{"id":47304,"date":"2004-12-15T12:11:03","date_gmt":"2004-12-15T17:11:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=47304"},"modified":"2025-02-27T12:09:15","modified_gmt":"2025-02-27T17:09:15","slug":"home-for-christmas-by-lynnette-smith","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=47304","title":{"rendered":"Home for Christmas (by Lynnette Smith)"},"content":{"rendered":"
Summary:<\/b>\u00a0When Adam receives a letter from his brother, he decides that it\u2019s high time that he return home to visit his family after having been away for four years. As he makes his way from Boston towards home, his mind travels back to years past and memories long forgotten. Will snowstorms or dangers encountered along the way, keep him from reaching the place he most longs to be for Christmas?
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The Brandsters have included this story by this author in our project: Preserving Their Legacy<\/a>. To preserve the legacy of the author, we have decided to give their work a home in the Bonanza Brand Fanfiction Library.\u00a0 The author will always be the owner of this work of fanfiction, and should they wish us to remove their story, we will.<\/p>\n

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Disclaimer: Bonanza and its original characters are owned by David Dortort and NBC. Any resemblance of any extra characters added by myself is purely coincidental.<\/span><\/p>\n

Author\u2019s Note: This story is written in dedication to my older brother whom I haven\u2019t seen for some time and is now finally coming home for Christmas. When my brother had been away for awhile, I began to think of what it must have been like for the Cartwrights when Adam went away, especially around the holidays when families miss their loved ones most. This is how I pictured it would have been like, had Adam decided to visit for the holidays after having been away in the East for four years. The relationship I write between Adam and Joe is deeply affected and motivated by my own relationship with my older brother. Anyway, here\u2019s my story and I hope you enjoy it! This one is for you Nick, it\u2019s so wonderful to have you home for Christmas!<\/p>\n<\/div>\n


\n~ Home For Christmas ~<\/b><\/span><\/div>\n

\nJoe stretched and yawned as he sleepily made his way to the barn. The chill of the mid-December air was enough to shake the last remaining feeling of sleepiness from him and he pulled his coat tighter around him to keep out the frigid morning air. He glanced up at the lightly falling snow as it made it\u2019s way down toward earth, beginning to form a thin layer on the ground.<\/span><\/span>It was about time, Joe thought to himself. Snow flurries had passed through the area continuously over the past few weeks, though none of it lying on the ground long enough to form that blanket of snow that would, at least in Joe\u2019s mind, truly make it Christmas.<\/p>\n

Entering the barn, he crossed the room to the stall on the far end. His horse, Cochise, whinnied as if welcoming his owner in from the cold. Patting the horse gently, Joe smiled at the animal. \u201cGlad to see me Cooch?\u201d He asked as though expecting an answer.<\/p>\n

Grabbing his saddle off of the side of the stall, he placed it on Cochise, a trip into town planned in his mind. There was nothing new about the details of this morning. Joe had rode into town every morning for the past couple of weeks as he waited in hopes of a particular letter to come in. Joe prayed silently that a snowstorm or anything else hadn\u2019t delayed its arrival or a reply from its receiver\u2026 his oldest brother, Adam.<\/p>\n

It had now been a little more than four years since Adam had left for the East or since they\u2019d even last seen him at all. Though they kept in touch through letters, the void in all of their lives was still very present, particularly during the holiday season.<\/p>\n

It had been a month prior that Joe and Hoss had discussed this and, without Hoss\u2019 or Ben\u2019s knowledge, Joe had written to Adam in hopes that this Christmas might be one of which they were finally all together again.<\/p>\n

\u201cJoseph?\u201d Joe was brought suddenly out of thought by the sound of his father\u2019s voice. He glanced up as Ben crossed the barn to where he stood.<\/p>\n

\u201cMorning, pa.\u201d He nodded toward his father and offered him a smile. He hoped his father hadn\u2019t figured him out. After all, Ben had to be at least a little suspicious with how many trips he was making into town.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou going into Virginia City, son?\u201d Ben asked simply. His youngest son\u2019s frequent trips there hadn\u2019t slipped by him and he had to admit, they had him curious. But Joe would soon be coming upon twenty-eight years of age and he was certainly past the age of having to \u201creport\u201d every trip and pastime to Ben.<\/p>\n

After all, it wasn\u2019t as though Joe\u2019s work was suffering. If anything, his youngest son seemed to be working extra hard of late. Ben knew it was the holiday season. It had never been a secret that this was Joe\u2019s favorite time of the year and Ben knew that Joe\u2019s recent trips into town probably had to do with some surprise he had dreamed up.<\/p>\n

Joe nodded in reply to his father\u2019s question. \u201cNeed me to get you anything, pa?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cJust be sure to check the mail,\u201d Ben answered. \u201cI generally expect to hear from Adam around now.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSure thing, pa.\u201d Joe replied as he mounted Cochise. \u201cI\u2019ll be back shortly,\u201d he stated as he kicked his horse to a gallop and rode for town.<\/p>\n

Icy snowflakes stung Adam\u2019s face as he quickly walked down the busy street of Boston. It was even colder than he had thought and he was now beginning to wish that he had saddled his horse and rode down to the letter office. He had contemplated it before leaving his place of residence just up the street, but thought it to be to short a distance to bother saddling a horse for.<\/p>\n

Nothing could keep him from his destination, as he knew it was high time that he got a letter off to his pa and brothers for Christmas.<\/p>\n

A sudden tug on his sleeve caused his thoughts to pause and he glanced down. It was a little boy of not much more than ten, Adam guessed and judging the look of his ragged clothes, this boy\u2019s family was down on their luck, that is, if he even had one.<\/p>\n

\u201cYour name Mr. Cartwright?\u201d The boy finally spoke and Adam nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe man down at the letter office told me to give this to you.\u201d The boy announced, holding a letter out toward Adam.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy thank you, young man,\u201d Adam took the letter. The boys smiled at Adam\u2019s thanks though he made no move to walk away and Adam realized what he was hoping for. Reaching into his pocket, he had look at it\u2019s contents- some small change, a silver dollar, and a five dollar gold piece.<\/p>\n

Glancing down at the boy once more, his heart again softened at the eager look on the boy\u2019s face. Deciding upon the gold piece, he placed it in the kid\u2019s hand and was rewarded with a beaming smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cGee thanks Mr. Cartwright.\u201d The boy said enthusiastically. \u201cMerry Christmas!\u201d He then turned and ran down the street.<\/p>\n

\u201cMerry Christmas to you,\u201d Adam called out after him before glancing down at the letter that had been handed to him. It was from Virginia City and Adam knew that it could be from none other than his pa. He opened it quickly and was surprised to discover it to be, not from his father but from his youngest brother.<\/p>\n

The icy coldness of the morning was soon forgotten as his mind and heart returned to home, and he slowly read the letter.<\/p>\n

Hoss glanced up from where he was grooming Chub just outside the barn as Joe rode up and dismounted. It was now heading toward evening and the sun was beginning to set. Joe had a lot on his mind at the moment. The fact that he still hadn\u2019t received a reply from Adam, had him worried and he realized there was a good chance his letter had been delayed.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou listening, Joe?\u201d He was suddenly brought out of thought by Hoss\u2019 question.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry, what\u2019d you say Hoss?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI said you look tired. You oughta\u2019 get some rest.\u201d<\/p>\n

Joe only nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou get very far on working that new string of horse pa recently bought from Texas?\u201d Hoss enquired, hoping to start up some sort of conversation with his brother. It seemed as though Joe had been very distant over the past couple of days; as if his mind was entirely somewhere else.<\/p>\n

\u201cVery far?\u201d Joe replied. \u201cJust finished them today.\u201d<\/p>\n

Hoss looked surprised at this.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s the hardest I\u2019ve ever seen you work Joe, you sure you\u2019re feelin\u2019 all right?\u201d He said jokingly. Hoss was even more surprised when Joe made no effort to defend himself of the sarcastic remark.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019ve you been lately any way, Joe? You\u2019ve been awfully quiet. I wish you\u2019d at least acknowledge I\u2019m even here.\u201d Hoss finally stated.<\/p>\n

A mischievous grin spread across Joe\u2019s face at his brother\u2019s comment.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry brother, I\u2019ll acknowledge you\u2019re here\u2026\u201d Joe announced, reaching down and grabbing a handful of snow. \u201c\u2026with this.\u201d<\/p>\n

Hoss hadn\u2019t even a moment to think before he felt an icy cold snowball hit him in the arm.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo that\u2019s how you want to play, little brother?\u201d Hoss asked before hurling his own snowball at Joe who quickly ducked out of the way\u2026. Just in time for it to hit Ben, who had walked outside when he had realized his youngest had arrived home.<\/p>\n

\u201cSorry pa, we didn\u2019t see you standing there,\u201d Hoss tried to apologize quickly, displaying a sheepish look as he hoped that their father hadn\u2019t noticed their goofing around.
\nwhen they were supposed to be getting things done around the ranch.<\/p>\n

\u201cI see you two are working,\u201d Ben commented in a stern voice though, in truth, he was trying hard not to laugh.<\/p>\n

\u201cI finished working on that new string of horse, pa,\u201d Joe made an effort to change the subject.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s quick work, Joseph. I\u2019ve noticed that both you and Hoss have been working extra hard lately and so I’ve decided that it\u2019s high time that you both had two weeks off.\u201d Ben announced, a smile now spread across his face.<\/p>\n

\u201cTwo weeks?\u201d Hoss was the first to speak. \u201cHot diggity! Did you hear that Joe? Two weeks!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThanks pa!\u201d Joe exclaimed as he took his father\u2019s hand, shaking it profusely.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t thank me, you boys earned it.\u201d Ben replied as he turned to walk away but stopped. Kneeling down and picking up a handful of snow, he turned back around.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut don\u2019t let me keep you from your work,\u201d he commented as he handed the snowball to Joe and walked away, leaving his son\u2019s completely speechless.<\/p>\n

Glancing toward the loading platform, Adam hurriedly made his way through the crowds of people to finally reach the ticket counter.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs there a train into Carson City? He enquired of the clerk.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry sir, but due to some rough weather, the train your looking for is only going as far as Denver.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDenver?\u201d Adam wanted to make sure that he had heard right. The clerk nodded. This was certainly going to cost Adam some time. Deciding upon at least reaching Denver and possibly taking a stagecoach or even borrowing a horse from there, he turned back toward the clerk.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll take one ticket for Denver, then.\u201d He stated.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry sir, but the next train for Denver won\u2019t be leaving for a week yet. There is one leaving today but I\u2019m afraid it\u2019s already full up.\u201d Adam became dismayed at these words.<\/p>\n

\u201cLook, can you check again?\u201d He asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cSir, I\u2019m sorry but you have to understand that\u2026.\u201d The clerk began but Adam broke in.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, please you have to understand. I haven\u2019t seen my family in four years and I need to be home for Christmas.\u201d<\/p>\n

The clerk seemed to soften at Adam\u2019s words.<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease,\u201d Adam again pleaded and the clerk finally nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll check and see if any of the passengers didn\u2019t show up. But I\u2019m not making any promises mind you.\u201d The old clerk tried to sound rough but underneath all of that, Adam could see a kindness there.<\/p>\n

\u201cThanks,\u201d Adam replied quietly and he waited as the clerk left to check on the train.<\/p>\n

Scanning the crowds of people, Adam could see that the trains were filling up quite fast. Most were likely to be traveling to see loved ones for the holidays and were just as anxious as him to get a seat on the train that would take them to their destination. Though all were going to different places, in a way they were all tied together by a common destination\u2026. Home.<\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s eyes continued to scan the multitude of people and they soon came to rest on a very small boy. How the boy had managed to capture his attention among the scads of so many others who stood above him, Adam didn\u2019t know\u2026..and yet, he did. Maybe it was the boy\u2019s wavy brown hair and hazel eyes that seemed to only remind him of another.<\/p>\n

His thoughts drifted back to a dreary day that seemed years ago and yet, somehow, only yesterday\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cLittle Joe?!\u201d Adam called out into the fading glow of twilight. No answer.<\/p>\n

\u201cLittle Joe?!\u201d Still no answer. It had been an hour prior that his nearly five-year-old brother had gone missing and it was now, that seventeen year old Adam began to worry. Though it wasn\u2019t all that odd for his little brother to wonder off, after all, he seemed so full of energy even at such a young age, it was the circumstances of what had happened over the past two weeks that had him concerned about little Joe.<\/p>\n

It had been in that time that Marie had fallen from her horse and had been killed, her funeral held only a week and a half ago. Little Joe couldn\u2019t seem to understand what had happened though their father had tried his best to help him understand that his mommy wasn\u2019t coming back.<\/p>\n

Adam pulled his horse to a halt at the sight of his youngest brother, right where he\u2019d expected him to most likely be- his mother\u2019s grave. Dismounting from his horse, he slowly walked over to where his little brother sat on the ground, next to the grave. He seemed unaware of Adam\u2019s presence as his gaze was fixed upon the still-fresh mound of dirt which covered the woman he\u2019d begged God so many times to bring back.<\/p>\n

Adam stared at his brother a moment. He knew all too well, the grief he must be feeling. After all, though he\u2019d never even known his own mother after she\u2019d died giving birth to him, he could remember what it had been like to lose Inger.<\/p>\n

After her death, he\u2019d promised himself that he didn\u2019t need a mother and never again would he open his heart to one. But, along came Marie and through her kindness and love, he\u2019d learned to again open his heart. He\u2019d never been sorry.<\/p>\n

The years she\u2019d had with them had been wonderful and she\u2019d always treated Hoss and Adam as though they were her own. It had been no secret though, that Joe had been the apple of her eye, the sparkle that lit them up whenever he simply smiled at her.<\/p>\n

Though Ben had always said that little Joe embodied much of his mother\u2019s spirit and zest for life, whenever she\u2019d looked into the face of her son, she\u2019d seen so much of Ben there and it had delighted her to know that she\u2019d bore his image. Little had she known that little Joe would be the only child she\u2019d ever have a chance to bare him.<\/p>\n

\u201cMommy isn\u2019t coming back, is she Adam?\u201d The voice of his little brother brought Adam back out of thought. Little Joe\u2019s eyes were still cast down toward his mother\u2019s grave as he spoke, his voice soft and full of emotion.<\/p>\n

Grief tore at Adam\u2019s heart to see such a sorrow consume his youngest brother much like it had done to him when Inger had been killed on the trip west. He had been not much more than six, himself, and he understood the confusion that swept a child\u2019s mind at the death of a parent.<\/p>\n

He knelt down next to his brother as he struggled for the words to explain the death of one who was loved so much.<\/p>\n

\u201cMommy isn\u2019t coming back,\u201d he gently confirmed. \u201cMommy\u2019s in Heaven.\u201d<\/p>\n

At these words, little Joe turned to look into the face of his oldest brother, his own little face streaked with tears.<\/p>\n

\u201cWith God?\u201d He asked finally and Adam slowly nodded, afraid now that, if he spoke, his own emotions might get the best of him.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s it like in Heaven, Adam?\u201d Silence followed for several moments as Adam thought of how to describe a place he\u2019d never seen.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, let\u2019s see\u2026.. Heaven is very beautiful. More beautiful than anything we\u2019ve ever seen.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDoes it have trees and clouds and the sun?\u201d Little Joe asked with a curiosity that only a five-year-old could have. Adam smiled at his youngest brother as he thought it over.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know, it just might little Joe.\u201d He answered.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd horses, Adam? Mommy loved horses.\u201d Little Joe asked innocently, the sorrow in his eyes beginning to fade.<\/p>\n

Adam smiled at his little brother, happy to see a glimmer of hope flash across his brother\u2019s eyes. \u201cI\u2019ll bet God knew that and put horses up there just for her.\u201d Adam answered.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen mommy\u2019s happy,\u201d little Joe stated as though that was entirely all that mattered. But his eyes again turned downward and Adam knew that there was still a question left unanswered.<\/p>\n

Turning his tear-filled hazle eyes again toward Adam, he voiced the fears that had been consuming him for the past two weeks.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut mommy will never see me again.\u201d<\/p>\n

Adam placed his hands on his little brother\u2019s shoulders at these words.<\/p>\n

\u201cOf course you\u2019ll see mommy again one day,\u201d he answered gently. \u201cAnd until then, she can see you and she\u2019ll always watch over you from Heaven.\u201d He brushed away his brother\u2019s tears. \u201c\u2026.. and I\u2019m here. I\u2019ll always be here to watch over you and keep you safe.\u201d He promised, remembering the lat vow he\u2019d made to Marie to look out for his youngest brother always.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ll never go away like mommy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNever,\u201d Adam again promised as he took his five-year-old brother into his arms. Little Joe clung to his brother, his source of stability\u2026of hope\u2026of love.<\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s go home,\u201d Adam whispered\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cSir? Sir?\u201d Adam was brought suddenly out of thought by the question of the clerk. \u201cI’ve found an empty seat for you on the train but you\u2019ll have to hurry if you want to get settled before it pulls out in five minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n

Thanking the clerk profusely, Adam moved quickly onto the train and seated himself just in time before the train started to move forward. His mind wandering again to home, he could hardly wait to get there.<\/p>\n

He thought again of the promise he\u2019d made to his five-year-old brother, so many years ago, that he would never leave. How little could have known then how after making that promise, he would break it only a few short years later when he\u2019d left for college and again when he left for the East.<\/p>\n

But that was all in the past now and his mind now wandered to the future\u2026 when he would finally be home for Christmas.<\/p>\n

Ben glanced up from the breakfast table as Hoss descended the stairs.<\/p>\n

\u201cMornin\u2019 pa,\u201d Hoss announced cheerily. After having been off the past several days and, with Christmas a mere six days away, he was in an especially cheerful mood.<\/p>\n

\u201cMorning, son.\u201d Ben returned Hoss\u2019 greeting. \u201cIs your brother up yet?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s been up and gone since dawn this morning, pa. Remember, Chuck Brewer asked him if he\u2019d help him break that new stallion he just bought a few weeks back.\u201d Hoss reminded him. \u201cHe told me he wouldn\u2019t be gone long. I reckon he oughta be back any time now.\u201d<\/p>\n

But it wasn\u2019t until two hours later that Ben finally heard his youngest son ride in. Putting down the book he\u2019d been reading and getting up from his chair to walk across the room, he was spared walking outside into the biting cold when Joe walked through the door.<\/p>\n

\u201cHi, pa.\u201d Joe greeted his father, though his face was contorted into one of pain and Ben was immediately concerned.<\/p>\n

\u201cSomething wrong Joe?\u201d He instinctively asked, placing a hand on his son\u2019s shoulder.<\/p>\n

\u201cI had a slight accident over at Chuck\u2019s.\u201d Joe began. \u201cI was breaking his horse and it threw me,\u201d Joe explained.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, are you all right? Did you see Doc Martin? \u2026\u201d Ben began asking worriedly as he checked his son over.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m fine, pa,\u201d Joe assured him. \u201cI fractured my wrist and I had the doc take a look at it. It\u2019s hurting pretty bad now but he said it should be fine in a few weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n

At Joe\u2019s words, Ben calmed, offering his son a smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell young man, you\u2019ll sure go to great lengths for a couple of extra weeks off.\u201d<\/p>\n

Joe managed a smile back. \u201cYeah, well for your information, pa, it\u2019s my right wrist that\u2019s fractured so I\u2019ll be able to help out in a week or two.\u201d Joe assured him.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, no, don\u2019t worry about it Joe, you just rest up the next few weeks. Hoss and I can handle the chores around here ourselves for a while. We\u2019ll manage. Now how about we get you something to eat young man?\u201d<\/p>\n

Joe smiled \u201cThanks pa. Sounds great.\u201d And they both headed for the kitchen.<\/p>\n

Adam glanced up at the dark clouds that covered the sky as far as he could see, threatening to send forth another blizzard on the already-snow-covered Denver, Colorado.<\/p>\n

He had just stepped off of the train and was now deciding the best route from here. There was the stage line but, with the weather as unpredictable as it was, the stages would likely be held up somewhere along the line, costing time\u2026 and time was something Adam already had barely enough of.<\/p>\n

The best route he knew was to get a horse from here and try to ride the rest of the way. The trip from here would now be the hardest part of his journey home— if he even got there. God only knew the perils that could keep him from arriving safely or on time.<\/p>\n

Adam also knew that it was about time that he get a wire off to his youngest brother and let him know he was well on his way. In his haste to leave Boston immediately, he had forgotten to do so then. If all went well and he rode with little rest, he would arrive early on Christmas Eve— but again, that was if everything went right.<\/p>\n

Adam could only pray that he would make it home safely.<\/p>\n

Light snow fell as Joe urged Cochise to a faster pace toward town. It was now the twenty-third and still, he hadn\u2019t heard from Adam. Joe knew now that only a miracle would bring them together for Christmas.<\/p>\n

The sun shone off of the very deep snow that now lay on the ground causing it to glisten and enhancing the beauty of the day. It had been on a day such as this, over six years ago, that Adam had announced to him, his intentions to return East to start a business\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve already told pa\u2026I\u2019ll be leaving in three weeks, after the holidays.\u201d Adam said as Joe remained silent, causing Adam to be unsure of how his youngest brother was taking the news of his plans to move East.<\/p>\n

\u201cDoes Hoss know?\u201d Joe finally asked, his voice not much more than a whisper.<\/p>\n

Adam shook his head.<\/p>\n

\u201cI haven\u2019t told him yet. I felt that maybe I should tell you first.\u201d He replied.<\/p>\n

\u201cThanks,\u201d Joe answered quietly.<\/p>\n

Turning his gaze toward the mountains, Joe leaned against the fence of which they were repairing. He and Adam had been working on a lot of projects and jobs together of recent and this news seemed especially surprising at such a time in their lives. The ranch was running better than ever before and it seemed only to look more beautiful every day.<\/p>\n

\u201cBeautiful, isn\u2019t it?\u201d Joe heard himself ask, half of him wanting to know all about his oldest brother\u2019s hopes and plans for the future, the other half wanting only to change the subject so he could continue believing that the three of them would continue on in helping their father run the ranch. That was how it always had been\u2026 it was hard to imagine it any other way.<\/p>\n

Adam only nodded in reply, Though Joe wouldn\u2019t admit it, Adam knew how hard the news had to be on him. He and Joe had only begun over the past year to really become closer and it wasn\u2019t any easier on him to have to announce it.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t that Adam didn\u2019t love the Ponderosa, their home, as much as either of his brothers. It was just that ever since college, there was always a part of him still in the East. Adam felt that he needed to at least return to Boston and pursue a business in architecture, his life-long dream. He had to at least give it a try and see if it was where he truly belonged. As long as he didn\u2019t give it a try— he would never know.<\/p>\n

Turning his deep brown eyes again upon his brother, he struggled to find the words he knew he needed to say. He wanted to say that the Ponderosa would always be his home; That their relationship as brothers couldn\u2019t have been better; That looking back on it all, he didn\u2019t regret for a moment the experiences they shared.<\/p>\n

\u201cJoe?\u201d He began, but was suddenly at a loss for words.<\/p>\n

Staring deep into his brother\u2019s eyes, knowingly, Joe placed his hand on Adam\u2019s shoulder, letting him know that he didn\u2019t need to say anything.<\/p>\n

\u201cMe too.\u201d He said quietly\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.<\/p>\n

Upon reaching Virginia City, Joe was brought back out of thought. He had only to pick up a supply real quick at the general store and then he could be on his way again back to the Ponderosa. A hot cup of coffee and a warm fireplace sounded awfully good right now and he was anxious to return home.<\/p>\n

Though Ben had insisted that he stay home, Joe had argued that he was fine enough to make the quick trip into town, now he wished he would have stayed in and left Hoss to make the trip but he\u2019d known that he needed some time to himself, not to mention the fact that he wanted to check the mail one last time.<\/p>\n

He dismounted carefully off of Cochise all the while, making sure to keep his right arm out of harms way. It had only been a couple of days since the accident and his wrist was still very touchy with only the slightest movement causing him pain.<\/p>\n

\u201cJoe?! Joe?!\u201d He heard someone shout. He turned around to see Amos Freeman from the telegraph office hurrying toward him. \u201cThis came in the other day, Joe. I was going to ride out to the Ponderosa and deliver it myself but I guess you just saved me the ride. I\u2019m sure you\u2019ll want to read it right away.\u201d Amos told him, handing him a piece of paper.<\/p>\n

Joe was surprised to read the name of the sender. It was from Adam.<\/p>\n

Adam spurred his horse onward though his weariness and the extreme cold caused his body to protest every step forward. Though he\u2019d switched horses twice along the way from Denver, the horse he was riding now had been ridden to the point of exhaustion; His rider felt the same way.<\/p>\n

The fast-falling snow was a hindrance to Adam as he tried to make his way through the pitch black of the cold December night. Adam knew that if he\u2019d kept track of the date properly, it was now the early morning hours of the twenty-fourth.<\/p>\n

He\u2019d been riding on the Ponderosa for some time now but, with the size of the ranch and how much of it he had yet to cross before reaching the house, he calculated that he probably wouldn\u2019t be home before late afternoon.<\/p>\n

Pulling his coat tighter around himself, each step forward of the horse seemed more difficult than the last. But, he continued forward, knowing that each step also brought him closer to home.<\/p>\n

Joe glanced up at the clock as the morning slowly ticked by. Adam had stated in his telegram that he would be home on the morning of the twenty-fourth and with the passing of each hour, Joe was becoming more anxious. He hoped that his brother hadn\u2019t been delayed because of the weather\u2026..or worse.<\/p>\n

\u201cSomethin\u2019 botherin\u2019 you little Joe?\u201d He looked up as Hoss spoke.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, why?\u201d Was his short reply. All of his worries focused on Adam, he wasn\u2019t in the mood for questions just now.<\/p>\n

Hoss shrugged.<\/p>\n

\u201cJust askin\u2019 is all. You keep staring up at that clock like you was anxious about somethin\u2019.\u201d<\/p>\n

Joe made no further reply and returned his attentions\u2026 or at least his focus\u2026 back upon his book, his mind still elsewhere.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou sure there ain\u2019t nothing the matter, Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n

Growing more impatient with his brother\u2019s every question, Joe turned his now flustered gaze upon Hoss once again.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sure. Now will you stop asking me so many questions so I can get back to my reading.\u201d He asked impatiently and Hoss nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cSure thing little brother\u2026 but do you always read your books upside down?\u201d<\/p>\n

Joe, glancing down to discover that his brother\u2019s words were true, righted his book while displaying a sheepish look.<\/p>\n

Hoss eyed his brother suspiciously. It wasn\u2019t unlike his brother to have some sort of surprise planned out for this time of year and he wouldn\u2019t be surprised if that was where Joe\u2019s mind was right now. He had to admit— it had him curious but, knowing Joe, Hoss knew that he would have remain curious until the following day.<\/p>\n

Turning his attention back to his own book, Hoss tried to continue on reading but his mind couldn\u2019t help but wonder back to other things.<\/p>\n

And so it continued on this way the rest of the morning as snow continued to lightly fall outside.<\/p>\n

Adam pulled his horse to a halt. He needed a moment to regain his bearings. His keen sense of direction was all that he had left to rely on and even that, he was beginning to lose faith in.<\/p>\n

The heavy snow that had fallen all night had caused the land to become covered in a deep, white blanket and everything now looked the same in Adam\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n

His eyes scanning ahead as far as he could see, he sat up straight in his saddle at the sound of a low rumble reaching his ears. That low rumble quickly became a very loud one as the ground suddenly began to give way beneath him. He hadn\u2019t even a moment to think before he felt himself falling down the steep, rocky side of a cliff.<\/p>\n

Reaching out helplessly for anything he might grab onto to break his fall, his hands soon found a bush, it\u2019s roots firmly grounded in the soil on the side of the cliff. Dangling dangerously about a quarter of the way down, Adam gave a try at pulling himself up to no avail. With every movement he was risking the roots weakening.<\/p>\n

Wondering what good it would even do, Adam found himself calling out for help in hopes that someone, anyone, might hear but his calls were met with and eerie silence.<\/p>\n

Thoughts of his family flashed through his mind as he began to wonder if he\u2019d ever even see them again. He wasn\u2019t going to allow himself to give up that easily and he vowed silently that he would get home\u2026 somehow\u2026 some way— So long as his name was Cartwright.<\/p>\n

The clock struck four o\u2019clock as Joe finally stepped over toward the door, grabbing his gun belt, hat, and coat. He found himself unable to stand about any longer. Ben and Hoss were both in town after Ben had insisted that they check the mail one last time for a letter from Adam.<\/p>\n

Joe hated to see his father worried after not having heard from Adam but Joe also knew that the surprise of Adam\u2019s return visit would more than make up for it and he wasn\u2019t about to say anything now. Not after he\u2019d managed to keep his plans a secret for so long.<\/p>\n

It took him only a few minutes to saddle Cochise and he was soon on his way. Where to go, he wasn\u2019t certain, but something told him to have a look along the East road and so he found himself heading in that direction.<\/p>\n

Everything seemed so deathly quiet and empty even on the main road. The fact that it was Christmas Eve and also because of the bad weather, Joe knew that it really wasn\u2019t odd but he couldn\u2019t help but wonder how long it would take for someone to be found if they were stranded out here.<\/p>\n

The idea of this caused him to think of Adam and of how it could be possible that his older brother was stranded somewhere between here and Denver. In this kind of weather, anything might happen.<\/p>\n

But the thought left as quickly as it had come as Joe pushed it out of his mind. Adam had probably stayed somewhere along the way until the worst of the storm had blown over. He might get home late but he would get home just the same. Joe was probably worrying over nothing.<\/p>\n

And, though he told himself he was\u2026 He was having a hard time making himself believe it.<\/p>\n

Adam gritted his teeth as he struggled to maintain the hold he had on the bush. He allowed his eyes to glance downward toward the ground several hundred feet below him. That\u2019s when he realized that if he lost his hold, there would be nothing else to grab onto to break his fall.<\/p>\n

From the strained feeling in his arms, Adam guessed that he\u2019d been holding on now for close to an hour. How he\u2019d managed to last even that long, he wasn\u2019t sure.<\/p>\n

A pang of fear suddenly went through him as his hands slipped, only slightly, but enough for him to slide down a little.<\/p>\n

The panic of the moment was forgotten only a few seconds later when the sound of a rider reached his ears. He strained hard to listen a moment, afraid that his ears were deceiving him but the whinny of a horse confirmed what he\u2019d thought he\u2019d heard.<\/p>\n

““““““““““`<\/p>\n

Joe patted Cochise gently. \u201cSomething wrong, boy?\u201d He asked aloud. His horse seemed on edge, as though something was wrong. He suddenly pulled Cochise to a halt as they came upon a steep cliff. The deep snow had caused it to seem invisible until he was right upon it. The snow must have given way here, Joe realized, because he had been by that way only the day before and hadn\u2019t noticed it<\/p>\n

““““““““““<\/p>\n

Adam glanced upward when the sound of the horse\u2019s hooves stopped. \u201cAnybody up there?\u201d He called out, afraid that his chance had been lost, that the rider had already ridden away.<\/p>\n

Or had he imagined it?<\/p>\n

“““““““““`<\/p>\n

Joe glanced back down toward the cliff with a start. Had he heard a call for help? Not willing to simply sit and wait for an answer, he quickly dismounted from Cochise and came to the edge of the cliff.<\/p>\n

Shock flashed across his face at the sight of his oldest brother dangling part of the way down, dangerously close to a horrifying death if he lost hold.<\/p>\n

\u201cAdam?!\u201d He called out toward his brother. \u201cHang on Adam, I\u2019ll get a rope.\u201d<\/p>\n

Adam breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of his youngest brother and the sound of his voice. He now knew that everything would hopefully be all right, but hopefully didn\u2019t mean for sure and even now, anything might happen.<\/p>\n

Joe quickly grabbed the rope he\u2019d had looped around his saddle. Tying one end securely to a nearby tree, he quickly made his way back to the edge of the cliff. Now, to decide what the best thing was to do from here.<\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, If I drop the rope down, do you think you can grab onto it?\u201d He called down to Adam.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know, Joe.\u201d Adam called back. \u201cIf I move, I\u2019m afraid the rest of this might give way before I get a good hold on the rope.\u201d<\/p>\n

Joe\u2019s mind thought quickly at this reply. There was only one other option.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t move, Adam. I\u2019m coming down.\u201d<\/p>\n

Adam didn\u2019t reply, his mind entirely concentrating on holding on.<\/p>\n

Joe tied the end of the rope around his waist and, casting one last glance down, he began a slow backwards decent down the cliff, holding onto the rope firmly with both hands. He was reminded immediately of his fractured wrist as pain shot up his arm at the weight he was placing on it.<\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s heart quickened as his hands slipped him downward a little more. He now knew that it wouldn\u2019t be long before he lost hold completely.<\/p>\n

\u201cJoe?\u2026 I can\u2019t hold on much longer,\u201d He called out though he knew his youngest brother was doing all he could to move quickly.<\/p>\n

Joe glanced down at Adam, their situation now dire. Joe knew that he had literally moments to work with. He pushed his pace a little faster though with every step, he was becoming less careful, running the risk of losing his footing.<\/p>\n

Finally reaching eye level with his brother, he reached out when Adam suddenly slipped again, this time losing complete hold. Adam reached out for his youngest brother\u2019s hand, just barely grabbing it before he would have slipped out of reach.<\/p>\n

Joe lost his breath for a moment as he struggled to block out the pain in his wrist and concentrate on holding on. His left hand was now all that held onto the rope with his right holding onto Adam. In the quickness of the moment, he\u2019d lost his footing and was now dangling precariously, trying desperately to pull himself back up enough to regain his footing.<\/p>\n

Mustering all of his strength, he pulled himself up on the rope enough to do so. He felt the weight on his right arm slacken as Adam managed to find a ledge wide enough upon which to stand. Joe leaned in toward the cliff so as not to lose his balance. He concentrated on keeping his footing as he carefully released his firm hold on the rope and untied it from around his waist. He dropped it down toward Adam.<\/p>\n

\u201cGrab the rope and tie it around you,\u201d he told his older brother though Adam\u2019s face quickly filled with concern.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about you?\u201d He asked. With nothing tied around him, if Joe lost hold of the rope, he could very well lose his life.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll be all right,\u201d Joe promised though a slight twinge of doubt couldn\u2019t help but run through his mind. It was a long way back up. \u201cNow are you going to do what I say or are we going to be here all day?\u201d Joe finally asked when Adam didn\u2019t move.<\/p>\n

Knowing the chances of changing his brother\u2019s mind were slim, Adam reluctantly tied the rope around him and he firmly grasped the rope with both hands.<\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s go,\u201d He said, glancing upward toward their destination that seemed so hopelessly far away. \u201cJoe?\u201d He found himself asking and Joe glanced back down toward him. \u201cBe careful,\u201d Adam said quietly and Joe only nodded.<\/p>\n

Joe turned his full attention on the slow climb up. He found himself holding his breath with every step. The loose gravel of the cliff made slipping all that much more easily possible and with each pulling of the rope, Joe could feel his right arm weakening.<\/p>\n

It was this problem as well as the loose gravel that caused Joe to finally slip part of the way up. Trying desperately to keep a hold of the rope, he slid down it a moment before Adams hands on the rope brought him to a halt.<\/p>\n

Panic gripped Adam and he reached out with his left hand to grab onto his youngest brother\u2019s jacket. When their gazes locked, Adam saw a weariness in the eyes of his brother.<\/p>\n

Letting go of Joe\u2019s jacket, he placed his hand around his brother\u2019s, that\u2019s when he realized for the first time that Joe\u2019s right hand was injured when he felt the thick bandages there.<\/p>\n

Practically at eye level with Joe, Adam stared into his hazel eyes willing his brother the strength to continue on.<\/p>\n

\u201cCome on, Joe. We can make it,\u201d He said quietly. \u201cRemember\u2026 We have to be home for Christmas\u2026 Both of us.\u201d<\/p>\n

At Adam\u2019s words, determination settled on Joe once again. \u201cWhat are we hanging around here for then?\u201d He finally replied causing Adam to smile.<\/p>\n

Slowly, together they made their way up and they were relieved to finally reach solid ground. They sat for a moment on the ground, in silence, trying to get their breath back.<\/p>\n

\u201cYour hand going to be all right?\u201d Adam was the first to speak, concern written across his face.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll live,\u201d Joe replied and despite the pain in his wrist, he offered his brother a smile. \u201cI\u2019m glad to see you got here Adam, but did you have to choose such a dangerous way to do it?\u201d Joe asked as if Adam had any control over the situation. \u201cAre you finally ready to go home or haven\u2019t you had enough action for one day?\u201d<\/p>\n

Adam smiled back. \u201cNo, I think I\u2019ll pass on more adventure.\u201d Then his face became serious once again. \u201cThanks,\u201d He said quietly.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe did it together,\u201d Joe reminded him before getting to his feet and helping Adam do the same. They would have to ride Cochise home together as Adam\u2019s horse had been unfortunately lost in the fall.<\/p>\n

Joe mounted Cochise as Adam stared off into the distance for a moment, captivated by the beauty of the ranch he\u2019d once worked along side his father and brothers to help build up.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know something?\u201d He asked quietly, turning his gaze now upon his brother. \u201cIt\u2019s good to be home.\u201d<\/p>\n

Smiling at his older brother\u2019s words, Joe helped Adam up behind him on Cochise and they began the short ride back to the house.<\/p>\n

Ben walked Doc Martin out of the house to his buggy. He had been surprised when Joe had arrived back at the house with Adam. It had been a heart-warming reunion with his oldest son as well as between Hoss and Adam. Ben felt so indebted to his youngest for making this Christmas the best they\u2019d had in years.<\/p>\n

Paul was about to climb into his buggy but he stopped to turn around toward Ben.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know how he did it, Ben.\u201d Paul stated, speaking of Joe. \u201cWith his wrist in the shape it was, he shouldn\u2019t have been able to do much of anything with it., much less be able to hold onto Adam the way he did.\u201d Paul said. \u201cWhy I don\u2019t know what to say\u2026 it\u2019s\u2026 it\u2019s\u2026 \u201c<\/p>\n

\u201c\u2026 A miracle?\u201d Ben finished and Paul nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019d better be on my way then,\u201d He announced, climbing into his buggy. \u201cMerry Christmas, Ben.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMerry Christmas.\u201d Ben returned before the doc started the buggy forward.<\/p>\n

Watching for a moment as the buggy disappeared around the barn, Ben walked back to the house. The sound of laughter reached his ears as he opened the door to see Adam, Hoss, and Joe sitting by the fireplace.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, I don\u2019t know about you boys, but I\u2019m up for a nice hot cup of coffee. How about it?\u201d He offered.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll take a cup,\u201d Hoss answered as Joe echoed his reply. Adam smiled at Ben.<\/p>\n

\u201cI think we\u2019ll all take some pa.\u201d He said and Ben headed for the kitchen. He turned around just before entering though, to look again at his sons. His eyes rested first on Hoss, Joe, then Adam. Each one a living legacy he would leave behind when it came his time to leave this Earth.<\/p>\n

But that time seemed a million years away as Ben\u2019s mind could think only of this Christmas and of how he would forever cherish the fact that they could be a family once again on this special day.<\/p>\n

He turned his gaze upward as he offered a silent prayer of thanks not only for his youngest son\u2019s amazing gift but also for God\u2019s hand of safety over Adam during the difficult journey to be home for Christmas.<\/p>\n

~THE END~<\/p>\n

I\u2019m dreaming tonight of a place I love
\nEven more than I usually do
\nAnd although I know, It\u2019s a long road back
\nI promise you<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll be home for Christmas
\nYou can count on me
\nPlease have snow and mistletoe
\nAnd presents under the tree
\nChristmas Eve will find me
\nWhere the love light gleams
\nI\u2019ll be home for Christmas
\nIf only in my dreams<\/p>\n

– I\u2019ll Be Home For Christmas<\/i><\/p>\n

Lynnette Smith
\nDecember, 2004<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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