"Ballots & Bullets" (TSR Module BH3) Concluded!

[Silver Moon]

Chapter Fifty-one, “More Grandfatherly Advice”, Monday, May 29th, 1882, 6:45 P.M.

As Isby's Monday meeting breaks up Jake follows Pierre out. "Just the man I was looking to see. Can I follow you back and get my gun? I find that I miss her since leaving her with you for that long overdue work." Jake makes small talk until they are alone at his shop. "I am looking forward to trying her out tomorrow." He adds with a wink, "I will be impressed right?"

"Oh, and did you happen to prepare some of your own special rounds for it? A man cannot be too prepared." Jake pays him for his work and wishes him good night. Jake contemplates heading over to the Lucky Lady to check on Harry, but decides against it. Instead he just heads back home taking his rest from a turbulent several days.

Job shows his cousin Al up to a room. She dumps her pack on the floor and collapses across the bed without even taking off her hat. She's exhausted. But for some reason, unable to just roll over and sleep. She sits up, takes off her hat and boots, and removes the armor from her sore chest. Then she lies on the bed, thinking for a while. Job sure has gone up in the world. Eventually, she closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep.

Over at the El Parador Kate enters the special room and says, "Grandpere? Are you here?" Mr. Gonzales comes out of the library. He says, "Ah hello my little sandpiper! Yes, I am indeed home and I have no plans to go anywhere again else any time soon." "Good," Kate said and hugged him. "We have not seen nearly enough of each other lately. I understand Mrs. Aracadiam was here, so you'll know how the meeting went?"

He says "I heard. I'm still not going to get too optimistic. If anything this result will probably help rather than hurt the Vigilance Committee's chances to make this a human-only vote." "I don't like the delay myself. I'm afraid it's more likely they will be able to change the Merchant's Association's vote than the other way around. Mrs. Arcadiam's ideas have merit, but with only two days I'm afraid there won't be enough time.

I had another run in with some of the Vigilance Committee today," Kate said, explaining what had happened with the school. "We have a lot of advantages over a school set up in the town hall with no permanent teacher. Hopefully the parents will see that." Manuel says, "You worry too much little sandpiper. Morgana's idea has merit, especially in regards to Cook's General Store and Condon's Bank. You can't change the entire world, only our own little corner of it. But don't give up, have faith. Now, tell me how your family's visit is going. I am sorry that I haven't had time to spend with them yet."

"The way to change the world is one little corner at a time," Kate said simply. Mr. Gonzales sat down in a chair and Kate took her usual spot on the floor. "I wish I had more time to spend with them, but it's good that they can experience the town on their own. Phillip is bouncing from one thing to the next, and he seemed susceptible to the charms of your granddaughter," she laughed.

"Henry's been getting to know Conrad. Papa has found a group of veterans to spend time with. He and Maman went to a prayer meeting Judge Lacey's tonight. He looked so proud at the meeting. Mrs. Arcadiam suggested a religious argument, so I pulled up what I could remembered and argued that equality follows the gods' example. His face...." Kate closed her eyes for a moment. "He asked me if I wanted to go to the prayer meeting tonight, but my feelings about that haven't really changed."

He replies, “"I understand but please be gentle with both of them on that subject. You've come a long way to seeing eye-to-eye with them and those bridges need to continue to be repaired between now and December.” She replies, "I'm not sure I understand what you mean. You're referring to the baby, of course, but they will love him no matter what." He says, “I'm referring to your relationship with the gods, something near and dear to them. You have your own relationship with Diana, but it is not one that I think they will ever really understand. Kate still looked confused. "I won't make a hypocrite of myself and attend services when I don't feel it's the right thing. Before or after December. I know my parents wish it was different, but it's not."

He replies, "That was exactly my point. They seek to have you believe as they do. Let me tell you my opinion on religion in this country. When Congress recorded their census of the United States in 1880 they discovered that there were just over fifty million people. From that I believe that there are fifty million different views on religion. Each person has their own; the key is to find the form of worship that best works for you. Some people see that as organized religion, others do not. In the case of your parents, you are vastly far apart. This baby will help to bridge some of that gap, as you and they will both see it for the true gift of the gods that it is."

She says, "I hope so. I truly do. But I think it's more than just them wanting me to believe the way they do. When I was a little girl, I loved going to services. We would go inside and I would feel overwhelmed by light and love. I asked question after question, and I prayed gladly. Then those priests tried to take us away from Maman while Papa was serving the Union.

They tried to steal everything I had left because without Papa there they decided any French woman must practice magic. And even if she didn't, she would fill our minds with heresy. I was terrified to go to services after that. And I wasn't going to let them fool me again. I think, to Maman and Papa, if I were to return to services they would feel I had finally healed that wound. They see a hurt they can't heal, and like any parent it hurts them too."

Manuel Gonzales places his hand around her shoulder and says, "Listen to me sandpiper, your distain for those priests is justified but it is not their religion that you should fight but their prejudices. The school that you have just started stands in the face of prejudices and it says that all people are equal. You made the same statement months ago when you chose a high elf, a wood elf and a dwarf to partner with you on your first venture. And I know for a fact that your parents are proud of you for taking those stands, probably prouder than they have ever been in their lives.

When we visited Boston last month they could have tried to make you stay, and quite frankly, they had every reason to after what Colby Tucker had told them about the problem with the Earps. For your own safety they could have insisted that you and Ginnie remain in Boston, but they did not. They do respect you Katherine and in time they will come to respect your own independence when it comes to worship." Kate nodded and wiped her eyes.

He changes the subject asking, “Now about your school, which day of the week were you planning to make Ranch Day?" She says, "Ranch Day? I had hoped to have Professor Pickering give them some basic astronomy lessons, and perhaps to view the eclipse, but otherwise I had not planned to take them to the ranch."

He states, "Well the eclipse will be on Thursday and I believe they will be leaving shortly thereafter. As for 'Ranch Day', that was Sonoma's idea. She suggested that maybe one day every-other-week you would bring the students out to the ranch to learn other skills such as planting, riding and caring for livestock. Even if they don't go into those professions they will be interacting with those who do, so the more they know the better they will be able to communicate with others."

Kate states, "She didn't mention that on Sunday when we were there, but there was a great deal of ranch business to discuss. It's a good idea, but I'll have to discuss it with the parents and the other teachers and see what they think. I would likely make it every other Friday if they agree."

After a minute she said, "I should go. I should have been at the Lucky Lady a while ago. I actually came up to ask if there was some way to protect the house. After the mob I'm a little worried. Something that could warn me, perhaps, if someone tried to get in the house in the night?"

"I won't. I plan on telling them tonight that I'm not going to be able to officially work anything but Friday and Saturday anymore. I'll stop in the other nights but I just have too much going on to do it all. They're going to have to hire on more people anyway."

Kate pushed herself up from the floor and kissed her teacher's cheek. "Good night. I'll stop by again tomorrow."

She left her teacher's rooms and made her way over to the Lucky Lady. Job was standing next to a table where young Burt Hoover sat with Miss Florencia and Chester. "I'm sorry I'm late," she said quietly when she approached them. Chester replies, "Late? Don't worry about it. I'm just happy you're here. I heard that women have the right to vote. Congratulations."

She says, "Thank you, but it's only half the battle. I talked as fast as I could to get all races the vote. The Merchant's Association passed it. We try again Wednesday. Minerva states, "I am sorry to have missed the meeting, but I was busy outfitting my new ward."

"You can be certain that I will speak my mind on Wednesday and every day until then. It will take more than just prayers and talk to get the Vigilance Committee to change their mind. We will have to show them just how poor their 'all human' lives will be if other races are not able to contribute. I have instructed the members of the church NOT to do business with ANY who do not vote for the equality of all races.

Tomorrow when Senor Chumbley publishes the names of those who voted against race inclusion, they will see a sharp drop in their business she says with a sly grin. "If this is to work everyone must participate. Please, spread the word to everyone that you meet." Chester says, "That halfling's one sharp cookie. There'll be some backlash, but you can't help that. If you go to the meeting, your words will carry a lot of weight." Kate says, "Mrs. Arcadiam had the same idea. If you can't convince someone through their conscience, try their wallet."

“How are things here?" Chester replies, "Not much going on. The town was quiet during the meeting. Seems like Harry is starting to cheer up. Getting back on stage is helping. How does the vote for non-humans voting look?" Kate replies, "It just barely got past the Merchant's. Surprisingly, it got one vote on the Vigilance Committee. I don't know, Chester."

He says, "If one of the Vigilance Committee folks voted for it, then there's still hope yet. Figure out why the people who voted 'no' voted that way. Then you can gear your argument to those reasons. It'll be best to target the leaders. You change their minds and the followers will fall in behind them."

Ginnie appears rag in hand looking for empty glasses and spare change left on the tables. "Ma'am Kate, have you told Burt about my idea or talked to the Barkers? I think that would solve all of the problems that he has right now. What would you think of spending some time with one of the deputy's Burt? Providing they like the idea that is.”

Kate says, "I just got here Ginnie, I haven't had the chance to do much of anything." Kate took a step closer to Job as Ginnie talked to Burt and said quietly. Minerva says, "Buenas Nochas, Ginny! I was wondering if you had time to come to dinner one night this week. Nanuet's cousin is staying with me for a time and I thought that perhaps the two of you could spend some time together. I think that you will find him interesting."

Chester spots Ginnie. "Evening, Ginnie. How've you been?" She replies, "I've been doing ok I'm investigating the acidic properties in some of the flora that surrounds the ranch in hopes that I can intensify it to use it to eat small holes in some of the softer rocks so that mining caps could be placed in select areas without harming the metal veins. I also have been working on some other components that may come in handy if we ever come up with a situation where a stealth approach to cause paralysis rather than killing someone who is trying to kill us might be useful."

Ginnie then looks him right in the eye "I've also been working on trying to turn some lead into gold and if not that then at least turn it into cookies." She says it with a straight face and then turns to Burt and giggles. Chester gives Ginnie a confused look. He says, "Uh. That's great, Ginnie. I'm sure that, uh, mining for soft lead will make Flint happy." Kate laughed and said, "You did ask.

"Oh, My!" the Priestess says with a straight face, but unable to hide the twinkle in her eye. "When you figure out how to do that, I would love the recipe! Everyone knows that a good cookie is worth twice it's weight in gold." Now about dinner. Will you be free anytime this week? "

Ginnie gives her a smile. "I should be why do you ask? Hey I think I figured out how to let Burt stay in town in a way his mother would approve but I need some help. What do you think of having him put up with the Barkers? She's a deputy and they have the room. It would be better than the bar and I think Mr. Barker would like the company, he's been kind of lonely with his wife working all the time.”

She replies, “I would like you to come to dinner. Nanuet's cousin is staying with me and I think that the two of you will have a lot in common. He is a very bright boy!" She thinks for a moment. "The Barker's? That is an excellent idea Ginny. I had not thought of them, but I am sure that Sr. Burt's Madre would approve, the question is, and will the Barker's be willing to take on a ward for the summer? Sr. Barker seems very paternal and I'm sure he would welcome such a fine lad for company.. And he is an excellent cookie maker." she chuckles.

"Burt, what do you think?" would you like me to speak to the Barker's on your behalf? Now, I do not know how they will respond so do not get your hopes too high. If we are going to convince them it will have to be this evening, since you are leaving tomorrow. "

Ginnie replies, “Mr. Barker isn't paternal, he's maternal, but that seems to work for them. I know that Burt doesn't want to go where he's not wanted but if he leaves tomorrow he's going somewhere he's not wanted anyway. And Mr. Barker does make the best cookies in town... except maybe for Dorita and she catches me snitching them all the time it would be nice to have an in with another supplier.
I guess I'd like to meet the boy but isn't he in trouble with the law? I don't want to get myself in trouble by hanging around with a problem waiting to happen I do that naturally myself way too often.”

Minerva's eyes alight in unpleasant surprise at Ginny's words. "I am surprised to hear you say such a thing. A trouble maker? No, Nakomo, is not a trouble maker, On the contrary, HE is a hero, Ginny! You should not be so quick to believe everything that you hear," she chides. "Especially in a town that is biased against elves. You should read the paper. Senor Chumbley has given a more accurate account of the incident's that led up to Nakomo's arrest and his release. Nakomo is very much like his cousin Nanuet. He has the true Yavapi values running though his veins."

Ginnie replies, “It's always useful to see what the reaction of the person who has actually had contact with an individual is when general consensus is otherwise pointed. If I was really worried about trouble makers would I spend as much time as I do doing what I do on my own? I like the idea of meeting new people you never know what they might know about that you don't. That's part of the reason I have my lunch deliveries. I get to see just about every person in this town at some point during the day. It keeps things umm...interesting talking to all of them.”

Minerva replies, “"You are a very wiley chika, Ginny. So are you free tomorrow then? I am going to find Sr. Barker now. Since it was your idea, would you like to come along? Perhaps it would be good if Burt came along also so that I can make introductions."

 

[Silver Moon]

Chapter Fifty-two, “Nanuet’s Plans”, Monday, May 29th, 1882, 8:00 P.M.

Nanuet spent the rest of the evening with the half-elf. He explains to him that he plans on traveling to the reservation to speak with the tribe elders on Nakomo's behalf and explaining the situation. "It would be best if you were to stay here, besides you have your punishment to take care of. I am not sure how long I will be gone."

Back over at the Lucky Lady, Kate tells Job, "I wanted to let you know I'm going to have to cut my work here back to just Fridays and Saturdays. I'll stop in weeknights to see if you need a bit of help, but with teaching it's just too much." Job replies, "That is to be expected Katherine, I'm not surprised. I will have to get together with Jake and Ruby to see what they want to do going forward, but we will be needing some more staff. Oh, and have you heard? My cousin Alison is back. I'm not sure what her plans are yet but if she's going to be staying around I may ask her to work here too. I don't know how she'd be as a waitress but I know she'd make one hell of a bouncer."

"I hadn't heard that. I haven't seen her since.... well, since the stage ride when I moved her from Tombstone. It might be nice for her to have a place to call home for a while. I get the impression it's not her habit to stay in one place long. Nice to have family around, isn't it?" Kate looked around the saloon and said, "You really will need more staff here."

Job says, “I know, but those issues can be addressed later. Right now I have a Saloon to manage.” And speaking of family where are yours? I would have thought you would have brought them with you. Although I do see that your new friends have arrived." Kate turns to see that Nate, Mollie Caudell have arrived in the company of Henry Pleasants, Michael Seawell and Julia Barbeau.

"Mr. Lacey invited my parents to a prayer meeting tonight, and Conrad invited my brothers to sit at his table at the Long Branch. I'd rather they hadn't gone; Kate Higgens made her opinion of other races quite clear today at the meeting. But they had already given their word and they are going for Conrad, not the Long Branch. Mrs. Caudell is teaching with myself and Mrs. O'Hara."

Kate says, “Excuse me a moment, I'll be right back." She walked quickly over to the table where General Pleasants and the Caudells sat. "Good evening, everyone," she said. "Can I get you anything?" Henry says, "Yes, three tankards of beer. We're celebrating Mollie getting a new job!" Nate says, "We had assumed I would find employment first, not that I'm complaining."

"I'm not complaining either," she smiled. "What started out as a dilema ended very well for me. But of course you had a chance for employment yourself today as well. One I very much appreciate you turning down." Henry Pleasants laughs and says "Hades, those bigots would have fired him within a week. He had a tough enough time teaching back in North Carolina."

Nate says, "Only with recent history, the Civil War in particular. I tried to present it from an objective and even-handed outlook. That didn't always sit well with the parents, many of who served under me. They had, well, exaggerated some of our company's exploits." Pleasants says, "And then Nate made matters worse by bringing in me, a Union Army officer, to talk to his classes about the war." Nate says, "Yes indeed, and I doubt I would have gotten away with that except you talked at length about the Battle of the Crater. Since that was a confederate victory the folks in the county allowed it."

She replies, "Hopefully you gentlemen will be willing to talk to our students when the time comes.
I admit, the looks on their faces when you started teaching would have been priceless, Mr. Caudell. Let me get you those drinks." Kate was gone a few moments, returning shortly with the ordered beers. "I'm not actually working tonight, but I'll be here a while if you need anything." Henry Pleasants says, "Well then, if you're not working why don't you sit down and join us? I'm curious what type of work you think I might be able to find in this town for my friend Nate."

Kate says, "That's very kind of you, thank you. I told the others that I would be right back, let me just go speak with them for a moment. Have you met Deputy Martin and Miss Florencia yet?" Henry Pleasants says, "Well, I did see the Deputy two nights ago when he was getting shot at, but I find these circumstances much better." She says, "So do I. I'll be right back."

Kate went back over to the table where they were discussing what Burt was doing, arriving just in time to hear Miss Florencia asking if he would like to stay with the Barkers. "It would be a good place to stay," she said. "Mr. Barker is very kind."

Addressing the Priestess Kate says, "When you return, come over and meet General Pleasants and the Caudells. Good luck, Mr. Hoover," Kate said with a smile for Burt. "I hope you'll be able to stay."
She squeezed Ginnie's shoulder then headed back to the other table. Ginnie says, “I like Mr. Barker we've had some great conversations on embroidery stiches and quilting techniques and he always has some cookies around. I think this would be a great thing for both of them.”

"My apologies," Kate said and took a seat. "How do you do, Miss Barbeau. I don't believe we've met before." She replies, "Well I dance across the street over at the Gay Lady nearly every night, so I never have any time to come here. Clarisse is my cousin so it is nice to finally get a chance to hear her sing."

Kate replies, "She's been a wonderful addition here, and she continues to improve with the experience. Her confidence had grown as well. Now Mr. Caudell, what kind of employment do you think might suit you?" He says, "I don't know yet. I enjoyed teaching but have already done that and wish to find something new. I wouldn't want to be a soldier again, but back when I was a First Sergeant I found that I did have some leadership skills."

Mollie interjects, "More than just some dear. You kept most of our company alive for the entire war, and we saw some heavy fighting. And despite all of your responsibilities and the insanity of the war going on around us you still found the time to teach me how to read."

Kate says, "Somehow I don't see you being happy working in a mine. Plenty of ranches in the area are always in need of help. My partner Sonoma and I will be needing to hire hands soon, I think. The lumber mill will be going non-stop after the fire in Tombstone, they'll probably need hands for cutting and hauling. It sounds to me like you should be running a business of your own. Since you don't want to be a soldier again I'd guess you wouldn't want to be a Marshall either."

Kate stopped for a moment and her eye fell of Job Kane who was not at his usual place at his table, taking on the role of manager instead. "You know," she said speculatively. "This saloon is now without a manager. The owners don't have much interest in managing, they just wanted a place to work that they could call their own. And I believe they plan to expand into a hotel. Think you might fancy managing a saloon and hotel?"

Nate says, "I'm not sure, I'd have to give that some thought." Pleasants says, "There's no rush for him, to decide on something is there Michael?" Mr. Seawell replies, "No, not at all. I've got enough short-term jobs for a man with a brain to keep Mr. Caudell busy for at least a week or two. I'm way behind in my paperwork, been too focused on trying to find the ore. That was always my problem back in the service too, could never get the paperwork done fast enough to please the Bureaucrats. That's probably what kept from from ever making General like you Henry."

Pleasants replies, "When I left the service I was still a Lieutenant Colonel, you earned your Colonel's bars." Nate exclaims, "Enough with that old argument, you earned that commission Henry whether you are willing to admit it or not." Kate suddenly felt very much like a stranger among these people who had known each other for many years.

She says, "I generally find people who don't believe they deserve something are the ones who do."
She turned to Mr. Caudell and said, "I'm sure you'll find something to suit you, there are opportunities here to try many different things." She fell quiet after that, tired from the day and uncertain of her place in this group. Her hands sat folded neatly in her lap as she quietly listened to the conversation going on around her.

Mollie asks Julia about what she does at the Gay Lady. She replies, "I'm a singer and dancer, I am originally from New Orleans as are my sidekick Fifi LaForge. We're back-up singers and dancers for the famous Madge Duprey. She left town abruptly a few days ago and we haven't heard from her since. So Fifi and I headed the shows since Friday, but tonight the famous actress Josephine Marcus is entertaining the crowds so that Fifi and I could get a night off." "And get to finally see her Gentleman friend," Michael Seawell interjects.

Kate smiled at the oddly matched couple. "You must be enjoying a chance to be the headliner for a while. Or perhaps not, if it keeps you busier than you like. I didn't realize Miss Marcus was still in town." Julia replies, "Yes, she's staying with me in my room as a roommate. She says she will be in town for a few weeks." Kate says, "I know she intends to help with the play here. I wish I could, but I think I'll have to be satisfied with the role of theatre-goer. I hope I'll be able to help here and there."

Seawell and Pleasants then get into a long discussion about his new job as Operations Manager of the Morand-Seawell mines. Colonel Seawell says, "Should be an intesting couple of days around here what with Adair's trial tomorrow and then the whole race issue on Wednesday morning." He turns to Kate and says, "I trust that my speech at the meeting this afternoon met with your approval?"

"Very much so," she said, smiling. "So many people who can't be persuaded by arguments about what is right, can be persuaded by arguments that hit them in the wallet. I especially enjoyed the thunderous silence after you finished. You could almost hear the gears turning in their minds.

I'm afraid my sense of indignation gets in the way of me making such a well-reasoned argument. I always find it diffucult to understand why people can't see how harmful it is to deny others rights. The United States began partially because they were being ruled but not represented. Why should anyone respect law they had no voice in?"

Seawell replies, "I had talked over what I would say with the Morands before that. The tricky part was speaking for them while still mentioning that I couldn't speak for them. That still gets the point across that they are an economic force that believes in equality without them having to go so far out on the limb that they upset the Kings. Their main concern, and mine as well, is that we don't win the battle but lose the war. If this one issue drives a wedge between the Cattleman's Association members and splits the party into two separate tickets. If that occurs we could end up splitting the 'Law and Order' vote and having those cattle rustlers wind up running this place."

"I have that worry myself. Unfortunetly, Adair and his ilk have enough support behind them that if the rest of the town splits they can slip in. If we make the fight over who votes too contentious, we may never be able to heal that breech. But I will still fight for that vote. Fortunetly for me, I don't have the kind of influence that can cause that breech, and I'll make the best of what comes from next meeting. Whose names are we hearing for candidates so far? Will there be some moderate people that both sides can get behind?"

He replies, "Actually, you might know better than I do. The Cattlemen's group is keeping a pretty tight lip so far on what their ideas are, but obviously the current Vigilance Committee will be part of it. Today's meeting allowing women might put a wrinkle in things, although I sincerely hope that Mrs. King doesn't decide to run for something. As for the other side, rumors are saying either Adair or Fisk for Mayor, Ike Sherman, Tector Driscoll and Nick Thayer for Town Council positions and Colin Hunter as Marshall. It would be a damn shame to see any of those guys in positions of power."

She says, "I haven't joined the Cattleman's Association yet, so I can't tell you much there. But I was told they want to try to work with the Vigilance Committee to try and moderate them. That's the reason I took a day or two to think it over. I understand the Vigilance Committee supported giving women the vote because they believed women would vote for their slate of candidates. I doubt Mrs. King would run for anything, she seems quite fond of pulling strings from the background. Without so many eyes on her she can get more done.

After today, I get the feeling Driscoll moved his tannery because of his very distasteful new neighbor," Kate said with relief. "The place smelled anyway, so I was glad to see him move. That list of candidates is a nightmare. Ike Sherman was a personal friend of Johnny Ringo, and there is something just not right about Hunter. I was told her once followed a friend and I out of town."
The conversation continues for a short while longer. Clarisse does a fine job singing this evening. Several dozen townspeople come by to offer their condolences for the loss of Hoover.

Minerva interrupts Harry and lets him know that she will be taking Burt out for some fresh air. She, Ginnie and Burt leave the Lucky Lady and as they are descending the stairs are joined by Luna, who lands softly on Minerva's shoulder. The make their way to the Barker residence. They hear the sound of Stanley playing the piano when they knock on the door. Helen answers the door and says with some concern in her voice, "Is there trouble?" Ginnie says, “No Ma'am but we do have an issue we would like to discuss with you and your husband if this is a good time, it does have a fairly limited window of opportunity regarding Master Hoover.”

They are invited in. Stanley offers cookies to both of the the children. Priestess Minerva outlines the thought of having young Mr. Hoover spend stay with them. Helen and Stanley exchange glances with one another and a long period of silence follows. Helen says, "That is an interesting idea but I think my husband and I need to talk about it in private." Minerva says, "Well, he is spending tonight at the Comstock House but would need to know tomorrow before the stagecoach leaves for El Paso leaves, as his current guardian will be leaving then."

Helen replies, "That stagecoach doesn't leave until mid-afternoon. Why don't we meet at the Lucky Lady for lunch and we will let you know of our decision then." "Gracias Deputy Barker, Senor Barker." Minerva nods sincerely. "We shall see you at lunch. Buenas Nochas." Minerva returns Burt and Ginnie to the Lucky Lady and then retires for the evening, going home to spend time with Nanuet and Nakomo.

She tells Nanuet of Burt's desire to stay in Promise City for the summer and her conversation with the Barker's. "I would take him in myself, he's such a sweet boy I'm sure that he wouldn't be any trouble, but I just don't feel that I would have the time to care for him properly. Nakomo is a bit older and more able to look out for himself." She turns to Nakomo. "Tomorrow we shall take you to the desert and determine just how well you are able to look out for yourself. Do you have any experience with a bow or a gun? What were your responsibilities when you were living with the tribe?"

He indicates that he has only been with the tribe a short time, prior to that he had been with his human father. The elders didn't know what to do with him so they assigned him to some of the younger warriors of the tribe. Obviously that didn't work out very well.

Nanuet says that he will go and talk to the tribal elders on Nakomo's behalf. He says that his saddlebags are now all packed and horse is now ready. He and Maska will now take their leave of Minerva and Nakomo and go into the mountains to visit to Kajika this evening. They will then ride north to the San Carlos Reservation.

Minerva wraps her arms tightly around Nanuet. "Must you go tonight?" she says nuzzling his neck. He removes her arms from around his neck and holds her hands in his. His eyes are sad. "Yes, My Spanish Flower, Although it grieves me to be away from your side for even a day, it would not be wise to put off this task.The tribe must be made aware of what has happened. There may be repercussions because of what the others have done. Even if Nakomo is to stay here, I must tell them of the fate of Pakesso and Nesenkeag." He kisses her longingly and walks to the door. "Take good care of her", he say's to Nakomo and without a backward glance disappears into the night.

Minerva turns to Nakomo and say's more to reasure herself. "He will be back soon. The gods will keep him safe. " She restlessly moves about the room tidying up even though nothing is out of place. "I shall still take you to the desert tomorrow. Perhaps I can ask Senor Jake to come along and show you how to handle a gun."

Back at the Lucky Lady, George Kilgore drops by around 9:30 PM to collect the boy and head back to the Comstock House. Ginnie starts bussing tables pocketing tips as she goes. She is listening carefully to the conversations that are going around but looking as if she isn't. She is listening for anything specifically about who is supporting which candidates and attitudes on the schools and the non human vote but at the same time being just an invisible serving girl to the people who are talking.

Kate stayed as long as Ginnie was still bussing tables. Although she didn't work Monday nights she took a turn at the piano and talked with those who came in to offer their sympathies for Mr. Hoover.
Around 9:45 she said good-bye to everyone in the Lucky Lady and found Ginnie. "School tomorrow. We should get home," she said.

Ginnie replies, “I'm going to stay a little longer I have some things I want to find out and the talk tends to get truer to the feelings the more drinks people have. I promise I'll be home by 11:00. I have some star watching I need to do to analyze some of the older charts that I have been looking at in conjunction with some of the monolithic circles that are prevalent in northern Europe.”

Kate stared at Ginnie for a minute, once again lost in the rapid movements of the girl's mind. And Monolithic circles, whatever those were. "Before 11:00," Kate said. "And don't expect to do this too often. I'll make sure someone knows to walk you home." She gave Ginnie a quick hug, then stopped and asked Job to make sure someone saw Ginnie home before heading out herself.

"Thanks Ma'am Kate it isn't every day that an election comes up and I want to know where people stand. I won't be late I promise." Ginnie goes back to scooping up dirty glasses, tips and information quietly floating form table to table around the room.

Kate walked home on her own, glad for a the few minutes without company. When she reached her home she took the time to walk all the way around it making sure everything was secure outside. Inside she made sure all the doors and windows were locked. Ginnie had a key, so she would be able to let herself in later.

Since she had been preparing to start teaching for several weeks, Kate didn't have any work to do tonight. As usual she got into her nightgown and pulled her dressing gown over that. She sat downstairs with a book for about an hour, then went upstairs and climbed gratefully into bed.

Chester sits at the table, watching Clarisse fondly. The conversation flows around him, but he pays it little mind. When she finishes, he says, "Excuse me. Clarisse is singing at the Comique. I'll see you all later. Good night." Chester escorts her to the Comique to sing there.

 

[Silver Moon]

Chapter Fifty-three, “New Students”, Tuesday, May 30th, 1882, 8:00 A.M.

Kate was up with the sun the next morning to get ready for her school day. At 7:30 AM Meghan O'Hara arrives with her seven children. Shortly thereafter Mollie Caudell and her son Melvin arrives. The other students soon come in, including all of the other non-human children from the day before. There are several new human children arriving with their parents. Not surprisingly, these include the three children of butcher Rudy Baines and the two sons of Kris Wagner, as both of them had been in favor of all races voting.

Carrie Nevers, wife of Wells Fargo stagecoach driver Chuck Nevers soon arrives with their four-year-old daughter Gina and two-year-old son Torry. She asks what the minimum age is for children to attend the school. Kate smiled down at Gina and Torry before lifting her eyes to speak to their mother. "Most schools start at about age five. If Gina wants to start school and is able to focus for long periods of time, I'll be glad to start her early.

Children much younger than five usually aren't ready to sit quietly for the length of a school day. Their inclination is to play and explore, which is how they learn. The school-room doesn't hold much interest for them yet. Why don't you tell me your needs, and we'll see how we can accommodate them."

Carrie says, "I need for Gina to be educated. Torry is such a handful to keep track of that I feel that I've been neglecting her. If she could be at your school I'd sure appreciate it. She'll be good, honest."

"Let's try this for now. This week we'll keep her here half-days, from eight until noon. By the end of the week we should be able to tell if she's ready for the lessons and the quiet in the school-room. If she seems alright, we'll try full days next week. If not, I'll be glad to help you try to find some arrangement in town that will work for you." She thanks her.

Another woman arrives with three children, ages 6, 9 and 14. She looks to be around forty years old and the lines on her face indicate that she's led a long hard life. She introduces herself as Flora Covington and says that they live on a farm nine miles away. They had come to town last night for the meeting and plan to join the incorporated town. Her husband and oldest son headed back to the farm to take care of the animals and will return for the next meeting on Wednesday morning.

In the meanwhile she and the children are staying in town at the hotel. She asks if the children can attend classes for the next two days. She doesn't know how often they would be able to attend after that but would probably be able to get to town at least once or twice a week. "That's a long way to come," Kate said sympathetically. "Of course they can attend. There will be some specific challenges since they'll only be here once or twice a week. I'll send home the lessons for the days they won't be here, and we can go over it the days they are. Hopefully we'll be able to work out some kind of set schedule for them."

Ginnie looks directly at Kate "Excuse me ma'am I believe that many of the children here are going to be capable of working at different paces. If we set up small folders here on the shelve for each student and set aside a section of the day for individual work each student could work at their own pace. For students that are not capable of being here every day they would have that time to make up unfinished group lessons without falling so far behind."

Ginnie also thought that that system would allow her to cover her individual studies without drawing as much attention to the work she was doing. "It would also allow each of the teacher time to focus on each student individually giving them time to support students that were having difficulty or extend lessons as needed.” Kate replies, “That's an excellent idea, Ginnie. It will also allow some students to study subjects that interest them but aren't major subjects during the school day.” She turns back to the woman and says, “I'm sure we can accommodate your children, Mrs. Covington. Every challenge is an opportunity."

For Minerva, the next day begins as every other day. Luna flies through the window and lands on the bedpost in greeting. Minerva rises and turns to her statues of Jupiter and Minerva, lighting the candles and giving thanks for the day. She quickly dresses and goes out to the kitchen to prepare a meal for her new charge, but is pleasantly surprised to see that he has beat her too it.

Nakomo, beaming with pride, turns from the stove and places two plates of eggs, cheese and meat, toasted bread and jam on the table. He fills her cup with steaming coffee and sits opposite her waiting for her response. She smiles broadly "You can cook! My, this is a pleasant surprise! I consider myself lucky if I do not burn the toast, and usually rely on the generosity of my congregation or the chef at one of the local establishments to feed me!" or Nanuet, she thinks as she suddenly remembers that he is away.

She silently sends up a prayer, instructing the gods to keep him safe and brushes away her worry.
"So, what shall we do today? I would like to show you the rest of the town and perhaps see about enrolling you in Senora Kale's school. I need to practice with my whip and rapier for a bit, but I can do that in the yard. Perhaps you can work in the garden while I am doing that.

Nakomo responds enthusiastically. "I will do whatever you ask Priestess. I am very grateful that you have taken me in. I will chop wood and paint and clean." Minerva laughs, thinking of a time when Nanuet referred to her as priestess. "Por favor, Do not call me priestess. You must call me Minerva."
"Oh, but I could not call you that, it would be disrespectful." he protests. "Nonsense, we are friends. I would be offended if you did not call me by my name. If you are not comfortable with Minerva you may call me Senorita Minerva."

"O.K... Senortia, Minerva" he says shyly testing out the name. Minerva finishes her meal and sits back in her chair with a satisfied sigh. Nakomo immediately jumps up and quickly begins to clear the table. He appears quite skittish, causing her to wonder just how harshly Pakesso and Naumkeag dealt with him. now he wonders if I will do him harm, also. The thought of what they must have done to him angers her but she places an easy smile on her face. "I can see that you are going to be a great help to me, Nakomo but it is not necessary for you to rush about like a rabbit. You must learn to relax. "

"I am going out to the yard to exercise my weapons now. You take your time cleaning up in here and later we shall seek out Sr. Jake and ask him to come to the desert with us. Oh, and we are to meet the Barker's for lunch." She turns to walk out the back door and as she turns the knob to do so she says. "Gracias, Nakomo. Breakfast was delicious." He replies, "You're welcome Pries...I mean Senorita Minerva. I am glad that you enjoyed it. We should probably also stop by and see the Town Marshall to see about my community service assignments."

Sweaty from her morning practice, Minerva enters the kitchen to find it sparkling clean. She finds Nakomo in the parlor busy polishing the furniture. "By the gods, Nakomo, have you not rested at all? The place is absolutely shining!" He smiles shyly but says nothing. "We have a lunch appointment with the Barker's. I shall go change and then we will go." She changes into more appropriate clothing grabs her parasol and then she and Nakomo make their way to the Lucky Lady.

The Tuesday morning classes at the Hoover Memorial School go well, smoother than the day. It is clear that is will still take some time to decide which students belong with which peer grouping, as their ability scores don't necessarily coincide with their ages. This is due to a variety of factors. Some students just have never been exposed to an education before, while others such as the Ginnie, the O'Hara Children and Juan Tolucca's children have maturity levels beyond their years. The school breaks for their lunch recess at 11:30 A.M.

As the children ran outside, glad to be free to work off some of their energy, Kate stepped into the kitchen and came back out with some bread, cheese, and fruit. "I'm not much of a cook," she explained as she laid it out on the teacher's desk to share with Meghan and Mollie.

"Hannah Milford mentioned she provides lunches and suggested she could do so for us. I don't want to take her up on that just now considering her husband's vote yesterday, but we might want to in a few weeks. Colonel Seawell was right last night, we can't let the tussle over which votes split the town down the middle. And as people are exposed to what we're doing here, we might open some minds just a bit."

Mollie says to Kate, "Well, that Clay Milford sure voted right on the Gender question so I'm inclined to give them the benefit of the doubt." Meghan says, "Politics aside, I've heard some very good things about her cooking. There have been times that food has been scare for my family and I've personally gone days without food so that my children could eat what little we had instead. I'm never opposed to eating well, especially if the school's sponsors are paying."

Kate says, "I'm not sure how much the sponsors will be willing to cover, but considering they had none of the start-up costs it’s not ridiculous to think they might offer a little more. And if they don't want to pay for lunch I will. Perhaps we should rotate weeks with different restaurants. The more businesses that have a relationship with the school, the more support we'll have.

Which reminds me, my partner Sonoma suggested that we bring some of the students out the our ranch once every other week or so. It would give them some hands on education in agriculture. Some other businesses might like to do something similar. An apprenticeship program sometime in the future might not be a bad thought either."

Meghan says, "I would say that is a wonderful idea. It would give the students something to look forward to. The only problem would be logistical, finding enough vehicles to transport all of the students. My brood alone would fill up an entire wagon." Mollie says, "I like the idea too. I grew up in an agricultural area and remember how town-folk and city-folk looked down upon us. It would probably be an opportunity for the farm-raised children to show off an area where their knowledge and experience exceeds that of their classmates."

"Well, with the three of us we wouldn't have to take them all at one time. We could take some students in the morning and another group in the afternoon, or even take one group one week, and the other the next. Two of us could go with them and one stay here. I'll talk to some of the other businesses in town and see if they'd like to do something similar. Both of you have been around the teaching trade before, how much do you think would be a fair salary for each of us?"

Mollie says, "Nate was getting $ 40 a month when he finished up last month." Meghan says, "I'm familiar with lower salaries for teachers, in the range of $ 20 to $ 25 a month, but in those cases housing was also provided to the teacher free of charge."

Kate's eyes got wide. "I had no idea. I had only planned to charge twenty cents a week for tuition, so I figured I wouldn't get more than $15 a month. I don't want to bankrupt our benefactors.... I myself would be happy with about $25. Let's set up a meeting with Neil Cassidy and Roger Fly after school tomorrow. We can tell them the usual ranges and let them make an offer."

Mollie says, "Well, Nate's salary was also after nearly two decades of service. Given that none of us three have much in the line of teaching credentials and experience I would find $ 25 a month sufficient." Meghan says, "You're forgetting that this is a mining town with a mining economy, prices and salaries are higher." "I'm afraid I don't know much about standard pricing either," Kate said with a bit of a blush.

"You're inclined to think we should aim higher, Meghan? All the men on the committee do have successful businesses, although I have no idea how much those businesses actually bring in. Should we aim for $30 then?" Mollie says, "It sounds like a good point to start off from." The women finish their meal as Ginnie returns. The other students begin to arrive back as well.

During the break Ginnie does her lunch run finding out what is the talk around town. Ginnie hears about the result of the trial as well as information about Chumbley's plan. The main focuses of his 'Boycott' are Cook's General Store and Condon's Bank. All morning there has been a steady stream of customers closing their accounts at Condon's Bank. Helen Barker has been keeping any eye on these customers as they walk to the other bank, making sure that no harm comes to them.

The Promise City National Bank manager Paul Stevens is required to meet with all people opening new accounts. Stevens had also voted against all races being allowed to vote, but instead of mentioning that each new depositor has instead made sure to tell Mr. Stevens they are moving the money to his bank because of the position that the bank's Head Teller Derik Avery had taken in support of all races.

Ginnie decides to make sure that Dorita has the information of what is going on at the banks as she picks up the lunch orders for delivery. She also makes a point to take the profits from her table bussing last night and spend half of it at Lacey's store when there is the most amount of traffic. At the counter with her threads she states loudly "I want to be sure that I can purchase what I need now. I know that people will be spending their money in the places where their beliefs are similar so I'm expecting that you will be having quite a bit of business today. There are a lot of other people who think that voting is a right of people not just of human men."

Morgana continues to assist the non human people of Promise City in relocating and spending their money. Making sure that the people who may end up with a lack of business get no backlash from the human population that don't want them to get the vote realize that they not only have the support of the paper but her support as well.

Chester does a patrol about the town. He pays particular attention to Cassidy's lumberyard, the Barker's studio and Berg's office. The morning goes quietly. Berg relieves him at lunch time and tells Chet to go get himself a bite to eat and some rest, that he'll be back on duty at 11:00 PM, but that since they are now without any prisoners and with the meeting early the next morning it should be a quiet shift for a change.

Late Tuesday morning Jake makes his way to the Lucky Lady to begin figuring out how things will change with the Niles gone and the construction completed. When Jake arrives at the Lucky Lady he sees that the only people inside are Job Kane, Harry Rote and Neil Cassidy. They are sitting together with empty shot glasses in front of them and a half-full bottle of Scotch Whiskey sitting on the table between them. "It appears I am late as usual," Jake says with no mirth in his voice.

Job says, "Pull up a chair and grab a glass Jake, we're celebrating and Neil's buying!" "Celebrating?" Jake says sitting down. Cassidy says to Jake, "Yeah, celebrating the result of today's trial. Judge Isby sentenced Evan Adair to three years in prison, one year for each man killed in the shootout. Kris Wagner was even nice enough to hold the stagecoach until after the trial was over so our dear Palace saloon owner friend is currently on his way to the County Jail in Tombstone." "Along with his buddy Will Flynn," Harry Rote adds.

"I will certainly drink to that!" Jake replies enthusiastically. Then without skipping a beat he says, "I wonder what will become of the Palace?" Job says, "Nothing different for the short term, he's turned control over temporarily to his buddy Bob Skull, so tomorrow's vote will be the same. And Fisk is filing an appeal with the Governor. Adair will be held in Tombstone until the appeal result is known."

"Hmmm...." is all Jake says to that. "I was thinking it was about time we got ourselves a faro dealer to put that table to good use. Know anyone? It is time we got ourselves a hotel manager too." Harry says, "Kate was having drinks last night with that ex-soldier gentleman from North Carolina, the one whose wife fought in the war with him. She mentioned the manager job opening to him and he apparently showed some level of interest." Job interjects "I've been thinking about that. The best Faro dealer in town is Darla Peacock, about the only thing around that's kept that puny little saloon that she and Michael George own in business.

But they've had a tough run of luck lately. They had a incident there three weeks back when Darla caught a cheater and Mike George fired off his shotgun. Nobody was hurt and the guy's in Prison now, but he had friends and since she deals out of their small back room with only one exit many of their regulars have stayed away out of safety concerns. We may want to consider approaching them."

"I do not know them very well. Neither has tried to shoot me though, so it is work at least a discussion," Jake laughs good naturedly. "Are you suggesting that George might be a good choice for running the bar at night? Harry is going to be plenty busy and we do need some extra help." Job says, "Nah, when it comes to management I wouldn't trust Michael George to manage an outhouse. Darla's the brains of that couple and the one I wouldn't mind getting here. She'd even bring in her own clientele instead of us starting from scratch. But he might make a good bartender though, that's really his main job at Peacocks."

Jake nods, "Are we agreed then that I should talk to Darla and the southerner from North Carolina to check their interest?" Harry and Job both think it's worth talking about, although Job adds "Of course, if Peacock and George do decide to quit their own saloon it would probably also help our competitor, the Gay Lady, as they share a wall so Lumley would probably pay more than anybody else to buy them out and expand his place."

Neil Cassidy says, "We'll, as one of your regular customers I would support both. That Caudell guy has a lot of chutzpah and integrity, not many former Rebs would step up to a bunch of Union Veterans and ask to join them to save a bunch of non-humans. I heard that he told off Mrs. King, Doc Eaton and that bigoted tutor Shackelton." Jake replies, "Heh, great. Just what we need to further antagonize King and Eaton." Jake shrugs. "No matter, a good man is a good man. I will talk to them."

Job tells Jake, "And on the subject of new staff, my cousin Alison is back in town. I haven't had a chance to talk to her yet but if she's planning to stick around I'd like to offer her employment here too."

 

[Silver Moon]

Chapter Fifty-four, “Looking out for a pair of young men”, Tuesday, May 30th, 1882, 12:30 P.M.

After finishing her lunch runs Ginnie heads back to the school. She pulls Kate aside "Ma'am Kate the word is that Adair is sentenced to three years and the non-humans are pulling their money out of the bank that voted no for the nonhuman vote and putting it in the one where the head clerk voted yes and they are making no small voice about that being why they are changing."

Kate says, "Three years? Judge Isby didn't give him the option of a fine I take it, and he usually does. This is wonderful news, Ginnie. He deserves every day. There's no hint of a run on the bank, is there? That's always a danger when so many make the change at once. It could get ugly if the Condons run out of ready cash."

Kate cleaned up the dishes from their lunch as she talked to Ginnie about Adair. She returned to teaching humming a bit under her breath. This afternoon would start with history with some of the older students, a subject that she was well versed in. The children's faces were all fresh and revived after their lunches and Kate smiled as they jumped back in.

"If we are going to employee half the town we will need to expand again." Jake replies deadpan after hearing that Job plans to hire on his cousin. Job is a bit startled by his reply but before he can respond Jake smirks, "Only joshing with you partner. I am sure we have a spot for Alison. I think we could use an extra hand at the doors right now. Jeff's been working himself thin with the Fire Marshall duties. Big Thom may look menacing enough but he only has half a brain, maybe less. Do you think she could help out there? I am not sure that a woman will be imposing enough, but she has Thom to back her up."

Jake sees Stanley and Helen Barker enter the room. Jake's gaze wonders over to Helen Barker, "Fine Job, we’ll try out your cousin, although most women would not be imposing enough." Job replies, "You must not be remembering Alison very well. She can be as tough as any two guys combined." Jake replies, "No, I do not really know her. I will take your word for it, you have taken mine plenty of times."

The Barkers wave to the men at the table and then walk across the room and take a seat at a far table. Minerva, Nakomo, Burt and Senor Kilgore enter the Lucky Lady and make their way to the back of the room where the Barker's are seated. "Buenas Dias" Minerva says and makes introductions all around "But of course, Deputy Barker and Nakomo have already met.." They all take their seats and Minerva takes it upon herself to order lunch for all of them.

Priestess Minerva can already sense that Stanley Barker is beaming with delight so it comes to no surprise when Helen says to young Burt "Well young man, you are welcome to spend the summer with us if that is your desire." He replies, "It is Ma'am, I will not be any trouble." Stanley says, "I am sure that you will not. You'll have to sleep on the couch, but it's rather comfortable. Helen's cousin George spent a week there in March and had no trouble." Burt says, "That would be fine, my brother Tad and I slept in worse when my folks first had us."

Minerva is also beaming knowing that not only will Burt's life be enriched, but the Barker's lives also. She makes her way around the table and hugs both the Barkers. "The gods will surely bless such generosity! And Burt seems like a fine young man. I am sure that you will all have a wonderful summer! " The group eats lunch and chats about their plans for the summer.

When the meal has ended Minerva excuses herself. She stands crouches down to hug Burt. "I am pleased for you, Burt. The Barker's are good people. I am hoping that you will visit Nakomo and me also while you are here. She straightens back up and shake's hands all around. "If you will excuse me, I must speak to Senor Jake." She motions for Nakomo to follow her and makes her way over to the group of men sitting around the table. "Buenas Dias, Gentlemen. If it is not an imposition I would like to speak to Sr. Jake for a moment."

Jake rises, "I will see you gentlemen later." He follows the Spanish priestess and her charge to the other side of the room. "Senor Jake," she says moving her hand towards the boy, "This is Nakomo. He is the cousin of Nanuet." Jake offers the boy a handshake, "My pleasure." "Nanuet has gone away to speak with his tribe and left Nakomo in my care. I was -" "Nanuet is gone?" Jake interrupts.

Minerva answers, "Yes, but do not worry yourself Senor. We can discuss that later. Por favor, would you accompany Nakomo and me this afternoon? I would like you to see how the young man handles a gun and perhaps offer some wisdom and training in its use?" She gives him a disarming smile. "For Nanuet's cousin? Certainly, it is the least that I could do." Jake scratches the stubbly side of his face and looks around. "Scrounge up some food from the kitchen that we can take with us and we will ride out. I will gather my gear and meet you at the El Parador. My horse is stabled there."

Over at the Marshall’s Office Chester says to Marshall Berg. "So any idea on who's going to replace you? Even with Adair in jail, he can still pull strings. Berg replies, "Well I know that Colin Hunter is running but he's way too close to Adair and Fisk for my liking. Many folks would never accept Eduardo too, making him Marshall would be a death sentence for him. I'm sure that Helen wouldn't mind but quite frankly I question whether she's mentally stable enough for the job."

He pauses and then continues, "Honestly Chet, I don't believe for one minute that her shot that took down Nick Karp was an accident, she doesn't make mistakes like that at a ten-foot range. That's why I had Attorney Upton do all of the talking for us yesterday against Adair's charges instead of either myself or Helen testifying, I didn't want either of us to have to discuss that. So I guess that of the five of us that leaves both Neal Cassidy and you to think about running for it. I would support either one of you."

Chester stares at Berg in surprise. "Me? But, I haven't worn the badge for long. I don't know if I can do the job." Berg laughs. "You forget that I wasn't a lawman at all when the Committee gave me the job. Either one of you could do the job, but Neil also has his lumberyard to mind."

"Well, Mitch, if you believe I can do it, then I'll throw my hat in the ring. It's a big jump from Deputy to being the boss. By the way, is Helen going to be able to continue being a deputy? Sounds like you have some doubts."

Berg replies, "That's not my decision, it will be up to the new Marshall, neither her or Neil have any type of time frame set so could be dismissed at any point. For that matter, the 90-day terms that you and Eddie were voted to will be ending just a few days after this election, so the new Marshall could choose to let the both of you go too at that point."

Chester says, "Even more reason to run. I don't like the idea of Adair putting his flunkies in here. I'm not too sure about having Vigilance Committee people either. Eduardo and Helen wearing badges is a powerful symbol. It'd be a shame to sweep them out for people who don't have the town's best interests at heart. Will the next Marshall have full hiring and firing power? Or will the deputies still be picked by the Association?"

Berg replies, "I believe that the way the State Charter outlines Incorporated Towns, the Marshall will have full discretion to hire and fire although he would have to go before the Town Council to get final approval." Chester nods. "Sounds like it'll be hard to put deputies in place without the Marshall's say-so. That's good to hear. Is there some sort of paperwork to file to run?"

Berg says, "First things first, until they reach agreement on who can vote and run for office nobody can sign up. According to Isby that will then begin a five-day voter registration period followed by a five day candidate and party registration period. So there's plenty of time to get to that. To form a political party you need at least two candidates running for office so if you can think of somebody you'd like to run with for Mayor or one of the Councilman slots you may want to go that route."
"Hmm. I'll need to ask around to see who's interested. Thanks, Mitch. I'll see you tonight." "Bye Chet. Get some rest." He replies, "Will do."

Jake gathers his weapons, extra rounds for target practice and three bottles of whiskey. He meets Minerva and Nakomo at the El Parador. They mount up and head out towards the desert on the other side of the hill away from Promise City. Jake gives the reins to Nakomo and instructs the boy to hobble the horses, "I'll lay out the weapons."

Minerva watches the two with interest. Although he seems much older, when the troubles of the world are not weighing heavily upon him Jake Cook looks to be the young man of his years. There cannot be more than five or six years between them, she thinks, and yet there is no innocence left about him and so much still of that innocence that radiates from Nakomo.

Jake has laid out three rifles; a Swiss Vetterli rifle that Minerva does not recognize, a Spencer Carbine and a Remington-Whitman 10 Gauge double-barrel shotgun. Jake has two gun belts strapped about his waist and a third pistol in his hands. He has deposited several small piles of rounds on a rock. When the young half Indian finishes Jake says to him, "Have you ever fired a pistol?" "No sir," Nakomo answers timidly.

"My name is Jake," he replies rather forcefully. "My father was sir." Minerva, cringes when Nakomo draws back at Jake's harsh tone, but instead of intervening she backs off a few steps out of Nakomo's line of sight. "The boy must learn for himself that we mean him no harm."

Jake offers the gun to him, held by the barrel. "If you are going to shoot it, you are also going to load it and clean it." Nakomo accepts the weapon that Minerva can see is a Colt Peacemaker, but not one of Jakes weapons. While Jake shows the boy how to load the weapon he tells him, "This gun was owned by a man who had a strong faith and dedicated his life to the hunting down and desecration of evil. Treat it with dignity today." Jake glances at Minerva but continues to speak to Nakomo. "I will leave it up to the priestess here if she wants you to take this weapon as your own."

Puzzled, Minerva looks closely at the colt peace maker and wonders who the gun's previous owner could be. She thinks back to their horrific experience in Thomaswell and wonders if it could belong to Nolan Edwards. Not wanting to interrupt, she makes a note to herself to ask Jake about it later.

Jake makes no attempt to coddle Nakomo or take the loaded weapon from the boy. "Never draw a weapon on a man unless you are willing to kill him. Once you have a gun pointed at someone, they believe you would kill them. It changes everything. Always talk or walk away if you can. Once you point a weapon at a man, you can only be sure that he will try to kill you before you kill him if he has the chance." He spends a few minutes showing the boy how to rotate the cylinder, pull back the hammer and how to properly pull the trigger.

"No trick shooting Nakomo. No disarming, no wounding, no warning shots should be fired. If you decide to shoot you shoot to kill. You shoot to hit a man square in the chest, right in the heart." Jake points at a large saguaro cactus. "Imagine that to be a man who means you harm." Jake watches the expression on the boys face before he cross draws his own long barreled Colt, the one Ruby recently gave him for his birthday.

"Draw your weapon, pull back the hammer, aim at the center of your opponent and squeeze the trigger like," Jake almost chuckles to himself at what he was going to say not being sure that the boy has ever had a lover, "...like a delicate flower."

With a loud bang, the boys weapon fires but there is no mark on the cactus. The boy seems a bit surprised at the recoil. "Pull back that hammer again, now." Jake says in a commanding tone. Then quickly he adds, "That man is going to shoot the priestess!" A second round explodes from the revolver in the boy's hand and a bit of the cactus flies off from the rear where his shot exits. "Much better," Jake says to him.

Minerva laughs in delight and steps forward. "You are a quick study, Nakomo. It would appear that I need not worry with you to guard my back." "I.. I.. I ..told my cousin that I would take care of you, pries.. Senorita Minerva." the red faced boy stutters.

She pats him on the shoulder which causes him to flinch. She leaves her hand there for a moment to accustom him to her touch and then gently lifts his face so that he is forced to make eye contact with her.” I, and you are doing a fine job of it." she reaches over to the rock and picks up an old battered rifle. Now I would like you to try my rifle. It will have a greater range than the pistol." she caresses the stock before handing it to him. "This too is a very special gun. It was my papa's."

"Sr. Jake, since you are giving the lessons today. I will let you take over from here." she turns and strides into the background where she can observe the interaction without distracting them. Jake is speaking animatedly pointing out the various parts of the rifle and how they operate. Nakomo pays close attention absorbing Jakes every word. Minerva watches as the boy's fear melts off his shoulders and his posture straightens and relaxes.

Jake walks to his horse and takes a long drink from his water skin. The late spring Arizona sun is warm. "Minerva, this would be a good time for some of that food. I have not really eaten today." Jake then proceeds to remove the three whiskey bottles from his saddle bags. He hands the two empty ones to Nakomo, instructing him to walk out fifty or so feet and place them securely in the branches of a mesquite tree. Jake takes a drink from the third bottle and places it on a nearby rock, "Minerva, help yourself if you are so inclined." "Gracias, It is a mite hot out here," she says with a grin as she picks up the bottle and takes a swig.

He lets Nakomo use the old single shot hunting rifle a number of times and eventually the boy cracks one of the bottles. Jake then lets him try the Spencer and finally the shotgun, while Jake practices with the Vetterli. Satisfied that he at least has some basic skill with all three, they go back to the pistol. After firing and reloading the Colt a couple of times Nakomo says,” Sir?"

Jake gives him a scowl and the boy stammers, "Er, Mr. Jake I mean... should I not have a holster for this gun as well?" Jake then points to a mound of prickly pear cactus fifteen feet away that is still covered with spring blooms. "See that highest piece of cactus with the pink flower on it?" The boy nods yes. "Pull the hammer back on that gun and shoot it before I do."

Nakomo quickly points his pistol towards the target but before he can pull the trigger he is startled by three rapid eruptions from his right. His own shot misses. He only sees Jake holstering his weapon, he did not even see him draw it. There is one hole nearly perfect in the center of the cactus leaf and two chunks missing from the edge.

"Nakomo," Jake says in a soothing tone, "with some folks around Promise City just looking for an excuse to shoot anyone not like they are, you walking round showing a side arm is just asking to be shot. Somebody would trick you to draw it, and you would be dead before it cleared the leather. Best if you are not seen carrying a gun. If the Priestess wants you to have a holster to hold a pistol when you are riding that is up to her."

Wide eyed Nakomo spits out, "Sir... er, Mr. Jake, you must be the fastest man with a gun anywhere!" Jake gets a good laugh out of that. "Not hardly, Nakomo. Just fast enough to keep most folks from wanting to test me. If I was, and I am NOT, I would not wish to be known as such. That kind of notoriety is just asking for a challenge. I already have plenty of trouble without that kind. There are many hours of practice needed before you should dare to wear that on you side." Jake pauses and adds, "If ever."

Jake then draws his long barreled Colt and carefully fires off one shot after another until after four rounds the pink flower falls off the cactus. He twists off the residual cactus leaf avoiding the needles. Presenting it to Minerva he says, "Senorita, for you." Minerva watches on in admiration as Jake shoots the flower off the cactus and laughs in delight as he hands her the flower.

"Now," he says turning back to Nakomo, "you learn to clean a weapon properly." Jake eats while supervising the cleaning, capping his meal with another long pull from the whiskey bottle. "You have done well today Nakomo. You learn quickly. Just remember what I told you at the beginning. It is no easy thing to shoot a man."

Satisfied that the purpose of this trip to the desert has been accomplished, that Nakomo is more comfortable with her and Jake and also more comfortable with a gun as well, Minerva announces that it is time to get back home. "Gracias Jake. It means a lot to me that you have taken the time out of your day to help Nakomo. I am in your debt." "No, Senorita no debts any more. Jake Cook stands by his friends." She mounts Shadow and the three make their way back to town.

 

[Silver Moon]

Chapter Fifty-five, “Off to dinner“, May 30th, 1882:

At around 1:30 PM Angela Young enters the school and stands politely in the back. When Kate has an opportunity to take a break she approaches the young lady to see what she wants. Angela replies, "I would like to sit and observe your lessons, my editor thinks that a story about your school would be good for the next edition of the newspaper."

Kate states, "Of course. We'll be glad to have the town know what we're doing here. Why don't you find yourself a seat, it can't be comfortable to be standing for long these days. We only have a couple hours left today, but you'd be welcome back tomorrow as well. We can stay a few minutes after school to answer any questions you might have."

She replies, "Thank you. I have to leave before 3:00 though to go and cover another story." Kate answers, "Oh? What's happening at 3:00?" She replies, "That's when Neil Cassidy is planning to drop by Condon's Bank and close his account. He's one of their largest depositors, third only to Fisk and Adair. And by now the Condons are aware of what happened at the trial today. Judge Isby set the fine option for Adair at $ 25 a day meaning that Adair will have to pay $ 27,375 if he loses his appeal. He may not have that much himself but if he's short Fisk would probably help him out. Either way, that's still money out of Condon's Bank. I'm almost certain that the Condon's don't have enough reserves on hand to cover all the accounts already closed today plus Cassidy's withdrawal and then that fine."

"What a shame Mr. Adair won't spend any time in prison." Kate was quiet for a moment. "I hope that this won't ruin the Condons or the people who won't be able to get their money from their bank. I understand the reasons, I support them, and it's an excellent strategy. I just... I suppose I do worry too much." Angela says, "Oh, but Adair is spending time in Jail, he's in the County Jail until at least until the appeal is decided upon. As for Condon's, I don't actually know what strategy Neil Cassidy will take. He might just threaten to close the account but not do it until after tomorrow’s vote."

Ginnie pipes up "Mrs. Kale the point of the withdrawal was to show the town how much it really does depend on it's non-human population. Just imagine the issues that could come up if they decided to do more than just pull their money from one bank to another. Only one general store voted for the multiracial voting rights so I believe that after the owners see what has happened to the bank the other general store owners may see their way to respect their non human clientele by allowing them the vote."

Angela adds "Especially Cook's General Store, since Zeb Cook is on that Committee. They are next door to the Promise City National Bank and I'm sure that the steady stream of new customers into that bank hasn't escaped their notice." Kate says, "I understand Ginnie, and as I said, it's an excellent strategy. But you know me, I can't help but worry. It's sure to be an eye-opening experience for the entire town and if it gets all races the vote you won't hear another word from me."

Kate got Angela settled where she could easily observe any of the three classes going on with only a short scoot of her chair and got back to her history lesson, hoping her worries were baseless. The end of the school day came quickly and Kate smiled as the children went smiling into the sunshine. It was only the second day and the novelty of school would wear off sooner or later, but she had a feeling that this unusual school would continue to have happy, interested students.

Since they had gotten so much business done at lunchtime, the teachers made their after school meeting short, only discussing which students needed to be shifted to other groups that better fit their skills. After Mollie and Meghan left, Kate walked over to the photo studio and asked Mr. Fly to come to the school the next afternoon. She assumed Mr. Cassidy would be at the Lucky Lady that night, so did not go to the lumberyard.

She knew she should go to the ranch, but instead found herself heading toward the El Parador. Her family would only be here so long and she wanted to spend time with them if she could. And secretly she hoped Conrad might be there as well. They hadn't seen much of each other lately and she found herself missing him.

In a few minutes Kate entered the El Parador and looked to see who was there. The staff visible at the El Parador at the moment are Pedro, Dorita, Carlos Ramirez, and Angelica Huesca. She is being told by her son Ricardo what happened in school that day.

At one of the table the Wong family, Charlie, Harry and Li, are dining together. She is not surprised to see that Charlie and Li's daughter Mary is not with them. They had some sort of a fight a month earlier and she moved out, having now taken a job as Josiah and Angela Young's live-in nanny so that Angela can do her newspaper reporter job. Her brothers Henry and Phillip are sitting with Enrico Escobar and the wood elf is busy giving them an exciting account of life on a cattle drive. Furniture maker Cole Rixton is dining alone. Seeing him reminds Kate that he too is a member of the Committee for Racial Equality.

Kate smiled toward her brothers although they were oblivious to her entrance, wrapped up in Mr. Escobar's story. Instead of approaching them she went to Mr. Rixton and said, "Good afternoon. Do you mind if I join you?" He smiles and says, "Certainly Mrs. Kale, please have a seat." She sat down with a friendly smile. "I haven't had a chance to tell you how very pleased I was to see your name on the ad from your Committee. I was feeling a bit down that particular day but seeing what you gentlemen had done gave me heart again. The other teachers and I would like to talk to the committee, or whoever can make it after school tomorrow. I hope you can come?"

He replies, "Absolutely, I would love to. I trust that the furniture for it is working out as you planned? I can always make some more pieces if you need them." She replies, "Everything is working fine. We may have some special needs, I'll have to see how things go during this first week. I had expected to be the only teacher, so the room was planned accordingly. Now that I have help and more than one class is going on at a time we may have to make some adjustments.

I'm still a little uneasy about Mr. Cassidy and Mr. Fly agreeing to sponsor the school without having the chance to check with all of you. I know it was a special situation and speed was of the essence, but I hope you'll accept my apology anyway." He answers, "Oh, you're just being silly Mrs. Kale. If you recall, I was the first businessman in town to throw my full support to your school when I sold you the furniture for it at cost. You already knew my answer, and I agree, time was of the essence if we were going to stop those close-minded Vigilance Folk.

But while you are here, I had another matter to talk to you about. I'm considering a run for a Councilman position. I don't really care for the sound of the rumors of candidates being considered. I was originally thinking that our Committee for Racial Equality should field its own list of candidates, but given how divided the town was yesterday I'm not sure that we'd get enough votes to get into office."

"As a slate, I'm not sure either. But if all races do get the vote they'll be looking for people who supported them to vote for. Just because people can run on slates doesn't mean they have to. You could run independently, and probably have a better chance that way. A slate of candidates is an impersonal thing, an ideal. When a person votes for a single candidate they vote for the person.
Of course, a slate is convenient, and many will just pick one. But I encourage you to do it. I would certainly vote for you, I don't like what I'm hearing for candidates either."

"Thank you," Rixton states. He then goes back to his meal. Conrad Booth then arrives, seating himself with the three young men Henry, Phil and Enrico. Kate stayed with Mr. Rixton a few more minutes and chatted about nothing important, then excused herself. Not wanting to interrupt Enrico, she slipped quietly between Conrad and Henry and smiled.

They wait until Enrico winds down on the story. Conrad then asks, "And what are you so happy about Mrs. Kale?" "Am I?" she asked lightly. "Well, I'm sitting with four handsome men, only two of which I'm related to. Mrs. King's attempt as sabotage actually helped the school in some ways, I will get to vote in the elections and my friends who are not human are making their importance known today. I have plenty of reasons for smiling."

Conrad says, "Well, I don't want to rain on your parade but don't get your hopes too high about what your friends did today. Apparently Deputy Cassidy overplayed his hand with Frank Condon and it backfired. He's more determined than ever to stick with his previous vote." Enrico says, "I could have told you that. Frank's not one to back down to any threat, actually he and Cassidy are a lot alike in that regard."

Kate replies, "I didn't have much hope for Condon. He's done things in the past that already told me reason or even sense don't go far with him. My hope is more that other businesses and people will realize just how much this town depends on everyone, not just humans. So even if the vote doesn't go our way tomorrow perhaps those eventually elected will think twice before trying to pass oppressive policies."

Conrad says, "Well, the rumor mill has it that he was rather successful with Zeb and Helen Cook. Their business wasn't impacted all that much today but they saw all of the activity going on at the bank next door. So Cassidy paid them a visit around an hour ago and let them know what it was all about. He told them that the folks weren't too happy about depositing in the First National given Paul Stevens negative vote too but didn't see any alternative so they decided to support the head teller who voted Yes. He then added that there would have been an alternative if Zeb had also voted Yes on Monday, as they would have been able to sell every safe that they had in stock. Their business hasn't been doing well and they have five safes at the moment with a total retail value of almost $ 800. Helen was less than pleased hearing about losing all those sales."

Kate says, "Wonderful. So I will continue to smile. I haven't seen you for a few days. Where have you been hiding yourself?" Conrad gestures to her brothers and says with a smile, "Ask them, they've been the ones monopolizing my time." Henry says, "This afternoon we took a buggy ride all around the area with Conrad and his friend Mother Jimenez."

She says, "You met Mother Jimenez? I've only met her once myself, how did you get along with her? What did you talk about?" Henry says, "She pointed out the various flora and fauna of the region while Conrad showed us a few points of interest." Conrad interjects, "Yes, a trip to the region would not be complete without getting a chance to see the Cochise Head mountain. I plan to take your parents out on a similar ride tomorrow."

"It's beautiful country, isn't it Henry? Not green and lush like home but still..." Beneath the table Kate discretely took Conrad's hand. "I'm sure my parents will enjoy the drive, I'm sorry to be missing all the fun." Kate relaxed, chatting casually with Conrad and her brothers.

After a time her parents arrived and Ginnie came flying in looking for dinner. It felt as if everyone was in the right place, and even her talk with Ruby couldn't break the feeling of "rightness" that rested in her breast. For this night she didn't worry about elections and votes, just enjoying the presence of so many people she loved in one place. By the time she and Ginnie got home and went to bed she was tired in the best way. And although she was comfortable in her bed, somewhere deep down she regretted being alone in it.

Once back in town Jake stables his horse and returns most of his guns to their places. While reloading his favored Colt with the rounds Pierre sold him, he notices that Ruby's bags are not only still packed but have been moved. He stares poker faced at them for several minutes before rousing himself and making his way to the Lucky Lady for supper. After finishing their afternoon chores, Minerva decides to take Nakomo to the Lucky Lady for dinner.

Chester finds Clarisse and they have supper at the El Parador. He says to her, "When the elections come around, I'm going to run for Marshall." She replies, "That sounds wonderful. I know you can do it, Chet. I'm excited for you." He says, "It's a big step, but I'm ready."

Jake, Minerva and Nakomo arrive at the Lucky Lady. He sees Chester and Clarisse dining at one table, Al Brower sitting at the bar drinking whiskey and talking to Harry Rote, and Neil Cassidy having dinner with Rufus Davis, the plump and scruffy owner of the Arizona Billiard Hall. Chester sees Minerva, Jake, and Nakomo enter. He says to Clarisse, "Looks like the kid's getting more comfortable in town. Let's hope that no one tries anything against him."

Jake approaches the bar. "Is this private or would you care for some company?" Al Brower says "Sure Jake, pull up a barstool. I was just drowning my sorrows. Got me a 'Dear John' letter today, guess it's my own damned fault for thinking that a beautiful woman would ever go for a goofy-looking guy like me." Jake replies, "I am sorry to hear that Al. Who is the ungrateful wench?"
He replies, "Madge Duprey. We were keeping the relationship secret, she was afraid that Lumley would fire her. And now she's gone and is not coming back."

Jake says, "You and Madge? I must be worse than blind. Gone where?" Al replies, "She wouldn't say, just that she was going away and never coming back here. Her letter had a Tucson postmark on it. Part of me want to go chase after her, to find her and make her my wife. Another part of me wants to shoot her. The rest of me just says that it's time to get good and drunk, except we have that damned meeting at 7:00 AM tomorrow that we have to be at."

"Well Al, a good drunk is a good way to let things stew and see what you really want to do. Damned shame about that meeting tomorrow morning for a bunch of reasons, not the least of which is getting in the way of your good drunk. Tell you what, if you can wait that long I will get good drunk with you tomorrow night after my game breaks up." Or without you he thinks to himself.

He replies, "Thank you Jake, you're a good friend. I'll be glad to have this damned meeting behind us, this politics is certainly the way to ruin perfectly good friendships. Right now Alton, or partner in the cigar store, won't even speak to myself and Pierre because we're on opposite sides of this human/non-human voting issue."

Jake is about to say or get people killed and them remembers that Harry is with them. Instead he just nods. "This town has certainly gone loco. Too much too fast. People need time, things can often be worked out by talking. Looks to me that many things will change forever soon." He raises his glass, "Here is to the chances that more will be good than bad when we are done."

After the toast, Jake wanders over to Chet and Clarisse. "How are you folks this evening? It has been a while since we have had a chance to talk." Chester answers, "We're doing fine, Jake. How've you been? Things have been crazy around here the past couple days. berg's stepping down, so I'm going to run for Marshall. Now I need someone to run with."

"Mierde, Chet! You are not asking me to run for office I hope." Jake seems genuinely surprised. "Look, pard, I will support you and vote for you but please do not even suggest to anyone that I might be a candidate for anything."

Minerva and Nakomo find a table and order dinner. Nakomo is much more relaxed than he has been up to this point as he excitedly replays the afternoons events. "Did you see the way that he shot the flower off of that cactus? I didn't even see him draw his gun from the holster! It was astounding!"

Minerva smiles. "Senor Jake is quite amazing with a gun. I have had several opportunities to see him in action. He is wise beyond his years and you must heed his words and never draw your gun unless it is absolutely necessary." "Yes, I know..." he continues brushing off her words, "but did you see the way he shot that flower off of the cactus!?" Minerva shakes her head and wonders if Jake is prepared for the hero worship that he is about to experience.

Minerva is then interrupted when the man named Davis walks over to her table. She has seen him before at her worship services, usually sitting by himself in the back of the room, and he has never spoken to her before. He softly states, "Priestess, may I have a word...." Minerva stands. "Senor Davis, Buenas Nochas. Would you like to sit for a moment or would you prefer to speak in private?" Rufus Davis says, "Er, well, um, this is fine Priestess. What I have to say is...well....um....er.....will you marry me?"

 

[Silver Moon]

Chapter Fifty-six, “Ruby’s Day“, May 30th, 1882:

Ruby sleeps late into Tuesday. When she finally pries her eyes open she does not feel like getting out of bed. She missed Niles and was weary over the events of the past couple of days. She wonders if she made a mistake yesterday not getting on the stage and leaving Promise City. It seemed destiny wanted her here, but why she was unsure. Perhaps for love, perhaps for friendship or adopted family, perhaps to play a cruel joke on her by continuing to take away people she loved and cared about. She lies in bed with her conflicted thoughts running wild.

After some time she unhappily drags herself out of bed and wraps her robe around herself. She pads around the house, her house, with a full glass of whiskey in her hand and the growing puppies nipping at her heels.

A knock at the door drags her into the present. She pulls her robe tighter across her chest and answers the door. Western Union telegraph operator Dave Meleny is standing there with a piece of paper in his hand. She smiles at him and accepts it. “Thank you Mr. Meleny. You must be busy now with the ability to send and receive telegraphs,” Ruby comments. She continues to make small talk with him but wonders who could be sending her a telegraph.

Just as their conversation finishes Eddie Palmer shows up on her porch with a rather large sized box. “For me?” she asks curiously. “Today must be my lucky day.” Meleny and Palmer exchange good days as Ruby looks over the box. It is addressed to Miss Ruby West of Promise City but has no return address on it. It looks beat up and she guesses it must have traveled far. Now even more curious she thanks the postmaster and returns inside.

She places the box down on the front foyer table, next to the small crudely wrapped package Nanuet had given to her last night when he stopped by to say his goodbyes. Things wouldn’t be the same without him around. The puppies had both whined when he left, as if they knew he might be gone for a while.

First she rips open the telegram. She reads it over a few times and a small smile comes to her face. Maybe destiny had some other plans for her after all, that seemed a good a plan as any at this point. Next she looks over the box. It wasn’t heavy but it was battered. She wondered if she should wait to open it until someone else was safely in the area but something told her it was not harmful. She runs her fingers over the box and her eyes close, trying to imagine the journey of the box.

She flips the box over and there is writing, the same as the writing on the front and unknown to her. It says, “To be opened Friday, June 2nd.” The date was important and Ruby knew whoever sent this must know her, and fairly well. She inhales deeply and places the box back on the table next to Nanuet’s gift. She would ponder this and for now she would wait to find out the contents of the box.

After more puttering she returns upstairs and works on her bag again. It was still packed from the day before but this time her goal and destination were different. She exchanges some clothes, adding her nicest clothing and shoes and adds all her jewelry and perfume. She also takes the ring from George Eastman out of the safe. She takes a few minutes to slip it on her finger and longingly gaze at its beauty and sparkle before also packing it in the bag.

Next she gets dressed and finds some food in the kitchen. She eats lightly as she tries to organize all the things to do before she leaves. She takes the dogs and makes her first stop the Morand Cartage office where she buys a ticket for first stage to Wilcox leaving the next day. Next she stops at the El Parador, stopping to speak with her teacher, to explain she doesn’t know when she will be back but he knows where she will be if he needs her. She feels a little better about recent events after speaking with him and she asks him to keep on eye on all her friends while she is gone. She stops by the bank and takes out most of her money, leaving only $50. The bank seems to have a lot of business this day but Ruby doesn’t stop to think about why.

Next she finds Josie at the Gay Lady. She does not mention meeting with Wyatt. She asks Josie to continue casting the play and even starting rehearsals without her. Ruby promises to work on her lines while she is away and insists she will be back soon. She also tells her to speak with Conrad, that he offered to help and has experience, and Judge Lacey, as he was going to put together a list of swordfighters for her.

Her next stop finds her looking for Judge Isby. She takes a good amount of time with him, with him explaining the intricacies of the trial to her. She acts interested as he talks to her about current events but is very happy to hear Adair is in prison. Then she informs him she will be gone for an unknown amount of time on personal business but hopes it stays calm for him around town and their dinners can continue when she returns.

Finally, late dinner time she arrives at the Lucky Lady. She stands overlong on the porch, staring at the sign with its red painted letters with the Queen of Hearts drawn out. She breathes in deeply and enters the Saloon.

Without looking around too much she finds Harry and approaches him, asking for a moment to speak to him. “I just wanted to let you know, I thought Niles was such a good man. You two were really good friends, we all knew that. But Niles, he was really special. I am glad to have known him.” She sighs, “This kind of stuff, what happened, isn’t easy for me to deal with.”

A small blush comes to her cheeks. “I am sure you can easily imagine that. I am glad you are going to take over the liquor business and stick around. We are going to be getting much busier here with the hotel and all, and we’ll be needing your help. Plus, I like having you around,” Ruby smiles at him softly. “Anyway, I am going to be taking a little trip. I know I just got back but with Niles not around…gone...,” she can’t finish her statement.

“I need some time to think things through. I would be too upset to sing right now anyway and would probably be walking around with a sour puss on my face, not what any of our business needs,” she tries to joke. “I am going to leave the puppies here, I know Thom will try to take care of them but I hope you will look after them. And please look after the others and look after yourself too. I know this can’t be easy for you.” Ruby pauses, then hugs Harry tightly. “It’ll be ok, I know it will.”

She also finds Job and Maria and explains the same to them. Maria seems a bit hysterical about it and Ruby assures her she will be returning. She laughs, “If for nothing else I will be back for my babies,” she says and points to the dogs at her feet but knows that Maria knows better. She says goodbye to Tony and then with a full plate of food from Maria returns home.

Ruby begins the short walk from the Saloon to her home, keeping a close eye on the pups. They would be sad when she left, having spent so little time with them lately. Somehow time had gotten away from her and it had been months since she just did the things she wanted to, sing at the saloon, stay up late, drinking, dancing, playing cards and spending time with the people she cared about.

Ruby makes a quick detour and ends up standing outside the El Parador again. She tells the puppies to stay on the porch and she wanders inside. Warm and inviting, the El Parador always was homey and welcoming. She glances around at the crowd enjoying their late dinner, searching for a face. She finds the petite woman sitting with her family, just finishing up dinner. She slowly walks to the table and quietly comes upon them.

"Evening Kate, and Kate's family," Ruby says with nod and a smile, although the kind Kate knows isn't 100% genuine. "How is everyone?" The family all greeted Ruby warmly and Kate said, "Quite well. Evan Adair is in jail, and while I would have liked to have seen more of the human children come to school today it went very well."

"That's good news Kate. I heard about Adair, that is very good news. So tell me about school." Ruby is genuinely interested but at the same time looks a bit uncomfortable as she stands there.
"Well, with the sponsorship of the Committee for Racial Equality, I'm able to have Mrs. O'Hara and Mrs. Caudell as teachers as well. They're both excellent and I don't know how I'd have managed twenty-some children alone. We're going to negotiate salaries tomorrow. I doubt this is what Mrs. King imagined when she and that tutor tried to steal all the human families."

"Wow, that's great. It will take some of pressure off you at the school, in case you have to miss. And easier on a regular basis with less kids to keep an eye on. Give it some time, I am sure the other families will come to their senses and the children will show up." Ruby suddenly shakes her head and blurts out, "Oh, I had wanted to ask Mrs. O'Hara if her older girls needed a job working at the Saloon but I forgot after they got sick. We're going to need more help, especially cleaning in the daytime and helping Maria in the kitchen so she can come in and do breakfast instead of clean. And even someone else to cook when Maria has off. Well, some other time I guess. Or maybe you can mention it to her when you see her and ask them to stop by the Lucky Lady if they are interested? We need someone reliable."

"I'll mention it to her tomorrow. Why don't you sit down? Is there something else you wanted to ask about? You seem a bit...distracted." "Thanks Kate, that would be great." She pauses and looks around the table at the faces of Kate's family. "Actually, uh, yes, I did have something to talk about. Maybe we could go upstairs?” "Of course." Kate stood up and kissed her mother's cheek. "I'll be back in a minute."

She headed toward the stairs and about halfway up Ruby whispered behind her, "How about our teacher's room?" Kate nodded and led the way to the now familiar door and let them both inside. "What is it?" she asked once they were alone.

Ruby looks wide eyed around the grand room. "He redecorated in here," she smiles sadly as she looks around. She takes a seat on the edge of the fountain and peers inside, poking a finger gently into the water sending fish of all size darting away. She stares intently at the fish, watching them trying to be brave and get closer to her. Her long red hair falls over her shoulder as she momentarily gets lost looking deep into the water.

When she could stall no longer she says without looking up at Kate, "I'm leaving for a while. Maybe I'll be back in a couple of days.” She pauses and the only noise in the large room is the running water in the fountain. “Maybe it might be longer." "Did something happen beside what I know about? You have seemed distracted since you came back. Maybe some time to clear you head is needed?" She asked, trying not to jump to a panicked conclusion.

"I am very upset about Niles, like everyone else." Ruby is quiet for a moment as a particularly large fish swims past her. "Something else, well..." She sighs. "Yes. I danced in a ceremony on Saturday night. For Aphrodite. And I asked her to send me a sign." There is a long stretch of silence. "And she didn't. There was nothing. I mean, there was something special and different between Jake and I, but I’m not sure it was because of her. I don't know." Silence again. "You know I'm not used to getting close to people, not until I came here. And to have them taken away with no control... What happened, it could happen again. And if it happened to you... you said you were there...When we were in Tucson we thought it was Chester... not that Niles is any better..." Ruby shakes her head, sending her fiery hair flying around her face. Her eyes well up with tears as she looks up at Kate, "I can't deal with this. I used to be strong and now that I have all of you I am weak. I am scared and afraid." She wipes her eyes, "Yes, I need to leave and clear my head. And there are some things I need to take care of."

"I wasn't in Tucson so I don't know what happened, but I think the gods send messages in their own time and in their own way. Sometimes, if the message doesn't come in the way we expected, we miss it. But you know what, I think you might be right about getting your head clear.

It's hard to think clearly in the middle of something. Looking at it from the outside can make everything much clearer, and if you have something you have to do it could give you that chance. Just remember this, having people you care about who love you back doesn't make you weak. You just haven't learned to tap the strength yet. Maybe you can learn that too."

Kate paused for a moment. "Dealing with a death is hard, the hardest thing. But you can do it, you just keep living for all the people you've lost." A small laugh escapes Ruby's lips. "Look at the two of us, talking about gods." She rolls her eyes and laughs again, even though the tears keep falling. "Who would have guessed." She is quiet again for a long time, just watching the fish. "I wish I knew the answers. I wish Niles didn't die and I wish we never got involved with the stupid Cowboys." She again looks into the clear fountain water. "I wish I could feel confident about what I should do with my future." She continues quickly without explanation. "I wish a lot of things I guess. I am hoping some time away will help me figure it out."

"I wanted to make sure I saw you before I left, it's really important to me." Ruby chokes on her words as she speaks, "You've been my best friend Kate. I never really had that before." Kate replies, "And the fact that you're here telling me is why I know you'll come back. Even though you think you don't know how, you've been a wonderful friend to me too. One of the reasons I'm still here and sane. I hope you'll find what you're looking for, but I think what you'll really find is that what you're looking for is here."

Ruby nods and lets out her tears in a burst. She motions for Kate to come to her and gently grasps her wrists, pulling her down next to her on the edge of the fountain. She hugs her friend tightly for long moments, burying her face into Kate’s supportive shoulder. Finally she pulls away and wipes her eyes. "What's with these stupid fish anyway?" she laughs through the tears, pointing at the water.

Kate still had hold of Ruby's other hand and squeezed it. "I don't know. They're easier to take care of than puppies?" she said lightly. "But kind of nice to watch when you just want to be quiet."

Ruby keeps her hand gripped tightly in Kate's. She doesn't say any more of the things she wants to, knowing that Kate already knows. "Much easier than puppies," Ruby says, again sticking a finger from her free hand into the water. "There is a really big one in there. Our teacher must be saving it for dinner one night," she half smiles. "We'll have to ask him when that's going to be. I don't want to miss it."

"I don't know," Kate said, looking at the monster swimming in the pool. "Somehow I don't think being eaten would be a fitting end for that one. I almost expect to see it jump out of the water and turn into a man or something. Let us hope our teacher has not started some kind of odd experiments. You'll have to make sure you're back for the day it sprouts arms or some such nonsense."

A real giggle escapes Ruby's lips. "You're right, it's probably like in the fairy tales, where the prince is really a fish instead of a frog. But just who is Mr. Gonzales keeping him in there for?" She giggles again, releasing some tension. Then she sighs. "You know Nanuet left, right? It didn't sound like he would be back soon. I hope he’ll be ok going off by himself like that."

"No, I didn't know that. I'm surprised with his cousin here... Unless it has to do with his cousin? I'm afraid I haven't been as attentive as I ought. Miss Florencia and I have been staying out of each others way for the most part and since they are so much together..." Kate shrugged. "I guess I'll have to start counting the days until both of you return."

"He stopped by to see me last night before he left. Gave me a birthday present and said goodbye.. He's sweet like that." She shrugs, "I guess he is going back to his tribe to talk to them about his cousin. His cousin will stay with the priestess while Nanuet is gone." Ruby smiles and squeezes her hand tighter, "Don't worry, you sound so busy you won't even notice either of us are gone." Ruby pauses and pulls her hair over her shoulder. "I am sorry I didn't get to spend more time with your family Kate, I really am."

"There will be other chances. They'll be back in December after all. And I will never be too busy to notice that part of what holds me up is missing." Kate blinked tears back from her eyes. "Come back soon, honey. Life will be upside-down without you here."

Ruby leans over and hugs Kate tightly again. "I'll try my best Katherine Kale. I will promise that much. Take care of yourself and that little girl too." Ruby pulls her face back and looks at Kate, trying to remember every detail of her friends face. "I should go now, you have your family and I still have some things to do now." Ruby stands and takes one more look at the fountain. "Silly old man," she shakes her head again. "Come on, I'll walk back downstairs with you."

"When you reach 800 years old, I think you've earned the right to be silly." Kate put her arm around Ruby's waist, a familiar gesture that they had both used more than once when holding the other up and went with her through the door. "Make sure to write me a letter now and then and tell me what you're up to."

"If I'm gone more than a couple of days I will. Take care Kate." Ruby kisses her friends cheek then hurries off, down the stairs and out of the Cantina. She waves at Kate’s family as she walks by but doesn’t stop. She gathers the puppies from the porch and returns home. Nanuet had done a good job taking care of the house while they were away and everything was neat and in its own spot. Ruby walks around the house going room by room, thinking of all the decorating she still wanted to do. She picks at the plate from Maria.

Finally she ends up back in her bedroom. Once she double checks that her bags are properly packed she undresses and slips on one of Jake’s shirts. She mindlessly brushes her hair, ending up daydreaming more than brushing. Even though it is early she climbs into bed, curling up under the sheets, and waits.

 

[Silver Moon]

Chapter Fifty-seven, “Quiet Night“, Tuesday, May 30th, 1882:

Al Caine sleeps solidly for almost twenty-four hours and wakes up feeling sick as a dog. It's dark, and her head's groggy and swimming. She sits up dizzily, then bolts to the window and gets it open just in time to throw up out of it. Afterwards she pours herself a glass of water from the pitcher by her bed, washes her mouth out with half of it, and drinks the rest. A little while later, feeling slightly better but still unsteady, she staggers down to the bar of the Lucky Lady.

Al Caine is welcomed by her Cousin Job. He calls her over to a table and has Maria bring her out some food, a steak and steak fries. He asks her what she wants to drink and then asks what she has been up to. Al thinks for a minute and then asks for a pitcher of water.

"Truth be told," she says to Job, digging into the fries, "I've been asleep all day. It's night-time again, right?" She looks up at him, somewhat sheepishly. "Ain't a bit like me." Job says "Well, we've all had days like that before. So Al, what are you plans for the future?"

Al sits back in her chair and considers for a moment or two, chewing slowly as she thinks. "If I can find a place for myself," she says slowly, "I figure on staying in town a while. Maybe a long while." She looks at Job, trying to work out how much she can trust him with. "I'm tired of moving on twice a month. I lost a..." She pauses. "I had a good thing going in Texas, but it, uh, it didn't work out." She looks away from Job and cuts into her steak.

Job replies, "Well, as I may have told you last night, I don't just gamble here anymore. I'm an owner. And we're currently short staffed. So if you don't mind working for your cousin you can have a job here. And you can stay in that room upstairs as long as you'd like." Al grins at Job. "That sounds great," she says. "Thanks. When do I start?"

Job says, "Whenever you want...err, well....what would you like to do? At this point we could use another bartender, another bouncer, a Faro dealer, a piano player, a singer and a waitress. Do any of those sound like something you that would work for you?" "Sure," says Al. "I'll be a bouncer if you need it. I've done that before."

“Good, come with me I'll introduce you to some of the others. He brings her over to the door where big Thom is currently acting as bouncer. The tall and simple man smiles at her. He shows her the gun cabinet, where they store all weapons being brought in by guests. He tells her "We don't allow weapons inside here unless you're on staff or a law enforcement officer. I'll introduce you to the Marshals as they arrive so you know who they are. One of you needs to stay near the door here at all times and if you do have to step away here is where the key to the gun cabinet is to lock it up."

He then brings her over to the bar and introduces her to Harry Rote, saying "Harry is a jack-of-all-trades around here, bartender, piano player, bouncer, waiter. But he also just inherited the town's liquor distribution business so that'll now occupy quite a bit of his time."

He then brings her out into the kitchen and introduces her to Maria Fuente, an attractive wood elf who is the human equivalent of late teens. He tells her that Maria is their cook and occasional waitress. He then adds, "Maria's brother is an excellent musician, a guitar player and singer, who we've been trying to get to come over here, but we already stole our cook from the El Parador and they may not take kindly to our stealing their musician as well."

Al listens carefully and takes everything in. "I can tend bar too, if I'm ever short of work running the door," she says with a smile. "Tomorrow soon enough for me to start?" He replies, "Sure, weeknights aren't all that busy. It's Friday and Saturday nights when we'll really need you."

Job and Al continue to chat. When Deputy Marshall Neil Cassidy arrives Job introduces her. A
bit later on Chester and Clarisse arrive. Job says, "I'd like to introduce you two to my cousin Al. She'll be staying here for a while and taking over Nanuet's job as bouncer while he's away. Chester here is another Deputy Marshall and occasional bouncer here. He has a room upstairs. Clarisse is one of our singers here." Al smiles and shakes hands with Chester and Clarisse. "Pleased to meet you both." Chester tips his hat. "Nice to meet you too. I see Job has roped you into helping out. We don't have much trouble here, but you never know."

When Jake Cook arrives Job introduces him to his cousin Al and explains that Jake is another owner of the Lucky Lady Dance Hall and Saloon. He tells Jake that Al will be starting on Wednesday night as a new bouncer. Al makes a real effort to be nice and friendly to everyone she meets. Although once she's on the door folks might see a different side to her...

Across the room the billiard hall owner Rufus Davis has just asked the Priestess if she will marry him. Minerva's mouth opens and closes several times before she is able to respond. "Marry you?!" He replies, "Yes, my fiancé Anita and I would like for you to perform the ceremony, this Sunday if at all possible." "Congratulations!"

Minerva says with much relief. "Sunday. That is short notice but I believe that would be fine. I would like you and your fiancé to come to the house to discuss the details. Will you and Anita be available tomorrow?" He says, "Yes...but, Anita does not belong to our faith. She wants Father Valdez to perform the service. I was hoping that it could be a joint ceremony of some sort, with both you and Valdez officiating. Would that even be possible?"

She replies, “I have met Padre Valdez. He is quite open minded and has helped me in the past. I do not think that he would have an objection to performing the ceremony jointly. If you would like, we shall invite him to the meeting also and we can work out the details. Sunday... huh.. That is not a lot of time.” She smiles at him "but if it is the gods will, we shall make it happen." she pauses. " Is there a reason that it must be this Sunday?"

He answers, "Well...er....um....we have discovered that Anita is with child so we would like to be married as soon as possible." "I see." She turns to Nakomo. "Could you go to the bar and purchase me a glass of lemonade?" after the boy leaves she says to Mr. Davis. "Senor, I do not wish to offend you but I must speak plainly Do you love this woman or are you marrying her solely because she is bearing your child?"

After speaking with Chet and Clarisse Jake then greets Neil, who is now alone at his table. Cassidy looks up at Jake and says, "Hi Jake, no cards tonight okay, I'm just not in the mood. Neither is Al if I read his body language right." "It is not our regular night anyway." Jake sits down. "Perhaps we will feel better tomorrow." Probably not he thinks. "Is something wrong Neil? Besides the obvious."

He replies, "I blew it. My strategy today was to convince both Zeb Cook and Frank Condon to change their Vigilance Committee votes. I may have succeeded with Cook but not Condon. I figured a threat to close my bank account would do the trick, you know what, he anticipated it. When I walked in and suggested it he already had all of my money ready and all of the papers to sign. He then told me to get out of his bank and to never return. So because of my stupidity today the non-humans of this town won't get a chance to join the Democratic process."

"Whoa, there Neil. It is not you who is denying them the vote. You think Condon was going to change his vote if you did nothing?" Neil replies, "Probably not, but I've now solidified that position. Jake, you didn't see that mob last weekend. If this vote comes down to humans only I fear that Fisk and his cronies will be swept into office and this whole town will go to Hades in no time flat."

"No, I would not wish to see Fisk in office either." Jake scratches at his chin and thinks a moment. "What does Eaton think about Fisk? And you for that matter? Perhaps it is time to build bridges rather than burn them." Cassidy replies, "Far as I know Eaton hates Fisk. Hate's Adair too although they are in total agreement on this humans only issue. For that matter, Eaton hates just about everybody in this town. The only way he'll ever get elected is on a straight-party ticket, and he'd be the drag on that ticket."

Jake runs out of ideas with Neil, "Try to get some sleep. Maybe things will look better in the morning." He makes the rounds saying goodnight, reminds Al Brower to come on by tomorrow late, tells Al Caine he would like to talk to her before his game starts, bids the priestess and Nanuet's cousin good night.

Minerva and Nakomo finish their meal and return home. Luna flies through the open window and Minerva can feel the sadness emanating from her. "Si, I know that Maska and Nanuet have gone on a journey. Do not be sad. They will return. Nanuet told me that he would not be gone overly long. Now come and meet his cousin, Nakomo."

Luna flies over, perches on Nakomo's shoulder and gently begins pecking at his ear. A large grin spread across the boys face. "She is very beautiful. I have not seen an owl like her... so small and white." he exclaims as he strokes her feathers. "I brought her with me from Spain" Minerva explains and tells him the story of their meeting. He looks at her in awe. "She was a gift to you from the gods? You must be very holy to have been given such a gift."

Minerva guffaws and nearly spits out the wine she is sipping. "Holy? There are many in this town who would disagree with that description. No, not holy. Favored certainly but not holy."
The three of them spend a quiet evening getting to know one another better as they chat in front of the fire.

Chester and Clarisse stay in the Lucky Lady until 10:30. He drops her off at the Double Eagle. He then goes to the office to relieve Berg and Helen Barker. "Good luck with the vote tomorrow. Let's hope for the best. Goodnight." Eduardo comes in. "Hey Eduardo." The elf replies, "Evening Chester, Marshall, Helen." Chester finds that, as Berg predicted, it is a quiet night. He patrols around town every few hours and takes catnaps on the cot back at the Office in between.

Jake finally drags himself out of there and heads home wondering what he will find. Ruby hears the door to their house open and shut and the puppies moving around excitedly. She pulls herself up and with bed head and sleepy eyes she makes her way downstairs to find Jake. She walks right up to him and wraps her arms around his waist. "Hi baby," she says, stifling a yawn with her shoulder, "I missed you today. How was your day?" she asks resting her head on Jake.

Jake replies, "Well enough. On the good side I heard Adair was convicted by Isby. Though I'll be happy when all this town incorporation nonsense is over. There is another meeting in the morning that I need to get to." "Me too." Ruby is quiet for a moment. She lifts her head and looks up at Jake with big eyes. "Come and lay with me, I want to talk to you." Jake nods and follows.

When they are comfortably settled in bed Ruby begins. “I had a busy day today too. This morning, after you left, I got a telegram and a box. I’m not sure yet what’s in the box, I think it’s supposed to be for Friday.” She shrugs, “It doesn’t say who or where it’s from but it looks beat up. Maybe it’s from George, I don’t know, I don’t know of anyone else who would send me something. I didn’t open it.”

Ruby pulls herself a little closer to Jake. She can smell him, his scent is strong and it comforts her. She is quiet for a long while before she speaks again. “I miss Niles too. It’s not fair what happened to him. I hate feeling so out of control.” She briefly looks into his eyes then away. “But you already knew that.” Again she is quiet.

“Saturday night was really special for me Jake. I felt so… alive and powerful and I felt us like I never have before. But that was all me and you. I mean, I felt that way because of you.” Ruby places the palm of her hand gently on Jake’s cheek. “You and I, when we’re together, we create something. Something special and true, the only pure thing and good thing I’ve ever really done in my life. It’s something that I never thought I would have. And I guess somewhere along the way I figured that I couldn’t do it or didn’t deserve it or couldn’t make it happen on my own.”

“I think I’ve been giving the goddess too much credit for something that is mostly because of us.” Ruby’s voice gets a slight edge to it. “I asked her for a sign before dancing the ceremony and she didn’t give me one. Kate says sometimes the gods send one and it’s not apparent right away.” She shrugs. “Maybe that is true and maybe it isn’t. I already know how you feel about all this. And I think I’m starting to feel the same.”

Ruby removes her hand from Jake’s cheek and rests it on his chest. “So what I am saying is that anything we create is something really important to me, the most important thing and I would do anything for it.” She is quiet again. “Do you agree? What did you think of Saturday night? It had to be really special for you too, no?”

He replies, "I am not sure what you are really trying to tell me. Of course Saturday night was special." Ruby blinks a couple of times at Jake’s answer and furrows her brows in that confused look she gets. “I am trying to tell you that I love you. What do you think I'm trying to tell you?” He says, "You know that I love you as well. If I thought I knew what you were telling me I would not have asked."

Ruby stares at Jake for a moment then a small, nervous laugh escapes her lips. “Sorry baby, you’re right. I’m just a little air headed right now, I have so many thoughts racing through my mind.” She turns on her side, leans in and kisses him gently before resting her head on the pillow, keeping her hazel eyes set on Jake.

She begins rambling, “Janie sent me the telegram. She wants me to come back to Tucson. She apologized but wants me to come back so she can really apologize because she feels horrible about how she treated me. And she says there is something else important too, probably has to do with Red, I don’t know. I thought since all this craziness was going on around here with the incorporation and I’ve been so…,”

She pauses, tugging at her hair, “…Out of sorts… that it might be good for me to go. I haven’t really been feeling very well, I've been really tired and nauseous and have nervous butterfly feelings in my stomach all the time from all the stress with Ringo and the Cowboys and then Turner and now Niles, even though I've been trying not to show it much or I've been trying to hide it by drinking or, um, other things. So I could go and just rest and relax. Our short stay there wasn't enough.

And I could spend time with Jane, it seems like she really does need me and I could use more time with her too, to talk about things that I don’t have anyone else to really talk about with, well besides you. And while I am there I want to get some things done. I will talk to her about the ceremony and the goddess and see what she says. Maybe do some shopping. Get my head back on straight.”

Ruby is quiet again as she looks over Jake and out the window into the night sky. “Get over Niles, if I can. At least accept what happened. I still feel like he is going to walk through the door and tease me, saying,” Ruby begins an imitation of Niles deep voice, “Ruby, you are breathtaking, if it wasn’t for Jake…” A sad smile comes to her face as her voice trails off. She bites on her lip and finally looks into Jake’s eyes again. “If you are opposed or even if you just think it's a bad idea then I won't go. But I think it’s for the best, for all of us.” She rest her hand back on Jake’s chest. “What do you think baby?”

"Go visit Jane. There is no reason not too. It will make the two of you feel better. It really is not very far off." Jake places his hand on hers. "I will get the Lady back in order. I really have been neglecting the saloon." Then he laughs, "When I say in order I mean hire enough folks to run it."

Ruby nods, then laughs too. "You're good at delegating baby. And I know you'll do a good job finding the very best people for the job. That way we don't have to worry about it. That reminds me...," She moves a little closer and throws her leg over Jake, resting her thigh on him. "Kate is going to speak to the Irish family, the O’Hara’s, and see if any of the older kids want to help out. I thought they could clean the rooms and help Maria cook and shop, maybe even cook when Maria has off. We're going to need to have breakfast now too with the addition of the hotel rooms. I'm sure they could use the money. So they will probably be coming by at some point. We really need someone to be doing all this, like Niles would have." The smile slowly fades from Ruby's face as she gets quiet.

Jake fills the silence. "I will certainly talk to Katherine about it. Those hard working honest types are the best kinds of workers." Ruby slowly nods her head up and down in silent agreement. She lightly pokes at something unseen on Jake's chest as she keeps her eyes off his. "You'll figure all that out, you're the smart one around here." She pauses. "Let's not talk anymore business tonight. We're going to be apart for a while and it's going to be really hard. Promise me you'll take me to the stage tomorrow after your meeting." She lets her eyes wander by to meet his. "And let's forget sleeping tonight and spend the time loving each other so we don't forget." He replies, "I cannot imagine forgetting, but why pass on the opportunity?" They head off to bed.

After almost a day fast asleep, Al hasn't slept all night. She's been in her room for a while: unpacking, cleaning her weapons, and thinking. She's been for a long walk around town. Not really knowing, or caring much, what the town meeting's about, she's left that well alone. After her spell exploring, she's back in the Lucky Lady by early morning. She nods to Harry Rote and heads straight upstairs. She's not tired in the slightest. She's come to a decision. She reaches into her backpack and pulls out a small leather pouch.

Minerva awakens at dawn to discover that she has spent the entire night in her own bed and not in the grove with Nanuet. She sighs, rolls over and places her feet on the cold floor, her mind already focused on the day ahead. She lights her candles and recounts her blessings: her friends, her home, the love of Nanuet and the boy Nakomo... And asks for the strength and wisdom to get through the day

Eduardo returns at 6:15 A.M. bringing with him a box with one of Dorita's excellent breakfasts. Eddie says, "Here you go Chet, eat up, Mitch is going to want you over at the town hall soon." "Thanks, Eduardo." He rushes through breakfast. "If you see Dorita before me, tell her it was as good as always." He heads for Town Hall and looks for Marshall Berg. He finds him talking with Burton Lumley. Stifling a yawn, he says, "Morning, Marshall, Mr. Lumley."

Kate woke even earlier than she needed to, nerves about the upcoming vote fluttering in her stomach. She took advantage of the extra time to get everything ready for school so that she didn't have to worry about it later. Meghan and Mollie both knew she had the meeting this morning, so they would be here in plenty of time. She dressed herself neatly and primly before she had a cold breakfast and waited for the small clock to click to 6:45 before she left for the meeting at the town hall.

 

[Silver Moon]

Chapter Fifty-eight, “The Racial Question”, Wednesday, May 31st, 1882, 6:00 A.M.

Minerva awakens at dawn to discover that she has spent the entire night in her own bed and not in the grove with Nanuet. She sighs, rolls over and places her feet on the cold floor, her mind already focused on the day ahead. She lights her candles and recounts her blessings: her friends, her home, the love of Nanuet and the boy Nakomo... And asks for the strength and wisdom to get through the day. At a quarter to 7:00 she is dressed and running out the door. She hurries over to Jake's house and knocks loudly.

At the town hall, Burton Lumley begins the meeting a few minutes before 7:00, stating that he has a few Merchant's Association matters to discuss. He says, "I have some membership changes to let you know about. First item, the Palace Saloon has temporarily transferred its Merchant's Association vote from Mr. Evan Adair to Mr. Bob Scull. Second, I would like to welcome three new member of the Association Attorney Eliahu Upton, whose business is now officially to be known as 'Upton's Counting House and Brokerage', Third, mustanger and long-time town resident Mogollon Hays has added a 'Tack and Harness Shop' onto his corral on the hill east of town and has joined our group, and our finally, I would like to welcome new member, Dan Madson of 'Madson's Hardware and Taxidermy Service'. He lost his business last week in the Tombstone Fire and decided to start anew here.

Kate notices that all but two members of the Merchant's Association are present. The two who haven't arrived yet are Steve Lord of the Alhambra Saloon and Jake Cook of the Lucky Lady, both of them having cast "Yes" votes during Monday afternoon's meeting. Kate watched the new members, recalling how closely the vote for all races had passed the Association and hoping the new members would not swing it the other way.

It wasn't quite seven o'clock yet, and it wouldn't surprise Kate to see Jake sliding in a minute or two late. Steve Lord's absence was worrying. She stayed in her seat for now, giving them a few more minutes before worrying overmuch. Judge Isby and Kevin Tomlinson arrive at few minutes before 7:00. Minerva and Jake come through the door right behind him. Not long after that Mrs. King walks in with her husband and son. All five Vigilance Committee members are present as are all of the Merchant's Association members with the exception of Mr. Lord.

Judge Isby begins the meeting by stating "Rather than entertain a new motion I think that the best way to proceed would be to start with another vote on the previous motion to see if upon further reflection during the time since then any opinions have change. If we are still at an impasse between the two groups I will then entertain amended motions."

He pauses and then states, "And since all voting members here today including the new voters were also present at Monday afternoon's meeting I would ask that those who have already spoken on the issue please refrain from speaking again unless you have something truly new and different to say on the subject. Does anybody with to speak?"

Elihu Upton asks to be recognized. He begins with a short speech about how all races should be treated with the respect. His speech then evolves into a verbal commercial for his new financial institution with an appeal to all races to deposit their money at his business instead of at the two banks where the owners are on record for having voted for only humans. Banker Paul Stevens stands next. He says that his vote on Monday was short-sighted and apologizes for it. He commends his Head Teller Derrick Avery for standing up for the rights of all people and says that the entire town is welcome to continue banking with him.

Kate looked back over her shoulder, looking to see if any members of her family or other onlookers might be there who she could send to look for Mr. Lord. Kate's brothers are not there but her parents are seated near the rear of the room. Thankfully Kate was seated near the rear of the room herself today. She whispered apologies to those she passed as she got up to speak to her father.

"Papa, Mr. Lord who owns the Alhambra isn't here yet," she whispered. Would you step over and see if he's there? It's just a couple doors down." "He voted yes, didn't he?" her father asked. Kate nodded. "We need him here, and I think someone should check and make sure he's alright. Would you?" Friedrich nodded and Katherine returned to her seat to wait. As the meeting continued Friedrich Seagram quietly left the town hall and went to the Alhambra saloon where he knocked loudly on the door. He then notices a note tacked to it.

Laurie Gilson asks to speak next, which comes as a surprise as she is normally silent at public meetings. She talks about how much she values her assistant Jules Huerta and how without him her business would not be possible. She says that is true of many businesses in town, who depend upon non-human labor, and that an employer should think about what they are truly saying to their employees if they cast a 'No' vote to representation.

Tector Driscoll rises next. He begins to talk against allowing other races to vote but is soon cut off by Judge Isby for just repeating what he had said on Monday and is told to sit back down.

Rufus Davis stands and announces that he and Anita Ramirez will be getting married on Sunday afternoon in a wedding officiated by both Priestess Minerva Florencia and Father Thomas Valdez. He invites the entire town to attend and says that this union, like the town, shows that all races should live in harmony together and the vote they are about to cast should reflect that.

A livid Icabod Shackelton asks to be recognized. He states, "Racial unions are an abomination to the gods and that humans and humans alone should have rights." Rufus Davis asks to be recognized again. He stands and says, "I would like to amend what I stated before. The entire town is welcome to attend my wedding with the exception of Mr. Shackelton." That draws some laughs from the audience.

Haywood Smith is then recognized. He states, "My cousin Eric and I both own restaurants in this town. We serve primarily a human clientele although we have never turned away a person of another race who wishes to dine with us. Eric only permits humans to stay overnight in his hotel. This isn't because we dislike the other races, but those individuals are of a different culture than us. They follow different gods and have different approaches towards life. Shouldn't we as business owners have a right to decide who we wish our customers to be? If this vote is extended to the other races what is to keep them from electing candidates who dictate to us businesses who we can and cannot serve? That worries me."

Pedro Figures asks to be recognized. He states, "My name is Pedro, most of you know me. My Cantina has stood where it is now for fourteen years, twelve years longer than this town has stood. I welcome all races to dine and stay with me. I too share one of Mr. Smith's worries, but from the opposite perspective. I worry that if a group of candidates are elected who share the viewpoints of Mr. Shackelton and Mr. Watkins then the non-human population of this town will be treated unfairly and our current rights and liberties will be restricted."

Seagram returns and makes his way over to Kate. He says "Lord isn't there. He tacked a note to the door saying that the saloon will be closed until at least Friday because his father in Benton has died." "Thank you for checking Papa," she whispered back. "What a shame." She squeezed his hand quickly, then let him return to his seat.

The other new Association member, Mr. Madson, is recognized. He stands and says, "Hello, I'm new to town. My name is Daniel Madson, some of you know my brother Bronco who works out at the Thayer Ranch. I got burned out of Tombstone last week so decided to start up here. I've been living in this county for many years and have served twice as a Deputy for County Sheriff Johnny Behan. One thing I've learned as a Deputy is that them Indians can't be trusted. You all just saw that, you caught a bunch of redskins who planned to murder our Governor. We humans stopped them and we humans should make the laws around here."

Jake asks to be recognized. "Everyone is entitled to their strong opinions, and within the laws anyone here can choose who they do business with and who they do not. I hear your worries. I just ask those of you who are not supporting extending the vote to all to look around. Look at your friends in the room, folks that have stood by you in times of trouble, folks that have helped get Promise City this far. Much of what you value in those folks is the reason they ARE voting to include all. Before you vote again see if there is some additional tolerance in your heart. Let us not go down a path that leads to more violence, that leads to more friends pitted against friends."

Minerva stands and asked to be recognized. "Was it a redskin that murdered our beloved President Lincoln? Or a human who was unable to see beyond his own prejudices and recognize the value of his fellow man? Were redskins who took the law into their own hands and stormed the town jail just last week? No, it was certainly not and we should not limit our trust or distrust to those of one race. We should judge each man and woman according to their individual valor. Evil.. and goodness comes in all guises; color, creed, and gender." She looks around the room in earnest catching the eyes of each individual. "Do not undo the good that great men such as President Lincoln and Niles Hoover gave their lives for by voting against all that they stood for. "

Al Brower asks to be recognized. He stands and says, "Hello, most of you know me. I'll be casting a 'Yes' vote today for the Comique and my business partner Pierre Jacqet will be casting a 'Yes' vote for the Gun Shop. We also own part of Boyd's cigar store and based upon conversations with him during the last day my friend Alton Boyd is planning to vote against the proposal.

And you know what? I'm okay with that. Alton is my friend and my business partner and regardless of the outcome of this vote, once a decision is made I plan to put this issue behind us and move on. This town incorporation and election is meant to unite not divide this town. The majority of the town will have its voice heard and those in the minority need to accept that as part of the Democratic process. Thank you." Judge Isby decides to end debate at that point. He states "The Proposal is on the table. All those in favor signify by raising your right hand." Again, Kate thrust her hand into the air to support all races voting and began counting the other hands in the air.

Hands go up from Morgana Arcadiam, Rudy Baines, Helen Barker, Austin Blake, Vera Blake, Hannibal Brown, Al Brower, Travis Calhoun, Neil Cassidy, Jake Cook, Zeb Cook, Rufus Davis, Pedro Figures, Roger Fly, Laurie Gilson, Pierre Jaquet, Katherine Kale, Kevin Kelly, Judge Lacey, Russell Lee, Zachary Morand, Paul Stevens, Cole Rixton, Harry Rote, Elihu Upton, Kris Wagner, Don Wainwright, and Charlie Wong.

These votes is almost identical as before, with most people in the audience noticing that Zeb Cook has now changed from his previous "No" to "Yes" vote, however that is canceled out by feed store owner Randall Mason who voted ‘Yes’ before but does not this time. Isby makes the count and announces 28 votes in favor. With 57 voting members present that leaves the proposal one vote shy of a majority.

Kate closed her eyes and sighed. They desperately needed Mr. Lord's vote and it seemed just a bit too convenient that he suddenly had to leave. She excused herself quietly again and made her way over to Mr. Chumbley. "You used to stay at the Alhambra," she whispered. "There's a note attached to the door saying his father passed on and the saloon will be closed until Friday. Is there any reason to think that's not so, or am I being paranoid?" Chumbley replies, "No, it's legit. His dad died up in Benton, he got the telegram yesterday afternoon."

Alison Caine heads briskly downstairs and smiles at Harry. "Morning," she says, leaning on the Lucky Lady bar. "Is there a doctor in town?" Harry says, "Yes, Doctor Jim Eaton. Not much of a bedside manner, probably since he's ex-military. He'd be over at the Town Hall right now, they're having a meeting about the upcoming town election."

Al nods. "Thanks, Harry," she says. She walks out of the Lucky Lady, jams her hands in her pockets, and walks to the Town Hall. She slips in the back. "All those in favor signify by raising your right hand," a man she doesn't recognize is saying. Not knowing what she'd be raising her hand to, she keeps it in her pocket and quietly takes a seat in the back row.

Judge Isby says, "All those opposed?" Hands go up from Carl Berman, Alton Boyd, Frank Condon, Tector Driscoll, Duncan Frye, Michael George, Tim Gorch, Dick Hammer, Mongolin Hays, Kate Higgins, Lincoln Hood, Ezra Hooten, Don Hudson, Bif Johnson, Kay Kaufman, Peter Lovelace, Daniel Madson, Randall Mason, Dave Melany, Clay Milford, Greg Reston, Bob Skull, Ike Sherman, Sam Slade, Eric Smith, Haywood Smith, Bill Watkins and Henry Weller. Isby takes the count. Kate notes that while Boyd and Johnson had abstained the previous time they both cast ‘No’ votes now, as do the two new members Hays and Madson.

He asks, "Abstentions?" The only hand to go up is Burton Lumley's. Judge Isby announces "The motion is tied by a vote of 28 to 28. A majority is needed to pass. Mr. Lumley, you as the President of the Merchant's Association have always made it your practice to abstain from all voting except in the event of a tie. We are now in that situation. Would you care to cast a vote either in favor or opposed?" Lumley says, "Yes sir, I will. To me the most important thing is that the Incorporation occur. So I will cast my deciding vote towards whatever the result is of the Vigilance Committee's vote happens to be." "Very well," Isby states.

At the request of Bill Watkins the Judge calls a fifteen-minute recess. The five members of the Vigilance Committee leave the room, accompanied by Rebecca King and her son Ashley. Kate rubbed her forehead. So in the end it was still in the hands of the Vigilance Committee. Suddenly she felt as if she'd wasted the last few days. Yes, she'd spoken passionately for herself, but she had always intended to go talk to Mr. Condon but had not done it. Even last night she hadn't asked Conrad what he'd found out as his table, even after Dorita said he was going to try to find out where opinions lay. She'd intended to do that too but let her own contentment last night distract her.

"I should have done more," she said quietly, still standing next to Chumbley. "Mr. Lord didn't leave anyone to act as proxy for him?" Chumbley replies, "Well, he really couldn't. He doesn't have any employees at the Alhambra, it's a one-man operation." Kate nodded and looked toward Burton Lumley. "I understand his abstentions, and even his reasoning for his decision today but I don't like it. Of course, I don't like anything sitting in the Vigilance Committee's hands."

She excused herself after a moment and went over to congratulate Rufus Davis on his upcoming marriage. As she moved around the room she kept her eye on Burton Lumley, watching to see if anyone was trying to influence him. There would not be another vote for the Merchant's Association, he was the only way left to affect things

Only five minutes of the recess have elapsed when an angry and red-faced Derrick Avery enters the room and storms over to where his fiancé Liza Brown is seated. A number of people head over towards them including Liza's father Hannibal Brown, Paul Stevens and Burton Lumley.

Chumbley is about to go over there when he notices that both Morgana Arcadiam and Angela Young are headed that way too. Liza asks "What happened". Derrick exclaims, "They kicked me off of the Committee, replacing me with Ashley King. Now they're over there strong-arming Zeb Cook to change his vote." "Are they really? I'll see about that!" is the comment from Zeb's wife Helen Cook who then rapidly leaves the Town Hall building.

Lumley calls out across the room "Attorney Fisk, could you come over here a minute, and bring your case." Hamilton Fisk stops talking his conversation with Bob Scull and Nick Thayer and heads over to them. "What is it Lumley?", he asks. Lumley says, "Would you have with you the bylaws from the old Civic Association?" Fisk says, "Of course, I bring all relevant documents to these meetings, why?" Lumley answers, "Vigilance Committee issues, I believe that there is an opportunity here for you to be a thorn in their side."

Fisk replies, "Gladly" as he opens his briefcase and looks for the document, "What am I looking for?" Lumley says, "The procedure for the removal of members." Fisk snorts, "I know that passage all too well!" Lumley looks at the confused Avery and says, "Hamilton was a member of the Civic Association back then and Bill Watkins tried to have him removed." Fisk says, "Yep, but only Eaton supported him. That's actually what led to the group eventually splitting."

Avery looks to Lumley and says, "I still don't understand? What does that defunct Association have to do with this" Avery's boss Paul Stevens says, "I think I get it. Both the Merchant's Association and the Vigilance Committee were formed with the old Promise City Civic Association ended. Each group then drew up new bylaws about how meetings were to be held and run but for most other Parliamentary and organizational issues they just retained the old Civic Association bylaws." Lumley says, "Including the removal of members."

Fisk finds what he is looking for and says, "Here it is!". He reads: Removal of a member of the Association for cause requires that charges be stated during a formal business meeting after which the individual will have one week to obtain legal council and then refute the charges. The exception to this is would be a felony conviction with a sentence of three-months or more levied by the Circuit Judge in which case the individual may be immediately dismissed."

Stevens laughs and says to Avery, "I don't recall hearing Isby sentencing you to prison for anything son, so that means you're on that Committee for at least another week." Avery says, "Shouldn't we go tell them then?" Lumley laughs and says, "Hades no, let them scheme for another ten minutes. When they return we'll let Fisk here take the wind out of their sails." Then thin lawyer with the handlebar mustache smiles and says "It will be my pleasure."

Kate made her way over to the group and waited for a quiet moment to say, "Excuse me, Mr. Avery. If only yourself and Mr. Cook intended to vote yes why eject you and try to change Mr. Cook's vote? They still had three, enough to deny the vote to non-humans."

He replies, "Because of how the Merchant's Association vote came out, a tie with Lumley still going either way. That puts all the pressure on the Vigilance Committee and a three-to-two vote gives the wrong signal with the feeling that Frank Condon will be hurt the most. They don't want it to appear that only one or two people made this decision for everybody. If the Vigilance Committee vote is unanimously then it will show that the Merchant's Association had to vote that way instead for Incorporation to occur."

"Very astute of them," Kate said and met Burton Lumley's gaze. "It makes them look stronger than the Merchant's Association, shifts bad feelings to it's president, and get them what they want. They come out in a stronger position, and we in a weaker. Thankfully they forgot one little detail. It doesn't change the fact that Mrs. King and the Doctor are playing for more than the incorporation." Lumley replies, "You can say a lot about that bunch, but nobody ever said they were stupid."

Roger Fly has made his way over the group and says to Avery "So they tried to kick you out?" He nods yes. Fly says, "From what I hear they wanted you out so that they can run a solid ticket to put their whole Committee into office. They feel that if they have the Mayor, Marshall and at least a three Council members then they can run this town their way. Your way of thinking is too foreign for them to accept. They'll probably allow Cook to stay even if he votes yes because they'd see that as a vote for economic reasons rather than philosophical ones. You on the other hand were clear in where you stood."

Stevens says, "They had spoken to me yesterday about firing you, figuring that if you were out of work you'd move away and create the vacancy that way." Lumley says, "Ah, but Upton opening a bank made you see the light?" Stevens replies to Lumley, "Well, I'll admit that did change how I voted today, I had planned on abstaining like you." He turns back to Avery and says, "And I would never fire a good working for having their own opinions Derrick". "I know that Sir," is Avery's reply.

The Vigilance Committee returns and takes their seats back at the front of the room, with Ashley King sitting where Avery had before. As the Vigilance Committee returned Kate took her seat and for the first time actually looked forward to what Hamilton Fisk had to say.

Al Caine stayed in her seat through the start of the recess and watches in some surprise at the fuss when Mr. Avery, as, is that Mrs. Kale? - calls him, bursts in. Half of her is on alert in case the argument gets violent. She glances around the room and sees, not far away, the Spanish priestess Minerva. Al makes her way over. "Morning, ma'am," she says quietly. Minerva replies, "Buenas Dias Al." What brings you to this meeting?"

"Actually, I'm looking for Dr Eaton," Al says. "You think you could point him out to me?" Minerva looks at her closely. "Are you ill? I have some healing skills and will gladly assist you if you are. Doc Eaton is over there." she says pointing to a man with a scowl on his face. Al takes a little breath and fiddles nervously with her ring. "It's, uh, no, I'm not sick," she says. "I just, sorta wanted to check something out with him."

Sitting beside Minerva, Al glances up at Doc Eaton. "I ain't sure I like him much," she whispers to Minerva. Minerva notices the ring but does not comment upon it. She places her hand on Al's arm and whispers back. "Nor do I but he is the only Doctor in town. Are you sure that I cannot help you, Allison.? I can assure you that anything you say to me be will be held in confidence." Alison looks at Minerva uncertainly for a second. "Could we talk after the meeting?" she asks. Minerva pats her arm. "Si, Let us do that."

 

[Silver Moon]

Chapter Fifty-nine, “Old Friends”, Wednesday, May 31st, 1882, 7:45 A.M.

The meeting reconvenes. Bill Watkins stands and says, "Judge Isby, we have a membership change. Ashley King will be taking over the position previously held by Derrik Avery." Fisk stands and says, "Point of Order." Judge Isby says, "Yes Mr. Fisk?"

Fisk states, "According to that Committee's Bylaws Mr. Avery can only be immediately replaced if he voluntarily resigns or if he is convicted of a serious crime, otherwise a week's notification is needed." Watkins exclaims, "What is that hogwash, our charter says no such thing." Isby says, "Actually it does, dismissal of members is one of the bylaws that you carried over from the Civic Association." Watkins yells, "Fine, then we'll amend that bylaw right now." Fisk adds, "Your own Bylaws requite a one-week notification for that to happen." "Shut up Fisk!" Watkins exclaims.

Isby pounds the gavel and demands order be restored. He states, "Mr. Avery, have you voluntarily resigned from the Vigilance Committee." Doctor Eaton speaks up now and says, "You damned well better Avery, you're not wanted any more and you know it." Dennis Avery stands and says, "Judge Isby, I request that Ashley King remove himself from my chair. I joined the Vigilance Committee to do what I felt was right for this town and this seems like the perfect opportunity for me to do so."

A round of applause erupts from half of the people of the room and the Judge again calls for order. He then asks Mr. King to vacate Mr. Avery's chair. Ashley King reluctantly stands and takes his previous seat beside his mother. Judge Isby asks "Does there need to be any discussion or should be go directly to the vote?" Bill Watkins says, "I believe that Doctor Eaton has a few things to say to the audience."

James Eaton stands and says, "Citizens of Promise City, I think there has been much confusion and misunderstanding about what is being discussed here today. We are merely trying to maintain what is accepted practice through much of the United States. We are not trying to hurt anybody. All races will be welcomed in this town regardless of the outcome of this vote. Business owners will be free to decide for themselves who they wish to serve, just as they do today."

Kate raised her hand and waited to be recognized. Watkins says, "This discussion is for Vigilance Committee Members Only." Judge Isby says, "Well, you can take that position if you'd like, the Merchant's Association's portion of the meeting can be over if that is your desire. However, if you decide that is the case and I shouldn't call on any members of the Merchant's Association to speak that would include Mr. Lumley, who I was planning to confirm a yes or no vote with following the decision of your group." Watkins immediately says, "Lumley is free to speak if he'd like."

Burton Lumley waits to be recognized and says, "Thank you Judge. I yield my time to my Committee member Katherine Kale." Katherine says, "I believe we all understand that every person on both Committees present is acting as they believe best for the town. That we disagree on how is natural. I believe the Doctor when he says no harm is meant, but I don't agree that no harm will be done. We have a chance today to move forward together and start healing the hurts of the past, and I will grieve that missed opportunity should we choose to continue the status quo." She nods approvingly at Katherine's statement about healing the hurts of the past. "That Katherine Kale is one remarkable woman." she thinks.

Doctor Eaton stands and says, "As a physician I can say that sometimes the 'Status Quo' is a good thing. The first order of a Doctor is the Hippocratic Oath, which says to 'Do no harm'. Who is to say that by allowing people who have never practiced democracy before to do so that things will not become worse? Why should we turn Promise City into a grand experiment that could easily fail? Can we afford to chance a two-year test right at a time when the mines are finally starting to prosper?

I think not! My colleagues and I feel strongly that if you follow the idealistic but naive suggestion of this unqualified teacher it will lead to ruin. I'd like to get the opinion of my Yale-educated friend Mr. Icabod Shackelton," who Eaton then gestures to.

Shackelton stands and says, "During the last seventeen years we have seen many examples in the south where the vote has been extended to former slaves, illiterate ogres and half-ogres, whose vote has been manipulated by shameless politicians. They don't know what they are doing and it lessens the voting power of informed citizens as a result. And the European colonies that have experimented with granting some freedoms to the ignorant indigenous populations have all regretted that action as other races are not adapted to the tenants of Democracy that humans inherently understand.

This isn't just my opinion, but documented fact. So I implore you in the name of the Greek and Roman Gods to do what is right and retain this vote to the God's chosen race of humans rather than to extend it also to the heathens. If we go that path we will suffer from the Gods' wrath."

"May I respond?" Kate asked politely and waited for Judge Isby to give her the nod. "This country is in itself an experiment barely more than one hundred years old. No humans in the United States had practiced Democracy and this country continues to feel the growing pains. Votes in the south have been manipulated by humans with evil intent. It's not the fault of the ogres and half-ogres that they are illiterate. The humans have made great effort to keep them that way, denying them education so the excuse that they are uninformed can be continued.

The same can be said in European colonies. What can you expect when a foreign culture moves in and changes a person's entire way of life without education or explanation? Non-humans are not unable to understand democracy, but many humans have a vested interest in making sure they don't. Humans inherent understanding of democracy is not a fact. We were raised in a democracy so it seems natural to us. Most of the non-humans who live in this town have lived in the United States for many years; they understand the democratic system. What I don't understand is why we continue to deny them a chance to be heard."

Beth Eaton asks to be recognized. She stares at Kate and says, "How dare you? You blame the Europeans and the humans from the South for the fact that these lesser races don't understand what is natural to us humans! The Europeans and Southerners should be praised for bringing the gods to the goddless though the work of missionaries. Is this the type of nonsense that you teach in that school of your? If so, then I am thankful that the Promise City Vigilance Committee has now established a proper school for the human children to learn what the Gods truly ask of them!"

Minerva's vision grows dim and her ears begin to buzz as the Voices of the gods swirl in her head. She can feel their anger mounting and is seething by the time Beth adds her own presumptuous remarks. She feels the hands of the gods propelling her out of her seat before the ignorant woman's words have time to poison the air. A halo of divine light emanates from the priestess and the sparks of divine anger shoot from her eyes as she stands tall and grim faced shaking with righteous indignation.

She points to Beth and Doc Eaton "BLASPHEMY!! BLASPHEMY! How DAAARE you presume to proclaim 'The Will of the gods' in order to further your self serving mortal agendas! You are naught more than fire worshippers and snake eaters to think that such blasphemy will go unpunished!"

"The gods HAVE spoken! No good shall come of your insolence and all of Promise City will wither under the gods angry gazes if you get your way!" She moves toward the door, turns back to the room and with a ferocious gaze and a voice that is barely recognizable as her own she booms "YOUR GLORY SHALL BE YOUR DOOM!" as she casts a “Doom“ spell on Doctor Easton. With a swish of her skirts the messenger of the gods turns and exits the meeting, leaving the room in shocked silence.

Minerva, ashen faced and shaking leans against the outside of the building. She places her hands on her knee’s and concentrates on her breathing until her heart rate slows and her vision and hearing return. She looks up to the blue cloudless sky and mumbles, “Your Wills are made known..” She shakes her head, straightens and wearily makes her way home where she falls into a deep sleep.

A visibly shaken James Eaton retakes his seat. Both his wife and Bill Watkins attempt to say something to him but he ignores them both. Judge Isby calls for a five minute recess. As soon as the recess is called, Al runs out of the town hall after Minerva, but she can't see her anywhere. She takes off from the meeting, disturbed by the priestess's outburst and not sure what to do. She stops by the Lucky Lady for a few minutes, gets Harry to pour her a large whisky, and briefly tells him what happened at the meeting. Then, worried about Minerva, she pumps Harry for the location of her house and takes off at a brisk walk.

After Isby announces the break, Jake turns to Neil Cassidy and remarks cooly, "Now that is something you do not see every day." "Well, that was interesting," Kate said to no one in particular. Looking around the room, Kate made her way over to where Jake and Neil Cassidy were standing. Neil says to Jake, "I like a hot-headed woman who calls things as she sees them. Of course, in this instance, I agree that she called it as the Gods see them too. I would have loved to have told off the Eatons, but since their house is across the street from my lumberyard that might not be a good idea."

"Hello Katherine. Neil was just commenting on Senorita Minerva's subtlety," Jake says wryly. "Not sure if it will do much good but who can tell. Perhaps Doc Eaton will have some fear for his mortal soul or grow a conscience. That old coot Caleb White once told me," he says smirking broadly, "that conscience is the inner voice that warns us somebody may be looking."

Kate smiled at Jake. "I haven't seen much of you since you got back. Yes, I was trying not to insult them as they were insulting me. Apparently the gods weren't worried about that. I would be thrilled to see the Doctor learn a thing or two about assuming he knows what the gods want. "I had no idea Mrs. Eaton was as hard-headed as her husband. I fear for their children.

Speaking of....," she said, turning to Neil. "I wonder if you could stop by our heathen school about 3:30 this afternoon? Your whole committee if you can find them." Cassidy says, "I'm sure I could round most of us up. Rixton just finished carving the sign for the front door and he will be bringing it over to sign painter Pat Enion later this morning. It should be ready for a dedication ceremony on Friday it that works for you."

Kate says, "Oh, I hadn't even thought of a sign. That's lovely, thank you. Friday works fine, whatever time of day is convenient. You don't realize what a difference your committee has made for the school. So much more is possible." Cassidy replies, "We're happy to do it Mrs. Kale, and Niles would be proud of what we are accomplishing together. Although I'm glad he's not here right now to see what is about to happen, it would have broken his heart to know that our Committee lost to those bigots."

Kate states, "It seems wrong that five people have as much power as ten times that many. But if we lose here then we fight for better candidates who will adjust this unfair decision later, or at least consider the non-human population before making laws. We may have to have a school exhibition after a few months to prove just how capable the non-human children are." Jake states,
"If you ask me the whole racial thing would work itself out over time. Oh, sure I will support it. Folks here ought to be more worried that Fisk and his cronies will end up running this town."

Judge Isby returns to the podium and calls the recess over. Everybody returns to their seats. Isby says, "I think we've probably had enough discussion on this issue unless somebody has something new to say."

A wood elf seated along the side aisle a dozen rows back stands and asks to be recognized. Bill Watkins interjects, “No, he’s not a member of either Committee.” Judge Isby states, “Neither were Mr. Shackelton, Mrs. Eaton or Priestess Florencia but they were allowed to speak. Mr. Escobar has lived on the site of Promise City for longer than any other individual in the community. If he has something that he wishes to say then I for one would like to hear it.”

“Thank you,” Manuel Escobar replies. Escobar is the human equivalent of late thirties, which in wood Elven years would put him around four centuries old plus or minus fifty years. His skin is tanned deeper and he has a more muscular physique than most other wood elves and his dark hair is starting to gray. He is attired in neat and clean work clothes, cowboy boots and is carrying his tan cowboy hat in one hand while he walks forward carrying his chair with his other hand.

Instead of going either up onto the stage or to the center of the room before the stage he instead walks towards the Vigilance Committee seated on the left side of the front row. He stops directly in front of Frank Condon and sets his chair down facing Condon. He then sits, his face and Condon’s being a mere four feet apart.

“Hello Frank, how are you?” he asks. Condon replies, “Fine Manual, what do you want?” The wood elf replies, “I want to know what happened to my friend Frank.” Condon replies, “I…I don’t know what you mean. Manual, you’re holding up the business meeting. You told the Judge you wanted to speak.” Estaban replies, “I am speaking. I want to talk to you Frank. The others in the room are welcome to listen but this conversation is between the two of us.” Estaban continues to speak in his a normal speaking voice and the rest of the room has become totally quiet as all attempt the hear what is being said.

Manuel Escobar says, “In this past year you appear to have forgotten a lot Frank. I don’t believe that we’ve spoken since last August. That wasn’t always the case. Your brother Morgan joined my family last month at the Festival but you did not. I wonder if you still even remember the story of how I came to be here?” “I believe that I do,” Condon replies.

Escobar says, “Well, please indulge me and allow me to tell it just once more as a reminder. My family was from a Mexican village along the coast almost a eight hundred miles to the south. Back when I was just a boy, in the year 1540, our village was raided by human Spaniard Francisco Vasquez De Coronado during his exploration of the North American continent.

He had left the coastal city of Compostela, the largest community south of my village. His army of conquistadors was comprised of over a hundred Spaniards. For every human in their group they decided to take along several wood Elvan slaves, young men to carry their burdens and tend the animals and young women to provide the humans companionship at night. They left the population of Compostela alone but instead found these slaves during the first few weeks of their journey north. From my village they took the majority of the population. My parents were older than what they wanted but my father was the village’s priest and spiritual leader so he sought permission for our family to accompany them as well.

For the next year we traveled north, through the Sonora region of Mexico and on into the American Southwest to the lands now known as Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, the Indian Territories and Kansas. Coronado sought out gold, silver and gems similar to that which his brother Juan found in Costa Rica. But he failed to find such riches among the high elves of this continent.

In early 1542 Coronado felt that he had searched long enough and decided to return to Mexico. On the journey back the group became burdened by the dozens of young wood elvan women who were now visibly with child with many soon to give birth, as these women lacked the physical strength to travel at the same pace. Furthermore, many of the Conquistadors did not want these women to return to Mexico since the bastard offspring could cause complications with the men’s wives back home. So Coronado decided to have these women put to death.

That ruling came down when the army was camped right here on the present site of Promise City. The women were scheduled to be executed the next morning. But with the assistance of a Yavapai Indian wood elf named Jadito, a Hopi Indian centaur named Kykotsmovi and the wood elvan druid woman called Mother Jaminez my family was able to help the fifty-two women escape unseen from the camp that night. We headed up into the Chirichaua Mountains and stayed in hiding until Coronado’s army had moved on.

Once they were gone we returned to this valley and exactly 340 years ago this very month my father built the wood and adobe house that I still live in today. The children born to these women became the first inhabitants of this region and many of their descendants still live here today. Father Thomas Valdez’s grandparents were among the half-elves born that year. Thomas became my father’s protégé and has continued my father’s work in the church that the two of them built.”

Condon interrupts, “Manuel, I know all of that. I think I know what you’re trying to say. But you’ve never cared about human politics before, why now? This isn’t about you!” Escobar says, “You are correct. I was here long before silver was found in the ground and will remain here long after it is all gone. This isn’t about me at all Frank, this is about you.” “Me?” Condon states.

Escobar says, “Yes, you wish to be a leader of the community but your actions here this week are not those of a true leader. The man who I know is one of great integrity and not one of racial prejudices. You and Morgan spent your first month in town as guests under my roof. With my son Enrico the four of us built not only your first home in town brick-by-brick but also your bank. We dined together at the El Parador every night. I considered you a good friend and still do to this day."

Escobar leans forward and says, "Frank, regardless of how you cast your next vote today I will continue to be your friend, I will continue to keep my money in your bank and if I am permitted to vote in an election I will vote for you. But if you can look me in the eye and honestly say in your heart that the answer is ‘No’, then you are telling me that I do not deserve a voice in this community and that my work here during more than these last three centuries means nothing to you. If you do that then I will be truly disappointed, not for myself but for you.” The wood elf then sits back up in his chair. Condon does not respond. The two men sit in silence, each staring into each other’s eyes.

Chester looks on curiously at the seemingly private, yet public, conversation. This is one strange meeting, first Minerva's outburst, now this. What does this mean? Kate reached into her pocket for her handkerchief and wiped her eyes. Her intention to talk to Condon had been to remind him that once he and the elves of the town had been friends. Mr. Escobar had just done so far more eloquently and personally than she ever could. There was nothing to do know but wait for the vote and pray Frank Condon had not forgotten his friends.

The silence is interrupted by Bill Watkins who yells out "Enough of this bovine excrement, I vote a resounding 'No' to this ridiculous proposal..” He turns to Eaton and says, “You do too, right Jim!” An uncharacteristically meek Doctor Eaton looks up and mutters out “Yyyy..yes.”

Isby says, “Very well, the first two votes are cast.” Isby opts to allowing the staring contest between Condon and Escobar to continue. He instead turns to the other two men and says, "And how do you vote Misters Avery and Cook?" Avery gives an enthusiastic "Yes". Zeb Cook exchanges glances first with Watkins and then with his wife Helen. She is standing alongside the wall with her arms crossed and a stern look on her face. He meekly sounds out a rather reluctant "yes".

Neither Condon or Escobar have not their eyes off of one other, nor have they even blinked. Judge Isby now raises his voice and says, "And what is your vote Mr. Condon?" The rooms becomes silent. Frank Condon finally speaks up while still looking directly at Escobar. He states a loud and resonating, "My vote to the proposal is Yes."

Kate let out an explosive breath followed by a brilliant smile. She squeezed Jake's hand excitedly but kept her seat. She also reconsidered her opinion of Frank Condon. The strength of his declaration earned him back some of her respect that he had lost. She turned to Neil Cassidy and said softly, "Our friend would be very proud right now."

Bill Watkins jumps to his feet and yells out "Gods Damn You!" Condon and Escobar both turn their heads towards Watkins, unsure of which of them he was addressing. Bill Watkins charges forward at the two seated men while balling up his right fist. He swings it towards Manual Escobar‘s face. The wood elf makes absolutely no attempt to dodge it.

Before the fist connects Frank Condon reaches up with both of his hands and grabs Watkin’s hand by the wrist, stopping it’s forward momentum and tugging it down. Still holding onto Watkin's hand and arm Condon then stands up and twists it. He yells "You leave my friend alone Watkins," and pushes the larger man back. Watkins looses his footing and starts to fall. Dennis Avery jumps up and grabs Watkins to keep him from falling down. Watkins regains his footing and shoves Avery back saying, “Get your fornicating hands off of me Avery.”

Judge Isby pounds his gavel and loudly demands that order be restored. Kevin Tomlinson gracefully leaps from the stage and gets between Watkins and the other men, holding up his hands and stating “Calm Gentlemen, calm please.”

Frank Condon turns back towards Escobar and smiles. He says, "Come on Manny, let's go get some breakfast." The wood elf replies, "Sure Frank, Dorita still makes a great Spanish omelet." The two men exit the town hall together, with Escobar's son Enrico and Condon's brother Morgan standing up and joining them.

Once the Condons and Escobars have left the room Isby says, “The vote passes by a count of three to two. Mr. Lumley, how do you vote on this matter?” Burton Lumley says, “I change my abstention to a vote of Yes.” Judge Isby says, “Then the count of the Merchant's Association is now 29 to 28 in favor. We have agreement. We need to continue with the details of the voting process and decisions on the town map, but I think that another short recess is in order first. We will resume in ten minutes.”

 

[Silver Moon]

Chapter Sixty, “Joining or leaving Promise City”, Wednesday, May 31st, 1882, 8:00 A.M.

Alison Caine knocks on Minerva's front door. An apprehensive Nakomo answers the door and begins babbling before Al can even introduce herself. He takes her arm and pulls her inside. "Senorita Minerva came in looking really sick. She went straight to her room without a word. I called out to her a bunch of times but I don't think that she even knew I was here. I keep checking on her but she isn't moving. I told Nanuet that I would take care of her... I don't know what to do. I was going to go get a Doctor but I'm not supposed to leave the house alone and.... Please! Can you help me?" he says. "Sure," says Al a bit hesitantly. "Why don't you show me to her room first of all? Lemme take a look." Nakomo leads Alison to Minerva's room and opens the door. He waits for her to enter.

Back at the town hall, as soon as Isby calls for a break Jake says to Neil, "Overhear this conversation," and gives him a nasty looking grin. He then walks over to Chumbley. "Big happenings Mr. Chumbley, and to think you get all this and a big front page. There is one thing interesting though, when Eaton spoke he said 'yes'. Now you could argue that he was answering Watkins. However, legally, he should have been giving the judge his vote. One could therefore argue that the Vigilance Committee voted four to one in favor of the question of racial rights. Isn't that interesting," Jake finishes and scratches his chin.

"Excuse me," Kate said to Jake and Mr. Cassidy as she got up and hurried over to Pedro with a bright smile. "I'm so happy for you," she said and hugged him. "And Dorita and Sonoma and Mr. Gonzales.... for more friends than I can count."

Pedro seemed to be in shock but pleased. Kate laughed and squeezed his hand before she went to speak to her parents quickly. They were smiling as well, her father saying again how proud he was although Kate knew her own words didn't have much effect today.

During the recess Judge Isby approaches Bill Watkins and asks him to leave. Watkins says, "What? I have a right to be here." Isby replies, "And you forfeited that right when you attempted to begin a brawl inside this room. If you are still here when I resume the meeting I will have you arrested." Isby then walks away. Chester comes up to Watkins and takes his arm. "Mr. Watkins? This way, please." Watkins angrily pulls his arm out of Chester's grasp. "I'm going. Get your hands off me." He marches out of the room.

Emery Shaw, Jeff Mills and Meagan O'Hara each approach and speak to Isby before he heads back up to the stage. After a few minutes Kate saw Emery Shaw speak to Judge Isby. When he was finished Kate approached him and said, "I'm sorry I haven't gotten back to you about the Association. Things have been rather hectic for me this week. I'd like to accept your offer if it's still open."

Shaw replies, "Good, we'll be meeting tonight at 7:30 P.M., I just asked Isby to announce it." Emery Shaw then approaches Jake and says, "Mr. Cook, would your saloon happen to have private dining rooms? If so I would like to rent one for this evening at say 6:00 P.M. or so. And I wouldn't mind if you joined us, as well as any of your friends who were with you on that afternoon in March when we dealt with Bill Claibourne."

Jake replies, "You are certainly welcome to a room at the Lady, I will have it setup. I will charge you exactly what you charged me for a ride back from your ranch. As for myself, I would be happy to be there and I will invite the others from that day as well."

Judge Isby resumes the meeting, stating, "Before I get back to business I have a few announcements. Jeff Mills has asked that anybody interested in joining the Promise City Fire Department should contact him either today or tomorrow at the Lucky Lady Dance Hall and Saloon.

Tomorrow there will be a solar eclipse. Famed Astronomer and Professor Pickering of Harvard is in town and will give a lecture here tonight at 7:00 P.M. for those interested in hearing more about what a solar eclipse is and the best way to observe it. The Sulfur Springs Cattleman's Association will be holding their first business meeting this evening at 7:30 P.M. And the Niles Hoover Memorial School will hold a Dedication Ceremony Friday at Noon at the school's front entrance.

Now on to election issues, Voter registration will begin today once this meeting closes and run until 5:00 P.M. on Sunday, June 4th. Candidate and Party registration can also begin as early as today at the close of the meeting and must be completed by 5:00 P.M. on Friday June 9th. Candidates for office must include a $ 10 filing fee and petition with the signatures of support for twenty-five registered votes. Each citizen may only sign petitions for one mayoral candidate, one marshal candidate and no more than five council members. Political parties require a $ 50 filing fee and must have at least two candidates running for office.

Once registration is completed no new candidates may enter the race although Political Parties may make substitutions up until 5:00 P.M. on Sunday June 18th. The campaigning will last until midnight on Monday June 19th with the election to be held on Tuesday, June 20th from 7:00 A.M. until 5:00 P.M. Winners of the election will be sworn into office and begin their two-year terms of office starting at noon on Wednesday, June 21st."

Isby states, "The final order of business for today is to find out if the various outlying mines, ranches and farms with to be part of the Incorporation community of Promise City. I will ask for Deputy County Recorder Dennis Winston to read the names.

Winston begins "County Records show mining properties in the region under ownership by twenty-two different ownership groups. We were unable to locate the owners of five of these properties and suspect that the owners may no longer reside in the County, however we will continue to seek them out.

Of the remaining seventeen, the owners of four have declined the offer to join the township, those properties being the Goldhammer Mine owned by the dwarf Brill Goldhammer; the Silver Star mine owned by Gary Miller, Stephen Wicks, Slim Decker and the Hoover Mining Trust; the Ordway Mine owned by Jasper Ordway; and the Kort mine owned by the ogre Kort. The owners of the other thirteen should be present today and the names will be read the names in descending order by land size and you can then tell the Judge your answer."

He begins, "Number One, the properties owned exclusively by Hamilton Fisk." Fisk says, "Yes". "Number Two, the properties owned by the Morand-Seawell Mining Company" Michael Seawell says, "Yes". Number Three, the Fisk Mountain Mine owned by Hamilton Fisk, Ralph Elliot, Humphrey Lewis, Torvald MacNaulty and Jacob Cook. Fisk says, "We vote Yes".

Number Four, the Last Ditch Mine owned by Vidkan Gerhardsen and Svein Odinsohn. A dwarf yells out "Yah". Numer Five, the Happy Strike Mine owned by Michael Chan and Krall. An ogre is present and says, "Yeah". Number Six, the Fisk-Seawell Gold Mine. Fisk again says, "Yes" "Number Seven, the Thibault Mine owned by Louis Thibault." The man says "Oui, Yes." "Number Eight, the Beatrice Mine owned by Dudley Jobin, Paul Messier and the Hoover Mining Trust." Jobin speaks up, "Yep, we're in."

"Number Nine, the Kurtz Mine owned by Jaxon Kurtz". A rough shabby looking man stands and says, "Y'all can go to Hades, I ain't joining' no bunch of Injun-lovers." Isby says, "I'll take that as a 'No', please continue Dennis." Winston’s says, "Number Ten, properties owned by Harry Rote and the Hoover Mining Trust" Harry yells out "Yes". "Number Eleven, the Cunningham mine owned by Ray Cunningham and the Hoover Mining Trust." "The man stands and states "Yes".

Number Twelve, the Walters mine owned by Ned Walters. Harry Rote says, "Ned's not here. He was here for Monday's meeting but had to get back to his mine, he is planning to join. He'll be back in town on Friday afternoon." Isby says, "Fine, we'll confirm it with him them." Number Thirteen, the Sharpaxe mine owned by Eric Sharpaxe and the Hoover Mining Trust." The dwarf stand and says in a Minnesota accent, "You Betcha".

Isby says, "And the Ranches?" Winston begins "County Records show eleven properties in the region being run as ranches. Two of these have declined the offer to join the township, those properties being the Philips Ranch owned by Ned Philips and the Crazy-8 Ranch owned by Claude Buckley. The other nine should be present today and the names will be read the names in descending order by land size and you can then tell the Judge your answer."

"Number One, the Rocking-H Ranch owned by the Morand Family." Forest Morand states "Yes". "Number Two, the Lazy-S Ranch owned by Emery Shaw." Shaw states "Yes." "Number Three, the Bar-W Ranch owned by Anse King." Mr. King says "Yes." "Number Four, the Thayer Ranch owned by Nicholas Thayer." Thayer states "Yes." Number Five, the Perez Ranch owned by Ricardo Perez. The half-elf says, "Yes". Number Six, the Circle-R ranch owned by Calvin Oldfield. Oldfield says, "Yes"

Number Seven, the ranch owned by Katherine Kale, Sonoma Figures and Nanuet." "Yes," Kate answered confidently, feeling much better about joining the town knowing that both Sonoma and Nanuet would be able to vote in their new town. Winston continues, "Number Eight, the Rattlesnake Ranch owned by Denny Garuin" The man says "Yes". Number Nine, Pete's Ranch owned by Flint Greymountain." The dwarf says "Yes".

Isby says, "And the farms?" Winston begins "County Records show six properties in the region being run as farms. Two of these have declined the offer to join the township, those properties being the Tunks Farm owned by Ken and Rhonda Tunks and Sunset Farm owned by Kansas Clem Hawkins. The other four should be present today and the names will be read the names in descending order by land size and you can then tell the Judge your answer."

Number One, the Green Valley Farm owned by the Greene Family. Number Two, the Soares Farm owned by Garcia and Felicia Soares. A female wood elf stands and says, "Si, Yes". "Number Three, the Pine Creek Farm owned by Greg and Violet Walker." A man rises and says "Yes". "Number Four, the Covington Farm owned by the Covington family." A man rises and says "Yes".

Judge Isby says, "Very well, a map will be drawn up showing the new boundaries of the town. Mr. Winston, where possible include on the map any unowned land between and connecting these various outlying properties. At such a time when the land is purchased the new buyer can make a determination then if they wish to remain."

Isby looks up towards the audience, pounds his gavel and says "Public Notices with ongoing information regarding the election will be posted on the doors of this building and the Arizona Territorial Office as well as being printed the Promise City Mirror newspaper. I call this meeting adjourned." Tomlinson and Winston then begin taking voter registrations with their priority being the outlying miners, ranchers and farmers who want to head back to their property.

Kate spent just a couple minutes in the hall talking to some of the other members of the Merchant's Association, then to her parents before she hurried over to her school. She hoped more of the human children would come, and that those who had come yesterday would return.

Her shining face told the story of the meeting without her having to interrupt the classes already underway and she got down to a very pleasant day with her students and fellow teachers. When the children went happily out into the sunshine at the end of the day and the teacher's waited for the Committee for Racial Equality to arrive. Kate notices that young Burt Hoover is now enrolled in the school. They are split into the three groups, with Ginnie currently acting as the facilitator of the most advanced in Kate's absence.

She greeted Burt, making sure he was settled into his new class. While she did that she kept an eye on Ginnie, seeing how she did as the leader rather than a student. After a minute or so she relieved her so Ginnie could go back to her own studies and continued the lesson.

Ginnie quickly rattles off the information that has been covered and hands Kate a piece of paper. The paper is covered with quick sharp strokes listing which questions and answers had been covered the student that had provide answers and notes on which students had difficulty or seemed uncomfortable with their answers or the subject and which seemed to have more advanced information on the topic. She then goes into the corner with her astrology text and a group of world maps she has been notating on and seems to shut out the rest of the world.

Kate looked over the notes, noting that Ginnie made much better notes than she herself did. She watched Ginnie for a moment, reminded that she hadn't yet talked to the Professor about talking to the students. Since the eclipse was tomorrow it was probably already too late, but she'd be sure to ask him tonight and remind parents that he would lecturing in the town hall at 7:30.

After the meeting, Chester seeks out Zach Morand. "Morning, Zach. How're my people doing with the silver runs. I haven't heard of any trouble on the route, but I wanted to check." Zachary says that things are going fine thus far. They are only just starting to get ore from the first mine up near Dos Cabezas. He also adds that the new daily stagecoach run they are making to Wilcox will work in their favor, as it travels within a mile of the mine and has already helped with getting workers to and from town.

Chester replies, "Sounds good. So, who are you supporting in these elections?" Zach says, "Too soon to tell. My brother is one of the leaders of the new Cattleman's Association. I'll probably go along with whatever slate of candidates they decide to support." Chester nods and says, "I expect most people will vote for who they know. Thanks, Zach. I'll see you around." Zach tells Chet to have a good day. Jake runs into Chester and tells him about the 6:00 P.M. dinner meeting with Shaw at the Lucky Lady.

After the meeting Jake takes Ruby to the stage to see her off properly. After the knock on the door and Jake’s departure, Ruby snuggled on Jake’s side of the bed and dozes on and off for about an hour, surrounded by his lingering scent and warmth. She is content from her time with Jake and finally content in her heart that she is doing the right thing in the right way. Time passed and Ruby finally gets out of bed and dresses. She checks her bag a final time and drags it down into the foyer.

When Jake returns from the meeting they share a final quiet meal together before Jake walks her to the stage. As her bag is being loaded Ruby grasps Jake tightly in a hug. She doesn’t want to let go, her arms unwilling to listen to her head. She raises her face to look Jake in the eyes. She rests a couple of fingers on his lips to quiet him.

“I just want to say something to you before I leave. You know how much I love you and what you mean to me. After everything we’ve been through, nothing can break our bond or change how I feel about you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I won’t ever forget it. And I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t think it was the best thing for all of us.”

She pauses briefly. “I won’t be far, if you need me or even if you just want me, you know where I’ll be, so send for me and I’ll return. I’ll try not to be gone too long, I’m sure I won’t be, I just can’t seem to stay away from you.” She smiles up at him then replaces her fingers with her lips, kissing him long and soft, committing every second of him to her memory. "If you miss me just look up at the stars, for I will be looking up at them and thinking of you and our certain love too. That will always be true Jake."

Before Jake can speak and change her mind, she lets go of him and hurries onto the stage. She quickly takes a seat and tries not to cry. As the stage drives off she hangs out the window, waving and blowing kisses, and calls out one final “I love you baby!”

Once the stage is out of view of Jake she leans back in her seat and gets as comfortable as she can. She keeps herself from looking back on Promise City, only looking forward to what she has to do now, not letting herself imagine that is the last time she will see her lover and best friend, Silver Jake Cook.

Jake then spends most of the late morning and early afternoon catching up on sleep he missed. He makes arrangements for the dinner meeting as Shaw requested and notifies the others of his friends that are still in town of the invite.

Kate got back down to her work, and when 3:30 came she got he chairs from her kitchen table to give the Committee for Racial Equality somewhere to sit when they arrived. All five men arrive promptly at the appointed hour. It is obvious that Neil Cassidy is the ringleader of the group and the other four take their cues from him. They then sit down and each formally introduce themselves to the teachers, explaining what they each do in town.

Kate listened attentively to each man even though she knew most of their work already. She introduced Mrs. O'Hara and Mrs. Caudell for those who hadn't already met them, then got down to business. "I know I've said it before, but I'd like to thank all of you again. You've made far more possible here than I could have done running the school for tuition, and you've given us the chance to properly honor a friend. The sign and the dedication ceremony are sure to be wonderful.

We made our arrangement in haste, so there are a few things we need to iron out. One being how much direct involvement in the school the committee wants to have, and another being a fair salary for the teachers here." Cassidy says, "It's your school, I see our involvement as being financial in nature." Travis Calhoun says, "I don't know much about teacher's salaries, what would you suggest?"

Mollie Caudell spoke up and said, "Well, back in South Carolina where Nate was teaching an experienced teacher made upwards of 40 dollars a month. Some places it's less, some more." "We don't expect to earn what a very experienced teacher would, of course," Kate said, picking up the discussion. "And we don't want to bankrupt you gentlemen. I believe we would be satisfied with a salary of 35 dollars a month each."

Neil says, "That sounds reasonable. I would suggest that we get together one night a month for a board meeting. You could update us on how the school is going and review expenses." Roger Fly says, "We can use the dining room at my boarding house for the meeting, we'd just have to have it after the boarders have finished their evening meal. We could even make it a dinner meeting for us if you'd like, I'll just get Janet to make more of whatever she is cooking."

"I believe Mrs. Fly is expecting Ginnie and I for dinner some night soon," Kate said with a smile. "A dinner meeting once a month sounds fine. Let's consider today the first meeting and schedule the next a month from now. I'll get a ledger started so we can keep track of what money goes out and what for. Since the school is already set up, expenses shouldn't be too much here at the start. I did lose a good number of books in the Tombstone fire that will need to be replaced.

And speaking of eating... Hannah Milford suggested she could provide lunches for us as she does for other businesses. What I'd like to do is rotate between places and build good will for the school by patronizing the town's restaurants. Would you consider that under expenses?"

Travis asks Roger, "Couldn't Janet cook them lunch, you're right next door and she'd be cooking any way." Fly says, "No, our boarding house only provides breakfast and dinner for the boarders, Janet doesn't cook up a lunch." Neil says, "Then I think that a lunch rotation among the places in town is a good idea."

Rufus Davis says, "I would suggest that you start with either the El Parador or Lucky Lady as their chefs could make a variety of both wood Elvan and human cuisine. The lunches would just be for the teachers but they could probably also make a snack or dessert for the students. Getting the students exposed to one another’s cultures should be a goal of the school and finding out what each other likes to eat is a great place to start."

Kate replies, "That's an excellent idea. A snack for the students will help keep them focused instead of hungry, give them something new to try, and be an advantage of putting a child in our school rather than the Vigilance Committee's. I'll talk to Dorita in the next few days. So we'll meet again in a month. If the day falls on a weekend I suggest we then push it back to the following Monday. Also, I'd like to suggest making payday every other Friday. Is there any other business?"

That covers the business and the men head out. "That went very well," Mollie comments. Kate answers, "I think so. We might have been able to get a little more in salary, but I wasn't lying when I said I didn't want to overburden them. The salaries along with the lunches and supplies will be a large expense that I don't think they imagined footing when they created the committee. Things are going better and better." After school was over Kate went over to the El Parador to spend the hours with her family.

Chester's day is going rather quietly until Mitch Berg catches up with him at around 4:30 P.M. and says "Come with me, we have a problem." Chester trails Berg. "What's going on, Marshall?" "Follow me Chet." The two of them head west on South Street, going behind Rudy Baines butcher shop and smoke house. They continue past the Lucky Deuce Mine and are heading towards the house owned by Sam Slade. Berg then directs Chet towards an alcove in the hill where a pair of men are standing over a body. The two men are Deputy Marshall Eduardo Rodriguez and town undertaker Richard Lester.

The body looks familiar to Chester but he can't place the name. The cause of death is rather obvious as the man's throat has been slashed. Lester says, "I'd say it happened between one and two hours ago." Berg says, "Okay, that gives us something to go on." Chester says, "This guy looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen him. Is he a miner?"

Berg says, "No, a rancher. His name is Claude Buckley, owns the Crazy-8 Ranch around ten miles northwest of town. He was in the front row of that lynch mob last weekend. Nile's dropped him with that first shotgun blast which hurt Buckley pretty bad. It took Doc Eaton over two hours to get most of the shotgun pellets out of the leg and for a while he thought he'd have to amputate it."

Chester says, "Now I remember him. He also decided to not join the town. Damn. I'll go tell his family." Berg replies, "I don't think he had any." Dick Lester says he has to go get his hearse wagon. Once Lester is out of earshot Berg says, "Look, I know you didn't have anything to do with this Chet but I have to ask anyway, where were you between one and two hours ago?"

Chester takes off his hat and scratches his head. "Me? I was in my room at the Lucky Lady going over payroll for my mine security operation. Then I came downstairs to have a drink when you found me. Who do you think did this? This could be trouble. If people think that he was killed over the riot or not joining the town, then things will get sticky." Berg answers, "That's what I'm worried about."

Chester searches the area for clues or tracks. He finds three sets of tracks other than his and Berg's. He concludes that one is Dick Lester's. Another is the size of a woman's shoe which go to and from a nearby house over on South Street. He tells that to Berg who say "Those are Lila Singer's, she's the one who found the body and reported it to me. I don't think she's involved."

He checks out the final set of tracks, which only go one way, heading from the two-story brick building on South Street immediately west of the Singer house. They stop at this point and based upon the boot Chester concludes they belong to the dead man. When Chester tells that to Berg he replies, "That building...that's Hamilton Fisk's House." Berg suggests they try to keep things quiet for the time being, adding “We should plan on riding out to the Crazy-8 Ranch. Too late to do that safely tonight, let’s go in the morning.” Chester agrees.