Way Down South, Almost
Copyright© 2014 by Pappy
Chapter 14
Remember how ‘no good deed goes unpunished?’ Well that applies to intentions, too. I had ordered some of those huge general’s tents along with more supplies and some of those new .45 cal Colts and Winchester Rifles in .45 cal center fire
Mr. Jenkins had that, plus other things Miss Sue had ordered, some for here some for townsfolk, and some for Waco. After unloading some of the things in town, one wagon went on to Waco, and three others were destined for our place. Miss Sue took it upon herself to head out to the ranch with the drovers, as Mr. Jenkins wanted to see Waco for himself, and see if there was anything there to warrant an actual store yet, so on he went to Waco.
Ya’ll have heard the story about ‘curiosity and that cat, ‘ right? Well, whatever you heard was an understatement. When Miss Sue pulled in, Sgt. Williams and Ma greeted her. Sgt. Williams, bless his soul just smiled. It was Ma who lit the fire by saying, “If you want to see J D, they are out behind the stable with Riga.”
“They?’ Miss Sue asked.
Without much hesitation Ma said, “J D and his wives...” then her face turned red.
Sgt. Williams spoke up, “I’d better take you back, Riga don’t take kindly to strangers.” What he really meant was that he did not know how Soaring Eagle and Miss Sue would take to each other. He never expected that Miss Sarah would be joining that fray, Ma already knew, before anyone else. Remember who ‘ruled’.
Soaring Eagle and Miss Sarah had, unbeknownst to J D, reached an agreement of sorts. One that made sense to both of them. They would both be wives, number one, and number 2, and had been spending a lot of time together, discussing how to break this new arrangement to J D. Miss Sarah was teaching Soaring Eagle English, and vice versa. Even back then women ‘ruled the roost.’ If a man was smart, his only comment should be that infamous, ‘Yes, Dear.’
Looking back, I guess there could have been a more opportune time to tell J D what his wives had decided. Putting his arms around them and kissing each of them, sort of took that fuse and lit it. When she saw it, Miss Sue was like that keg of black powder: she exploded!
Sgt. Williams made a valiant effort to stop Miss Sue, but it was worse than trying to catch a greased pig in some contest. A scream ... no, more like the wail of a banshee was heard, as Miss Sue lunged at the three of them.
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