{"id":59945,"date":"2025-09-23T10:41:14","date_gmt":"2025-09-23T14:41:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=59945"},"modified":"2025-10-28T09:42:59","modified_gmt":"2025-10-28T13:42:59","slug":"59945","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=59945","title":{"rendered":"The Weaker Sex (by Pat D in PA)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Summary: <\/strong>Marie Cartwright comes home from assisting a neighbor woman in need to find \u2026<\/p>\n

Just a short little piece written for the 3rd Quarter Chaps and Spurs Challenge.<\/p>\n

Rating: <\/strong>K\/G<\/p>\n

Word Count: <\/strong>2,077<\/p>\n

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\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

The Weaker Sex<\/strong><\/p>\n

Wearily, Marie de Marigny Cartwright guided her buggy into the Ponderosa yard, muzzily wondering why something seemed very much \u201coff\u201d this morning.\u00a0 She\u2019d left the Halderson ranch right after breakfast, after nearly four days away from home aiding Becky Halderson to give birth and then get settled in with her new baby.\u00a0 The very young mother, only about seventeen herself, had been grateful to have Marie to help.\u00a0 Her poor husband, Tom, had been a bundle of nerves since it was childbirth that had taken his first wife, and he feared the worst for his beloved Becky.<\/p>\n

\u201cMiz Cartwright, I\u2019m so sorry, I didn\u2019t know who else to send for,\u201d he\u2019d apologized, pale as a sheet as he took the reins from her, helping her down from her buggy.\u00a0 \u00a0\u201cMiz Shaughnessy ain\u2019t nearby, bein\u2019 in Sacramento with her sister.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNonsense, Mr. Halderson,\u201d she\u2019d smiled, patting his hand. \u201cThis is what neighbors are for.\u00a0 Becky is inside?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, ma\u2019am,\u201d he\u2019d nodded, grateful he didn\u2019t seem to have to explain anything else and turned to put up the horse for her.\u00a0 He hesitated and glanced her way again. \u201cMa\u2019am?\u201d<\/p>\n

Marie paused at the door and turned back.<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease\u2026\u201d the frightened young man had swallowed hard. \u201cPlease, help her.\u201d<\/p>\n

She smiled gently at him.\u00a0 \u201cTry not to worry,\u201d she reassured him, careful, however, not to make any promise she knew she could not keep\u2026 either about the young mother or the child.\u00a0 She was someone who knew firsthand how very wrong this endeavor could turn out.<\/p>\n

But all had gone reasonably well.\u00a0 Becky\u2019s confinement had been very long, lasting more than twenty-four hours.\u00a0 But though her labor had been long, it had not been overly hard, proceeding slowly and gradually. Once the baby decided that enough was enough and it was time to be born, he had obligingly positioned himself perfectly and was not too large.\u00a0 Young Thomas Halderson, Jr. launched into life with a powerful set of lungs, a voracious appetite and an appealingly sweet little face.<\/p>\n

Marie stayed longer than she normally would have done to help at a birth.\u00a0 She stayed to make sure that Becky was out of danger and that she could nurse easily, but also because the young mother had been completely exhausted by the longer than usual labor and needed to rest or she’d have no milk.\u00a0 Marie wanted to be well-satisfied that the young father wasn\u2019t useless about changing diapers or providing food or drink to his wife. So, she sent word back to the Ponderosa and remained, cleaning the little house, cooking for Tom and his two hands.\u00a0 Marie baked several loaves of bread leaving them in the larder and had both a crock of soup and a hearty stew bubbling on the stove so that Becky would only have to worry about herself and the baby for a day or so. It turned out that Tom was a capable young man, thanking her profusely for her help, but able to warm up supper without burning it, and clean up after himself in a kitchen.\u00a0 And loved his wife completely, making sure her needs were met before his own.<\/p>\n

So, on the morning of the fourth day, Marie paused at the door, her heart filled with warmth as she saw the couple together on the bed, the proud husband gazing down at his pretty little wife, sitting beside her as she nursed their child. Smiling tiredly, she bid them goodbye and allowed the ranch hand who\u2019d come to beg her for help four days earlier to assist her and her bag into her buggy.<\/p>\n

As she drove home, all she could think of was cuddling her own sweet child, two-year-old Joseph.\u00a0 This was the longest she\u2019d been away from him since he was born, and though she knew her husband was more than capable of managing without her, she\u2019d badly missed her little angel; her stepsons, as well.\u00a0 Though, she chuckled to herself wryly, at the time she\u2019d left she had to admit that her two youngest were less than angelic.\u00a0 Little Joe was cranky and fussy \u2013 making Marie think perhaps he had a stubborn molar coming in \u2013 and eight-year-old Hoss was being unusually stubborn and difficult to redirect.\u00a0 Hoss was generally the most biddable child imaginable, sunny in temperament and full of smiles.\u00a0 But something must have been troubling him, since he\u2019d been pouty and obstinate over just about everything, to the point that at breakfast Ben had needed to be stern and ask if Hoss and he needed to go to his room for a ‘necessary talk.’ The pouts didn’t disappear but the orneriness abated a bit.\u00a0 At least until word came from the Halderson ranch that Mrs. Halderson’s time was upon her and there was no one else who could help. Could Mrs. Cartwright please come?<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t wan’ you to go, Mama,\u201d Hoss had whined as she gathered a bag with everything she knew she would need to assist in childbirth, a fresh dress in case the confinement was longer than normal, along with some teas Hop Sing prepared for her to take along\u2026 including one to calm down a nervous father.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow, my Hoss, Maman must go to help Madame Halderson,\u201d she\u2019d said, a trifle distractedly as she mentally ticked off items on her list.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry, Marie,\u201d reassured 14-year-old Adam, smiling at her as he balanced a fussy Joe on his hip, \u201cI\u2019ll make sure they\u2019re all right.\u201d\u00a0 It was a declaration she was thankful to hear.\u00a0 Even at this young age, Adam\u2019s word was his bond, and she knew she could count on him to do exactly as he said he would. She reached up a hand, smiling and cupped his cheek.. she frowned slighly.\u00a0 He seems a little warm.\u00a0 <\/em>But his eyes were clear and bright, and he seemed his usual, capable self.<\/p>\n

\u201cMerci, mon fils,\u201d<\/em> she said gratefully, then leaned in and kissed her small son, and giving Hoss a quick hug as she hurried out the door.<\/p>\n

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Now, as she pulled the horse to a stop in front of the hitching post to the side of the Ponderosa\u2019s kitchen, Marie frowned at the silence around her.\u00a0 Not a sound.\u00a0 Normally, she\u2019d at least hear one of her sons playing \u2013 or arguing! \u2013 in the yard or the house.\u00a0 Or she\u2019d hear Hop Sing talking to himself in Chinese, scolding one of the boys \u2013 or a runaway chicken! But there was nothing.<\/p>\n

Worriedly, Marie secured the reins and hurried up the steps to the front door.<\/p>\n

Upon opening it, Marie entered, listening.\u00a0 And heard what she\u2019d feared.<\/p>\n

Whimpering.<\/p>\n

Tossing her wrap on the back of the settee she hurried up the stairs, wrinkling her nose at the stale, sweat-ridden air that greeted her as she reached the top.\u00a0 Her heart hammering, she glanced in alarm to see Hoss and Joseph\u2019s bedroom doors open, and the rooms messy, but empty\u2026 even of their beds!<\/p>\n

\u201cBen?\u00a0 Boys!?\u00a0 Joseph?!\u201d<\/em> she cried, hurrying on down the hall.<\/p>\n

\u201cIn here!\u201d came her husband\u2019s hoarse voice from Adam\u2019s room, and a bellowed, \u201cMama!!!\u201d<\/p>\n

She quickly pushed open the partially ajar door, stopping short in shock, leaning against the wall for support.<\/p>\n

In addition to Adam\u2019s bed, Hoss\u2019 and Joe\u2019s had been wedged into the room as well, and all three boys were tucked in, as well as their father, all pale, sporting fluid-filled blisters on every visible part of their bodies not covered by rumpled and sweat-sodden nightshirts.\u00a0 Joe burst into tears holding his arms up for her, wiggling free of his father\u2019s arms\u2026 and, poor man, he wearily let him do it.<\/p>\n

\u201cMama!\u201d the toddler bawled.\u00a0 Hastily, Marie gathered him up patting his back in comfort, gently as she felt the blisters under her hand, still trying to assimilate the scene in front of her: Ben and Hoss had been squished together in Adam\u2019s bed, with Joe\u2019s cot abandoned as he clung to his father.\u00a0 Adam lay listlessly in Hoss\u2019 bed, his face slightly more flushed than the others.<\/p>\n

\u201cSacre tonneur\u2026\u201d<\/em> she breathed.\u00a0 \u201cChicken pox? ALL<\/em><\/strong> of you?!\u201d\u00a0 She quickly reached out a hand to her oldest stepson, grasping his wrist. \u201cNon,<\/em> Adam, do not scratch!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut it itches,\u201d he complained, fretfully, then succumbed to a coughing fit.<\/p>\n

Tiredly, Ben nodded at his wife, so relieved she was finally home and he could just lay back in his misery.\u00a0 \u201cHoss came down with it first, about two hours after you left,\u201d he shared, apologetically, leaning back on his pillows, starting to scratch at his own blisters, but stopping, shame-faced, at his wife\u2019s glare.\u00a0 \u201cThen the eruption of Joe\u2019s rash hit just before suppertime.\u00a0 Adam and I woke up with it the next day\u2026 he\u2019s the one I\u2019m most worried about,\u201d the man sighed, glancing at his oldest. \u201cHis fever \u2013 cough!!<\/em> \u2013 his fever\u2019s pretty high.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut where is Hop Sing?\u201d demanded Marie, kissing her baby, grateful to notice now that his blisters actually weren\u2019t as numerous, nor his temperature seeming to be as high, as his brothers\u2019 or his father’s.\u00a0 Tenderly, Marie leaned over and kissed her husband’s hot temple and shook her head in sad amusement: he looked dreadful.\u00a0 She gently disentangled Joseph’s hands from her dress and kissing him, tenderly but firmly tucked him back into his father\u2019s lap, covering them both then went to sit beside Hoss, lovingly stroking his hair, and still leaning out a hand to Adam\u2019s forehead in comfort and assessment.<\/p>\n

\u201cWent to find some herbs,\u201d Hoss answered, tiredly.\u00a0 He smiled at his stepmother. \u201cI sure am glad you\u2019re home, Mama. I feel better, some.\u00a0 Just awful itchy.\u201d<\/p>\n

Helplessly, Marie looked around at her at the wreck of her family and started to laugh, ruefully.\u00a0 Then she shook herself, pushing her own exhaustion to the back burner and taking charge. \u201cFirst things first,\u201d she said briskly, rising and opening the window to let in some blessedly fresh air.\u00a0 \u201cOnce Hop Sing returns, ALL of you are going to take oatmeal baths. Non! Pas de disputes!\u201d <\/em>she warned, a single finger raised, as fussing began\u2026 and just as suddenly stopped. \u201cNot only will it help with your itching, but I<\/em> \u00a0<\/strong>will feel better not to have to smell you all the way down the stairs!\u201d<\/p>\n

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Later that evening, watching over her sick men, Marie smiled at Hop Sing in exhausted thanks as he placed a cup of tea beside her and nodded, padding away nearly silently.<\/p>\n

Marie gently rocked Little Joe, snuffling a bit from his runny nose, as he dozed in her arms, attaching himself to her, limpet-like.<\/p>\n

Marie and Hop Sing had compared notes and were thankful to know both had had this ailment already and were thus immune.\u00a0 Between them they\u2019d banished the infected motley crew to the washhouse while they changed beds and aired the rooms, making the entire house much more pleasant.\u00a0 Then, while the invalids settled once more into fresh beds, Marie and Hop Sing washed sheets, nightwear, and towels, started some willow bark tea to steep and put on a pot of good chicken soup.<\/p>\n

Hop Sing told her he\u2019d learned the older a person was the harder the disease seemed to be for them, but luckily Ben appeared to have a very light case.\u00a0 He was a dreadful patient all the same, nearly driving both her and the Chinese major domo mad with his stubbornness, but he wasn\u2019t that ill.<\/p>\n

Adam was their gravest concern, but even he felt much better after his oatmeal bath, some of Marie’s stinging nettle salve dotted on the blisters to ease the itch and his dose of willow bark, and was now asleep, if still a little restless.\u00a0 She smiled remembering his adolescent outrage at her firmly placing mittens on his hands.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you cannot stop the scratching, the sores they will become infected and leave marks.\u00a0 These, mon fils, will help.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBut I feel ridiculous!\u201d he\u2019d argued hotly, waving his pink-mittened hands at her in indignation.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBetter to be ridiculous than have unsightly scars all over your handsome face!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

That<\/em> <\/strong>had finally shut him up and he\u2019d miserably sunk deeper under the covers in defeat.<\/p>\n

Now, as she gazed at all four of her dozing, cranky menfolk and thought of her four long, weary days helping a young girl barely older than Adam work for more than twenty-four straight hours with little rest, laboring to bring new life into the world, Marie Cartwright shook her head in wonder.<\/p>\n

How could anyone<\/em> call women<\/em> <\/strong>the \u2018weaker sex\u2019!?<\/p>\n

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THE END<\/p>\n

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Written for the 2025 3rd<\/sup> Quarter Chaps and Spurs Challenge.\u00a0 The challenge words we were required to use were wreck, eruption, launched, wall, <\/em>and declaration<\/em>.<\/p>\n

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