{"id":63959,"date":"2005-07-25T18:25:46","date_gmt":"2005-07-25T22:25:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=63959"},"modified":"2026-03-25T18:31:10","modified_gmt":"2026-03-25T22:31:10","slug":"alone-in-a-crowd-by-joans","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=63959","title":{"rendered":"Alone in a Crowd (by JoanS.)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Summary:\u00a0 Ben feels the pressure of his many responsibilities and needs a break for a while.<br \/>\nRating:\u00a0 G\u00a0 \u00a06,740 words<!--more--><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\"><b>Alone in a Crowd<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBen?\u201d Ben Cartwright turned at the sound of the woman\u2019s voice. He smiled into her blue eyes and she returned the look with a worried one of her own. \u201cAre you alright out here?\u201d she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m fine,\u201d he replied as he turned back to stare out over the balcony again. \u201cJust admiring San Francisco at night. It really is a beautiful city you know Doreen.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes,\u201d she said, coming to stand next to him and looking at the lights below as well. \u201cIt is. Tom and I love it here.\u201d She touched Ben on the arm gently. \u201cWe\u2019re so glad that you\u2019ve come to stay for a while Ben. It\u2019s doing Tom the world of good to have you here visiting.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at her again. \u201cIt\u2019s doing me the world of good too,\u201d he admitted. \u201cAway from the worries of the ranch and all the business.\u201d He took a deep breath of night air. \u201cI needed the rest,\u201d he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She nodded. \u201cYes you certainly looked as if you did when you arrived,\u201d she said. \u201cI hope you\u2019re getting just what you need here with us.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. \u201cIt\u2019s been wonderful,\u201d he said. \u201cI can\u2019t thank you and Tom enough for letting me stay like this.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She gave him a mock indignant look. \u201cAnd why wouldn\u2019t we?\u201d she asked, putting her hands on her hips. \u201cHaven\u2019t you helped us enough over the years?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shrugged. \u201cI was just being a friend,\u201d he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAnd we\u2019re just doing the same,\u201d she said. \u201cCome on inside Ben. It\u2019ll do you good to talk to everyone.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI will in a few minutes,\u201d he said, patting her on the arm. \u201cI\u2019d just like to stay out here for a little while longer.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhatever you want Ben,\u201d she said. \u201cWell, I\u2019d better get back to our guests before they wonder where I\u2019ve got to.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Doreen swept back into the crowded room as Ben watched her. He listened for a few minutes to the low murmur of the chatter from the many guests they\u2019d invited for the evening and then turned back once more to lean on the railing of the balcony and stare out into the darkness beyond. He sighed as he thought about the last few days and the things that he\u2019d done here in San Francisco.\u00a0 This was probably the very first time that he\u2019d visited this city without a work agenda to keep him busy. Even when he\u2019d taken vacations here in the past, he had always combined the trips with business to justify the long trip.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That was what the problem had been, he reasoned. The ranch had consumed so much of his life for so long now that he felt quite lost without it. He kept feeling guilty that he wasn\u2019t working at least in some capacity, but he supposed that was only natural for someone who\u2019d lived for so many years with the ranch as the major focus of his life. He stopped his thought with a jerk. No \u2026 the ranch wasn\u2019t the main focus of his life \u2026. His boys were that \u2026. And it was because of his boys that he\u2019d ended up listening to everyone and coming to San Francisco in this way.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He thought back to how he\u2019d been during the past few months and realised now that he must have been very difficult to live with. The problem was of course that at the time he just couldn\u2019t see it. The constant heavy workload and the pressures of business had gradually been grinding him down to the extent where he\u2019d felt that he was ready to snap. He should have seen the light long before now, but in his usually stubborn way he\u2019d not listened to his own body or the opinions of those around him when they\u2019d tried to tell him that he needed a break. Thank God that he finally had, for he hated to think what the outcome would have been if he hadn\u2019t.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They had all tried to tell him. Paul Martin in particular had been most insistent that he needed a break, and had tried time and time again to tell him. Even the boys had tried and he\u2019d certainly given them a hard time during these past months. He frowned as he thought about it \u2026.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">**********<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked up. \u201cDo you want something?\u201d he snapped.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss shrugged. \u201cNot really,\u201d he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThen go and do something,\u201d said Ben irritably as he looked back at the papers sprawled in front of him on the large desk. \u201cCan\u2019t you see I\u2019m up to my ears in paperwork here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSure thing Pa,\u201d said Hoss, shrugging again. \u201cOnly \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sighed in frustration. \u201cOnly what?\u201d he said, looking up again. \u201cSpit it out Hoss. If you\u2019ve got something to say, then say it for heavens sake!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss looked slightly hurt at his father\u2019s remark. \u201cI was only wondering how ya are Pa,\u201d he ventured.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHow I am? I\u2019m fine. Why wouldn\u2019t I be?\u201d asked Ben impatiently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss shrugged for a third time, giving his father a puzzled look. \u201cWell ya looked a mite peaky at breakfast. I thought maybe you was sick or something.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m fine,\u201d said Ben. \u201cThank you for asking son,\u201d he added. \u201cNow please leave me alone to get on with this. You know I hate paperwork and I\u2019d just like to get it done.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCan I help?\u201d asked Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNo.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss made a face. \u201cOK,\u201d he said. \u201cI guess I\u2019ll go and get some chores done then.\u201d Ben didn\u2019t comment, but continued to write in the ledger. Hoss gave him a worried look and walked outside. \u201cI\u2019d get to work if I was you,\u201d he warned Joe who was sitting on the edge of the porch with his hat over his face as he leaned back against one of the poles.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI am working,\u201d retorted Joe, taking his hat off his face and looking up at his brother. \u201cI\u2019m thinking about what to do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss shook his head. \u201cWell if I were you little brother, I\u2019d do my thinking somewhere else. If Pa catches you sitting there he\u2019ll have a piece of your hide.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe made a face. \u201cHe still grouchy?\u201d he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss nodded. \u201cYup. Worse than ever,\u201d he replied. \u201cI\u2019m kinda worried bout him Joe. It ain\u2019t like him ta be so bad tempered fer so long.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHe\u2019ll get over it,\u201d said Joe, putting his hat over his face again. Hoss shrugged and walked away.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Within two minutes, a booming voice behind him made Joe jump up with a start. \u201cWhat do you think you\u2019re doing there!\u201d yelled Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe picked up his hat from where it had dropped next to his feet and grinned at his father. \u201cI\u2019m just getting to work Pa,\u201d he said. \u201cYou know that I\u2019m always busy working.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben grunted. \u201cI\u2019m going down to the branding corral to check out where they\u2019re up to,\u201d he said. \u201cI want to see you hard at work when I get back Joseph.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBy the time you get back, then I will be,\u201d quipped Joe, his grin getting wider and his eyes sparkling with mischief.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou\u2019ll get to work right this minute young man!\u201d snapped his father. \u201cNow get!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou want me to saddle Buck for you Pa?\u201d asked Joe, unabashed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNo I don\u2019t,\u201d replied Ben. \u201cI\u2019m quite capable of saddling my own horse thank you. Now get to work!\u201d\u00a0 He stomped off to the barn and Joe sighed as he headed off towards the woodpile with a resigned look.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben quickly saddled his horse and rode down the short trail towards the branding corral where Adam was hard at work directing the men. \u201cWell at least on of my sons is working,\u201d said Ben grumpily as he dismounted. \u201cHow\u2019s it going Adam?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cFine,\u201d said Adam. \u201cI take it you mean Joe by that remark?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben didn\u2019t answer, but frowned as he looked across at the men working. \u201cThere\u2019s an awful lot of men here,\u201d he snapped.\u00a0 \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI brought the rest of the men down from the timber camp to finish off here,\u201d Adam explained. \u201cI thought we\u2019d get finished here first and then take everyone up to start cutting the timber.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWe have a deadline on that timber!\u201d snapped Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI know that,\u201d replied Adam calmly. \u201cI negotiated it, remember?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell then you should be very aware of how important it is to have men up there working at the moment,\u201d said Ben, raising his voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWe have plenty of time,\u201d reasoned Adam. \u201cIt makes sense to finish off here first and then \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI want those men back up there now!\u201d shouted Ben. \u201cSee to it!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBut \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNow Adam!\u201d\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam drew a deep breath. \u201cAlright,\u201d he said. \u201cYou\u2019re the boss.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI most certainly am!\u201d snapped Ben. \u201cAnd don\u2019t forget it.\u201d He stopped as he saw the expression on his son\u2019s face. \u201cI\u2019m sorry Adam,\u201d he said after a moment. \u201cI didn\u2019t mean to snap at you like that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam shrugged. \u201cThat\u2019s OK,\u201d he said. \u201cI\u2019ll get the men organised as you want Pa.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben watched as his son walked away and began to give orders to the men. He didn\u2019t know why he\u2019d suddenly lost his temper in the way he had, all he knew was that he\u2019d been doing it a lot lately. As he mounted up again and rode back towards the house, he tried to reason it all out. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I\u2019m just tired, <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">he thought. <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">We\u2019ve all been so busy lately &#8230; that\u2019s all that it is. I must try and take it easy for a while.\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">**********<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDid you move those men back up to the timber camp?\u201d asked Ben at supper that night.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes,\u201d replied Adam shortly. \u201cI told you that I was going to.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI was just checking,\u201d said Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Adam rolled his eyes at his two brothers as their father bent his head and commenced eating again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHey Pa?\u201d said Joe suddenly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI was thinking that I might go into town tonight and \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell you were thinking wrong,\u201d snapped Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBut Pa \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat\u2019s enough! You\u2019ll stay at home.\u201d Joe slumped down in his seat and pouted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cPa?\u201d said Hoss. \u201cAre you OK?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked up. \u201cWhy do you keep asking me if I\u2019m alright?\u201d he said grumpily. \u201cI\u2019ve told you that I am Hoss.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou\u2019re awful grouchy Pa,\u201d ventured Joe tentatively.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell maybe I have good reason to be,\u201d said his father testily. \u201cWhat with sons who need constant reminding to do their work.\u201d Joe said nothing, but lowered his head and stared at his plate of food.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was quiet for a few minutes as they all ate. Finally Ben broke the silence. \u201cI\u2019m sorry boys,\u201d he said. \u201cI know that I\u2019ve been testy lately. I\u2019m just tired.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhy don\u2019t you have an early night Pa?\u201d asked Adam. \u201cYou\u2019ll feel better in the morning.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded and got up from the table wearily. \u201cI think I will,\u201d he said. \u201cGood night boys.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNight Pa,\u201d they chorused.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben climbed the stairs slowly, suddenly feeling very tired. He went straight to his bedroom and sat at the window, gazing down at the darkness beyond that was Lake Tahoe. He wondered what was wrong with him. It wasn\u2019t like him to be so cranky with the boys and everything else and he hoped that a good night\u2019s sleep would help.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He just didn\u2019t seem to enjoy life anymore and he didn\u2019t know why. Perhaps it was that he had too many pressures with running the ranch or perhaps it was just that he was getting old? Whatever it was, Ben sincerely hoped that the lethargy he\u2019d been feeling would soon pass.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">**********<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shifted restlessly on the buckboard seat and rubbed his temples as he tried not to let his frustration show. Normally Joe\u2019s constant chatter amused him, but today all he had wanted to do for the past hour was to ask the youngster to be quiet. Finally he could stand it no longer. \u201cJoe, do you think you could just be quiet long enough to draw breath?\u201d he asked sarcastically and then was immediately sorry as he noticed the hurt look on his son\u2019s face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSorry Pa,\u201d Joe said quietly. \u201cI didn\u2019t mean to rattle on like that for so long.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNo, I\u2019m sorry son,\u201d replied Ben. \u201cI didn\u2019t mean anything like that.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Joe remained silent as they approached Virginia City, making Ben feel even worse than before. \u201cHow about you go on up to the mercantile and order those supplies?\u201d he suggested. \u201cI\u2019ll go to the Livery Stable and see about those horseshoes and then we can meet at the saloon. I\u2019ll buy you a drink.\u201d\u00a0 He was rewarded instantly by one of Joe\u2019s wide smiles that lit up his face and caused his eyes to sparkle.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSure thing Pa,\u201d replied the young man. \u201cI\u2019ll see ya there soon.\u201d\u00a0 He waited while Ben climbed down from the buckboard and then hitched up the team and drove on up the street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben watched him go before turning and walking across the street towards the Livery Stable. He halted as he heard his name called. \u201cBen! Oh Ben! Wait!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben turned to see George Bristol, the Bank manager, hurrying to catch up with him. \u201cGeorge,\u201d he said, holding out his hand. \u201cNice to see you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI was beginning to worry,\u201d said George as he shook Ben\u2019s hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWorry? Why?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">George gave him a strange look. \u201cYou didn\u2019t turn up for our 11 o\u2019clock appointment,\u201d he said.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben slapped his hand on his head. \u201cOh George, I completely forgot,\u201d he said. \u201cI\u2019m so sorry.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat\u2019s alright,\u201d said George. \u201cOnly it\u2019s not like you to miss an appointment and I was worried that something serious might have happened.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u201cNo,\u201d he said. \u201cI must have just forgotten. I\u2019ll call in and see you in about ten minutes if that\u2019s alright?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMake it fifteen,\u201d said George. \u201cSee you then Ben.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben closed his eyes momentarily and shook his head as George walked away, wondering how on earth he could have forgotten about the meeting. It seemed that he was forgetting quite a few things lately and he felt as if he was losing control over his own life. The bank appointment was just one more example of it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBen?\u201d He opened his eyes to see doctor Paul Martin standing in front of him and looking at him strangely. \u201cAre you alright?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben forced a smile onto his face. He felt like shouting out his frustration, but instead he simply shook the other man\u2019s hand. \u201cI\u2019m fine,\u201d he said. \u201cHow are you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Paul ignored the question. \u201cYou don\u2019t look fine,\u201d he said. \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNothing,\u201d Ben assured his friend. \u201cI just remembered something I\u2019d forgotten to do, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI see,\u201d said Paul, looking at the other man intently. \u201cI just saw that youngster of yours down at the mercantile and he told me you were in town. I\u2019m glad, because I was going to come out and see you tomorrow.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sighed, thinking that here was another person who wanted something from him. It seemed that everywhere he turned lately someone was wanting him to do something. \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter?\u201d he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell that\u2019s what I was going to ask you,\u201d replied Paul. \u201cWhat is the matter Ben?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI don\u2019t know what you mean,\u201d said Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou know exactly what I mean,\u201d replied Paul knowingly. \u201cYou haven\u2019t been yourself lately and I want to know why. Are you feeling alright? I\u2019m worried about you Ben.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m fine,\u201d Ben assured him. \u201cI\u2019ve just been working a bit too hard lately, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell you look terrible,\u201d said Paul. \u201cI\u2019d like you to come over to my office for a check-up before you leave town.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI said I\u2019m fine,\u201d said Ben, trying to keep the irritation out of his voice. \u201cWhy does everyone think I\u2019m not?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Paul lifted an eyebrow at his words and studied him for a moment. \u201cWho else thinks you\u2019re not?\u201d he asked finally.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben waved his hand around airily. \u201cOh \u2026 no one,\u201d he said. \u201cI must go Paul. I\u2019ve got quite a few things to get done before I meet Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Paul held onto the arm of his sleeve. \u201cI mean it Ben,\u201d he said. \u201cNow either you come and see me for a check-up before you leave town today, or I\u2019ll be out at the ranch tomorrow to do it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOh for heaven\u2019s sake!\u201d said Ben, this time showing his frustration. \u201cCan\u2019t a man just work a bit harder than usual without everyone getting on his back about it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Paul crossed his arms over his chest. \u201cI thought you said that no one else was concerned?\u201d he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben hesitated. \u201cAlright,\u201d he said. \u201cYou win. I\u2019ll come over and see you in about an hour. Alright?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Paul nodded. \u201cSee that you do,\u201d he said and shook his head as he watched Ben walk over towards the Livery Stable.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">By the time Ben made it to the saloon to meet Joe, he was in a bad mood. \u201cHi Pa,\u201d said Joe as his father entered. \u201cYou\u2019re late. It\u2019s usually me who is, ain\u2019t it?\u201d Ben grunted and said nothing. \u201cI thought you was weaselling out of buying me that drink like you promised,\u201d continued Joe, grinning at his father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYour father doesn\u2019t weasel \u2026 I mean \u2026 don\u2019t I always keep my word?\u201d snapped Ben, throwing some coins on the table. \u201cHere \u2026. You have your drink. I haven\u2019t got time to stay now, so pick me up at Paul Martin\u2019s office in half an hour.\u201d\u00a0 He pointed a finger at the surprised Joe. \u201cAnd don\u2019t be late young man. You\u2019re to have one drink and no more. Understand?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYeah,\u201d said Joe, picking up the money. \u201cBut can\u2019t you stay and have one with me Pa?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI just said that I couldn\u2019t,\u201d snapped Ben.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhy are ya going to see the Doc?\u201d asked Joe. \u201cAre you feeling alright Pa?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m fine!\u201d snapped Ben. \u201cMeet me in half an hour Joseph. No longer!\u201d\u00a0 He strode from the saloon, leaving a very puzzled Joe behind him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with your Pa?\u201d asked Sam, the bartender. \u201cYou in trouble again Joe?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNah,\u201d said Joe. \u201cHe\u2019s just crabby lately is all. I\u2019ll have a beer thanks Sam.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sat in Paul Martin\u2019s waiting room, getting angrier by the minute. He knew that he really didn\u2019t have time for this nonsense and wanted to just go home and get back to the multitude of things that he had to get done. By the time Paul escorted Mrs Billings out of the inner office and was ready for him, he felt his blood boiling. \u201cThis\u2019ll have to be quick Paul,\u201d he said. \u201cI haven\u2019t got much time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou\u2019ve got just as much time as I\u2019m going to need to examine you,\u201d said Paul calmly as he ushered him into the inner office. \u201cNow sit on the examining table while I take your blood pressure.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cIt\u2019ll be high,\u201d Ben warned him. \u201cI can feel it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Paul was silent for a few moments. \u201cIt certainly is high,\u201d he said. \u201cOpen your shirt while I listen to your heart.\u201d\u00a0 Ben did as he was told and tried to remain composed while Paul listened through his stethoscope. \u201cNow lie down,\u201d instructed Paul.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI don\u2019t have time for all \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI said to lie down,\u201d said the doctor firmly. \u201cHonestly Ben, now I know where Joe gets it from.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben did as he was told again and allowed the doctor to examine him. After twenty minutes, Paul finally told him to get off the examining table. \u201cSee?\u201d said Ben, as he did up his shirt. \u201cI told you I was fine.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYour blood pressure is elevated and you terrible. I don\u2019t call that fine,\u201d replied Paul.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBut you couldn\u2019t find anything really wrong, could you?\u201d asked Ben.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell \u2026. No,\u201d admitted the doctor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThen I\u2019m fine. Look Paul, I appreciate your concern, but I\u2019m just a bit tired that\u2019s all. It\u2019s nothing that a few good nights\u2019 sleep won\u2019t fix.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBen, why don\u2019t you try and get away for a while? You\u2019ve been working far too hard and it\u2019d do you good.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI don\u2019t need to get away,\u201d declared Ben. \u201cBesides, I can\u2019t afford the time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhy not? You know as well as I do that those boys of yours are quite capable of looking after things around here for a while.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI know that,\u201d said Ben. \u201cBut there are certain things that I have to do. It\u2019s not fair to leave the boys in charge.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhy not? What things do you have to do?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cJust things,\u201d said Ben. \u201cA ranch the size of The Ponderosa just doesn\u2019t run itself you know Paul. I\u2019ve worked long and hard to get things on that ranch to the stage where I \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cTo the stage where it\u2019s killing you Ben,\u201d interrupted Paul. \u201cFace it my friend. You\u2019re not doing yourself any favours by working so hard.\u201d\u00a0 He put his hand on his friend\u2019s shoulder. \u201cEveryone needs some time off occasionally Ben, even you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled. \u201cI have been feeling \u2026 well \u2026 I\u2019m not quite sure what I\u2019ve been feeling to tell you the truth Paul,\u201d he admitted. \u201cI\u2019ve been angry with myself and the boys for so long now \u2026 I\u2019ve been short tempered for no good reason \u2026\u201d He sighed. \u201cI just don\u2019t know \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBen was the last time you enjoyed anything?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben jerked. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhen was the last time you really enjoyed anything?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI \u2026 I don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cExactly. You feel like you\u2019ve lost your joy in life don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes,\u201d Ben admitted. \u201cI just feel \u2026.\u201d His voice trailed away and he walked over to look out of the window. \u201cI love my life Paul \u2026 my work, my family \u2026 but lately it hasn\u2019t seemed to have\u00a0 been enough for me. I don\u2019t know why.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell I do. You\u2019re overloaded Ben. You need to stop for a while. I\u2019m serious when I say that you have to take some time off. Why don\u2019t you go to San Francisco for a while? Take in the sights, visit friends, that sort of thing?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben fingered his chin thoughtfully. \u201cI \u2026 I suppose I could,\u201d he said. \u201cIn a few weeks. After the timber contracts have \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBen, go now. Adam can handle all of that \u2026 with Hoss and Joe to help him. You need some time away Ben. You need to make time for you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben nodded. I believe you\u2019re right,\u201d he said. \u201cAfter all, the ranch is meant for the boys anyway. I suppose it\u2019s time that I let them run it for a bit.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cExactly,\u201d said Paul. \u201cYou\u2019ll find that going away for a while is just what you need my friend. You\u2019ll see.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">**********<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And Ben had seen. Since he\u2019d arrived in San Francisco he\u2019d done nothing but enjoy himself. Doreen and Tom had seen to it that he had plenty of time to himself, but he\u2019d also been able to catch up with so many good friends \u2026. Like tonight. Ben glanced over his shoulder into the room full of people again and smiled. They\u2019d organised this party especially for him and so many of his friends had come. So why was it that he felt so alone tonight?<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with me?\u201d he said out loud to no one in particular. \u201cWhy am I feeling like this?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cLike what?\u201d asked a female voice behind him and Ben turned to see Mary Atkins standing there smiling at him. \u201cWhat are you feeling like Ben?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled at her. \u201cI\u2019m just a bit out of sorts tonight,\u201d he said. \u201cTake no notice of me Mary.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMissing your boys?\u201d she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He stared at her. \u201cI suppose I am,\u201d he said. \u201cHow did you know?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBecause you have that look about you,\u201d she said. \u201cThe one you get whenever you talk about them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThe look?\u201d he asked, puzzled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes Ben \u2026 the look,\u201d she said, coming to stand next to him. \u201cEveryone knows it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cKnows what?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHow special those boys are in your eyes.\u201d She placed a hand on top of his.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAm I that transparent?\u201d he asked, laughing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes,\u201d she said. \u201cYou only talk about them non-stop you know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d he said. \u201cI don\u2019t mean to. It\u2019s just \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat they\u2019re so special,\u201d she finished for him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cActually I was going to say that it just because they have no mothers I think. I\u2019ve had to be both father and mother to those boys for so long that I can\u2019t help \u2026 well \u2026. Concentrating on them so much I suppose.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI think it\u2019s lovely,\u201d she said. \u201cI\u2019m sure they\u2019re wonderful boys.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI think so,\u201d said Ben, his eyes shining at the thought of his sons. \u201cDo you know that it took a friend of mine a great deal of persuasion for me to even come here?\u00a0 I was sure that those boys of mine needed me. They\u2019re grown men and yet I still fuss around ..\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201c \u2026 like an old mother hen,\u201d said Mary.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben laughed. \u201cSomething like that,\u201d he admitted. \u201cI know they\u2019re fine without me, but it\u2019s what I\u2019m used to I suppose. I raised them all practically single-handedly and I don\u2019t like to think of them not needing me any more.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m sure they need you Ben. Children always need their parents, not matter how old they are.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou\u2019re right of course,\u201d said Ben. \u201cStill, a man needs to be needed.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAnd a man also needs to think of himself occasionally,\u201d she added. \u201cI suspect that you don\u2019t do that very often Ben Cartwright.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI suppose I don\u2019t,\u201d he admitted. \u201cIt seems like there\u2019s always someone of something else to be dealt with.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell I think it\u2019s about time you are thinking of yourself for a change,\u201d she said. \u201cNow come inside and dance with me before everyone thinks that you left.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben laughed again and held out his arm. \u201cMa\u2019am,\u201d he said. \u201cMay I have this dance?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCertainly,\u201d she said and they swept into the room together.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">**********<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben stopped and looked into the shop window, reading the titles of the books that were on display. He wondered which ones he should choose for Adam and then considered that he should probably get a couple for Hoss and Joe as well. It was always Adam that that he thought of first whenever he went into book stores because he was such a voracious reader, yet he knew that even though they didn\u2019t read as much \u2026 his younger two sons also enjoyed books. Their tastes mightn\u2019t be a highbrow as Adam\u2019s but he was sure that he could find something for them as well.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He had already spent quite a bit on presents for his three sons since he\u2019d been in San Francisco, but it gave him such delight to give the boy presents that he just couldn\u2019t help it. He\u2019d always made a habit of bringing them home something whenever he could, and this time he felt as if they really deserved it for putting up with his bad temper during the past few months as well as to make up for all the extra work they\u2019d would have been forced to do because of his absence.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He shook his head and tried to stop his thoughts from heading in that particular direction. He knew that none of his boys begrudged him coming away like this, but still he couldn\u2019t help but feel guilty about it. If the truth be known, he just couldn\u2019t see to concentrate on himself as he\u2019d aimed to do. Try as he would, his boys kept invading his thoughts as he tried to decide on presents for them and think about what they were all doing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He missed them. Pure and simple as that.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was strange how he could hardly wait to get away from the ranch once he\u2019d made up his mind to have a vacation, yet as soon as he he\u2019d left he had started to miss the boys and his home. Ben looked around at the throngs of people who were milling up and down the street and thought for a moment how ironic it was that a man could be so lonely in the midst of such a crowd of people. He wondered if it was time to go home.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He walked into the bookstore and looked around. \u201cMay I help you sir?\u201d asked an assistant. \u201cLooking for something for yourself?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNo,\u201d replied Ben. \u201cActually I\u2019m looking for \u2026.\u201d He hesitated. \u201cWell yes as a matter of fact. I am looking for myself \u2026. Among other things.\u201d He surveyed the multitude of bookshelves around him. How long had it been since he\u2019d bought a book for himself? He really couldn\u2019t remember. \u201cI\u2019m looking for quite a few things actually,\u201d he continued. \u201cFor myself and for some other people as well.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes sir,\u201d said the assistant, rubbing his hands. \u201cLet\u2019s see what we can find for you then, shall we?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Half an hour later, Ben emerged from the bookstore with a large package of books under his arm. Enough to satisfy all three of the boys \u2026 and himself as well. He wandered down the street towards the port, stopping to look in the windows of various stores along the way. He had made a habit of spending time down along the wharves each day since he\u2019d been here, soaking up the atmosphere of the sailors and others who frequented the place. It took him back many years when such a place had been the focus of his life \u2026 even before he\u2019d been married to Elizabeth, Adam\u2019s mother.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He sat down on a bench facing the ocean and drew in a deep breath of the salty air. At times he really missed the sea! He briefly wondered what his life would have been like if he\u2019d never left it and for a moment the idea thrilled him. Then he shook his head. If he hadn\u2019t left the sea, then there would have been no Adam, no Hoss, no Little Joe and his mind couldn\u2019t really take that in. Life without his boys? That was unthinkable. Through all the tragedies he\u2019d experienced in his life, his boys were the things that had kept him going and he never have traded anything for that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled. Here he was thinking about his boys again! It seemed that Mary had been right the other night when she\u2019d said that he was always focussed on them. If he wasn\u2019t talking about them or buying presents for them, then they were invading his thoughts.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben hoped that they had forgiven him for his behaviour before he\u2019d left. He knew that he had hurt all three of them at times lately with his attitude and he really couldn\u2019t justify doing so. They were good boys and only tried to please him \u2026 well \u2026 most of the time, he thought. There were times when they\u2019d needed his discipline as all boys did, but on the whole they were sons a man could be very proud of. He patted the parcel of books on the bench next to him, thinking for a moment of their faces as they received their presents.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He smiled as he remembered their faces years ago. Adam \u2026a serious dark-haired little boy who had always tried to be such a help to his Pa during the years of travelling. Adam had experienced a life that most children never had had to, full of deprivations and hardships. Yet through it all he had never once let his father down. Adam \u2026. Dependable and steadfast .. always trying to be so mature.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss \u2026. Such a wonderful child in so many ways. Hoss had never given Ben any worries really \u2026 only the occasional boyhood pranks that were normal for a growing boy. Always helpful, always dependable, never demanding \u2026. Hoss had grown into a thoughtful and wonderful man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Little Joe \u2026. Or Joe as he now insisted on being called. Ben chuckled quietly to himself as he considered that this third boy of his had probably given him more worries than his two brothers combined. Yet he wouldn\u2019t have had it any other way. Joe\u2019s personality was such that he was a constant source of the unexpected in Ben\u2019s life and yet amidst all the worries he was such a delight that Ben only had to look at his mischievous face to love him all the more for the trouble he caused.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What would he have done without the three of them? Ben closed his eyes and listened to the cacophony of noise around him and thought that of all the sounds in the world, the one sound he longed for right now was the sound of his three sons\u2019 voices. No matter how many sights there were to see in this wonderful city, the sight of his three sons\u2019 faces were the ones he longed for more than anything else. \u201cIt\u2019s time to go home Ben,\u201d he said out loud as he stood up. He looked across the vast expanse of water in front of him and nodded. It was time to go back where he belonged. He turned his back on the ocean and walked away from it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">**********<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201dAre you sure Ben? We\u2019d love to have you stay longer.\u201d Doreen looked at him with anxious eyes. \u201cYou do look a lot better than when you arrived of course, but still \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben shook his head. \u201cIt\u2019s time to go home,\u201d he said. \u201cI miss my boys.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOf course we understand,\u201d said Tom. \u201cBut you must promise to come back again Ben. It\u2019s time you took time out on a regular basis.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI know,\u201d replied Ben. \u201cI\u2019ve learnt that much in these past few weeks. I promise that I\u2019ll make this a regular habit. I\u2019ve really had a wonderful time here and I can\u2019t thank you enough. I feel rested and ready to take on my work again and that\u2019s something I haven\u2019t felt in a long time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m glad,\u201d said Doreen sincerely. \u201cWhen will you go?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019ve booked a ticket on the boat to Sacramento for Wednesday,\u201d said Ben. \u201cAll things going well I should be able to catch the stage from there and be home within the week. I\u2019ll wire the boys and let them know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThey\u2019ll be glad to have you home again,\u201d said Tom.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI hope so,\u201d said Ben. \u201cAlthough the way I was behaving before I left, I wouldn\u2019t blame them if they weren\u2019t.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNonsense,\u201d said Doreen. \u201cOf course they understood.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sighed. \u201cI\u2019ve truly had a wonderful time here, but there\u2019s one thing I know \u2026. I suppose that I\u2019ve always known. I can never be completely happy anywhere without my sons. Even in the midst of all this excitement I\u2019ve felt a hole in my heart because they\u2019ve not been here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThey\u2019re lucky boys,\u201d said Doreen, giving him a peck on the cheek. \u201cTo have you as a father,\u201d she added in response to Ben\u2019s puzzled look.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNo,\u201d he said, shaking his head. \u201cI\u2019m the lucky one.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">**********<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked up from the book he was reading and smiled as he caught his first glimpse of the Sierra mountain range as it loomed in front of him. He thought about his sons on the other side of the mountains and his heart ached for them. It was strange how he had stopped in Nevada all those years ago when he\u2019d first seen these mountains from the other side. He\u2019d meant to come straight through to California and even though he\u2019d eventually come further on to check out the country on the other side of the Sierras, one look had told him at the time that this was the land that he\u2019d been searching for. It was as if God had told him to stay put \u2026. Well, God and a young dark-haired boy named Adam who\u2019d insisted that this was their new home.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben smiled as he remembered that day so many years ago when he\u2019d stood on the top of a mountain and looked over the spreading plains in front of him. Baby Hoss had been on his hip and Adam had stood by his side, proclaiming in no uncertain terms that this was where they were meant to stay. Ben really couldn\u2019t have argued with the boy, as he had felt it in his heart as well. Nevada .. or Western Utah as it was then known \u2026 was the place that they had travelled all those miles to find and it was the place where their family was meant o put down their roots.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Coming back to it now, he had that full feeling in his heart as he always did when he\u2019d been away. He was coming home \u2026 to his family and his land \u2026 and life was sweet. Of all the places on God\u2019s earth to be \u2026 this was where they belonged. He\u2019d take breaks again \u2026 and insist that his boys find their feet in city life as time went on \u2026 but Nevada and The Ponderosa would always be where his heart was. He hoped that their hearts would always be there too.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben sat up straight and closed his boos as the stage began the steep climb up the western side of the mountain range. He was going home \u2026 to his sons and his ranch \u2026 he was going home where he belonged and he wouldn\u2019t be lonely any more.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">**********<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As the stage approached the bend in the trail that would give him his first sight of Virginia City, Ben wondered for a moment which of his boys would be there to meet him. He widened his eyes in surprise and delight to see as they rounded the bend, that the three of them were standing near the stage office. He put his hand out of the window and waved to them as the stage drew to a halt, his heart constricting as it always did when he saw them after being away for a time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHello!\u201d he said joyfully as he stepped down from the stage. \u201cI didn\u2019t expect you all to be here to meet me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss beamed at his father. \u201cWell it was me who was gonna come Pa,\u201d he said, patting his father on the back. \u201cI was combining the trip with getting supplies.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAnd I thought that he would need some help in loading them,\u201d explained Adam, stepping forward and shaking his father\u2019s hand. Ben tried not to smile at his eldest son\u2019s excuse. They all knew full well that the brawny Hoss had never needed helping with loading supplies at any time.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAnd I just couldn\u2019t wait to see ya Pa!\u201d exclaimed Joe as he jumped forward and hugged his father. \u201cSo I had ta come too!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHe just had to come to get out of work, no doubt,\u201d said Adam playfully, giving his youngest brother a light punch on the arm.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell I don\u2019t care,\u201d said Ben, drinking in the sight of them all. \u201cI\u2019m just so happy to be back with all of you again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDoes that mean you ain\u2019t crabby no more Pa?\u201d asked Joe, with a twinkle in his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben pretended to be cross, but failed dismally. \u201cNo son,\u201d he laughed. \u201cI\u2019m not crabby any more. I hope you can all forgive me for the way I was acting before I went.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNo problem Pa,\u201d said Joe. He looked at his father hopefully. \u201cDid you bring us anything?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cJoe!\u201d said Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben laughed and put his arm around his youngest son\u2019s shoulder. There was still so much of the boy in Joseph. \u201cYes I brought everyone presents,\u201d he said. \u201cHow about we get on home and open them?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoss and Adam grabbed his bags and they headed off towards the buckboard and the horses. \u201cSo \u2026\u201d Ben said. \u201cHow is everything on the ranch?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cFine,\u201d said Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThe timber contracts go alright?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSure did,\u201d said Hoss. \u201cOlder brother here did real well with em Pa.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben gave Adam a proud smile. \u201cI have no doubt about that,\u201d he said.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cEverything\u2019s fine Pa,\u201d said Adam. \u201cEven this one \u2026\u201d he indicated Joe, \u201c \u2026behaved himself this time.\u201d Joe put on an indignant look and then broke into a giggle when Adam winked at him.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ben looked at them all. \u201cI\u2019m proud of all of you,\u201d he said, looking at the three young men standing before him. 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