so he turned in the opposite direction and went to the back stairs that led outside. He carefully went down them, closed the door quietly behind him, and then went to the barn from around the side and then into the back.<\/p>\n
He spoke to Cochise when he entered the barn and after a couple of pats, began the slow process of saddling her. He found that putting his clothes on had been a piece of cake compared to saddling Cochise. He was tempted to just ride bareback, but he didn\u2019t want to damage the horse\u2019s spine (tee hee), so he managed to get a saddle on the horse and get her ready. He led her to the back of the barn, then opened the door quietly and looked around. He neither heard nor saw anyone, so he led Cochise a few more yards from the barn, then gingerly got on her, again using a slower mount than usual.<\/p>\n
The ride to Virginia City was unusually long today because of the urgency he felt and the pain he was experiencing. He found that the pain in his side was less if he breathed shallow breaths and avoided taking deep breaths. He wondered if he was going to be able to defend Sharp Tongue when he got there. He sure hoped some of his other friends would still be there to help him out today.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Adam had been detained at the corral longer than he had anticipated because the new men were a lot greener than he had thought. He had to spend a lot of time teaching them things that almost everyone he knew had learned as soon as they learned to ride. It would have been much better for Hoss to be there showing them how to do the job, Hoss enjoyed the work and had more patience than he did. He found himself becoming short-tempered and curt and he tried to do it the way Hoss would have handled it. \u201cHoss is the epitome of patience, that is why he gets on so well with Little Joe\u201d he thought. Thinking of Little Joe made him even more anxious to get home. He had promised his father he would check on him often and he had been gone for three hours. Finally he felt the men had caught on enough to be able to perform the job reasonably well, so he left them to finish up and he headed back for the ranch.<\/p>\n
When he got almost to the ranch courtyard, he was met by Hop Sing on the wagon. Puzzled he rode up to him and slowed the horses. Hop Sing looked relieved to see him.<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Adam. Little Joe gone. Hop Sing look all over house. Little Joe vanish. Pony gone too.\u201d Hop Sing said and then continued to talk rapidly in Chinese.<\/p>\n
\u201cGone? How long, Hop Sing? When did you see him last?\u201d Adam asked worriedly.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe left sometime between after Doctor Martin leave and now. I don\u2019t know when. I busy in garden, pull up weeds. Come back in, wash up, go to take lemonade and cookies to Little Joe. He not there. I look all over house, barn. No find Little Joe. Then have idea and look to see if pony gone. Pony gone too. All gone. Hurry, Mr. Adam we go find Little Joe?\u2019 Hop Sing was getting ready to start the wagon again, when Adam put a hand on his arm and said, \u201cHop Sing, you go on home and tell Pa and Hoss. I will find him. You don\u2019t worry, he will be all right.\u201d Adam said reassuringly, although he wasn\u2019t really sure himself.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat crazy kid\u201d he said out loud, and turned his horse toward Virginia City and the school house. Pa had told him what Little Joe had said about wanting to go to school. Adam knew that whatever it was that compelled Little Joe to go to school must be important to him, must be what got him in the condition he was in, and definitely had NOTHING to do with algebra.<\/p>\n
He had only been gone a few minutes when he heard horses coming up fast behind him. He turned and saw his father and Hoss coming up fast behind him. He stopped and waited for them to catch up with him. He looked at his father\u2019s face and saw a combination of concern, frustration, and anger expressed in the set of his jaw, the color of his face, and the glint in his eyes. Hoss\u2019 expression was one of pure worry, no doubt worried about Little Joe and what Pa would do to him for disobeying him.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi, Pa, Hoss\u201d he said when they drew up close to him. \u201cI guess Hop Sing filled you in?\u201d \u201cYes, Adam, Let\u2019s go find him before he gets himself hurt worse than he is.\u201d They started their horses at a fast pace toward Virginia City.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, this is my fault. I got hung up at the corral and didn\u2019t check on him for three hours.\u201d Adam said, trying to decrease the intensity of his father\u2019s anger.<\/p>\n
\u201cAdam, you were tied up, that wasn\u2019t your fault. I told him to stay in bed \u2018til I got home. He said he understood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, um, well saying he understood ain\u2019t exactly the same thing as saying he\u00a0would<\/em>\u00a0stay<\/em>\u00a0home<\/em>.\u201d Hoss pointed out.<\/p>\nBen turned around and glared at Hoss at first. Then as he reflected on it, he said, \u201cHoss you are right. Once again I failed to ask the right question, didn\u2019t I and your brother found himself a loop hole to crawl through. But he knew what I meant as well as he knows his name.\u201d Ben said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, Pa, he sure doesn\u2019t admit to his middle name. Maybe that is the problem, he doesn\u2019t know his middle name.\u201d Adam said trying to lighten the mood.<\/p>\n
Ben said nothing, but spurred his horse faster. Adam and Hoss followed suit.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Joe arrived at the school with about 30 minutes to spare. He decided to tie Cochise on at the side of the building so she would be easier to get to, if that became an issue. Rather than go inside and face all the students and Miss Lambert who would make a big deal out of his injuries and the children who would ask too many questions, Joe decided to wait on the front steps for the class to be dismissed. He was in no hurry to face Walter and his pals anyway. But he had to be there to keep Sharp Tongue from being beaten up. He eased himself onto the doorsteps and sat down, making himself as comfortable as possible. He leaned back against the step behind him and started watching the clouds. He had a memory of doing this with someone and trying to make shapes out of the clouds. He thought that perhaps it was his mother, but he was not sure. He knew it was a pleasant memory, regardless if it was his mother or not. The beautiful blue sky was filled with white puffy clouds that looked like balls of cotton. Joe leaned back in the warm sun of afternoon and identified a horse with spots, a dog, and a mushroom. Joe recalled from his science lesson last year that the type of clouds he was looking at were stratocumulus clouds. The warmth of the sun, the exertion from the ride, and the medication he had received last night were overwhelming and Little Joe\u2019s eyes opened and closed sleepily. Finally he gave in to the pull and he dozed off, thinking that the noise of the other students coming out would wake him soon enough anyway.<\/p>\n
\u201cJOSEPH FRANCIS CARTWRIGHT!\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\nJoe bolted awake and found himself staring into the very angry eyes of his father. He looked around sleepily, trying to figure out how where he was. As realization dawned on him, he looked around frantically to see if school was out. He could hear the voices inside the school room, but he could tell that any minute they would be coming out of the building. He was trying to think what to do\u2014what to tell his father and what to do to help Sharp Tongue.<\/p>\n
As he was trying to collect his thoughts, his father said, \u201cJoseph, I am too angry at you right now to even discuss this willful disobedience with you. So don\u2019t even try to explain.\u201d He was directly in front of Little Joe leaning over, with one arm on each side of the steps beside his son, with his face at eye level to Joe\u2019s. His father\u2019s brown eyes were shining and his lips were tight and his jaw was clenched shut. Joe had seen his father look angrier, but this was at least a 7 on a scale of 1-10.<\/p>\n
Ben Cartwright straightened up and took hold of his son and pulled him up and despite his anger, he was very careful not to exert any undue pressure on his injuries. He had a firm hold on Joe\u2019s hand and said \u201cWhere is Cochise, Joe?\u201d in a controlled, almost routine voice. Before Joe could say anything, Hoss came around from the side of the school building leading the familiar white and black pinto that Ben had given his son just two years ago.<\/p>\n
Ben then looked down at Joe and said, \u201cAdam, you and Hoss take Joe and go wait for me at Doctor Martin\u2019s office. We had better go see if he did himself any further injury by this fool trip to town.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe tried to speak but his father looked at him sternly and said, \u201cNot a word, Joseph. Not now. You go with Adam and Hoss right now. I will be along shortly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, what are you going to do?\u201d Hoss asked. He knew that his father intended to try to find out what happened and why Joe got beat up. He wanted to be there when he did.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am going in to talk to Miss Lambert and see if she knows what this is about.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPapa, NO.\u201d Joe said, looking panicked.<\/p>\n
Ben looked at Joe and his stern countenance gave way when he saw the look of terror on Joe\u2019s face.<\/p>\n
\u201cHoss you go with Adam and see if you can\u2019t calm your little brother down some. Look at him\u201d Ben whispered to Hoss. Hoss looked at Joe and then immediately said, \u201cYes sir, Pa. We\u2019ll be at the Doc\u2019s when you get finished here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe attempted one more time to say something, but at that time the children came running out of the school. Hoss and Adam each took hold of an arm and practically dragged Little Joe toward his horse and forced him onto the saddle. Ben stood on the steps of the school watching until Adam and Hoss and Little Joe had mounted and moved off down the street. He saw the curiosity of the other children and knew they were watching the scene. He didn\u2019t like to embarrass Little Joe, but he didn\u2019t know any other thing to do. Feeling overly frustrated at the situaition, he turned toward the group of students, hanging back watching and said, \u201cDon\u2019t you children have somewhere to go?\u201d in a loud and officious manner. Immediately all the children dispersed. He saw a few bigger students walking off together, being the last to leave and one lone boy with jet black hair getting onto a brown and white pinto. \u201cThat must be Sharp Tongue\u201d he thought to himself.<\/p>\n
He entered the building and found Miss Lambert erasing the blackboard.<\/p>\n
\u201cMiss Lambert, I wondered if I could talk to you for a few minutes?\u201d he asked quietly after clearing his throat to get her attention.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh Mr. Cartwright, good to see you. I suppose you have come about Joseph?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy yes ma\u2019am, I have.\u201d He said.<\/p>\n
She motioned for him to sit down and she sat opposite him. Neither of them spoke, waiting for the other one to speak. Finally to break the silence they both started to speak, \u201cWhat \u2026\u201d Laughing, Miss Lambert said, \u201cYou first Mr. Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Miss Lambert I came to see what you could tell me about the fight my son was in yesterday.\u201d He said.<\/p>\n
Her eyes opened wide with surprise. \u201cJoseph was in a fight, Mr. Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDidn\u2019t you know?\u201d Ben asked in surprise.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, I thought he must have been sick or playing hooky again, Mr. Cartwright. That is what I thought you came to tell me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell he was beaten pretty severely yesterday. He says he can\u2019t remember how it started but it was with Walter. Doctor Martin thinks two people held him so another one could beat him up.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh Mr. Cartwright I am so sorry. I knew nothing about this. It had to have happened after school. I left out the back door immediately after school because I had \u2014well I had an engagement last evening.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was no secret in Virginia City that Laura Lambert and Brent Brody were courting.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you see any trouble or hear anything, Miss Lambert?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo Mr. Cartwright, nothing but the usual war of words between Walter and Joe. Walter is a bully Mr. Cartwright and he shouldn\u2019t be here. He doesn\u2019t want to learn and he is too old, he probably feels very jealous of Little Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJealous? Why is that, Miss Lambert?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Joe is popular, bright, has a family that cares for him, and a future, Mr. Cartwright. Walter has few of those things, I am afraid.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell if you hear anything I would appreciate your letting me know. For some reason Joe insisted he be allowed to come to school today and although he was supposed to be home in bed, he disobeyed and came anyway. My sons and I found him sitting on the stoop waiting for school to be out when we got here. If you find out anything please let us know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI will Mr. Cartwright, certainly. How long will Joseph be out of school?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I am not sure, Miss Lambert, but I expect he will not be back before Friday or Monday even. I am going to have Doctor Martin look at him again to make sure he didn\u2019t do any more damage to himself, before I take him home.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben Cartwright thanked the young school teacher and when she smiled back at him with the genuine concern for Joe showing, Ben could see why Joe was trying harder for this teacher than the last teacher they had had. He took a deep breath, gave one more look around the empty school yard and mounted his horse and headed for Doctor Martin\u2019s office.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 11<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Ben Cartwright hurried to Doctor Martin\u2019s office and went inside. He found Adam and Hoss waiting in an empty waiting room.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere\u2019s Joe?\u201d Ben asked looking quizzically at Hoss and Adam.<\/p>\n
\u201cDoc took him in and he wouldn\u2019t let us go in, Pa.\u201d Hoss said as if he were highly insulted at being relegated to the waiting room.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I am going to see what he has to say.\u201d Ben said and started to go into the examining room.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, I don\u2019t think I would if I were you.\u201d Adam said, standing up and putting a hand on his shoulder to stop his father. \u201cPaul was pretty specific that we were to wait out here. I think he thought he would get more out of Joe about why he did what he did or at least put the fear of God into him or something like that if we weren\u2019t there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben started to protest, but then thought better of it. Little Joe was generally very confident, sometimes too confident, in fact. However he hated anything to do with doctors or medicine and although he liked Paul, Little Joe was more nervous around him than he was anyone else. Maybe Paul could get something out of him if he were alone with him. He slowly turned around and sat down beside his two older sons. He thought about the number of times he had been sitting here or in his own living room\u2014-waiting for Paul Martin to give him news. At times it had been minor injuries and at other times it had been serious injuries. For some reason, Little Joe had been the cause of a disproportionate number of those waits.<\/p>\n
They didn\u2019t have long to wait. Dr. Paul Martin, a tall, lean man with silvery white hair, the color of Ben\u2019s came out of the examining room and headed towards the Cartwrights. He stepped to the middle of the door to prevent their entry and held up his hand, \u201cBen I need to talk to you for a few minutes. Hoss, would you and Adam like to go in and stay with Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n
Hoss\u2019 quick smile made an answer unneccessary. \u201cSure thing, Doc.\u201d He said and he entered the room. Dr. Martin took Adam by the arm and said, \u201cI gave him a light sedative, so he is going to be sleepy.\u201d \u201cThat\u2019s the way I like him best\u201d Adam said, smiling. He then entered the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on in my office, Ben. I think we need a cup of coffee.\u201d He motioned Ben to sit and Ben started to protest that he didn\u2019t want coffee, when he noticed that Paul had already gotten out two mugs into which he was pouring bourbon and water.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, a cup of coffee always hits the spot at times like these\u201d Ben agreed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs Joe okay?\u201d Ben asked as soon as Paul sat down, his face anxious, showing the strain of the worry he had felt on the ride into town.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Ben he is going to be just fine. Though it is a miracle that that rib didn\u2019t puncture a lung\u2014I don\u2019t know what gets into that boy\u2014bouncing up and down on a horse with a broken rib!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure it is going to be all right, Paul?\u201d Ben asked again, wanting another reassurance from his long time friend and trusted physician.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes Ben, I re-taped it\u2014tighter this time to make sure he feels it. That should help restrict his activities some.\u201d Paul said. \u201cI did get a little information out of him right after I gave him the sedative and pain-killer, though Ben.\u201d Ben didn\u2019t say anything, instead he raised his eyebrows and strained forward to hear what Paul had to say. \u201cWell I was right about there being more than one person involved, but Joe said only he and Walter were fighting. He didn\u2019t count the two that held his arms behind his back while he and Walter were\u00a0fighting<\/em>\u201d. It was that no-account Moore boy and that Harvey boy that held him.\u201d<\/p>\n\u201cPaul did he say what it was about?\u201d Ben couldn\u2019t conceal his concern any longer.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, apparently it was about the Indian boy from the reservation. Seems Joe and the Indian boy took to each other and you know how bullies are\u2014they pick on anyone they think is different to make themselves seem more acceptable.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell why didn\u2019t someone help Joe? And why did they just pick on Joe? The Indian boy was at school today and he looked just fine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell apparently Mr. Carter met the boy after school and rode out with him, and all Joe\u2019s friends had strict orders to go straight home, and that left Joe alone to face Walter and his pals.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWait a minute Paul, what do you mean the other children had strict orders to go straight home?\u201d Ben said perplexed. Joe was frequently late getting home because of his tendency to hang around after school with friends. Many of them lived in town so they could stay and play.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Ben it seems that when the children went home and told their parents that the Indian boy would be coming, all the parents told them to stay away from him, not go near him, and to come straight home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll the parents except me, that is\u201d Ben said with self-recrimination.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow Ben, don\u2019t be foolish. What good would it have possibly done for you to tell Little Joe to come home straight after school? Isn\u2019t that what he is\u00a0supposed<\/em>\u00a0to do anyway?\u201d Paul laughed.<\/p>\nBen looked at his friend and finally he broke out in a chuckle too. \u201cYes Paul, I guess that wouldn\u2019t have made much difference. But still, you would have thought that someone would have been around to help him. It never occurred to me that this would be a problem. What\u2019s wrong with the people of Virginia City? Imagine being afraid of a 14 year old boy! That is preposterous.\u201d Ben said vehemently.<\/p>\n
Paul attempted to calm down his friend. \u201cNow Ben you know that some of the folks in Virginia City have lost loved ones to hostile Indians. That is kind of hard for a man to forget, Ben.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben looked away from Paul and for a moment; he was reliving that incident not that long ago where he lost his beloved Inger. \u201cPaul, I certainly do know that is hard to forget. But you can\u2019t hold onto that hate forever.\u201d Paul realized what he had said and he put his hand on Ben\u2019s shoulder and said, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Ben. I didn\u2019t mean to bring up bad memories.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben looked at Paul with the hint of tears glistening in his eyes and said, \u201cPaul, the bad memories are rapidly replaced by all the good memories.\u201d But he did hasten to change the subject by saying, \u201cWell Paul, can I take my brave, but foolhardy and stubborn little boy home now?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben was totally taken aback by Paul\u2019s response. \u201cNo, Ben I think I would prefer to keep him here over night. He has had too much moving around today and I think we shouldn\u2019t risk any more. Like I said the broken rib is a real risk for puncturing a lung.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPaul, what if I get a wagon and fix it up to take him home in?\u201d Ben had really not considered the thought of not taking his son home.<\/p>\n
\u201cBen if you insist, well I guess you can do that. But I really prefer to keep him right where he is tonight to be on the safe side. You could take him home tomorrow\u2014very slowly and then make sure he stays in bed until I tell you he can get up.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben frowned and then said, \u201cAll right Paul on one condition.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd that is?\u201d Paul asked, though he knew full well what the condition would be.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou let me stay with him.\u201d Ben said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I really don\u2019t see the need. I will be here and Mrs. Lewis always stays over when we have a patient in here, but I doubt I could stop you if I tried.\u201d Paul said smiling. Then he got a very serious, stern look on his face and said, \u201cBut not Hoss and Adam, Ben.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben looked at him strangely, wondering what brought that on, he had not thought to have Adam and Hoss stay anyway.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat Hoss snores too loud, Ben and Adam talks in his sleep! No one would get any sleep if they were here.\u201d Paul said, laughing. Ben joined in the laughter, agreeing with him about both.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell let\u2019s go see that son of yours now, Ben. He is not going to be awake much longer if he is still awake, that is.\u201d<\/p>\n
When Ben and Paul went into Little Joe\u2019s room, Hoss was sitting on one side of Joe\u2019s bed, holding his hand. Adam was sitting in a chair pulled up close to the bed. At first Ben thought Joe was asleep but when he spoke to Hoss, Little Joe groggily opened his eyes, saw his Pa and smiled and said very softly, \u201cHi, Pa.\u201d Ben walked over and squeezed in between Adam\u2019s chair and the bed so that he was directly beside his son. \u201cHow are you feeling, son?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFine, Pa. Let\u2019s go home.\u201d He said, trying to stifle a yawn. Ben decided that at this point, telling Joe that he was spending the night here was unnecessary, since he would be asleep any minute anyway. \u201cYou just rest right now, Joe and we will go home soon.\u201d Joe opened his mouth to protest that he wasn\u2019t sleepy, but before he could get the words to the contrary out, he sank even further into sleep. His father and brothers and Paul Martin stood and watched as he struggled against and lost the battle to sleep. He opened and closed his eyelids several more times, until they finally closed and didn\u2019t reopen. The spectators grinned and smiled at each other as if they had just seen a mighty foe vanquished.<\/p>\n
Paul went over to check Joe to make sure he was comfortable and that his bandages were all intact and although he didn\u2019t mention it to Ben, he made sure the window was locked tightly. You could never be too careful with Joe Cartwright! Ben motioned for Adam and Hoss and told him of the Doctor\u2019s decision and of his decision. Hoss immediately offered to stay either with his father or for his father, and was gently rebuffed. Adam suggested that Hoss come into town in the morning on the wagon so that when the doctor said it was okay, he could take Little Joe home. That seemed to placate Hoss. Ben looked at Adam and nodded slightly and smiled. They both knew how Hoss felt about Joe, or in fact how they felt about each other. Joe was the same way when Hoss had been injured or ill. Ben spent a few minutes talking with Hoss and Adam, giving them some instructions, but mostly just reassuring them that Joe was fine and this was just a precaution. They awkwardly hugged each other good night and Hoss and Adam rode off, taking Joe\u2019s pinto with them back to the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 12<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Ben went back into the doctor\u2019s office to settle in for the night. Paul had moved an extra bed into the room for Ben and had brought in pillows and blankets.<\/p>\n
\u201cBen, Mrs. Lewis is getting ready to come in and sit with Joe for awhile. I thought perhaps you would join me for a bite to eat at the hotel. I tell you I am so tired of the awful meals I have had this week, that\u2026..\u201d Paul started laughing at the shocked expression on his friend\u2019s face. \u201cMildred is visiting her sister, Ben, and I have been doing my own cooking.\u201d Both men laughed heartily at Paul\u2019s joke. \u201cCertainly, Paul and an after dinner brandy would top it off just right, don\u2019t think?\u201d The two men both went in and checked on Little Joe before departing. Ben leaned down close to his son and brushed the hair off his forehead and ever so gently kissed his forehead. When he looked up at Paul, his eyes were full of tears and he said, \u201cPaul, I love him so much I could just squeeze him to death.\u201d Paul nodded, fully understanding the force of Ben Cartwright\u2019s love for his youngest son.<\/p>\n
Ben and Paul had a quiet enjoyable dinner, catching each other up on the activities of the ranch and of Virginia City. Paul told Ben how he had overheard two of Joe\u2019s school classmates arguing over which one of them Little Joe would ask to the upcoming end of school year party. Ben said \u201cWhere did the time go, Paul? It seems like just yesterday Joseph was born and I can remember how it almost took my breath away to see Marie holding him, both of them so beautiful.\u201d Ben sighed and shook himself, as if to physically shake off the sadness of Marie\u2019s loss.<\/p>\n
Paul noticed that toward the end of the meal, Ben became restless and kept looking at his watch, probably regretting the earlier invitation for brandy. He suggested they go back over to the office and play a game of chess. When they returned to the office, Little Joe was still sleeping. Mrs. Lewis smiled when she saw them and said, \u201cI wonder if perhaps he is in pain, Doctor Martin.\u201d Ben immediately grew concerned, but Paul\u2019s observation of Joe reassured him that Joe was not in pain. He asked \u201cWhat makes you think that, Martha?\u201d \u201cWell he hasn\u2019t been still for a minute since you left hardly. Turning this way and then that way. Why I bet I have readjusted his covers at least a dozen times since you have been gone.\u201d She replied. Paul laughed and Ben relaxed. \u201cNot to worry, Martha, that is just normal for Little Joe. He is never still\u2014awake or asleep.\u201d \u201cWell I don\u2019t know how he ever gets any rest then\u201d she said. \u201cMade me nervous almost.\u201d \u201cMartha, you should see him when he is awake\u201d Ben told her, smiling. \u201cHe is what they call a whirling dervish, I think.\u201d<\/p>\n
After one long and hard-fought game of chess that Paul won, they decided they were ready to turn in.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot as young as I used to be, Ben.\u201d Paul said with a chuckle.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have it made, Paul with your gentle wife and grown daughter. What would you do if you had a son to contend with at my age?\u201d Ben asked, teasing his friend.<\/p>\n
Paul, however, took the question very literally and replied, \u201cBen I would thank the heavens every night.\u201d And patted his friend on the back.<\/p>\n
\u201cI will be sleeping in the downstairs bedroom so if you should need me, you know where to find me.\u201d Paul said, after looking in on Little Joe one last time. Joe was sleeping and in the rare stillness, he looked like an angel.<\/p>\n
Ben was awakened several times during the night by moans and slight grunts from Joe as he moved around in bed and experienced some pain on movement. Ben got up with him several times and adjusted his pillow or the covers and gave him water to drink, but for the most part, they slept through the night. Ben arose when the first few streaks of dawn appeared in the window, spreading a pinkish light through the window and across the room. He shaved and washed with the toiletries Paul had provided him and did his best to straighten his clothes so he didn\u2019t look so disheveled.<\/p>\n
Shortly after Paul came in bringing two steaming mugs of black coffee.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis may not be as good as Hop Sing\u2019s Ben, but it is coffee.\u201d He handed Ben a mug, which he took gratefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell so how is our patient this morning?\u201d Paul asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe seems to be okay. He was groaning a bit when he moved in his sleep.\u201d Ben said and moved over to the bed as Paul began to examine Joe. Paul listened to his chest with his stethoscope and after palpating the bumps and observing the bruises and abrasions, he nodded his head and smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right Ben, I think it is safe to take him home this morning. What time is Hoss bringing that wagon?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell you know Hoss, Paul, I am surprised he isn\u2019t already here\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence was barely out of his mouth when Hoss opened the door and stuck his head into the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey Pa. How is Little Joe?\u201d he asked, looking anxiously at his little brother, still sleeping in the big hospital bed. Hoss thought he looked lost in that tall bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe will be ready to go home as soon as he wakes up and has some breakfast, Hoss.\u201d Doc Martin said. \u201cBen why don\u2019t you get him up and get him to eat and then you can go on your way, just take it slow on the way home. I do want to see him before you leave. I am going to start my office visits. Just tell Mary when you are ready to leave and she will tell me and I will come right away.\u201d Paul said as he went in to get his white coat and put it on and begin seeing the patients who had already started to fill his waiting room.<\/p>\n
\u201cI will go across the street and bring him some breakfast right now, Hoss. Why don\u2019t you wake him up? I will be right back.\u201d As he was leaving, he turned and said, \u201cHoss did you eat before you left home?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUh, no sir, not this morning. I wanted to get here early.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what I figured, I will bring you breakfast too, son.\u201d Ben said.<\/p>\n
Hoss went into the room and walked quietly over to the bed. He stood there watching his brother sleep for just a few seconds, then he had an idea. When he had come into the room he had noticed a feather duster up on the top shelf of the cabinet. He reached up and grabbed the duster and pulled out a feather. While getting it out, he turned over a small waste basket which made a loud clatter, and he sneezed when he got the feather duster down, and then when he pulled it out, there was a loud snap as the shaft of the feather broke. This entire operation was observed by a pair of shining green eyes looking out from under a mop of curly brown hair in a bruised face.<\/p>\n
When Hoss turned around, he looked to make sure Joe was still asleep and was pleased to see that he was. He quietly walked over to the bed and took the tip of the feather and moved it gently under Joe\u2019s nose, then lightly over his forehead. He could barely conceal his glee as he saw his brother reach up to flick away the offending object in his sleep. He did this several more times, touching his cheeks, his ear, his chin and watching his brother try to brush away the irritant. He increased the duration and the intensity of the feather\u2019s movements until his little brother finally woke up and opened his eyes and saw his brother with the feather. Hoss laughed heartily as Little Joe sputtered and objected to the practical joke. Unobserved by both of the boys, Ben Cartwright watched the entire scenario played out in front of him and was touched by the interaction of the two brothers, knowing that Joe was pretending to be awakened and annoyed\u2014just so that Hoss would think he pulled off a good joke on Joe.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 13<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
\u201cWell good morning, Joseph\u201d Ben said walking into the room. \u201cHow are you feeling this morning?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine Pa. What am I doing here? Am I late for school?\u201d Joe asked quickly.<\/p>\n
\u201cLittle Joe, I never knew you to be in such a dad-burned hurry to go to school\u201d Hoss said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI bet there is some new girl at school that Joe is sweet on, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, whatever the reason for your brother\u2019s increased interest in academic pursuits, he isn\u2019t going to go anywhere until he eats this breakfast. Here, Joe, I will help you sit up.\u201d Ben went over and began to help reposition Joe so that he could eat. Hoss moved a bedside table over and placed the breakfast trays on it.<\/p>\n
\u201cHere, Joe I\u2019ll eat here with you. Man that smells good, don\u2019t it Joe?\u201d Hoss said looking enthusiastically at the breakfast before him.<\/p>\n
Joe looked at the breakfast with much less enthusiasm than Hoss. He was much too anxious to figure out how he was going to get out of there and get to school in order to help ST. He was also a little worried that he wouldn\u2019t be much help to ST in a fight because his sides and chest hurt every time he took a breath this morning. But he realized that Hoss and his father were both expecting an answer, so he said, \u201cYeah, Hoss.\u201d But neither of them was fooled. Hoss kept up a steady stream of conversation while they ate, trying to get Joe to relax and forget about whatever was gnawing at him. Hoss could tell the muscles in his face were tightly set, and Joe\u2019s eyes had that determined look that they always had when he was about to do something that Hoss would regret.<\/p>\n
Ben sat back and listened to the conversation between his two youngest sons. He knew that Adam envied the easy, no-effort, tension-free relationship that Hoss and Joe had. Little Joe had once thought that Adam had hung the moon and stars just for him\u2014but then Adam went away to college for 5 years and when he came back, the Little Joe he had known before was grown up into a rambunctious, stubborn, and fiercely independent 12 year old. He and Joe had had a rocky relationship ever since. Ben knew that they loved each other, but they seemed to be on the verge of an argument\u2014all the time. Since Adam\u2019s return from college, Hoss had assumed the role of peace-maker between the two. Hoss had a close relationship with Adam, but it was not the same as it was with Little Joe. Hoss and Little Joe seemed to be\u2014well, part of each other. Ben was grateful for this strong bond between the two brothers. They each benefited from the relationship.<\/p>\n
As Hoss polished off his breakfast and Little Joe moved his around on his plate, Doctor Martin came in to see Joseph.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Joseph, how are you feeling this morning?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine, Doc.\u201d He said with a smile that was a little too much to be real.<\/p>\n
Doctor Martin came over and gave Joe a quick once over and then pulled out his stethoscope and listened, instructing Joe to take deep breaths. Although Joe complied, the trained eye of Dr. Martin noticed the almost hidden grimace of pain when he took a deep breath. He had wanted to have the bandages a little tighter so that Joe would feel a little discomfort if he exerted himself too much. Now he decided he had overdone it a bit so he summoned Mary to bring new bandages and assist him in re-bandaging Joe\u2019s rib cage.<\/p>\n
Hoss moved over to stand by his father while Doctor Martin worked with Joe. As Mary removed the bandages on Joe\u2019s chest in preparation for the new bandage, Ben and Hoss saw for the first time the full extent of the bruising on Joe\u2019s chest. Many areas that had merely been red yesterday had turned purple, black, or blue this morning. Ben became more determined to see that Walter was punished for this and more importantly to make sure that this did not happen to Little Joe again.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow is that, Joe?\u201d Doctor Martin asked when he and Mary had finally finished.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is better Doc. I\u2019m just fine. Really. Doesn\u2019t hurt at all now.\u201d Joe reassured the doctor.<\/p>\n
Doctor Martin looked at Ben and shook his head with a twinkle in his clear blue eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Ben, how about getting this young man out of my hair? I need my beds for sick people and this one says he is just fine.\u201d<\/p>\n
A look of relief came across Joe\u2019s face as the doctor said this. He didn\u2019t realize the sarcasm in the doctor\u2019s statement.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, I can just go on to school from here.\u201d He said as he started to get out of bed.<\/p>\n
Ben stepped over and assisted Joe out of bed carefully and then helped him slip into the shirt and pants Hop Sing had sent him. Joe sat down in the chair and pulled on the fresh socks and then boots, grimacing slightly as he pulled on the boots. Hoss, noticing the look, said,<\/p>\n
\u201cHere, Joe I will help with that boot.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can do it, Hoss\u201d Joe said, as he put on the other boot, ignoring the sharp pain in his side as he moved.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right, Pa, I am ready. Did Hop Sing send me a lunch for school?\u201d Joe asked, fully expecting to head right off to school upon leaving the doctor\u2019s office.<\/p>\n
Before Ben could speak, Doctor Martin spoke up, thinking the news was better from him than from Ben, \u201cJoseph, you aren\u2019t ready to go back to school yet. In fact that little escapade yesterday, probably prolonged your recovery by several days. You are going home and to bed and that is final. And if I even think you are disobeying my instructions again, I will have your Pa bring you right back here and have Mary sit right here to make sure you don\u2019t go anywhere. Is that understood?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe had listened with increasing alarm as Doctor Martin spoke. He had never heard him sound so serious or so determined. \u201cBut Doc, you said I wasn\u2019t sick\u2026..\u201d Joe began.<\/p>\n
At this point, Ben stepped into the conversation with the intent to end it quickly,<\/p>\n
\u201cHoss, is the wagon ready?\u201d He directed the question to Hoss, though staring at Joe with an unwavering gaze.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, sir.\u201d Hoss replied, looking uncomfortable at the exchange between his father and little brother. He couldn\u2019t understand why Little Joe always pushed so hard.<\/p>\n
\u201cFine, Son. I wonder if you would please hitch Buck to the wagon and then drive the wagon home? Your brother and I will ride in the back.\u201d<\/p>\n
Little Joe\u2019s expression had run the gamut from confusion, alarm, hopelessness, frustration, to resignation and anger as he realized that there was nothing he could do at this time to change his father\u2019s mind. He had seen that look too many times before. Of course he didn\u2019t realize that often when he looked at himself in the mirror, that same expression and set of the chin and jaw looked back at him.<\/p>\n
Joe allowed himself to be led to the wagon, but when Hoss started to lift him up into the wagon, he quickly pushed Hoss\u2019 hands off and looked Hoss directly in the eyes and said, \u201cI\u2019ll get in by myself, Hoss\u201d. He climbed into the wagon, despite the pain in his ribs. Ben and Hoss looked at each other and Ben rolled his eyes, making Hoss chuckle silently. After Joe had climbed slowly into the wagon, Ben climbed in beside him and Hoss hopped into the driver\u2019s seat and they began the journey to the Ponderosa. Joe and Ben sat with their backs leaning against the wagon seat for support. Joe was concentrating on being mad so he wouldn\u2019t speak, avoiding making eye contact with his father. Ben, accustomed to his son\u2019s moods, paid no heed and continued to talk to both Joe and Hoss. Within 10 minutes, Joe was no longer able to maintain his anger and he began to talk with his father and joke with Hoss. Twenty minutes into the trip, the warm sun, soft western breeze, pleasant landscape, and enforced stillness caused him to doze off, leaning against his father. Ben held him slightly forward briefly, while he slipped his arm behind him, then settled him comfortably against him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWorked like a charm Hoss. He\u2019s down for the count.\u201d And the trio continued their ride to the Ponderosa. Hoss and Ben chatted quietly and enjoyed the view, Little Joe was in a familiar place in his dreams.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 14<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
When they rode into the Ponderosa and the wagon slowed to a stop, Little Joe was awakened by his father.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe, we are home, son.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe looked around sleepily and then said, \u201cThat was the quickest trip from Virginia City I ever made.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben and Hoss laughed and Hoss said, \u201cYeah Little Joe didn\u2019t take no more than 15-20 minutes, did it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben quickly jumped down from the wagon and tried to help Joseph down; however the most he was allowed to do was to put a steadying hand out as Joe climbed out of the wagon. \u201cPa, I\u2019m all right\u201d Joe said irritably, trying to convince his father that he was all right.<\/p>\n
\u201cHoss, if you would either care for the horses or get one of the hands to do so, I\u2019ll get Joe settled into bed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, can I just sit up in the living room for a while? I am not tired at all. Please, Pa? I\u2019ll go crazy in my room alone.\u201d Joe pleaded with his father, using his most pitiful look and as was typical, his father softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right, Joe, you can lie down on the sofa just for a while before you go up to rest.\u201d Joe headed for the sofa and Ben brought over a pillow and comforter, which Joe quickly refused, saying \u201cI\u2019m not cold Pa. I just got into a fight, Pa. I don\u2019t have pneumonia or somethin\u2019\u201d he said irritably.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe, I suggest you watch your tone of voice, Son. I have about had all of it I am going to take. Understand?\u201d He looked at his son sternly as he covered him up with the comforter.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, sir.\u201d Joe said, seeing that look in his eye. He did not want to make the situation worse by deliberately making his father angry. His father went into the kitchen and got himself a cup of coffee and headed to his desk to work on the account ledgers, a chore he usually put off as long as he could. Hop Sing came and brought Joe a plate of cookies and a glass of milk, and watched while Joe drank the milk and ate a cookie. Thus reassured that Joe was all right, he went back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.<\/p>\n
Joe settled back on the sofa and tried to relax, but his mind kept wandering to the school house and Sharp Tongue and Walter. \u201cI sure hope some of the other kids help him\u201d he thought. He also thought about the conversations he and ST had had and about ST\u2019s bitterness towards the white man. He had heard many stories about the Indian way of life and he knew that although Indians had killed Hoss\u2019 mother, his father did not hate the Indians. He always treated them fairly and welcomed peaceful Indians onto the Ponderosa. He had also given them cattle to butcher sometimes when there was no good hunting.<\/p>\n
According to ST that wasn\u2019t good enough\u2014that just because\u00a0he<\/em><\/strong>\u00a0treated them fairly didn\u2019t mean that he was a friend of the Indian. ST had said that unless you fought against the bad things that other white men did, then you were no better than they were. That was what had confused Little Joe. He had heard his father talk about how some white men cheated Indians when they traded and how he would never do that. Yet, he didn\u2019t do anything to stop it. Just like he often complained about how the white men were killing the bison for sport and hides and leaving their rotting carcasses where they killed them and that this was depleting the Indian food supply. But again, although he had given cattle to the Indians when they were hungry, he hadn\u2019t really done anything to stop the other white men from over-killing the bison.<\/p>\nJoe had never thought that one person had a responsibility for the wrong doings that other people did. But as he thought about it, it occurred to him that one of the things that his father always said to him when he got into trouble was that it made the whole family look bad. Perhaps this was the same kind of thing, when some white men treated the Indians unfairly or killed off their food supply, maybe it reflected on all white men. So then it would be the white men\u2019s responsibility to make sure that all white men treated Indians fairly. \u201cPa certainly makes it his responsibility to make sure that I behave in a manner that reflects well on all\u00a0Cartwright\u2019s<\/em>\u201d, Joe thought to himself.<\/p>\nAs the time passed, Joe became more and more restless; and since he had slept so long last night and on the wagon ride home this morning, he wasn\u2019t sleepy. Since Doctor Martin had removed the tight bandages, his chest wasn\u2019t hurting nearly so bad and sitting still had never been one of his better characteristics anyway. His father was busy with paperwork, but he could hear Hop Sing in the kitchen. After taking a surreptitious look at his father to make sure he was still occupied, Little Joe slowly and quietly stood up, picked up the empty glass and cookie plate and headed into the kitchen. He picked up the dirty dishes as more of an excuse to get up than for anything else. He made it halfway between the sofa and the kitchen when suddenly he was yelled at from three different directions, causing him to drop the glass and cookie plate and jump over to the wall as if taking cover. His father had seen him from his study, Hoss had just come in from the front door, and Hop Sing had come around the kitchen to retrieve the empty dishes.<\/p>\n
Hop Sing began to pick up the broken bits of glass and Hoss came over to help him. Ben took control of Joe, coming over and taking Joe by the arm and leading him back to the sofa. He didn\u2019t say a word until they reached the sofa and Joe was again sitting down. When he had seated Joe on the sofa, he sat down on the table in front of him and said,<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, what did you think you were doing? I thought I told you to stay put on that sofa!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPa I was tired of sitting down and I was just going to take these dishes to Hop Sing so he wouldn\u2019t have to come after \u2018em.\u201d Joe tried to explain.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph there was no hurry to get the dishes back into the kitchen. We have plenty more dishes.\u201d His father said, thinking to himself that sounded ridiculous.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa<\/strong>\u201d Joe said this more loudly than he meant to, but he had to get his father\u2019s attention.<\/p>\n\u201cPa\u201d he repeated, not quite as loudly the second time, noting that he had his father\u2019s full attention.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Joseph?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPa. I\u2019m all right. I\u2019ve been in worse fights than this. I can\u2019t stand to sit here any more. I\u2026.I\u2026\u2026I\u2026..\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Joseph?\u201d his father repeated, with a somewhat softer tone.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, if you don\u2019t let me up from here, I\u2019ll die of\u00a0clotted<\/em><\/strong>\u00a0boredom (the\u00a0VERY<\/strong>\u00a0worst kind\u2014I know cause I invented it myself.)!\u201d he finished with a desperate tone.<\/p>\nDespite himself, Ben began to chuckle. Hoss and Hop Sing had come over to the sofa by this time and Hoss joined his father in laughing and even Hop Sing had to smile. Finally the look of desperation and frustration left Little Joe\u2019s face and he too grinned and then laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Pa, it\u2019s true. There ain\u2019t nothin\u2019 wrong with my legs\u2014and they can\u2019t be still anymore!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, Joe, we are just going to have to find some way to get those legs to cooperate with the rest of you, because Doctor Martin was quite clear that you couldn\u2019t be up today and I am not about to tangle with Paul Martin, Son.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe had become hopeful but his face clouded up again when he heard that.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut PA!\u201d he said, his voice rising again.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow, now, wait a minute, Joe, let\u2019s see if we can\u2019t come up with a plan to keep us all out of trouble with Doctor Martin. How about if you agree to stay in bed and rest today and I let Hoss out of doing all his chores so he can spend the afternoon with you?\u201d Ben asked with a twinkle in his eyes, seeing as how he had already told Hoss he could spend the afternoon with Joe to keep him occupied.<\/p>\n
Joe considered this a minute, then said, \u201cWhat about tomorrow? When can I go back to school?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNow don\u2019t push your luck, Joseph. Doctor Martin said he will be out in the morning and then we will see what he says. But Joseph, I want your word that you will not pull a stunt like you did yesterday, sneaking off to school again. Do you understand, Joe?<\/p>\n
\u201cYes sir\u201d Joe replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, do I have your word that you will not try to sneak off again?\u201d his father asked, realizing at the last minute that his earlier statement did not guarantee compliance.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes sir\u201d Joe answered, miserably.<\/p>\n
Hoss and Joe spent the rest of the afternoon in Joe\u2019s bedroom. They played checkers, attempted a game of chess, talked about things that happened when Hoss was still in school, their plans for the summer, and read some of the detective and crime magazines that Joe had collected. Their father stopped by several times to see how they were doing. He finally was convinced that Joe really did feel fine and thought that as long as he was careful, he probably could get out of bed\u2014-provided Paul agreed, of course.<\/p>\n
When Adam came in for the evening, Hop Sing told him that everyone was in Joe\u2019s bedroom. Hop Sing followed it up with a monologue in Chinese that though unable to speak Chinese, Adam knew that the general purpose was to convey his disapproval of the activities in Joe\u2019s room. When Adam reached the room, his father was sitting on one side of Joe\u2019s bed and Hoss was sitting at the foot, and Joe was perched in the middle. Ben was in the middle of telling a story from his sailing days. Adam smiled and joined the group, pulling a rocking chair up close. When Ben finished, he turned to Adam and said<\/p>\n
\u201cHi, Adam. You must have been busy today. Did it take that long to get the branding finished?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Pa, as a matter of fact, I went into Virginia City this afternoon. We needed some supplies to finish the branding and to repair a fence over in Ridge Meadow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh I see\u201d Ben replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, Joe, guess what I found out while I was in town?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat Adam? Are you engaged to be married or something?\u201d Joe said, teasing his brother.<\/p>\n
\u201cNope even better than that\u2014for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAm I engaged to be married, Adam?\u201d Joe asked and they all chuckled.<\/p>\n
\u201cNope, do you want to hear this or not?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell tell me Adam, What?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell it seems that a family of skunks was living under the school house and became upset this morning. They have cancelled school until Monday to let the school air out.\u201d He replied smiling.<\/p>\n
At that news, Joe\u2019s eyes brightened. This was just the thing he needed. Because if there were no school, ST wouldn\u2019t be there and there would be no fights until Monday and he would make sure he was back by Monday.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey now that is what I call good news!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut this morning you were in an all-fired dadblamed hurry to go back to school. Now you are glad it is stopped \u2018til Monday?\u201d Hoss asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYep Hoss, that was this morning.\u201d Joe replied.<\/p>\n
The three elder Cartwrights just shook their head and Ben winked at Hoss, they knew that trying to understand the youngest Cartwright was impossible sometimes.<\/p>\n
However, Joe was the model patient from there on out. Even Doctor Martin was convinced that he was doing so well that there was no need for him to be confined to bed past Friday and told him if he were careful, he could go back to school on Monday. Joe made sure he was careful and by Saturday, the twinges of pain he felt were not even worth worrying about. He spent Saturday thinking of strategies of how he and his friends were going to take on Walter and his pals and rally around ST.<\/p>\n
On Sunday morning, probably for the first time in his life, Little Joe was up and dressed and ready well before time to leave to go to church. He was anxious to get to church and see his friends so he could tell them his plans. His family seemed to be in no hurry, but finally, they made it to town. His father had insisted on taking the buggy instead of riding Cochise, otherwise he would have been there much sooner. When they finally made it to the church, he was up and down from the buggy before his father\u2019s cautions escaped his lips. His father called after him, \u201cJoe don\u2019t overdo it.\u201d But Little Joe was out of ear range before the words were uttered.<\/p>\n
Joe went looking for his friends, and finally seeing them he headed over there. He was unprepared for what came next. His friends, Billy, Pete, Steve, and even Les gave him a very cold welcome. Joe knew there was something wrong right away.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey fellas, what\u2019s up? What\u2019d I do? I didn\u2019t stir up those skunks, though whoever did was a genius.\u201d Joe noted a momentary grin on Pete\u2019s face, but it was replaced by the mask of coldness that he had seen earlier. Before anyone answered his question, Pete\u2019s and Les\u2019 fathers came up and told them to come along with them. That left Billy and Steve, looking at the ground or each other awkwardly.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right. Out with it. What\u2019s going on here?\u201d Joe asked.<\/p>\n
Billy took one more look at Steve and said \u201cI\u2019m gonna tell him. I don\u2019t care what they say.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me what?\u201d Joe asked perplexed.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe, our Pas said you was an injun lover and we aint sposed to have nothing to do with you so we don\u2019t get scalped our ownselves.\u201d Steve said in a rush.<\/p>\n
\u201cScalped? What are you talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re talkin\u2019 \u2018bout the way you was talkin\u2019 and laughin\u2019 with that injun, Joe. It just ain\u2019t right. Decent people don\u2019t have nothin\u2019 to do with savage heathens.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah they\u2019re just lyin\u2019 murderin\u2019 thievin\u2019, barbaric animals, Joe\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe\u2019s temper was rising with every word. He couldn\u2019t believe what his friends were saying. How could they say that about ST or about his people?<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that the way everybody feels, Steve?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYep Joe that is the way everybody feels.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou, too, Billy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYep, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you need him for, you got us. Ain\u2019t we good enough for you?\u201d Billy asked.<\/p>\n
Joe looked at Billy, unable to believe that his good friend could be saying this. He looked back at Steve and found himself ashamed\u2014ashamed of their hatred, their ignorance, their beliefs. He tried to control himself and said, \u201cBut you need to meet ST. Give him a chance. You\u2019ll like him to.\u201d Unfortunately, using the nickname that he had given Sharp Tongue gave the boys the opinion that their friendship had progressed even further than it had and that made them even angrier.<\/p>\n
\u201cST?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou already using nicknames?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does he call you, Lone Rich White Boy?\u201d<\/p>\n
This was more than Joe could stand. Just at that time; however, his father came over and put an arm around Joe, saying \u201cHi, boys. Come on Joe, you can talk to your friends tomorrow. It\u2019s time to go in.\u201d and with that, he led Joe away, totally unaware of the situation he had just extracted Joe from. The only other person Joe saw from school was his long-term friend, Bec, who had heard he had been injured and came over to see how he was doing. She had overheard her father tell her mother about the fight.<\/p>\n
She approached the buggy after Joe\u2019s father had gone to find Hoss and Adam. Joe was sitting alone in the buggy with anger and frustration about to reach the boiling point when Bec approached.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, Joe. You okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSure you wanta be seen talkin\u2019 to the injun lover?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe Cartwright, you apologize right now or I may just give you another broken rib. You have no reason to talk to me like that!\u201d she said and as Joe looked at her he knew two things. (1) He did owe her an apology because Bec would never turn her back on a friend, and (2) She probably would give him another broken rib if he didn\u2019t apologize in a hurry.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry Bec, I didn\u2019t mean it.\u201d He said contritely.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s better, Joe. How are you?\u201d she asked concerned.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine. I\u2019ll be back at school tomorrow, but \u2018Bec what is wrong with everybody? Some of our friends won\u2019t even talk to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, Joe, it is not all their fault. I heard Mama and Daddy talking. All the parents are riled up about Sharp Tongue coming to school here. Even Daddy didn\u2019t think it was a good idea. That\u2019s why I have to go straight home from school and have to wait \u2018til time for classes to begin before I can come.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201c\u2019Bec what do they think that he is gonna do? Scalp somebody right there in school?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe try to see their side, they are just scared\u2014well at least some of them are scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the others, \u2018Bec?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell some of the others, like Walter and his gang\u2014well they are just mean and they see a chance of making themselves look more important by pickin\u2019 on somebody else\u2014-at least it\u2019ll give the little kids a break.\u201d She attempted to get Joe to smile, because she could see the smoldering anger in his eyes. It didn\u2019t work.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the others, \u2018Bec?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell some of the others, Joe are jealous of Sharp Tongue.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJealous of ST? Whatever for?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell they are jealous because you talked to him and didn\u2019t stay with them and he has a pony like Cochise\u2026I don\u2019t know all the reasons, Joe. But I can recognize jealousy when I see it.\u201d<\/p>\n
As she said this, Ben, Adam, and Hoss approached the buggy. Seeing them, she said<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019d better get going myself. See you tomorrow, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n
When Joe didn\u2019t respond, a look of curiosity passed between Adam and Ben who figured Joe and Bec had an argument about the town social or something like that. Joe didn\u2019t join in the conversation on the trip home, causing his father to glance at him several times, trying to see if there were some physical problem. Seeing none, he attributed it to young love and convinced himself to stop worrying about it.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 15<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Joseph was up and dressed before his father knocked on his bedroom door on Monday morning.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell good morning Son. I hope this is the start of a new tradition\u2014your not having to be dragged out of bed every morning.\u201d Ben said, smiling at his son, the infamous sleepy head and late riser of the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n
Joe looked at his father and a brief look of irritation crossed his face, rapidly replaced by a grin. He got tired of being teased about liking to sleep late, but he couldn\u2019t deny the fact that he did hate to get up and tried to get as much \u201cextra\u201d sleep as he could, making him rush around trying to catch up with his chores.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Pa, you know someone has to be the last to get up\u2014-might as well be me.\u201d He said with a grin.<\/p>\n
Ben laughed and put his arm around his son and they walked down to breakfast together. Hoss and Adam, already seated at the big dining room table looked up in surprise to see Joe up\u2014dressed and most unusual of all\u2014in a good mood.
\n\u201cHey, Half-pint. You look like you are rearing to go this morning. Sure wish you could help out with the bronc-busting today.\u201d Hoss said.<\/p>\n
Little Joe looked up hopefully, then realized Hoss was only teasing. His father wouldn\u2019t let him bust any broncs\u2014yet.
\n\u201cHoss if you need help, I\u2019m your man\u201d he said grinning at his brother. Adam joined the conversation, saying \u201cLittle Joe, just as soon as you are big enough, you can sure ride my share of \u2018em. I am tired of trying to sit on stubborn horses that don\u2019t want a saddle on \u2018em, much less a rider.\u201d<\/p>\n
Hoss and Ben both looked at Adam , expecting his benign reference to \u201cbig enough\u201d to set Joe off. Instead Joe smiled at Adam and said, \u201cYou got yourself a deal, Adam. I\u2019ll hold you to it.\u201d Hoss and Ben exchanged surprised looks, but said nothing.<\/p>\n
Like any other breakfast, Ben and Hoss and Adam ate and discussed their plans for the day. Joe ate some, played with his food some, and planned his day. He knew that if he could just talk to his friends and get them to meet ST, they would like him, too. He had been trying to think of someway to make his friends come around. \u201cWalter is the biggest problem\u201d he said out loud without meaning to.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, what did you say about a problem?\u201d Ben asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cUh, sorry, Pa. Well you know how I hate those algebra problems.\u201d He said, not exactly lying. \u201cPa, may I be excused? I don\u2019t want to be late.\u201d He said, rising from the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cJust a minute, Son. I have to go to Virginia City so I will ride in with you.\u201d Ben said.<\/p>\n
This of course had the expected reaction from Joe.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, I don\u2019t need you to ride with me to school. I\u2019m all right.\u201d He said loudly, his face turning red in its intensity.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course you don\u2019t Joe, but I have to go anyway. You aren\u2019t telling me you don\u2019t want my company, are you?\u201d Ben asked evenly, as he walked over to the credenza to pick up his hat and gun belt.<\/p>\n
Joe did resent his father going with him, because he knew it was contrived, but he also knew that if he said that, he would be in trouble. He chose to ignore the question and went out the door, closing the door with a resounding\u00a0slam<\/em><\/strong>. He went into the barn and began to ready Cochise for the trip to Virginia City. As he was finishing up Cochise, his father came into the barn and saddled Buck, bringing with him the lunch that Hop Sing had packed for Joe. Joe took it and shoved it into his saddle bag, with a muttered \u201cThanks.\u201d Ben chose not to press the issue, he knew that Joe\u2019s bad mood would dissipate quickly enough.<\/p>\nAs a matter of fact, the only reason he needed to go to town was to talk to Roy Coffee. Roy and Ben had been friends since right after Marie had died, when Joe had attempted to ride his pony after Hoss and Adam, gotten lost and wound up at a new neighbor\u2019s house and getting taken to the Sheriff\u2019s office. Roy had told him later that he had thought the Cartwright\u2019s had been remiss in their duty of keeping a little boy safe. However, pretty soon after that, when he had gotten to know the family and Little Joe better; he had revised his opinion completely, telling Ben it was a miracle that he had any hair left at all.<\/p>\n
Father and son rode in silence for a long time. Initially the silence was awkward and uncomfortable. Soon they both felt an easing of the tension between the two and there was a perceptible change in their posture and their facial expressions. Neither of them commented upon the change, but they both knew the other one felt it too. Midway into the ride they began to talk, or more accurately, Joe began to talk and his father began to listen. This was something treasured by both the son and father. Joe had been feeling neglected of late, thinking his father was no longer interested in him. Ben on the other hand, had been feeling too pressured by demands of the ranch and had missed the time he normally spent with his youngest son. This ride restored the balance between the two.<\/p>\n
When they approached the Virginia City school house, Ben could see Little Joe tensing up again. He watched his small son, sit up straight, scanning the school yard as if looking for someone.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe, who are you looking for, Son?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNobody special, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, I can ride the rest of the way from here. It would be easier for you to get to town if you went that way\u201d Joe said, pointing to the road that led straight to the heart of the bustling mining town.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you don\u2019t want to inconvenience me, is that it, Joseph?\u201d Ben asked with a twinkle in his eyes. He knew that Joe didn\u2019t want to be seen being escorted to school.<\/p>\n
Joe just shrugged his shoulders and looked down at his horse. Ben\u2019s heart melted at the sight of him, with his in-need-of-a-haircut brown hair curling around his collar and his long, dark eyelashes shading green eyes\u2014he looked like the image of his mother.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell all right then, I will see you when you get to the Ponderosa. Remember, Joseph, come straight home. You have some chores to catch up on, young man.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe smiled gratefully at his father and said, \u201c\u2019Kay, Pa. Bye.\u201d He urged Cochise into a gallop and headed towards the school. He didn\u2019t turn back to look or he would have seen his father, sitting up ramrod straight in the saddle, watching him. His father rode slowly down the road, keeping sufficient distance behind Joe that he couldn\u2019t hear him, but staying close enough to keep him under surveillance. He noted the teacher come out and signal someone to ring the bell. He watched as Joe reined in Cochise, tied her next to a brown and white pinto, and then walked toward the school. After everyone had entered the school house, only then did Ben turn Buck slowly around and head toward the Sheriff\u2019s office.<\/p>\n
He opened the door and went inside the Sheriff\u2019s office to see his old friend. Roy Coffee had been Sheriff in Virginia City for close to 15 years now. He was no longer a young man, slightly older than Ben Cartwright. He had a reputation for being able to outdraw most criminals and being able to outsmart all but a few of the rest of them\u2014the others\u2014he just outlived \u2018em. He was honest, hard-working, and dedicated, and had served the people of Virginia City and Story County well over the years. He and Ben had an easy, comfortable friendship that had been tested over the years by sadness, tragedy, grief, and loss. Ben frequently stopped in to see Roy on his trips to Virginia City. Today he had a purpose for the visit; today he was in need of services from the Sheriff.<\/p>\n
\u201cHowdy, Ben. You\u2019re out awful early, aint you?\u201d Roy asked, already up and pouring Ben a cup of the black and very strong coffee they both favored. Ben accepted the cup and took a swallow.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello, Roy. How\u2019s it going with you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t complain. Well I could but it wouldn\u2019t do me no good. No one in this town listens to the Sheriff anyway. How\u2019s Little Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI just left him at school, Roy. He is fine. But I wanted to talk to you about keeping him that way. I don\u2019t want my boy being beaten just because he is gonna stand up for the Indian boy. And you know Little Joe well enough to know that he won\u2019t back off. Besides, Roy, that Indian boy deserves some protection, too.\u201d Ben said, his voice rising and becoming faster and louder with each word.<\/p>\n
Roy raised his hands up, palms turned toward Ben, in an effort to calm him down.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m way ahead of you, Ben. I had me a deputy over to the school house this morning and I got one assigned to be over there at lunch time and dismissal time. Just the presence of the law there oughta keep things calmed down, I\u2019m a thinkin\u2019.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben considered this and finally nodded his head and smiled at Roy.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, Roy, I agree. That should just about do it.\u201d He smiled in relief.<\/p>\n
\u201cI figgered I can keep it up \u2018til the novelty wears off anyhow. Reckon how long that will take?\u201d he asked Ben.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell something about hell and freezing-over comes to mind Roy, but perhaps we will be pleasantly surprised. I hope the people of Virginia City are better\u2019n that.\u201d<\/p>\n
The two friends chatted amicably while they drank two cups of coffee. Then Ben bade his friend goodbye, after thanking him for thinking ahead. Then he departed and rode back toward the Ponderosa where he had a lot of work to do.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 16<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Little Joe went into the classroom, embarrassed by the stares and gasps as he entered and by the snickers and chuckles he heard from Walter and his friends. He glared at them as he made his way to his seat. Sharp Tongue looked at him with surprise when he sat down. He started to ask something right when Miss Lambert started talking. She was generally tolerant of some talking and activity by students; but the tension in the school-room made her nervous and she warned them to be quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cSettle down, class. I will not tolerate talking while I am trying to take attendance. Now I will call roll.\u201d She started with the names, when she came to Sharp Tongue\u2019s there was some snickering to which she replied sharply, \u201cThat will be enough.\u201d And looked at Walter with as near a menacing stare as she could muster. It was effective, because the noise stopped. When she got to Joseph Cartwright, she stopped looking at the roll and looked closely at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, I am so sorry to hear that you were injured. The Sheriff has assured me that nothing of the sort will happen again.\u201d As she said this, she turned from looking at Joe to Walter, whose face reddened and he squirmed uncomfortably in his chair. Joe blushed at her remark, but fortunately no one saw him because their eyes were all on Miss Lambert or Walter.<\/p>\n
Sharp Tongue looked at Joe with a questioning look, but Joe shook his head and said \u201cLater.\u201d<\/p>\n
The morning dragged on and on endlessly. At least the temporary closure of the school had put several of the grades behind, so Miss Lambert had little time to spend upon any particular subject, including algebra. They took no mid-morning break that day. Any student who needed to be excused had to request special permission. Little Joe began to think that he was going to have to raise his own hand when finally Miss Lambert called lunch. Joe and ST got up and headed toward the back of the class-room. Joe looked at his friends as they stared at him with frowns on their faces. He noticed that the girls were not approaching him, but appeared to want to. He realized that their parents had probably told them to stay away. Little Joe walked towards a group of the boys and saw them turn away. He stopped in his tracks and said,<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on ST. Let\u2019s go see about our horses.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sharp Tongue noticed the reaction from Joe\u2019s friends and was pleased. He had always known that white people could not be trusted. Here even the white boy\u2019s friends turned away from him. Sharp Tongue\u2019s father\u2019s purpose for him coming to this school was to learn the white man\u2019s ways.<\/p>\n
\u201cI see the white man\u2019s ways, Father,\u201d he thought to himself, \u201cand they are cowardly ways, just as the great warriors have always told us.\u201d<\/p>\n
When Joe and ST came out of the building, Joe immediately noticed two Sheriff deputies stationed on either side of the school-yard. He guessed this was how Sheriff Coffee had assured Miss Lambert that there would be no more fights. But he knew that the Sheriff\u2019s deputies could not be there forever and that sooner or later, he and Walter would have another round. He just hoped he was alone with Walter when it came. Joe and ST went to tend to their horses and again settled down to enjoy their lunch. ST had brought along lunch, wrapped in a doeskin cloth. He offered some to Joe and Joe took it, not at all sure he wanted it. However, he also did not want to offend ST, so he gingerly put some of it in his mouth and chewed it, followed quickly by a large swallow of water from his canteen. After drinking the water, he wiped his hand across his mouth and quickly took a bite of the sandwich Hop Sing had packed for him. Without swallowing the food in his mouth first, he assumed as mild and even a tone as he could and asked:<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was that, ST?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sharp Tongue laughed inwardly at the white boy. He could tell he didn\u2019t like the taste of the food, but pretended to like it. He respected the effort. Most white people spit it out. He himself was not all that crazy about pemmican, and ate it only when it was all he had. He intended to eat more of the flat corn cakes and dried deer than the pemmican.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou no like?\u201d he asked, as if offended.<\/p>\n
Joe considered lying to him but he was at heart a truthful person, so he said,
\n\u201cWell, ST, let\u2019s just say that it wouldn\u2019t be number one on a list of my favorite foods.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sharp Tongue actually smiled at this. He looked at Joe and said,<\/p>\n
\u201cNot even great Chiefs put it first on list of favorite food.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe laughed at that statement and said,<\/p>\n
\u201cWell what is it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is called pemmican\u201d ST explained. \u201cIt is made of dried meat pounded into a flour, berries, and bear fat drippings. It give energy and can last long time.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe made a snarl with his lips as ST explained what it was made of\u2014especially the bear fat drippings.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo wonder it lasts a long time\u201d he said. \u201cNo one wants to eat it.\u201d<\/p>\n
He then offered ST some of the many sandwiches that Hop Sing had packed for him, knowing that LJ would share his lunch.<\/p>\n
Just as they were finishing their lunch, they heard a commotion coming from towards Virginia City. Joe and ST got up and ran and looked to see what the ruckus was. They didn\u2019t see anything, except the two deputies got up and mounted their horses and rode away towards the town. From their vantage point, they could see the school yard but they could not be seen. Joe saw Walter and his friends, plus some of the \u201cneutral\u201d boys, and a couple of boys that he considered his friends, all laughing and pointing. He noticed they were pointing towards the trail that he and ST had taken to come up to their eating place. He realized that if he and ST were there when the mob of boys got there, there was no way they could defend themselves against them. The mob of boys had already started up the trail, getting louder and louder as they approached.<\/p>\n
Joe knew they had to move fast and they couldn\u2019t get to their horses without going right past the mob on the way down. Ordinarily that wouldn\u2019t have bothered Little Joe but he was not sure that Walter wouldn\u2019t do something to hurt Cochise to make her stumble or slow her down. He would not endanger his horse for his own safety. He looked around desperately, trying to find a way down to safety, but seeing none. Then he remembered the cave.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on ST, we have to get out of here. Follow me.\u201d He shouted and pulling onto ST\u2019s arm, he led him to the cave and pushed him in. He picked up a bush and brushed away their tracks quickly, hoping that none of them were skilled trackers. He then entered the cave, bringing the brush with him. He put his fingers on his lips and signaled ST to be quiet and led the way to the back of the cave. The cave entrance was narrow, more of a hole in the mountain than a cave and they had to crawl into it. After crawling several yards on their hands and knees, they reached an area that was wider and taller. A few more yards and they could actually stand up in the cave. Joe went over to the far side of the cave where there was a ledge in the wall and reaching his hand up carefully, he slid his fingers along the ledge until he found what he was looking for\u2014a flint and some kindling wood. ST was standing quietly in the dark, not knowing what the white boy was doing.<\/p>\n
When Joe pulled down the kindling, he put it on the dirt, about \u00bc of the way from the left side of the cave, and began to try to light a fire with the flint. ST, recognizing what Joe was trying to do by the sound, reached over and finding the flint in Joe\u2019s hand, took it from him. With two flicks on the flint, he had a spark and soon he was able to light a long piece of the kindling so that the two could see each other.<\/p>\n
Joe smiled and said, \u201cI told ya I might need a good hide-away some day.\u201d<\/p>\n
ST was about to respond when they heard the sound of the mob of boys approaching. They couldn\u2019t make out the words, but they could tell they were extremely angry. Now and then they would make out a word or a phrase, such as \u201cdirty murderin\u2019 injun\u201d or \u201csorry injun-lover\u201d or \u201chigh-and-mighty Cartwrights\u201d. The mob of boys became louder and louder as their search turned up no signs of the two boys. Joe was relieved that none of them were good trackers; he knew that Hoss would have spotted his quick attempt to disguise their tracks immediately. \u201cI would love to see Hoss right about now\u201d he thought.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy you run and hide?\u201d ST asked. \u201cI thought you braver than white man. You must be coward like all the rest\u201d ST said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI ain\u2019t no coward.\u201d Joe said with a fierce look, \u201cAnd don\u2019t you ever say that again or I will pummel you myself. But my Pa taught me there\u2019s a difference between bein\u2019 a coward an\u2019 bein\u2019 an idiot\u201d he said. \u201cTwo of us takin\u2019 on 12 of \u2018em\u2014that\u2019s what my Pa would call idiotic.\u201d<\/p>\n
ST considered this and said, \u201cYou are right. I take back saying you are coward. Brave warrior still know when time to leave fight and come back to fight later with better chance of victory.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe looked at him and smiled. This was one of the first times that they had actually agreed on something. \u201c\u2019Course my Pa says ever\u2019 time I get into a fight, it was the wrong thing to do anyways.\u201d<\/p>\n
ST nodded his head and said, \u201cMy father say same thing, Joe Cartwright.\u201d<\/p>\n
From their cozy little hideaway in the cave, they heard the bell ring and then they heard the mob of boys slowly giving up on the search and going back down to the school yard. They were about to come out and rejoin the school, when they heard other voices coming up the hill. Joe sneaked back to the cave entrance so he could hear the voices and what they were saying. He recognized one of the voices as Sheriff Coffee and figured the others were the deputies. Then he heard Miss Lambert\u2019s voice. \u201cWhat is going on?\u201d he thought to himself.<\/p>\n
He made out just enough of their conversation to realize that they were searching for them. Sheriff Coffee was really letting the deputies have it for leaving their post on account of some firecrackers, no doubt set by one of the boys to create a diversion. Joe was about to call out but then he realized that if he did that, everyone would know about the cave. This cave was special to him. Hoss had brought him here the first time when he was very young and he had a problem at school. He and Hoss had come here many times after that; sometimes when he was feeling bad about something at school or sometimes when Hoss was feeling bad about school. But they were always careful not to let anyone know about \u201ctheir\u201d hideout. Although Joe knew that Hoss wouldn\u2019t get mad at him, he didn\u2019t want to divulge the secret of that hideaway. He didn\u2019t know why, but he felt strongly about that.<\/p>\n
He stayed quiet and still within the cave. He at first thought that the Sheriff would be able to see the tracks and the hasty job of cover up, but then he realized that the boys had obscured any visible tracks that he and ST had made. Finally he went back to ST and said, \u201cUnless you have a burning desire to learn all about linear algebra this afternoon, what say we hang out in here until school is out and everyone is gone?\u201d<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 17<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Joe and Sharp Tongue stayed quiet and still, hidden away in the depths of the shallow cave, lit only by the small embers of flame from the small pieces of kindling they each held. When one would burn down, they would light another one to keep the flame going. As the two sat there in the near darkness, they found it easier to talk. It was as if the barriers of their different backgrounds and cultures disappeared in the ethereal light of the cave. Joe told of his life on the Ponderosa, his father, his brothers, his love for the Ponderosa, and the death of his mother. Sharp Tongue spoke of his life with his tribe, his brothers, his father, the death of his own mother, and the love for the land as well.<\/p>\n
As the afternoon wore on, the sounds of the Sheriff and the other searchers faded away from their hearing and quickly after, from their thoughts. Over the course of the next few hours, the two boys spoke more candidly with each other than they would have ever dreamed possible. They revealed thoughts, dreams, plans, and even some of their deepest fears. Their discussion started on the personal level but progressed naturally to broader issues. Despite their differences, they were amazed at their similarities in thought, personal beliefs, and favorite pastimes.<\/p>\n
After noting their similarities they were then astonished to find themselves so different on issues that affected not just them, but their family, people, and way of life. This was made clear when Sharp Tongue told Joe that in his mind and in those of his people, the Ponderosa did not belong to the Cartwrights. Joe was aghast to hear this and was at first ready to fight his new-found friend. Angrily, he began to relate how hard his father and brothers had worked to build the Ponderosa and how hard they all worked now to keep it beautiful and safe from people who would destroy its beauty. ST listened. Then ST explained how his people believed that the land and all its natural resources belonged to no ONE person or tribe. He explained that the land was there for all people of all tribes and that all people were responsible for protecting it. Little Joe listened.<\/p>\n
After ST finished speaking, a silence came over the two boys as they reflected upon what the other had said. Finally, Little Joe spoke and said, \u201cI understand what you mean, ST.\u201d Sharp Tongue smiled and said, \u201cAnd I understand what you said, Joe.\u201d The two friends smiled and then ST reached into his pocket and removed a small sharp knife and while looking steadily at his friend, he made a quick slash across the inner aspect of his left wrist, drawing a blood line. Joe initially was surprised by the action, but then he held out his own wrist to ST, who made a similar cut on Joe\u2019s wrist. Then the two boys pressed their cuts together and allowed their blood to commingle. Their eyes held each other for a few moments without speaking. Then ST grasped Joe\u2019s hand, entwined it with his own and said,<\/p>\n
\u201cAs drops of our blood are now joined in our bodies, so are we joined now in spirit as brothers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBrothers\u201d, repeated Joe, returning Sharp Tongue\u2019s gaze.<\/p>\n
After the drama of becoming blood brother\u2019s, they both felt the need to lighten the mood and decrease the intensity of the conversation. Their talk turned to lighter topics. Joe asked ST what he thought about girls and about courting rituals in his tribe. LJ was not too impressed with their courting rituals; he told ST that if he were held to the rules and customs of ST\u2019s tribe, he suspected he would already be considered \u201cmarried\u201d by now. They both found this funny and laughed out loud. ST replied that his father and all the fathers of the girls in his village didn\u2019t have to know everything. They laughed about this, but the mention of ST\u2019s father made Joe think of his own father. Thinking of his own father was pleasant at first\u2014then he thought of what his father was going to say or do to him if he found out about this afternoon. ST watched him curiously as his facial expressions changed from one of mirth to one of consternation.<\/p>\n
\u201cMan, I gotta see what time it is. If I can get outta here on time, maybe Pa won\u2019t hear about this.\u201d He said, jumping up and running to the entrance to the cave. He walked out of the cave, closely followed by ST. Joe was pleased to see that the sun was not too low in the sky, although it was obviously later than he had hoped. He turned to ST and said, \u201cWe\u2019d better get going.\u201d They walked quickly to their horses, Joe concentrating on getting on his way as quickly as possible. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two pinto ponies, right where they had been left earlier that day. He was so concerned about the time and trying to think of a plausible explanation for being late that wouldn\u2019t be a lie, that he didn\u2019t notice the group of people sitting on the grass near their horses. As he walked up to Cochise, something about the pony\u2019s movements made him look around and then he saw their welcoming committee. Walter and his friends were sitting around on the grass near their horses, drinking beer and smoking cigarettes.<\/p>\n
He quickly gave Cochise a closer look to make sure that his horse had not been harmed. He moved to get between Walter and ST, trying to think what to do. His quick look around told him there were 9 boys and no one else in sight. He gave ST a quick glance and made a face, which roughly translated meant something like, \u201cUh-oh, we are in for it now\u201d, then he threw the first punch, hitting Walter squarely in the jaw. ST followed suit, selecting one of Walter\u2019s closest henchmen. In the bedlam that followed, Joe and ST landed a few more punches, but they were no match for Walter\u2019s gang. Walter had recruited some of his older and even bigger cousins to help. They fought back vigorously and with all their might and did a respectable job, considering the odds, but in the end, Walter\u2019s friends overcame the efforts of the two boys.<\/p>\n
When they finally were beaten and couldn\u2019t offer up any defense, Walter directed his friends to throw them across their ponies. After they did this, Walter walked around and jerked Joe\u2019s head up by his hair, saying, \u201cThat\u2019s what we think of injuns. There\u2019s just one thing I hate more than injuns. That\u2019s injun-lovers Cartwright. You remember that.\u201d He offered one more blow to Joe\u2019s face, after which Joe didn\u2019t open his eyes. With that he swatted the flanks of the two horses, sending them running. The two horses afraid of the commotion both headed to their home; in opposite directions.<\/p>\n
Joe was aware that he was in the saddle, half sitting and half lying on Cochise\u2019s neck. Sometime later, Joe aroused sufficiently to slow Cochise down and to seat himself more comfortably in the saddle. He was still only about \u00bc of the way home when he was met by a group of riders coming from the Ponderosa into Virginia City. This group was led by a silver-haired man with a worried look on his face. Sheriff Coffee had come to tell him of the day\u2019s events and they had headed back to look for the two missing boys. Hoss Cartwright was the first to spot Joe\u2019s pony.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, there he comes.\u201d Hoss hollered, pointing to Cochise coming down the road.<\/p>\n
Ben was about to say something when he realized that Joe was barely able to stay in the saddle. He and Hoss immediately rode to meet Cochise. They pulled up along side of Cochise and Hoss leaned over and grabbed her reins and stopped her. Ben quickly dismounted and rushed to the horse\u2019s side. Joe looked down and said, \u201cPa\u201d, then collapsed into his father\u2019s arms.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 18<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Joe woke up in his own bed with Hoss sitting by his side. He groaned as he raised up on the bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, Little Joe, just lie still, would ya? Pa just went down to let the Doc in. They\u2019ll be right up.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe frowned and groaned again, this time the groan was in response to Hoss\u2019 statement, not from pain. \u201cI don\u2019t need no\u2026..\u201d<\/p>\n
His sentence was cut short as his father ushered in Dr. Martin. Seeing that Joe was awake, Dr. Martin said, \u201cWell young man, now what have you gotten yourself into?\u201d with a mock angry look on his face.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m all right. Pa, I don\u2019t need no\u2026..\u201d<\/p>\n
Again Joe\u2019s words were cut short as Dr. Martin came over and said, \u201cAll right, everybody out. Let me see what the damage is this time.\u201d Ben looked as though he wanted to stay but Dr. Martin caught his eye and motioned for him to go on out. Ben shrugged and putting his hand on Hoss\u2019 back, began to push him out of the room, as well. They were met at Joe\u2019s door by Adam rushing up the stairs with Joe\u2019s room his destination. Ben grabbed his arm with his other hand and said, \u201cCome on, boys, Dr. Martin evicted us all. We\u2019ll wait downstairs with Roy.\u201d As he led Adam and Hoss down, they met Hop Sing hurrying upstairs with hot water and bandages.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, how come Hop Sing always gets to stay and we don\u2019t?\u201d Hoss asked.<\/p>\n
Adam chuckled and said, \u201cBecause Pa and Dr. Martin are afraid to run him out, Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben opened his mouth to protest, but then thinking better of it, he said. \u201cAdam is right, Hoss. I\u2019m not about to even try to run him out and I am sure Paul feels the same way.\u201d Roy Coffee said, \u201cWell don\u2019t look at me, \u2018cause I sure ain\u2019t gonna tell \u2018im.\u201d They all laughed and then settled in downstairs to wait. Adam fetched coffee for them to drink while they waited and they talked of ranching, of the growth of Virginia City, mining, the law, and many other subjects that none of them could have recalled an hour later, as their minds were all wondering what was going on upstairs. Roy told the other Cartwrights how some of the boys had set off some loud firecrackers as a diversion and when the deputies had gone to see what was going on, Walter\u2019s gang had planned to beat up Joe and the Indian. \u201cBut somehow, Joe and that injun managed to hide out so that Walter couldn\u2019t find \u2018em. Problem is, neither could I when Miss Lambert informed us that they did not return to the classroom after lunch. That\u2019s when I got the story \u2018bout the plan from one of the boys who decided he didn\u2019t want to protect Walter anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell how did they get beat up then, Roy?\u201d Adam asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell seems to me that somehow Walter and his friends musta stuck around and ganged up on Little Joe and the injun after we left to come get you.\u201d Roy said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you do with Cochise, Roy?\u201d Hoss asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I left her where she was, right with that injun\u2019s pony. They had good shade, grazin\u2019, and fresh water, so I figured they was better off there than in the livery. Did ya know he has a brown and white pinto?\u201d Roy asked curiously. The three Cartwright said at the same time, \u201cOf course when they came back for their horses, they probably jumped \u2018em then.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I give my deputies what-fer for leaving, they won\u2019t be makin\u2019 that mistake agin, I guarantee you, Ben. This won\u2019t happen again if I can help it.\u201d<\/p>\n
After only 20 minutes Paul Martin descended the stairs, with Little Joe right in front of him. Joe had been cleaned up and was sporting some new bruises and scrapes on his face, but appeared to be in relatively good shape. Ben, Adam, and Hoss all jumped up and headed to meet them. Ben reached Joe as he landed on the last step. Ben leaned over in front of him so that he was at eye level and looked into the hazel green eyes of his son and saw the clear sparkle that he looked for.<\/p>\n
\u201cPaul?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s fine, Ben. Lots of bruises, but no broken or fractured bones this time. No bumps on the head, either.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told ya I was okay, Pa.\u201d Joe said, attempting to disengage himself from his father, who had put a firm hand on his shoulder. As Joe began to move away, Ben allowed him, but went with him and steered him to the sofa, giving him no choice but to sit.<\/p>\n
Roy Coffee sat next to him and said, \u201cHey Little Joe, I have a few questions I need to ask you, just for my records.\u201d He looked back at Paul Martin and said, \u201cIs that all right, Paul?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Roy, just don\u2019t overdo it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLittle Joe I already got the general idea of what happened at lunch time from Billy. One thing I am dyin\u2019 to know is where you and the injun hid out?\u201d he looked at Joe, all curiosity at this point.<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t tell, Sheriff Coffee.\u201d Joe said, looking him directly in the eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cJust a minute young man, what do you mean you can\u2019t tell? You answer the Sheriff\u2019s questions, Joseph.\u201d His father said authoritatively.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, I can\u2019t. I promised I wouldn\u2019t tell.\u201d Joe pleaded with his father.<\/p>\n
\u201cPromised?\u201d Ben said, his voice rising. \u201cPromised that Indian boy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo Pa, not Sharp Tongue.\u201d Joe replied quietly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen who did you make that promise to, son?\u201d Ben pressed his son for an answer, as he did not like his own authority being usurped.<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t tell, Pa.\u201d Joe said stubbornly, refusing to tell his father and meeting his stare directly.<\/p>\n
Hoss, listening to this exchange and watching the stubborn set of both his father\u2019s and younger brother\u2019s jaw was trying to think of something that was niggling at his mind. Suddenly, he remembered and he knew where Joe had been. He looked at his father and said,<\/p>\n
\u201cWait a minute Pa, let me talk to him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben looked at his middle son, surprised, but said, \u201cIf you think you can help, Hoss, please do so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLittle Joe, am I the person you made this promise to?\u201d he asked, looking at Little Joe directly. Hoss\u2019 pale, cool blue eyes locked with Joe\u2019s hazel green sparkling eyes and Hoss knew he was right. At first Joe didn\u2019t say anything, but as Hoss continued to look encouragingly at him, he sighed and said, \u201cYeah, Hoss. I promised and I never break a promise.\u201d<\/p>\n
Hoss smiled and reached over and ran his big beefy hand through his younger brother\u2019s curly hair, slightly damp still. \u201cIt\u2019s okay, Joe, you can tell. That was real quick thinking of you. I am proud of ya.\u201d Joe hesitated and Hoss nodded his head toward him and motioned for Joe to tell.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe hid in a little fox cave in that bluff on the side of the school house.\u201d He said without enthusiasm, hating breaking a promise to Hoss, despite Hoss telling him it was okay.<\/p>\n
\u201cA fox cave? Near the school? Well I\u2019ll be a monkey\u2019s uncle.\u201d Roy said chuckling.<\/p>\n
Ben and Adam looked at each other and both shrugged their shoulders and shook their heads, indicating that they knew nothing about such a place.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell why didn\u2019t they look in there?\u201d Adam asked.<\/p>\n
Hoss spoke up at this point. Smiling, he said, \u201cI bet they don\u2019t know \u2018bout that cave. I found that cave one day and Joe is the only person I ever showed it to.\u201d He said. \u201cYou don\u2019t see it if you ain\u2019t looking for it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow\u2019d you find it, Hoss?\u201d Ben asked, interested in this secret shared by his two younger sons.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was following a fox one day and she kept disappearing at the same place, so I just kept looking and stumbled on it\u2014literally, one day. Me and Joe used to hide out in there ever\u2019 now and then when we needed a safe place.\u201d Hoss said, meeting his father\u2019s gaze steadily.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, Little Joe, didn\u2019t you hear me callin\u2019 you?\u201d Sheriff Coffee asked, interrupting the discussion of the cave.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, sir.\u201d Joe said, his eyes downcast.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you answer me, boy? Or come on out then?\u201d Roy asked, irritated at the time he wasted looking for his friend\u2019s son and the worry he had caused him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, if I had answered you or come out, you would have found the cave and I promised Hoss I wouldn\u2019t let no one know \u2018bout it.\u201d Joe replied matter-of-factly.<\/p>\n
The other adults in the room looked at each other and kind of shrugged. By their facial expressions, they showed they could see the logic of this statement. Hoss, however, looked at his younger brother and winked at him. For the first time, since getting home, Joe smiled and his eyes twinkled.<\/p>\n
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Chapter 19<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Sheriff Coffee asked Joe a few more questions about what happened and found that his conjecture had been accurate, as had theirs about when and where the boys jumped Little Joe. Joe was reluctant to name the assailants, but Sheriff Coffee tricked him by naming the boys who were involved, plus some not involved. Joe proclaimed the innocence of the boys who had not been involved, thus by default identifying the guilty boys. Sheriff Coffee promised Ben to have a talk with the boys and their families and to make sure that the deputies were more careful next time.<\/p>\n
Doctor Martin told Ben that Joe could go to school as long as he stayed out of any fights. As he was leaving Paul Martin told Ben, \u201cBen, you know I love that young son of yours like he was my own, but I sure don\u2019t envy you trying to raise him.\u201d He and Roy Coffee left together, headed back to Virginia City at a much more leisurely pace than their trip to the Ponderosa had been.<\/p>\n
After the departure of the sheriff and the doctor, Hop Sing announced that dinner was ready and they headed toward the table. Ben at first watched Joe anxiously to reassure himself that he was really all right, but Little Joe and Hoss were engaged in a lively conversation talking about the last time that they had been into the cave together. Joe told Hoss how he saw the fox who inhabited the cave frequently and how he fed her his leftover lunch. Joe failed to note the reaction to that information, but Adam caught his father\u2019s eye and they both shook their heads and laughed. Joe was eating and talking and giving no indication that he wasn\u2019t feeling well, so Ben relaxed.<\/p>\n
After the meal was over, they went into the living room. Ben broke his usual routine of working on the paperwork immediately after dinner. Instead he joined his sons in front of the fire. He watched as Joe and Hoss played checkers, and then challenged Joe to a game after he had beaten Hoss three games to one. Joe was free from homework that night since he hadn\u2019t been in class to get an assignment and had left all his books at school, so Adam couldn\u2019t even tutor him at all. He thought to himself that getting beaten up was almost worth it to not have any homework to do.<\/p>\n
Ben proclaimed that the whole family should get to bed early that night, drawing protest from only the youngest son for whom the extra sleep was really intended to help. Adam and Hoss both said that they thought it was an excellent idea and they each grabbed Joe by the elbow and Adam said \u201cCome on little brother, don\u2019t make me do it the way I did when you were little.\u201d He and Hoss escorted Little Joe to his room, despite his attempts to persuade first Pa and then them that he wasn\u2019t tired at all. However, once Hoss and Adam had unceremoniously dumped him on his bed, he realized he really was tired. Quickly undressing, he climbed into bed, shifting several times until he found a position that was the most comfortable and avoided the most of his bruises. He was asleep within five minutes of getting into bed.<\/p>\n
Ben sat downstairs for a while enjoying the solitude, watching the flickering of the fire as it died down. He thought about what his son had done and although he was not happy about the consequences, he was proud that his son stood up for the Indian boy. He wanted his son to be unbiased and fair and to be willing to fight for his beliefs. But he could not help but worry about him. Although he was developing muscles from working, he was still smaller and slighter of build than most boys his age. His brothers, Hoss in particular, had taught him to fight to compensate for his smaller size. But nothing could have helped him against so many boys. He was proud of his quick thinking and decision to hide from the gang; it almost worked.<\/p>\n
When the fire died down completely with just a few glowing embers left, he went upstairs himself. He stopped to check on Joe as he always did, despite Joe\u2019s telling him that he didn\u2019t need to do it anymore. Some things he did for Joe, and some things he did for himself\u2014this was one of those things he did for both of them. Joe was lying on his back, his covers strewn off the bed already. Since he was a baby, Little Joe had wrestled with his covers and tossed them off repeatedly during the night. His mother had said that tossing and turning was what made his hair so curly. As he thought of Marie, he smiled and walked over to get a closer look at his son, so much like his mother. He smoothed a stray curl off his son\u2019s forehead and said softly, \u201cSweet dreams, Son,\u201d and turned to extinguish the lamp. As happened so many times, just as he was about to put out the flame, a sleepy voice said, \u201cLet it stay on a little longer, Pa.\u201d. Ben smiled to himself and said quietly, \u201cI\u2019ll leave it burning low, Joe. Go back to sleep.\u201d He looked back at his son and he looked exactly the way he did when he had left the bedside. There was no evidence that he had even moved or spoke. He turned the flame as low as possible, then quietly exited the room, closing the door behind him.<\/p>\n
Breakfast the next morning was a typical Cartwright morning scenario, with Ben having to send Hoss to wake Joe up. After several attempts, Hoss was able to get Joe up and get him moving. He sat in Joe\u2019s rocking chair and talked to him as Joe performed his morning ablutions. Hoss knew that if he left Joe on his own too soon, he would simply go back to bed and be asleep again in no time. Hoss decided that Joe was not too much the worse for wear, his face was more bruised and a little swollen, but he didn\u2019t look nearly as bad as he did the last time. Without talking much the two of them went down to breakfast. Joe ate about what he usually ate, but drank two cups of coffee. Adam pointed out to his father that some doctors at Harvard were saying that children shouldn\u2019t drink coffee and that something in the coffee made some people too active so that they couldn\u2019t concentrate. Ben appeared interested and Joe scowled at Adam. Hoss said \u201cWhy Adam that is about the most ridiculous thing I ever heard of. How can a cup of coffee be bad for you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe finished his second cup of coffee and asked to be excused to go to school.<\/p>\n
\u201cSure, Joseph. But you be careful.\u201d Ben said, lightheartedly.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe I will ride with you to town. I have some errands I need to do and we may as well ride in together.\u201d Adam interjected.<\/p>\n
Joe stood up from the table, looked at both of them and then raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes back\u2014letting them both know that he was not falling for their charade. He didn\u2019t argue, however, he knew that it would be pointless. He said sarcastically, \u201cSure Adam if you are dying to ride to Virginia City at 06:30 in the morning, be my guest.\u201d He gave his father a scowl for good measure, then headed towards the barn, with Adam right behind him.<\/p>\n
Adam tried to get Joe to talk about the problems he was having with Walter and his friend, but the more questions Adam asked, the more tight-lipped Joe became. Adam finally gave in, saying, \u201cJoseph you are MOST stubborn Cartwright for sure.\u201d Joe didn\u2019t say anything but his facial expression hinted at the humor with which he had taken the remark. When they approached the school-yard, Joe pulled Cochise up to a stop and turned and looked at Adam. Adam stopped and looked at Joe quizzically, waiting for Joe to ask him something. Instead Joe just sat there watching him. Finally Adam asked, \u201cWhat are we stopping here for?\u201d Joe replied with a smile. \u201cAdam, I am waiting here until I see you right over there on that street in Virginia City. Having Pa watch me go to school is bad enough. I will NOT have my older brother watching me like I was a first-grade kid.\u201d Adam started to refute the comparison, but seeing the set of Joe\u2019s jaw, he knew it was pointless. He laughed out loud and said, \u201cNot only the most stubborn Cartwright, but the most stubborn human being!\u201d and turned his horse and headed toward Virginia City. When Joe was satisfied that he was too far to double back and watch him, he turned his own horse toward the school and rode up to the school yard. He was troubled when he didn\u2019t see Sharp Tongue\u2019s horse. He hoped he had not gotten a worse beating than he did. Just then the second school bell rang, the one indicating tardiness, so Joe hurried to finish caring for Cochise and walked quickly to the school building.<\/p>\n
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Chapter 20<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
There were several surprised gasps when Little Joe walked into the classroom and took his seat. To show that he wasn\u2019t afraid, Joe turned and glared at the boys who had been involved in the beating the day before, or at least at the ones who were there. Walter and several of the others were not there and Joe wondered what had happened. He had heard the Sheriff tell Pa that he would talk to them and their parents, despite his refusal to implicate them. Somehow Sheriff Coffee had known. As Miss Lambert called the roll, he turned back toward the front of the class room. She again paused when she got to his name. \u201cJoseph, I am glad you are back this morning. We missed you yesterday afternoon.\u201d She said sternly. \u201cSheriff Coffee must have told her what happened, too\u201d he thought to himself. \u201cGreat. Just what I need\u2014another busy-body watching everything I do.\u201d He thought exasperatedly.<\/p>\n
The morning dragged on endlessly. Joe watched the door, hoping ST would come in late, but he knew it was futile. He wondered if ST had been injured worse than he was, or if he just decided not to come back anymore, or perhaps his father was getting ready to lead a war party into Virginia City right this very minute to seek revenge. He was imagining the entire scene in his head\u2026the Chief wearing full war paint and his longest ceremonial head dress, surrounded by thirty braves in full war paint and carrying bows and arrows riding down the main street of Virginia City, straight up to the school house\u2026.., when he became aware of someone poking him in the back and suddenly, his teacher\u2019s face right in front of his own.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMa\u2019am?\u201d he managed in a slightly halting voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I can see that your absence yesterday did not make your desire to pay attention to the lessons increase, Joseph.\u201d She said with a minor note of irritation, but also with a major note of humor.<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry, Ma\u2019am. I was just thinkin\u2019 of\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
When his voice trailed off, Miss Lambert interrupted, thinking it was probably in her best interests not to know what he was thinking about.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, Joseph, I do hope that after the noon meal that you will be able to pay better attention. Class is dismissed for lunch.\u201d She said, smiling at the children and starting a mad dash for the cloak room.<\/p>\n
Joe turned to thank \u2018Bec for trying to save him from Miss Lambert.<\/p>\n
He grinned at her and said, \u201cGood try, \u2018Bec. What were you poking me with anyhow?\u201d<\/p>\n
She laughed and showed him the fountain pen she had used to try to rouse him.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that all? It felt like it was much bigger.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow ya doin\u2019 Joe?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine, \u2018Bec. No problems.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then one of the girls called her from the back of the room, so she hurried off to collect her lunch and meet her girl friends.<\/p>\n
Joe walked to collect his lunch more slowly than usual, just a little stiff from sitting so long without moving. He felt alone and realized how much he and ST had shared in the last few days. . He noticed the deputies on either side of the building and shrugged his shoulders. After getting his lunch he didn\u2019t quite know what to do, since he and ST had pretty much been ostracized by the other boys And some of them he was not all that anxious to see anyway. He decided to go check on Cochise first anyway. As he walked towards Cochise, he saw several of his friends watching him. When he got to Cochise he had a strong urge to jump on her and ride away, back to the Ponderosa, to the lake to think. He saw that the grass where he had tied Cochise was over-grazed so he moved her to a new spot under the shade of some cottonwood trees and refilled her water bucket from his canteen. Then, grabbing the lunch Hop Sing had packed for him and squaring his shoulders, he marched toward the group of his friends.<\/p>\n
They watched him approach, but no one said anything. Their expressions seemed to be wary, but not hostile. He stood awkwardly for a few seconds, trying to decide what was the appropriate action to take. He was about to walk on, when Billy said, \u201cSit down and rest your legs a spell, Joe.\u201d He sat down and gave Billy a facsimile of a grin. Billy grinned back and asked him what Hop Sing had sent him for lunch. \u201cMy Ma sent me sandwiches made of left-over fried liver! Wanta trade?\u201d Joe made a face at the thought of a fried liver sandwich, then opened up the lunch that Hop Sing had sent. He pulled out fried chicken, roast beef sandwiches, blueberry muffins, and apples; taking one sandwich and an apple, he put the rest in the middle of the other boys and watched as they grabbed for the food.<\/p>\n
In the ensuing silence as the boys began to eat the surplus food from his lunch, he watched their faces, trying to determine what was different about them. When they had all slowed down their feeding frenzy, they began to talk, awkwardly at first, then becoming more natural as their conversation continued. Finally one of the boys asked what he was sure all of them were thinking: \u201cWhat is that injun like, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n
He was glad the question was finally out in the open. Now maybe he could make them understand ST so they wouldn\u2019t be so harsh to him. Joe tried to tell them about ST, but they interrupted his narrative constantly with dumb questions like \u201cHow many white men has he killed?\u201d or \u201cHas he ever been in a war party?\u201d Joe tried to be patient at first but he became more and more irritated as he realized they didn\u2019t really want to know about ST, they just wanted to have the tales they had heard confirmed. He knew that they were willing to accept him back into the group again, only if he played along with them and talked about Sharp Tongue. He couldn\u2019t believe how ignorant and unfair they were being. At last he could stand it no longer and said harshly, \u201cDo you want to know about Sharp Tongue or do you just want me to make up some outrageous lies to tell you?\u201d With that he got up, said, \u201cI\u2019m going inside.\u201d and left the group of boys with surprised looks on their faces that were replaced with frowns. He heard one of them say, \u201cStill an injun-lover, I guess,\u201d and turned around and gave them all a hard stare before continuing into the school building.<\/p>\n
As he entered the building, Miss Lambert looked up, surprised to see him coming in early. She said \u201cWell, Joseph, you certainly gave us all a fright yesterday. Thank goodness Sheriff Coffee came by to tell me what had happened to you. If you had come out when the Sheriff was looking for you, you wouldn\u2019t have been harmed, Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, Miss Lambert, but I just couldn\u2019t.\u201d he said, looking down.<\/p>\n
The teacher, very perceptive, could see that something was troubling him by looking into his eyes, so clear and sparkling usually; now they were clouded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it Joe?\u201d she asked kindly, trying to help him get it out.<\/p>\n
\u201cMiss Lambert? Do you know when Sharp Tongue will be back at school?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
The teacher took a deep breath, knowing that the answer she knew would not help his troubled mood. She considered lying, but she thought that would not be fair, so she motioned for him to sit down. She pulled up a chair and sat beside him. \u201cJoseph, I am sorry but Sharp Tongue will not be coming back. Mr. Carter came by this morning to tell me that Sharp Tongue\u2019s father had told him that the decision was up to Sharp Tongue and he did not wish to return.\u201d She paused to gauge the effect the information had on him and her heart caught when she saw his pained expression. \u201cJoe sometimes things just don\u2019t work out. I am proud of you for trying to befriend Sharp Tongue and for sticking up for him, too, though I wish you would have let us help you. But it is probably best for everyone this way.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo it ain\u2019t best this way\u201d Joe said in a quiet, almost flat voice. \u201cIt can\u2019t be best this way, Miss Lambert. We have to get him to come back. We hafta convince him to come back.\u201d He said almost desperately. Miss Lambert was taken aback by the urgency of his statements and felt it better to put a quick end to this line of discussion. \u201cJoseph, Sharp Tongue is not coming back. There is nothing we can do to change that. You need to just put that out of your mind and go back to your routine. Your friends are lost without you\u2014why I haven\u2019t had to keep a single one of them after school since you started spending all your time with Sharp Tongue. We gave it our best try Joe, and it didn\u2019t work. Now it is time for me to ring the bell. I suggest you put this out of your mind and start thinking about linear algebra for a change.\u201d She said smiling. As she rose to go ring the bell to signal that the noon break was over, she couldn\u2019t resist ruffling the soft curls on his head.<\/p>\n
The rest of the afternoon passed interminably slowly. Joe was again lost in thought, worrying about Sharp Tongue, aggravated that his friends were so ready and willing to accept him back into their group\u2014if he had wanted to go along with them and talk about Sharp Tongue. He was feeling such an emotional upheaval and he didn\u2019t know what to do. These boys had been his friends for a long time; they had played together, talked together, even gotten into trouble together. He had never questioned their beliefs or feelings about Indians before. He just took it for granted that they would be willing to give ST a chance. He felt that if he went along with them he was betraying Sharp Tongue, but he also felt that if he didn\u2019t go along with them, he was somehow betraying their friendship.<\/p>\n
But he knew that it wasn\u2019t right that Sharp Tongue left as he did. Miss Lambert was wrong, it wasn\u2019t \u201cbest for everyone\u201d and it wasn\u2019t their best try either. There had to be something they could do to persuade Sharp Tongue to come back. There had to be. He vowed to discuss it with his father. \u201cPa will know what to do\u201d he told himself. \u201cPa always knows what to do\u201d he concluded. \u201cI\u2019ll ask him as soon as I get home.\u201d That decided, he felt better and although he was still not attentive to his lessons, at least he was not in such emotional turmoil and he daydreamed the rest of the afternoon away.<\/p>\n
When the school day was finally over, he rushed out to get on Cochise, not noticing until he got to her, that someone was waiting there for him. \u201cHoss!\u201d he smiled at his brother. He knew it was no coincidence that Hoss was there to meet him, but he didn\u2019t care, he welcomed the company on the long ride home. He and Hoss talked easily. Hoss didn\u2019t mention Sharp Tongue and neither did Joe. He didn\u2019t mention it not because he didn\u2019t want to discuss it with Hoss, but because after deciding to talk to Pa about how to get Sharp Tongue to come back\u2014it was no longer a concern to him. He knew Pa would take care of it, so he and Hoss just joked and laughed and enjoyed each other\u2019s company. Joe asked him what he was doing there, just to see what he would say. \u201cWell I had to go to the hardware store for Pa\u2026.\u201d Hoss began, but when he saw Little Joe\u2019s skeptical look, he said, \u201cWell dadburn it, Little Joe, we just didn\u2019t want you getting beat up again and I figured it was \u2018bout time that Walter tangled with someone his own size for a change.\u201d Little Joe just laughed and said, \u201cYeah Hoss, all I need is for you to fight my battles for me.\u201d Hoss looked puzzled but didn\u2019t say anything else on the subject.<\/p>\n
When they got home, they hurried through their chores, Hoss doing most of them while Joe \u201chelped\u201d him. This was partly due to Joe\u2019s recent injuries, but also was just how it normally happened. Hoss loved hearing Joe talk and didn\u2019t mind the fact that he did more of the actual work than Joe did. Their father had come out as soon as he heard them come into the yard, just \u201cto say hello\u201d, he said, but again Joe was not fooled\u2014he was checking up on him. He had to admit he didn\u2019t really mind his father\u2019s checking up on him and his brother\u2019s back-up sometimes, but sometimes it was annoying. Tonight he didn\u2019t want to show any aggravation because he wanted to make sure his father was in a good mood at dinner when he planned to bring up the subject of getting Sharp Tongue back to school.<\/p>\n
The evening meal started out as usual, with everyone in good spirits. The elder Cartwrights were relieved that Joe had been to school and come home with no further injuries. Mr. Carter had come by to offer his apologies for Joe\u2019s injuries and had told him that the Indian boy would not be coming back to school. Although Ben did not approve of what had happened, he was secretly very glad that the Indian boy would not be back\u2014that seemed better for all concerned, especially his youngest son.<\/p>\n
Things took a rapid downspin however, as soon as Ben asked Joe to tell him about his day. Joe chose this opportunity to tell his father what Miss Lambert had said about Sharp Tongue. After saying it, he paused, expecting to hear his father\u2019s exclamation about how unfair that was and how it had to be rectified. Instead there was silence from all three of the other Cartwrights. Joe was puzzled but he plunged on with his assessment that something had to be done, that they had to get Sharp Tongue to come back to school. Finally he stopped talking, looked at his Pa and said, \u201cDon\u2019t we, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben sighed, and looked Joe straight in the eye and said, \u201cNo, Joseph, I don\u2019t think we should.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut Pa\u2026\u201d Joe started. He was interrupted by Adam saying, \u201cJoe what good will it do Sharp Tongue to learn things like algebra?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe gave him a cold look and said angrily, \u201cIt\u2019ll do him \u2018bout as much good as it will me, Adam. But that isn\u2019t the point!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, calm down\u201d his father said, trying to restore the peace of a few minutes earlier.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut, Pa\u2026\u201d Joe said again. This time his father held out his hands and said, \u201cWait a minute, Joe, hear me out,\u201d giving him a look that said \u201cListen\u201d.<\/p>\n
Joe stopped talking and looked at his father suspiciously.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe I am sorry for the way this happened, but it is just too much to ask of the students and their families. There has been too much blood shed in the past and too much tension to expect people to just accept an Indian.\u201d\u201dBen tried.<\/p>\n
\u201cPa, there\u2019s been Indians killed too\u2014and they were here first.\u201d Joe responded, thinking of some of the horrors that Sharp Tongue had told him in the cave. Sharp Tongue\u2019s own mother had been killed by a raid by some drunken white men.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Joe, but this is a very complicated issue and the way it was handled, just sprung on people with no preparation didn\u2019t help. Maybe some time in the future with better planning, it could work, but not now. And not with Sharp Tongue, Joe. It is too late. He has made his decision and we must respect that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut Pa it ain\u2019t fair!\u201d Joe shouted.<\/p>\n
\u201cJOSEPH<\/strong>! You sit still and do not raise your voice to me. Is that understood?\u201d Ben said, looking at his son with that look his son knew so well that dared him to proceed. This time, however, he didn\u2019t heed the warning, instead he repeated the same statement, only louder this time, directing the sentence to all members of the family, any men in the bunkhouse, and probably to God himself.<\/p>\n\u201cIT AIN\u2019T FAIR, PA. IT AIN\u2019T FAIR<\/strong>.\u201d He yelled as loudly as he could.<\/p>\nBefore he knew what happened, his father was around to his chair, pulling him up firmly, though gently due to the injuries.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, you get to your room and wait for me there. I will expect an apology when I come up. For your sake, you\u2019d better hope I have calmed down when I come upstairs.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe gave him one more defiant look, then turned slowly and headed upstairs, stopping only to say, \u201cI don\u2019t like that ol\u2019 broccoli anyhow<\/em><\/strong>!\u201d then headed towards his room, slamming the door for emphasis.<\/p>\nBen sat down, looked at his other two sons and said, \u201cThat boy is the most stubborn person I have ever met.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam replied, \u201cI know one more just about as stubborn.\u201d And smiled.<\/p>\n
Hoss said, \u201cWell I know two of \u2018em near \u2018bout as stubborn, as a matter of fact, Adam.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben looked at Hoss over this, started to reply that he didn\u2019t know what they were talking about but finally said, \u201cWell Marie was more stubborn than me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adam agreed, \u201cYes, Pa. I think you are right, but you were right behind her. The bad news is Joe inherited it from both of you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben laughed along with them, then said, \u201cSO what you are telling me is that it is my fault?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201dWell, Pa, you have to admit it ain\u2019t\u00a0ALL<\/strong>\u00a0his fault since he just got what you and his Ma gave him.\u201d Hoss said, always advocating for his brother.<\/p>\n\u201cI know Hoss, I\u2019m really not even mad with him. He\u2019s right, it isn\u2019t fair. But sometimes life isn\u2019t fair and he has to learn to accept that or he will be in for a lot of heartache and trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe? In for trouble? And I think he will be giving the heartache instead of having it.\u201d Adam said. They all laughed and started to finish their meal. Ben pushed his plate away and said, \u201cYou know what? I hate that ol\u2019 broccoli too.\u201d<\/p>\n
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Chapter 21<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Little Joe was more frustrated than angry when he got upstairs. He had been so sure that his Pa would know what to do to get Sharp Tongue back to school. He realized as he waited for his father to come upstairs that he had had unrealistic expectations for his father. \u201cI\u2019m not a little boy anymore and Pa can\u2019t fix everything\u201d he chided himself. Still he hadn\u2019t expected his father to merely give in to the situation without a fight at all. \u201cFight<\/strong>!\u201d he said out loud. \u201cOf course. That\u2019s why, I bet.\u201d He had figured out that his Pa just wanted to stop the fights that he had gotten into on account of Sharp Tongue. \u201cNO wonder he isn\u2019t going to do anything\u201d he thought. \u201cHe\u2019s afraid I will get hurt. I shoulda known. He\u2019s just trying to treat me like a little boy. But it ain\u2019t right.\u201d His insight made him understand his father\u2019s actions and that lessened his disappointment in his father\u2019s response. At least he knew it wasn\u2019t his father\u2019s belief that Sharp Tongue shouldn\u2019t be allowed to go to the school with white boys. But that didn\u2019t solve the problem. He guessed if his Pa wouldn\u2019t help him, he would have to do it himself. As he lay on his bed, waiting for his father to come upstairs, he began to formulate his plans for fixing the problem himself.<\/p>\nAbout an hour after he had been sent to his room, he heard his father coming up the stairs and braced himself for whatever punishment his father would give him. He wished he didn\u2019t have so many bruises still because he knew that because of them his father would not resort to a thrashing. Not that he liked a thrashing, but at least it was fast and over and done with soon and the lecture was much shorter. When his father didn\u2019t resort to physical punishment, his lectures tended to be longer and he expected Joe to participate in discussion with him. He would know soon, he realized as his father knocked at his door.<\/p>\n
When his father came in, he was carrying a book from his study. Joe recognized the book and wondered what the significance of it meant, since it was a book of prayers. \u201cIs Pa gonna make me pray?\u201d he thought to himself. He knew what he had to do and he did it right away to get it over with, \u201cI\u2019m sorry for being disrespectful, Pa.\u201d He said contritely, since he was truly sorry.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am glad to hear that, Son. That temper tantrum was not at all acceptable for a young man your age, Joseph\u2014or for any age, in fact. I will not tolerate that kind of behavior. Is that understood?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, sir. I am sorry.\u201d Joe said dejectedly.<\/p>\n
Ben softened as he could tell that Joe was remorseful for his actions. \u201cJoe, I know you are disappointed about Sharp Tongue not coming back to school. I understand how you feel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPa we were just getting to know each other and if the others would just give him a chance, they would see that\u2026.\u201d He was interrupted by his father\u2019s putting his hands around his head, and drawing him closer to him.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe, I want to read you something out of this book of prayers. Listen to this.\u201d He turned the book to a page marked with a book-mark and began to read in his clear, rich, deep voice:<\/p>\n
God Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
\ncourage to change the things I can
\nand the wisdom to know the difference.
\nliving one day at a time,
\nEnjoying one moment at a time,
\nAccepting hardship as the pathway to peace.
\nTaking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it.
\nTrusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His will,
\nThat I may be reasonably happy in this life,
\nand supremely happy with Him forever in the next.<\/strong><\/p>\nWhen he finished reading, he looked at Joe and said, \u201cThis is a prayer that was written over a hundred years ago, Joseph. Do you understand what it means?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to answer, but Ben didn\u2019t expect him to so he answered his own question. \u201cIt means that there are things in this world, that may not be to our liking. With those things if we have courage, we can work to change some of them. But some of them we can\u2019t change by our actions, no matter how much courage we have. We have to have the wisdom to know which is which, Joe. What do you think that means in this situation, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe again shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to answer, knowing what his father expected him to say. His father, however, pressed him to reply this time, wanting his son to verbalize what he knew he was thinking.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI guess you think it means that Sharp Tongue leaving is one of those things I am supposed to just accept.\u201d He said in a low, barely audible voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell Joe, you have already acted with considerable courage and it didn\u2019t help, did it?\u201d When Joe again didn\u2019t respond, he prompted again, \u201cJoe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo sir, but\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph, no buts. Just read this again and think about it. We can talk more about it tomorrow. You need to get to bed now so you won\u2019t be such a bear in the morning. And Joe, you owe your brothers an apology in the morning, too. Understand?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right then, to bed with you, son. Good night.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNight, Pa.\u201d<\/p>\n
After his father left the room, Little Joe lay on his bed with his arms behind his head trying to think what to do. He read and re-read the prayer his father had left him, hoping it would make him feel better. He understood the prayer and could see what it meant. He knew what his father was trying to make him see. He just didn\u2019t agree that the situation with Sharp Tongue was truly one of those things that couldn\u2019t be changed. He knew his father had more wisdom than he did; he never doubted that\u2014but his father hadn\u2019t met Sharp Tongue either.<\/p>\n
He thought about that last afternoon they had spent together and shared so many things about their lives. Joe had been feeling guilty about how much better his life was and how he wouldn\u2019t switch with Sharp Tongue for anything. He had been shocked shortly after that thought when Sharp Tongue, noted for saying what was on his mind, had voiced the exact same sentiment. He had sounded as if\u00a0HE<\/strong>\u00a0felt guilty over how much better his life was than Joe\u2019s. This had been eye-opening for Joe, revealing the difference perspective made.<\/p>\n\u201cIf Sharp Tongue doesn\u2019t come back, that big ol\u2019 bully Walter\u2019ll win.\u201d He said to himself. He hated to admit it, even to himself, but that caused as much anguish as not getting to know Sharp Tongue better did. \u201cHe\u2019ll just go on bein\u2019 mean and bullyin\u2019 everybody and no one\u2019ll stand up to him.\u201d He mulled over this for a while, then pledged to do something\u2014to change things. Just as he had reached this conclusion, he heard steps coming back upstairs and realized that his father would be coming into his room to check on him. He moved hurriedly and jumped under the covers, pulling them up to cover the fact that he still had on his clothes and closed his eyes, just as his father softly entered the room. His father walked quietly over to the bed, saw the book still on the bed and picked it up and placed it on the bedside table, smiling because Joe had read it as he had requested. He said in a barely audible voice, \u201cGood night, my Son,\u201d and moved over and adjusted the flame, but did not extinguish the flame.<\/p>\n
After his father had left the room, Joe opened his eyes again as he listened to the sounds of the house going to sleep. He heard Hoss come upstairs and soon heard him snoring. Adam came later, and he heard him close his door. Adam would not go to bed until much later, but he would soon be engrossed in reading whatever book he was interested in and wouldn\u2019t be paying attention to anything else. He waited for another half an hour or so, then he very quietly got out of bed, and holding his boots in his hands, softly opened the door and crept down the stairs, carefully avoiding the places that creaked. He went through the kitchen making no noise so as not to awaken Hop Sing. He opened the cupboard and removed some muffins and grabbed some apples off the counter and placed the food in a bag from the cupboard. Then he silently went out the back door of the kitchen and headed to the barn to saddle Cochise.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 22<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
Ben Cartwright stirred in his warm bed just as the dawn was breaking. He lay quietly in bed for several minutes, watching the colors reflected from the rising sun change the room from gray to salmon or coral and finally to daylight. He rose, then stretched lazily and putting on his slippers he went over to begin his morning ritual of shaving and bathing. As he was getting ready to make lather out of the bar of shaving soap, he heard Hop Sing enter quietly. He smelled the coffee before Hop Sing said \u201cGood morning, Mr. Cartlight\u201d. This was one of the small indulgences that he really appreciated, having that first cup of coffee while he bathed, shaved, and dressed for the day. The coffee seemed to give him an invigorating start to the day and he realized that the older he got, the more he depended upon that cup of coffee to get him going. \u201cThanks, Hop Sing.\u201d He smiled graciously and appreciatively at the faithful house-keeper, cook, and general ruler of the Ponderosa house, and sometimes the Cartwright family, or so it seemed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre the boys up?\u201d he asked?<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Adam and Mr. Hoss start on chores long time ago.\u201d Hop Sing replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Joseph?\u201d Ben asked, knowing the answer to that question before he asked. They went through this same routine almost everyday.<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Little Joe not up. Want Hop Sing go get him up?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben considered that and then thought better of it, perhaps he would be in a better mood if he got him up and besides he had extra sleep last night so he shouldn\u2019t be in such a bad mood today. \u201cNo, Hop Sing, I will get him up on my way down. You go on to finish breakfast. We\u2019ll be down shortly.\u201d Hop Sing nodded and left the room. Ben finished the shaving and then got dressed in his typical workday clothes. When he finished he strode briskly and cheerfully to Little Joe\u2019s room, calling him as he did so. He knocked on the door but did not wait for an answer, knowing it would be long in coming. He stopped short when he had slung open the door and entered the room. Little Joe\u2019s room was empty. He noticed that Joe had slept on the top of the sheets, with only the comforter being disturbed. He was vaguely aware that something else wasn\u2019t right, but he didn\u2019t give himself time to think about it. Instead he went downstairs and out to the barn, figuring that Little Joe had indeed gotten up on his own and gone to help his brothers with the chores.<\/p>\n
Just as he opened the door to come out of the house, he was met by Hoss with a somewhat distressed expression on his face. \u201cHoss what is it? You look like you have seen a ghost.\u201d Ben told him.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Pa, it is more what I don\u2019t see than what I saw.\u201d Hoss informed his father.<\/p>\n
\u201cHoss don\u2019t speak in riddles, what are you talking about?\u201d Ben asked, as he suddenly realized what he had noticed about Joe\u2019s room\u2014there were no dirty clothes on the floor. The clothes Joe wore the day before always were on the floor in his room until he made him pick them up. He looked at Hoss and waited for him to confirm what he already suspected.<\/p>\n
\u201cCochise is not in her stall, Pa. Neither is Joe\u2019s saddle and bridle.\u201d Hoss said. Then hoping against hope, \u201cDid he say anything \u2018bout going to school early, Pa?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ben took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions. Finally, he blew out the breath and looked at Hoss and said, \u201cNo Son, your brother didn\u2019t see fit to discuss his early morning ride with me. In fact I have a feeling that your brother took off last night!\u201d Hoss\u2019 eyes widened as he considered this revelation. About that time Adam came out of the barn and joined his father and Hoss. As he gathered the gist of the conversation, he spoke up, \u201cPa you know where he\u2019s gone, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes Son, I guess we all do.\u201d Ben said with a disappointed look. \u201cI just thought I got through to him last night.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want to do, Pa?\u201d Hoss asked, knowing what the answer would be.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I guess we will have to go after him, but he has a good head start on us. Hoss you check out the tracks and make sure he is headed toward the Piute village so we don\u2019t head off in the wrong direction. Adam, you ask Hop Sing to package us some of that breakfast for the trail and let\u2019s get going as soon as we can.\u201d<\/p>\n
As the Cartwrights made their plans to go after him, Joe was approaching the Indian village. He had ridden slowly to make sure that Cochise was not injured, but the moonlight had been so bright that he had been able to make good time. It took a little bit longer to find the village than he had anticipated, because he only had a general idea of where it was. However, he figured it wouldn\u2019t have been a good idea to go riding into the village in the night time anyway. He stopped Cochise at the outskirts of the village, aware that he was under surveillance. He straightened up on Cochise and squaring his shoulders, rode directly into the center of the village, right up to the biggest tent, which he assumed to be the Chief\u2019s tent. He was temporarily distracted from his purpose when he glanced beyond the tents and saw a string of pinto ponies\u2014brown and whites and black and whites. He found their appearance breathtaking.<\/p>\n
A loud voice redirected his attention back to the tent. \u201cWhat makes you come into our village?\u201d the man about the age of his father asked. The man was dressed in traditional Indian attire, deerskin pants and shirt, but the intricate beading on the front of the shirt identified him as a tribal elder at the minimum.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy name is Joe Cartwright, Chief. I would like to see Sharp Tongue.\u201d He said with tiny a quaver in his voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy you come see Sharp Tongue?\u201d the man continued his interrogation.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he is my friend, my blood brother\u201d Joe said holding up his wrist and showing the mark still visible on his wrist. \u201cI come to see if he is well from the fight.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man\u2019s dark brown eyes revealed a spark of understanding and he asked, \u201cAre you white boy who fight with Sharp Tongue?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes sir. I want to talk to him please.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man stood there, saying nothing for several minutes. Joe stood there, returning his look, trying to appear calm, when in reality he was quaking inside.<\/p>\n
Making a decision, the man stepped quickly inside the teepee and before Joe could move, he was back with Sharp Tongue. Sharp Tongue was dressed in deer skin trousers, shirt, and moccasins. Sharp Tongue looked very surprised and not too happy to see Little Joe. The Indian Chief said, \u201cYou talk. Then you leave village.\u201d And with that he walked off, leaving the two boys alone.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing here, white boy?\u201d Sharp Tongue asked, giving Joe a venomous look.<\/p>\n
\u201cI came to see if you were all right.\u201d Joe said, overwhelmed at the bitterness directed at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell now you see I am fine. It takes more than some feeble white boys to harm Indian brave.\u201d Sharp Tongue spit the words out.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey what you mad at me for? I was on your side, ST.\u201d Joe spoke reasonably.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy name is Sharp Tongue and I will answer to no other.\u201d Sharp Tongue said, his eyes dark and unreadable.<\/p>\n
Joe was losing his patience this time. \u201c I thought an Indian brave would not turn on his brother.\u201d Joe said, holding up his wrist.<\/p>\n
Sharp Tongue\u2019s face showed a tiny indication of indecision, then he said, \u201cSometimes things are not meant to be. The wolf and the lamb are not meant to lie down together, nor the hawk and the rabbit. So it is with white man and Indian\u2014friendship not meant to be.\u201d Sharp Tongue said in explanation.<\/p>\n
Joe said, \u201cCome on let\u2019s sit down and talk about it, Sharp Tongue. I rode all this way and I have to let Cochise rest before I can go home anyhow.\u201d Saying this he sat down and leaned against the tee pee. Begrudgingly, Sharp Tongue sat near him, though still separated by some distance.<\/p>\n
\u201cSharp Tongue I am sorry \u2018bout Walter and his friends\u2014but all white men ain\u2019t like that. Come on back and give it another try. Please. White man and Indian can be friends\u2014it just takes more work. This ain\u2019t one of those things we just have to accept; it can\u2019t be. We\u2019re blood brothers.\u201d Joe pleaded with his friend and by looking into his eyes, he could tell he was making some progress.<\/p>\n
\u201cJoe in all the time I have been in your school, I have talked to only three people who do not hate me just because I am Indian\u2014you, teacher, and your friend who says she can outrun you. All others look at me like I have white man scalps hanging from my waist and afraid that I will eat them for the noon meal.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe got a smirk on his face when Sharp Tongue said this.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat makes you smile, Joe?\u201d Sharp Tongue asked curiously.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell I was just thinkin\u2019 that that may be better than eatin\u2019 that pemmican stuff.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sharp Tongue looked at him peculiarly, then laughed, along with Joe.<\/p>\n
\u201cNah, bear fat is much better than white man fat\u2014white man fat too greasy.\u201d He said and they both laughed harder.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t make me laugh so hard, it makes my sides ache some.\u201d Joe said, laughing even harder.<\/p>\n
Joe continued to persuade Sharp Tongue to try just one more time. Finally, Sharp Tongue said in exasperation, \u201cIf you will leave off talking, I will go. One more time. But I do not promise to stay. When do we go?\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe looked at the sun and doing a quick mental calculation, he said \u201cWhy not now? We could make it on time, early even, if that nag of yours can keep up with Cochise.\u201d He saw in his eyes that he had just clinched it. Sharp Tongue would now have to try to prove that his pony was faster than Cochise. He said, \u201cI will go speak to my father and then we will go.\u201d As he waited for Sharp Tongue he was talking to Cochise and telling her that she could beat Sharp Tongue\u2019s horse. It occurred to him that he did not know the other pinto\u2019s name. When Sharp Tongue came back he said, \u201cWhat did you name your pony?\u201d Sharp Tongue looked at him briefly and said, \u201cIndian do not \u201cname\u201d horse. Horse have own name.\u201d Joe, undeterred, said, \u201cWell then what is your pony\u2019s name that she gave herself?\u201d Sharp Tongue looked sheepish and said, \u201cGeronimo\u201d. They both laughed and as soon as Sharp Tongue had saddled Geronimo, the two boys started off toward Virginia City, going in the opposite way from which Joe had come from the Ponderosa.<\/p>\n
Since both boys wanted to test their own pony against the other\u2019s they practically flew into Virginia City, arriving at the school house early\u2014a race so close that they couldn\u2019t declare a winner. They both secretly thought it was the best thing that it happened that way, since neither wanted to win or to lose.<\/p>\n
They tied up their horses, taking extra time with them since they had ridden them hard. They were walking and laughing and heading towards the school when they heard Walter. Joe looked up quickly to size up the odds and was relieved to see that there was only Walter and two other boys. He had hoped to be able to talk to some of his friends and make them see that they had to give Sharp Tongue a chance so they would be willing to help defend him against Walter. However, no one else was even around yet. Joe decided that he should avoid a confrontation with Walter if possible. He said, \u201cSharp Tongue, let\u2019s not tangle with him right now. I would like to go home one day without a new bruise\u2014just to show my Pa that I can do it.\u201d Sharp Tongue said, \u201cIt is up to him. I will not start the fight, but I will not hide or run from it. Never again will I hide or run from the white man.\u201d<\/p>\n
Joe and Sharp Tongue continued walking in a direction that would take them to the school, but would detour around Walter and his two friends. Joe was holding his breath, hoping that Walter would not start a fight. Joe was praying, but it wasn\u2019t the serenity prayer he was praying. It was not to be answered in the way he had hoped, however. As they drew within 15 yards of Walter, they saw the three boys come towards them and even from that distance, Joe could see the menacing look on his face. He heard Walter say, \u201cLuke you go get the others, we are gonna finish these two off right here and now and I want everyone to get in on the fun.\u201d<\/p>\n
By this time, Joe and Sharp Tongue had stopped moving and were standing watching the other two boys approach. Joe tried to head it off by saying, \u201cCome on Walter, let\u2019s let bygones be bygones. What ya say?\u201d Walter stopped, looked at Joe coolly, then spit a wad of chewing tobacco spit between Joe\u2019s and Sharp Tongue\u2019s feet. \u201cI ain\u2019t lettin\u2019 nothin\u2019 go, Cartwright. You and this injun boy has caused me enough trouble and now it is time for me to pay you back.\u201d He made a motion as if he were gonna spit again, instead he belted Joe in the stomach. Joe was knocked down and Sharp Tongue drew back and hit Walter, connecting squarely on the jaw. Joe looked up at Sharp Tongue as he was getting up and said, \u201cGood one, ST.\u201d and the two boys smiled at each other as they continued to alternately duck, dodge, or punch the two boys. Between the two of them, they were able to keep the other two boys pretty much off-balance. Walter was big and strong, but not very fast or agile. Soon the second opponent had run off, leaving Walter to face the two boys alone. Joe and Sharp Tongue alternated fighting with him, allowing the other to catch their breath. The two of them together were able to gain the upper hand in the fight and were near to finishing him off, when the reinforcements came upon the scene. Six or seven other boys, some of them older brothers, soon joined in the altercation, turning the tide against Joe and Sharp Tongue. They stood their ground as best they could, but the extra bodies made them grossly undermanned.<\/p>\n
Once Joe and Sharp Tongue had been tamed somewhat by the other boys, Walter again assumed the lead and he directed the other boys to hold them for him. He and the other boys beat Sharp Tongue, until he was no longer struggling, all the while hurling insults and threats against him and his people. Two boys held Joe, during this attack on Sharp Tongue, forcing him to watch. He struggled and pleaded with them to stop, trying to make them attack him, instead of Sharp Tongue, but it was futile.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Chapter 23<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
After kicking Sharp Tongue one last time for good measure, Walter directed his assault toward Joe. He had just begun to really enjoy himself, when a gunshot made them all stop in their tracks. They turned to see Ben, Adam, and Hoss Cartwright riding up at a gallop. Adam had fired the gun and now directed it toward Walter and his friends. Hoss and Ben got down from their horses and hurried to Joe. Adam saw some other school children approaching the school and shouted for one of them to go fetch the Doc. He noticed a tall, dark-haired girl immediately take off toward Doctor Martin\u2019s office. He then dismounted and joined his father and brother.<\/p>\n
Ben was cradling Little Joe\u2019s head in his arms. Joe appeared to be semi-conscious and was trying to tell them something. Adam walked over and checked on Sharp Tongue, relieved to see that he was still breathing. He looked up to see Walter try to run away, but he needn\u2019t have worried\u2014Hoss grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around. Walter, surprised by being grabbed made a huge tactical error\u2014he swung on Hoss. For a quick moment, he thought he saw a look of pure glee come over Hoss\u2019 face. That was the last thought he had for some time, when he woke up in the jail. Hoss had punched him so hard that he was knocked out cold for over an hour. Hoss was disappointed that one punch knocked him out, wishing he could have hit him just one more time at least.<\/p>\n
Soon Doctor Martin arrived on the scene and began to issue commands. He directed Adam and Hoss to carry the two young men to his office, after carefully checking them over to make sure that it was safe to move them. When they reached the doctor\u2019s office, the two boys were put side by side on two narrow examination tables. Doctor Martin moved to Joe first, but Joe who had become more alert attempted to push his hands away and was trying to say something. Doctor Martin bent down so he could hear and said, \u201cWhat did you say Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSee about Sharp Tongue. He\u2019s worse off than me. It\u2019s my fault\u2026.\u201d He drifted off into unintelligible speech. Doctor Martin who had given both boys a cursory examination and knew that Sharp Tongue was no worse than Little Joe, whose earlier broken rib had been re-fractured, continued to work on Little Joe. Little Joe continued to try to protest and would not be still. Dr. Martin turned around to his cabinet and poured some reddish brown liquid into a glass and handed it to Ben and said, \u201cGet him to drink this, Ben. I need him to be still before he punctures a lung.\u201d Ben held the liquid to Joe\u2019s lips, forcing him to drink it, despite Joe\u2019s feeble attempts to avoid swallowing it. After he had finished drinking the medication, Joe said, \u201cIt\u2019s my fault Pa, it\u2019s all my fault\u2026..\u201d He then drifted off into sleep. Dr. Martin managed to clean and patch all the cuts and scrapes, bandage the larger open contusions, and bind his broken ribs. He bound it tightly this time, intending to make sure that Joe would be unable to do any further damage to them.<\/p>\n
After finishing with Joe, Dr. Martin took over from Mary, his nurse who had been working on getting Sharp Tongue\u2019s wounds cleaned up. He completed the cleaning up job and put ointment on the larger cuts and scrapes and bandaged them. Sharp Tongue had suffered no broken bones and his worst damage was bruising to his face. Sharp Tongue came to while he worked on him and Dr. Martin was alarmed by the cold, fierce look in his eyes. Sharp Tongue\u2019s first spoken words were: \u201cI want my horse and I want to get out of this white man\u2019s town.\u00a0NOW<\/strong>.\u201d Doc Martin was surprised that Joe Cartwright had been so willing to fight for someone with the hatred that he saw in his eyes.<\/p>\nHe said, \u201cLet me finish checking you over and I will have someone bring over your horse. I expect I can get someone to take you home in a wagon.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI will ride my pony.\u201d Sharp Tongue said, with that same cold, almost burning hatred in his eyes. \u201c I want nothing from the white man\u201d. He said with finality.<\/p>\n
About this time Sheriff Coffee came in and went directly to Ben. \u201cHow is he?\u201d he asked, concern apparent on his face. Ben saw something else there, too, but he wasn\u2019t sure what it was.<\/p>\n
\u201cPaul says he will recover.\u201d Ben said to allay his fears.<\/p>\n
\u201cBen I am as sorry as I can be. I had my deputies lined up to go, but I din\u2019t think Joe would get to school early.\u201d Sheriff Coffee said, his eyes remorseful as he looked at Little Joe with new bruises on top of fading bruises.<\/p>\n
\u201cRoy, if I can\u2019t even keep him on the Ponderosa, how can I expect you to keep him safe? It isn\u2019t your fault. It is that stubborn streak he has. He sneaked out of the house last night and rode out to Sharp Tongue\u2019s village and then they came back to school together. I know this because Adam and Hoss and I chased them all the way.\u201d Ben said, shaking his head.<\/p>\n
Roy repeated, \u201cStill Ben I am sorry no one was there to stop that. I got that Walter and his bunch in my jail cell and they won\u2019t be botherin\u2019 nobody for a good spell.\u201d Ben just nodded his appreciation as he sat down next to his son and, taking his hand into his, watched the rise and fall of his tightly-bandaged chest.<\/p>\n
Sheriff Coffee moved over to Sharp Tongue to talk to him about the fight. Sharp Tongue would not answer the questions Sheriff Coffee asked. Instead he looked at Roy with cold eyes and said, \u201cBring my horse here or I will go get him myself.\u201d Roy made several attempts to talk to him and tell him that all the people responsible were locked up. At this, Sharp Tongue fixed Roy, Doctor Martin, and the Cartwrights who were watching the exchange with a venomous look and said, \u201cNot until you lock every white man, woman, and child on the face of the earth in that jail will you have all the people responsible.\u201d He said this loudly and with as much loathing and fury as either of them had ever heard.<\/p>\n
As the adults listened to this, Ben realized that Joe was trying to move his hand and he looked into his face and saw that he had heard Sharp Tongue\u2019s acrimonious statement and was becoming agitated. Ben tried to calm him down, but Joe uttered a plea, \u201cSharp Tongue, NO don\u2019t..\u201d His statement was cut off by Sharp Tongue who jumped up from the table and came to stand over Little Joe. Joe tried to talk to him again, but the look on Sharp Tongue\u2019s face stopped him. Sharp Tongue said, \u201cWe were blood brothers for a short time, but the white man\u2019s blood that flows through your body will forever be a barrier between us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut ST.\u201d\u2026.Joe managed to say but again was met by an outburst by Sharp Tongue.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo not speak to me by that name. I am Sharp Tongue, a proud name of a proud people. I want nothing more to do with white man.\u201d He fixed Joe with a look filled with hatred and bitterness and turned to leave. He stopped and turned back towards Joe and said in a calm, cold, calculating voice, \u201cDo not come to my village again. You will not be welcome.\u201d With that he quickly strode out the door, though slightly favoring his left leg. Sheriff Coffee and Doctor Martin just stared at each other, not believing what they had just witnessed.<\/p>\n
Little Joe lay on the examination table with tears streaming down his face. His father and brothers watched him and tried to think of a way to console him. Ben did his best to calm him and told him not to worry that everything would be all right. He talked to him quietly and calmly until finally Joe succumbed to the power of the medication Dr. Martin had given him and slept.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
One of the deputies had brought Sharp Tongue\u2019s horse to the office and he jumped on the horse and without a backward glance, rode off toward his village. Many of the townspeople had come out to watch the commotion and see the injun to see if he was really dead as one of the first people to hear about the fight had said. Unseen by any of the people watching, tears streamed down the face of the Indian boy. Sharp Tongue had just tried his best to make the boy who had briefly been his friend, his enemy. He knew that if he didn\u2019t do that, Little Joe Cartwright would keep coming back to his village. But Sharp Tongue had realized what Little Joe had not learned, that this was one of those things that could not be changed. He now felt more bitter toward the white man than he had before he came to know Little Joe Cartwright. It was their hatred for his people that prevented him and Little Joe from remaining friends. He blamed the white man for this\u2014all white men.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
While Joe was asleep they procured a wagon and took him home, once again to heal from his physical and emotional injuries. He woke up only briefly when they reached the Ponderosa and he gladly settled into bed. He wasn\u2019t really asleep though, he just didn\u2019t feel like talking. He lay in his bed with his eyes closed, thinking of a world where it didn\u2019t matter whether someone was an Indian or a white man or Italian or Chinese\u2014where people were just people, and they were all treated the same. When he finally slept, he dreamed of racing Cochise against Sharp Tongue and Geronimo and feeling the wind in their faces and laughing.<\/p>\n
Ben insisted that Adam and Hoss do the chores and leave him to sit with Joseph. Ben had regretted the crushed look on Joe\u2019s face when Sharp Tongue had spoken to him. He knew that he had witnessed the loss of a huge chunk of Joe\u2019s innocence and eternal optimism that day. Ben wished with all his might that things had been different, that there had been a way to change people\u2019s minds. He wished he had gotten more actively involved. He thought that perhaps if he had tried to help Little Joe there would have been a way to change people\u2019s minds. Maybe he had been too quick to accept that the situation with Sharp Tongue had been one of those things that can\u2019t be changed. Maybe Joe was the wiser of the two, after all. He hoped that someday the world will accept all people as \u201cblood brothers\u201d. He vowed to become one of the people who worked toward that change.<\/p>\n
***The End***<\/p>\n
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Summary:\u00a0\u00a0This story is a \u201cprequel\u201d to the episode entitled \u201cA far, far better thing\u201d; it deals with Little Joe\u2019s friendship with the Indian \u2018Sharp Tongue\u2019. It is a story about difficult friendships and prejudice. As usual, I have added a few things just for fun. Please feel free to ignore them or explore them as you prefer.
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