The air had a sweet odor about it; it took his mind back to his childhood home. He held his horse at a stand still, as he took in the air, his mind faded in and out of memories of old. As he did so a small smile turns the corners of his mouth. But his mind soon came back to the present, as the wind had changed and the odor was gone. A sad line took the place of the smile. The sound that came from his mouth, sounded loud even to him. “Hell that was a long time ago.” He give a hard jerk on the bridle and headed the horse off the side of the road, and took the trail that lead into the under brush and the coolness of the trees.
He had taken this trial many times before, to many times he thought to himself. He needed a new way in. He had been riding about an hour when he heard the faint sound of running water. The sound became clearer as he rounded a bend in the trail that opened into a small clearing. He recognized the three horses that were tied up at a small bush. He called out “Jesse,” “Who’s there,” he answered, “Henry, Henry Miller.” A response came. “Come down but slowly.” He headed for a small opening in the brushes and went through. The first thing he saw was Jesse sitting with his legs crossed by a small fire, and a gun lying in his lap. Jesse after seeing that it was Henry put the gun away. Henry said, “I Thought I saw two other horses?” Jesse called out, “Its ok.” Henry turn to a sound, behind a large bolder near the creek, out step Frank, from the other side step John.
After the four men became comfortable around the fire Jesse asked. “Been a while, what’s up? “ Henry answered, “Nothing much I though I’d take the Chalk bluff trail down to Boydsville.” Jesse asked, “Thinking of stopping at the boarding house? “ A small smile came to his face as he asked, Henry saw the smile, but ignore it, coming? “Jesse answered, “May nothing happening around here.” ”Henry said, “I was down in Missouri last month. I though I’d take in the fair. But I didn’t get to stay long, too many marshals around, seems the fair got robbed.” Henry saw the smile on Jesses face again, but knew better then to ask, after the small talk had slowed and the fire had burned low. Henry went to his bed roll and lay out. Soon his mind was back to days of old.
Morning found Henry on the trail again. But this time he wasn’t a lone he had his three friends with him. They had been riding about an hour, when Henry began to smell that sweet aroma again, the same smell as the evening before, as they came out from the under brush. Henry saw the main trail, and as they turn on to it. Henry saw what had caused the sweet odor. Off to the side of the trail Henry saw a group of lavender flowers. The flowers were all that was left of an old homestead long forgotten. Henry didn’t stop this time; he headed his horse up the road.
He had taken this trial many times before, to many times he thought to himself. He needed a new way in. He had been riding about an hour when he heard the faint sound of running water. The sound became clearer as he rounded a bend in the trail that opened into a small clearing. He recognized the three horses that were tied up at a small bush. He called out “Jesse,” “Who’s there,” he answered, “Henry, Henry Miller.” A response came. “Come down but slowly.” He headed for a small opening in the brushes and went through. The first thing he saw was Jesse sitting with his legs crossed by a small fire, and a gun lying in his lap. Jesse after seeing that it was Henry put the gun away. Henry said, “I Thought I saw two other horses?” Jesse called out, “Its ok.” Henry turn to a sound, behind a large bolder near the creek, out step Frank, from the other side step John.
After the four men became comfortable around the fire Jesse asked. “Been a while, what’s up? “ Henry answered, “Nothing much I though I’d take the Chalk bluff trail down to Boydsville.” Jesse asked, “Thinking of stopping at the boarding house? “ A small smile came to his face as he asked, Henry saw the smile, but ignore it, coming? “Jesse answered, “May nothing happening around here.” ”Henry said, “I was down in Missouri last month. I though I’d take in the fair. But I didn’t get to stay long, too many marshals around, seems the fair got robbed.” Henry saw the smile on Jesses face again, but knew better then to ask, after the small talk had slowed and the fire had burned low. Henry went to his bed roll and lay out. Soon his mind was back to days of old.
Morning found Henry on the trail again. But this time he wasn’t a lone he had his three friends with him. They had been riding about an hour, when Henry began to smell that sweet aroma again, the same smell as the evening before, as they came out from the under brush. Henry saw the main trail, and as they turn on to it. Henry saw what had caused the sweet odor. Off to the side of the trail Henry saw a group of lavender flowers. The flowers were all that was left of an old homestead long forgotten. Henry didn’t stop this time; he headed his horse up the road.
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The trail was known as the Chalk Bluff trail they had road this trail many times. Jesse spoke up; “Not like the old days.” Henry answered, “No not like the old days, times are a changing.” Jesse said, “About five miles out, we turning off?” Henry answered, “Another mile.” After about an hour the four men turn off the main trial and head for the safety of the under brush. The trail had many twists and turns, they soon came to a small creek, following it they came to some small bluffs. They came to a stop, Jesse said, “Frank, go give it a look.” Frank returned soon and gives his report, “Looks about the same as the last time we were here.” Frank took the lead and headed along the creek. They soon came to a dead end, at the end there was a rock face and within the face was a small cave. This camp had been used by the Indians for many years, Jesse like this camp for the same reason as the Indians had it was easy to defend as there was only one way in. After the camp had been set up, and Henry had rested he got up and took up his saddle and headed for his horse. John spoke, “Going some where?” “Henry answered, “I thought I’d go up to the boarding house and see if I can get any news.” Jesse and the others smiled to each other, Henry saw the looks but said nothing. If it hadn’t been Jesse, Henry would have said something. Henry said I’ll be back in a couple of hours.
Henry headed back the way they came, after a few minutes he turn his horse and cross the creek and headed up a embankment. After reaching the top he came out onto an open field. Henry held his horse still and look across the field, his eyes taking every thing in. Across the field there was another wood line, within the woods, Henry could make out a low glow of light, he knew this would be the boarding house; it would be another half hour before he would reach it. Henry started out slowly for even on a night like this if one moved to fast, they would be noticed, and Henry didn’t want to be noticed just yet.
Henry came up to the back of the house, he held his horse and listen, not hearing anything to worry about he headed for the front. As he came around the corner, he noticed four horses tied up, but as they were still saddled, Henry knew these won’t be boarder’s most likely farm hands coming for dinner. Henry dismounted and took the steps to the front door, he took another listen then took a deep breath and went in Henry let his eyes adjust to the light, as he did so his eyes slowly moved around the room. He had been right, in what would be called the dining room set four men; he could tell that indeed they were farm hands. In the room he was standing was a bar, behind it stood the own, Mr. Owens he knew as he had been here many times.
Mr. Owens spoke, “Mr. Miller?” you need a room? “Henry answered, “Not this time, just came in for some eats. “ He headed for the dining room. Henry had been enjoying his meal, when the sound of the front door opening made him look up. Two strangers walk up to the bar and started talking to the owner. Henry couldn’t hear what was being said, but could see Mr. Owens nod and shake his head once in a while. The strangers finish there drinks, and nodded to Mr. Owens and left. After Henry saw them leave he eased his gun back into the holster.
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He got up and went to the bar, Henry asks as he pointed his head to the door, “What’s up?” The owner answered, “Nothing much that was the marshal from the next county, he was following some men that had caused some trouble in the next county. Followed them over the line but lost their trail, just stop to get a drink before heading back.”
Mr. Owens asked, “Seen Frank and Jesse lately?” Henry eye brow went up, “No, not for a while, why?” Mr. Owens answered, “Oh, nothing, just heard they had some trouble in Missouri and were maybe heading this way.” Henry said nothing; he took another sip of his drink. Mr. Owens went on, “Going to see her?” Her name was June and to Henry she was a fine woman, but in the eyes of the law she was a child. Henry answered, “Could be.” Mr. Owens said, “Well she’s in the back cleaning up.” As he started for the back he knew he should be heading back to camp. There was a curtain across the back door way leading to the kitchen, he pull it a side and step in.
June was standing before a wash basin, washing the last of the dinner dishes. Henry stood there watching her work. Henry thought how pretty she looked even as she worked. He took her all in, she stood about five feet seven inches, and a hundred ten pounds, she had hazel eyes and a full mouth, her hair was brown and ran to the small of her back, in the sun it would have shades of red but now, was up in a bun. Henry gave a slight cough, Upon hearing the sound June turn, and as she did her eyes open wide, “ Henry!” your back. She was so excited she all most dropped the plate she was holding. She sits it aside and ran to Henry and threw her arms around his neck and covered his face with kisses. Henry could feel a firmness growing within, and was embarrassed by it, but June gives no sign of noticing it. Henry asked, “Care to take a walk?” She answered, “Yes but let me finish first.” After finishing she went to the curtain and called out. “Mr. Owens, be back in a little while.”
June and Henry went out the back and started down a path that lead to a spring. Henry took her hand in his and in doing so he felt a shudder go through her, Henry could feel that firmness again. They soon came to a spot that June used many times. June asked, “How you been Henry? “ “Oh just fine.” then she asked, “How long can you stay?” “About three days?” Henry was getting an uneasy feeling, for Henry didn’t like to give out information about himself or his business not even to June. Henry went on, "Three days or less; Have to be in Kansas City before the end of the month". June said, “Kansas City, oh how I would love to go there some day.” June couldn’t see the frown on Henry’s face. Henry said, “Oh you wouldn’t like it to many people and besides you would get lost.” Not if you were with me? “Then June put her head on his shoulder, Henry turn and gives her a passionate kiss, the firmness was still there. On their return walk back to the house, Henry was more relax then he had been for a very long time, after June walked Henry to his horse. Henry throws himself into the saddle then bent over and gave her a good night kiss. June stood there till he was out sight.
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After returning to the house Mr. Owens asked: “Have a nice walk?” “Yes! “ Mr. Owens went on: “I don’t know if I like him or not.” June asks: “Why not? “ Mr. Owens said: “Will for one what’s he do for a living? No one ever seen him work, at lest not around here, so where dose he get his money? “June said: “He told me he was a businessman. “ Mr. Owens said: “That could be, for his hands tell me he never done a hard days work in his life.” He went on: “I know he’s a man you won’t go to cross. June asked: “What makes you say that? “It’s his eyes, I’ve met a lot of hard men in my time and they all had the same eyes. “ June put an image of Henry in her mind; He stood six feet tall, a hundred and eighty pounds had black wavy hair and dark brown eyes, his face tan from the sun and on his upper lip rested a full mustache, and June like the image. June asked: “What about his eyes.” Mr. Owens went on; “They look right through you, it’s like when he’s looking at you he doesn’t see you at all.” He went on; it gives a man a chill to look into them, some man call them died mans eyes.” June said: “Mr. Owens how silly you are.” Then June said good night and headed for home.
After returning to camp he told Jesse and the others the news. As Henry was getting ready to lay out for the night, Jesse came up and said: “ Frank, John and I think it would be best if we left the county, maybe head for Tennessee, what about you? “ I have business here it’ll take few days, I can’t leave till then.” Henry had just laid down when Jesse said: “Will? “ Henry asked: “Will what?” Henry knew what was coming. “Will was she there? “ Henry could see a smile on Jesse face from the light of the fire. Henry hated being made fun of and said so this time; “Even the great Jesse James can carry a joke too far.” Jesse could see that Henry was half up and he still had his gun on. Jesse could see into Henry’s eyes and thought it was time to put an end to the joke at lest for now and said so; “Ok, Ok I’ll put a hold on it.” As Henry lay down for the last time, he to had a smile on his face, but no one saw it.
The next morning found the men back on the Chalk Bluff trail again. Henry asked Jesse: “Coming into town? “ Jesse thought about it then decided, Jesse knew this trail was the only way in or out and if something was to happen they would be cut off from an escape. He said: “No we’ll back track a way’s then cut across. “ Henry said his good bys and headed for Boydsville. On entering Boydsville he could see the entire town it was laid out on both sides of the road. The town consisted of a Blacksmith and stable, one saloon that was part hotel, two general stores one housing a small post office, one newspaper and a small feed store. At the end of town was a jail, but is never used as there was no law in town and hasn’t been sense the war. He road up to the saloon and went in, he passed the bar and went to a corner that held the post office. If you could call it that, as he step up to the half door the bartender came. “Well” Henry asked, anything for Miller, Henry Miller “The bartender bent over and came up with a sack half full of mail. Henry went out to his horse and tied the sack to his saddle, then walked over to the Newspaper office. When entering the editor stood up and said, “Mr. Miller “then walked over to the corner and pick up a bundle of newspapers and sit them down before Henry. The editor said, “I’ve been saving them like you asked.” Henry thanks him then paid. After putting them in his saddlebags he started for Knob a town about three miles away, at Knob he repeated the same routine then started back for camp.
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After setting up camp, he went and got the sacks of mail and newspapers, then sat before the fire and began to read. As he read he would from time to time place a letter under a rock as not to be blown away in the wind, the others he toss into the fire to be carried to the heavens. When he had finished he got up to stretch and relieve himself, then he came back and started reading the newspapers, as he read he would now and then tear a piece from the paper then toss the rest in the fire. Now that he had finished his business here it was time to leave. He decided to leave for Paragould in the morning; he took out his watch and saw that it was still early. He thought it best if he would see June now then later; he knew she would be unhappy, on his leaving so soon.
June was working in the kitchen will she worked her thoughts were of the last time she seen Henry. June also kept thinking on what Mr. Owens said about Henry, she couldn’t see it, maybe because she was in love with him, and thought him with her. June wanted to leave this place and see other places, like St. Louis and Kansas City. She couldn’t understand why Henry was so reluctant to take her along; after all she was a woman of fourteen and had as much to offer as any other woman maybe more. Junes thoughts were broken by the sound of a horse coming up to the back of the boarding house, June went to the window and look out, her heart skip a beat, she ran for the door.
Henry came up to the back of the house and as he did so a blur came out the back door. Henry was almost pulled off his horse, all Henry had time to say was; “Hold on girl, hold on, let me get down.” Henry dismounted, as soon as his feet hit the ground, June ran and threw her arms around him saying, “Oh Henry I been thanking of you all day.” and he said, “And I of you.” Henry pulled her arms free and asked:” You got anything good for a hungry man to eat? ” June laugh took hold of his hand and headed for the backdoor.
June and Henry didn’t say much to each other during dinner, June could see a far away look in Henry’s eyes, she knew although he had said nothing, that he was leaving. After he had finish he pushed his chair back and asked, “Care to take a walk? “ “Yes “Henry took her hand as they walked the path that he had road in on. They walked till they reach the top of a hill that came out in an open field, as they sat the sun was just going down. June could see colors of blues and shades of pink and purples, it was a beautiful sunset however she saw no beauty in it this night.
The next morning found Henry on the trail again this time he was heading for Paragould, there he would take a train to Kansas City. Upon arriving at Paragould, he went to the train station and purchase a ticket for Kansas City then made arrangements for his horse. After all the arrangements had been made, he headed up town.
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Henry had been in Paragould many times before so he knew were the Post Office was, upon entering he went up to a window and handed the clerk some letters, as he turn to leave he saw some wanted posters. As he look them over, he saw Jesse, Frank and John’s pictures, as he look upon the faces of his friends a smile came to his face. After leaving the Post Office he headed for the Newspaper Office his new destination.
When leaving the News Paper Office Henry carried a small stack of papers. Now that his business was done he headed back for the station. On board the train he found his seat, soon the country side was passing by. Henry thought back to that last night with June. June had asked, “Oh Henry, take me with you.” Henry said, “I can’t maybe some day I can but for now I can’t.” June said, “You say you love me, but I can’t be with you.” Henry was careful in is answer, “I have business to take care of and things to straighten out, things you would not understand.” June said, “I don’t care I just went to be with you.” Henry said, “I would take you if I could, but I can’t let’s, not argue, for it won’t change anything you can’t come. Now let’s enjoy the time we have left together.” There was little said between them, as they walk back to the boarding house. After reaching the house June gave Henry a kiss and ran through the backdoor with no goodbye. Henry mounted his horse, as he turn to leave he could hear crying coming from the other side of the door. He stood there trying to decide if he should go to her, but it won’t change any thing, he curse himself then give his horse a hard kick and headed back to camp.
The shaking of the train brought him back to the present. Henry picked up one of the papers and begins to read, as he read he would from time to time take a book out of his coat pocket and take notes. After finishing he gather all the papers together and headed for the end of the car, there was a door that lead to no where, as he went through he found himself standing on a balcony. He took out a smoke and lit up, while enjoying the smoke he let the wind pull the papers from his hand.
He had been on the train for two days, at the end of the second he had been taking a cat nap when the call came, “Kansas City, Next stop Kansas City.” Henry put on his coat and waited for the train to pull into the station. After arriving Henry went to the ticket Office, after all the arrangements had been made, Henry headed for a hotel as it was too late to start this night. Henry was on the way to the hotel when someone called out “Marshal Miller” Henry turn to the sound of his name, this is the one thing Henry hoped won’t happen, being recognize. Henry said, “Mr. Benjamin “Henry felt a little more at ease, at seeing who it was. Mr. Benjamin was the owner of the Blue Bell a saloon in the town he was heading. Mr. Benjamin Said, “Henry I haven’t seen you around town lately?” Henry answered, “been on court business, how things been in town?” Mr. Benjamin answered, “Fair, although Joseph Johnson has been causing some trouble.” Joseph Johnson was a local trouble maker. Henry said, “I’ll look into it when I return.” All the time they had been talking, they were heading in the direction of Henry’s hotel. Henry said, “Will this is as far as I go this is my hotel,” Henry said as he pointed to the building, Henry said good evening then enters the hotel.
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Soon after leaving the hotel the next morning Henry went to a General store to gather some supplies for his ride. Henry then went on to the stable to get his horse. After entering he gives his name and a worker went to retrieve his horse. When the worker brought the horse to Henry the owner came up and asked, “You have a fine eye for horse flesh, would you care to sell?” Henry answered, “No she a thoroughbred, I would never sell.” “I’ll give you five hundred dollars. “ Henry was getting annoy, when he answered back he look the owner straight in the eye and said in a harsh voice; “I said,” No.” The owner back up and turn away. After Henry left the owner of the stable came up to a worker and said: “Go find Jim and Joe. After the worker left he thought to himself, No man talks to me like that and I will have that horse. Soon the two men were in front of the Owner. “A fellow just left here ridding the finest horses in the county and I want it no question asked.”
Henry was heading in a North East direction he was heading for the town of Merriam Kansas where he was a Deputy Marshal, although he was only a deputy he did more marshaling then the real marshal. If there was any trouble in town he was the first one they look for. Although his life in Merriam was a lie he did enjoy being a deputy marshal there. Merriam was a good size town, it had four saloons, two hotels, a bank and post office and about anything else you would need. Their Jail was bigger then most as Merriam was a stopping off point on the way to the Federal Courts in Kansas City.
Henry started to get an uneasy feeling and didn’t know way, but he had these feelings many times before. Henry started to look for just the right camp site, after a while he found it; it was a spot in the open with a couple of big rocks about ten feet away. Henry knew that being out in the open like this meant if anything was to happen it would be late, and he would be ready.
Henry had laid out his camp, and had just finish dinner. While waiting for the fire to die down Henry finished the last of the coffee, in between sips he had taking out his book from his coat pocket and made some notes. Now that the fire had died down Henry began his work, he had waited for the fire to burn down so that if any one was watching they couldn’t see what he was doing. Henry gathers some rocks and brush and laid them on his bed roll, then covered it with a blanket. He saw this would make a good decoy. Henry went to his saddle and got his shotgun and cocked it now so as not to be heard in the still of the night when he needed it.
Henry put more wood on the fire then got his gun and went behind the rocks to wait. Henry knew building up the fire would be a signal to anyone watching and that he had laid, out for the night. He knew that if anyone was coming they would wait till the fire had burned down thinking he would be asleep by then, and when they did he would be ready for them.
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Joe and Jim kept way behind their prey, as not to be noticed. They were what you would call low life’s they would take any job that would earn them easy money. The stable owner had offered them one hundred dollars to get the horse, and they knew only one way to get it. They had been following Henry most of the day, they were glad when they saw Henry stop to sit up camp, for they to were tired and hungry, but there would be no fire for them, for they couldn’t take a chance on being seen. They watched Henry sit camp, and went about his business, while they sat in the cold and eat their beef jerky. Joe and Jim had been concentrating so hard in what was in front of them, that they almost jump out of their skin when they heard their names being called from the dark. “Who goes there?” the answer was, “Wilson, James Wilson.” It was the stable owner. Wilson came into camp. Joe asked, “What are you doing here? “ Wilson answered, protecting my investment. Jim said, “Don’t trust us? “ Wilson answered: Let’s say I’ll feel better when it’s all over.” Joe had been watching Henry’s camp all this time; he saw Henry’s fire grow larger. Joe said, “He just put more wood on the fire; it won’t be long now let’s get, ready.
Henry had been waiting about an hour, the fire had burned down. He knew if anyone was coming it would be soon. Shortly he heard soft foot steps he became tense. Three figures moved forward one turn and went to towards his horse. Henry saw a shine come off the barrel of the guns from the fire. He was going to let them make the first move. When the shot came, Henry let loose with the first barrel, Joe took it full in the chest, and fell dead. Jim was so startled he couldn’t move, as Henry came around the rock Jim aimed and fired a wild shot, Jim started to run, Henry yelled; “Stop or your dead.” Jim kept going, Henry gives him ten feet then let loose with his second barrel Jim teeter forward and fell dead. Henry now turns his attention to the one holding his horse, Henry said: “Get away from that horse you son-of-bitch.” The figure did as it was told. Henry said: “Come forward so I can get a look at you.” The figure came forward till Henry said stop; “Well I’ll be dam if it isn’t the stable owner,” “What’s your name horse thief.” “James Wilson.”
James Wilson mind was working at full speed. Henry said, “You tried to buy my horse, and when that didn’t you tried to have me killed. I knew I was being followed so I lead you here.” Wilson said, “That’s true, and I will be taking the horse.” Henry asked, “Just what in the hell makes you think your going to leave here with my horse? “ Wilson answered, “Well as I see it that’s a shotgun, two barrels, two body’s and I know you didn’t have time to reload, so I’ll be taking the horse.” Henry asked, “you willing to bet your life on it?’ Wilson answered, “It’s no bet for I’m right, so I’ll be taking that horse now.” Wilson went for his gun; Wilson had been wrong, dead wrong. The next morning found Henry tying the three body’s over their saddles, and then he tied all the horses together, and then started for Merriam.
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Henry brought his horse train to a stop, for he was about to enter Merriam. He started fishing in his coat pockets till he found his deputy badge then pinned it to his vest. Henry never wore the badge outside of town, as it made him an easy target, and it also made it harder for him to move in and around less law abiding citizens. As soon as Henry entered town he started to gather a crowd of curiosity seekers. By the time he reached the Marshals Office a large crowd had gathered. Marshal Bob Weaver came out of the office and asked: “John what we got here?” He answered, “Three, they tried to ambush me, about a days ride out.” The marshal asked, “Know any of them?” He answered, “Just the one on the end his name was James Wilson, he was the owner of a stable in Kansas City, he wanted to buy my horse I won’t sell.” The marshal said, “I told you that horse would cause, you trouble some day.” The marshal saw someone in the crowd and called out; “Hay lee will you take them over to the undertakers and tell him I’ll be by later to make the arrangements.” The marshal said, “ Henry go make out your report while, I go over and wire the marshal at Kansas City and tell him he has one less stable owner, and see if any one will claim the body‘s.” “If not the county will have to pay for the burials.”
Henry had just finished his report when the marshal entered the office. He asked, how was things in Helena?’ Henry had taken two prisoners to the Federal Court in Helena Arkansas; while there he decided to go see June who he had met in Helena. He answered, “I got there ok, no trouble, have to go back next month for the trial.” The marshal said, “Why don’t you go and get cleaned up have some dinner, then you can start your rounds.” Henry asked, “What’s this I hear about Joseph Johnson causing more trouble? “ The marshal asked, “How did you hear about it? “ Oh I met Mr. Benjamin in Paragould; he said something about him causing trouble.” The marshal said, “That’s true and he’s part of the problem, he knows dam will that his wife doesn’t like him messing with those saloon girls.” “Joseph was late for dinner the other night and his wife went over to the Blue Bell, saw him messing with a girl and started a fight.” By the time I got over there nether women had much on, it was the biggest cat fight I’ve seen in a long time.” “ Will Joseph took her home, later there was heard a lot of screaming and yelling going on over there, the next morning he and his wife was seen he had a big goose egg on his forehead and she had a black eye.” Henry said, “One of them is going to kill the other one day.
Henry left the office and head for the Red Pine Hotel where his room was, he went up to the clerk and asked if he had anything, he was given some letters. He went to his room, after cleaning up he went and sat in a chair next to a little stove that was used for heat. He opened the stoves door and began to read, as he did he put them in the stove. After he was done he put a match to them, after he saw they were burning good he shut the stove door and left the room.
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After leaving the hotel he sat on a bench in front of the hotel and enjoyed a smoke and the fresh air if you could call it that as it smelled more like horse sweat then any thing else.
He was still glad to be in town and out of the saddle even if it was for only a little will, after he had finished his smoke he took out his pocket watch and saw it was nine o’clock and time for his rounds.
Henry always starts his rounds from where he is at the time, that way no one knew when he was coming. Henry duty’s on his rounds are to check to see if the businesses doors were lock and look for trouble in general. The town was laid out in an L shape; he was starting on the short side of the L. As he went along he would check the doors of each business some of the businesses had owners living in them and needn’t check them, but would stop long enough to see if anything looks unusual. He would from time to time wake up a drunk and send him on his way. Henry had reached the end of town, now it was time to check out the less respectable part of town. The bottoms also known as the red light district it was just over the towns limit. If the more respectable women of the town had their way it would be ran out of the county. However the men on the town committee felt it was good for the town’s economy, as the women of the bottoms earned their money they would spend some of it in their town for their needs. The bottom was almost a town in it’s self if you could call it that, it was made up of mostly of tents and little shacks.
Henry was on his return trip to town when he heard an argument. As he got closer, he saw it was a man and a woman arguing. She was yelling; “It’s a dollar and a half, and he was yelling back; “Are you nut’s it’s twenty-five cents.” The man hadn’t heard Henry come up behind him, Henry quietly place the barrel of his shotgun behind the man’s left ear and said, “Pay up or go to jail.” He was so surprised he almost shit his drawers. He started to protest but another push of the barrel put an end to it. The man paid and left, after he left Henry saw who the woman was he didn’t know her personally but knew her name. He asked, “Now Elizabeth what the hell was all that about, you know damn well you only charge twenty-five cents.” She answered, “Well I saw you coming and I knew who you were, and I knew if I yelled loud enough you would make him pay and I was right.” She gives him a big grin. Henry said, “Well if you do something like that again I’ll arrest you and put you in jail.” As Henry walked away he too had a big grin on his face.
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The last couple days had been uneventful so Henry took this time to finish up on the paper work. Later that afternoon his attention was drawn to a disturbance outside the office. A crowd had gather, he went to see what was up, as he stepped outside he could see three men on horse’s coming towards the office. As they got closer and Henry got a better look at them he recognizes who they were. Two were marshals and the third he couldn’t believe, it was his friend Jesse with his hands tied behind him. He was pulled out of the saddle and headed in side the office. Once in side one of the men handed Henry some papers and he sign them and handed them back, Henry called for the jailer, as he waited for him, he and Jesse just look at each other with out saying anything. After the jailer came and lead Jesse away, Henry went outside the office and told the crowd to go home and they could read all about it in tomorrows paper, after the crowd left Henry went back in the office. Once in side one of the men handed Henry some papers and he sign them and handed them back, Henry called for the jailer, as he waited for him, he and Jesse just look at each other with out saying anything. After the jailer came and lead Jesse away, Henry went outside the office and told the crowd to go home and they could read all about it in tomorrows paper, after the crowd left Henry went back in the office.
Henry found Jesse in a back cell when he saw him he was pacing back and forth like a caged lion. Henry went up to the cell and said, “Jesse “and he return “John? “ For Jesse wasn’t sure what name Henry was going by now and didn’t want to cause him any trouble. Henry look around to see if any one could hear and said; “The last time I saw you, you were on the way to Tennessee. Jesse said: “We did for a while then went back to Missouri to see the family. Then it started to get a little hot for us so we crossed over into Kansas, got surprised just over the border. It was a running fight for a while then my horse fell out from under me and here I am.” Henry asked, And Frank?” Jesse answered, “Got away, should be gathering some man by now, should be here in about two days.” Henry didn’t like the sound of this, he didn’t want Jesse in jail but he couldn’t let his men tried to break him out either for if they tried he would have to defend the town, and he didn’t went to have to kill a friend and he couldn’t let some of the towns people get killed either. Henry said he would see Jesse later; he had to think this all over hard.
During the rest of the day Henry thought about the problem. He wanted to help his friend, although he was less then law abiding. He still couldn’t let any of the towns people get hurt. Henry went on about his duty’s by mid noon a plan was forming. While on his evening rounds Henry look for the things that would make his plan work. First he needed a horse a good one but it had to be one that won’t be missed till it was all over. As luck would have it he found a horse a block away. It was tied up in front of a saloon called The Watering Hole; it was next to an alley. It belonged to a Mr. Wills, who came to town every night around eight o’clock and stayed till midnight. Next he needed a gun. This problem was solved by seeing some of the drunks on the street; it won’t be hard to get a gun.
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The next day Henry went to see Jesse. Who was about the same as the last time he saw him. They talked about old times and what not, but gave him no hint that he was planning to help him escape. Although more then likely he would figure it out. Later that evening found Henry standing in front The Watering Hole saloon. Mr. Will’s horse was there. Henry untied the horse then slip into the alley then he lead, the horse to the back of the jail and tied it up. Then He came around to the front of jail. Henry started to walk up the sidewalk till he came to a drunk. He tried to ease out the gun but the drunk started to yell. He woke him up all the way and sent him on his way. Henry went on till he came to the second one. This one wouldn’t do either and went on. Henry tried two more times but neither would do. He began to think his planed won’t work.
Then on the fifth one he found his prize. Henry took out his watch and saw it was a quarter to nine. Henry knew he would have to hurry now. He slip back into the alley and almost ran all the way back to the jail. In back of the jail, Henry took the gun and a note that he had written earlier and place them in a bandanna. He climbed onto a rain barrel and places his hand through the window and drops the bundle. Henry couldn’t come around to the front of the jail again. So he headed back the way he came then rounded the corner. Henry started his rounds and would be in the bottoms by nine thirty and in the clear before anything happened.
Jesse was standing at the door of the cell, when he heard something hit the bed. He went over to investigate the sound. He found a bundle on the bed. Jesse untied it, inside was a hand gun and a note. Jesse put the gun in his belt behind his back. Then he seat on the bed and read the note. The note was short. Horse in back, you know what to do. Wait till nine thirty, a friend. Yes, Jesse knew what to do alright. He look at the clock out in the hall, it was almost time. The jailer would be coming at any time, for the last cell check. Jesse heard a key turn in the hall door.
When the jailer came down the hall Jesse was ready. When the jailer was in front of him he said, “I want to show you something,” Then held out the note. Jesse held out the note with his left hand, while his right was behind his back. The jailer said, “Let me see that.” As the jailer came forward, Jesse step back a little. Because Jesse had stepped back, the jailer had to reach in between the bars to take it. As the jailer did this, Jesse grabbed his arm and at the same time, placed the gun under the jailer’s nose. He had a look of surprise on his face, as Jesse said, ““Unlock the door.” He did as he was told. Jesse said, “Now come in.” As he did Jesse tap him behind the ear and put him to sleep.
Jesse step out into the hall and lock the cell door behind him. He started down the hall and as he reach the back hall door. He heard the other door at the other in of the hall open. As a new Jailer started to step out, Jesse put a shot into the door, the jailer jump back. Just as Jesse got the hall cell door open, the other started to open again. Jesse placed two more shots in the door. Jesse had reached the back door; as he turned the key in the lock a shot hit the door. Jesse gives two wild shot and was out the door. Once out side the door he relocks it. Jesse took the back steps two at a time. When he reached the bottom, he went to the horse and as he got in the saddle, a shot passed his ear. Jesse gave his horse a hard kick and headed out into the night.
Henry was making he rounds in the bottoms, he stop and took out his watch and saw it was past nine thirty, it would happen any time now. Henry was on his return when he heard the first shot. He hurried a little faster but not to fast. As he neared the town limits, he heard more shots. He was a block away from the jail, when he saw a dark figure round the corner of the jail. Henry knew the figure could only be Jesse. Jesse came straight at Henry. When Henry saw Jesse heading straight for him he stepped aside. When He passed Henry counted only to three to give him a few yards, for he was in full gallop.
Then Henry blasted away with both barrels, but well over his head as this was for show only. At the jail a large crowd had gather, inside there was a lot of yelling and cussing, and the marshal was doing the most of it. How in the hell did he get the gun.” Then he saw Henry and said, “And where the hell were you?” Henry answered, “In the bottoms doing duty.” “Got back just in time, to give him a couple of barrels. The marshal gave him a look, “No I missed.” “Then Henry asked, “Anyone hurt?” The marshal answered, “No but Pete has a good lump on the back of his head, and the back doors are all shot to hell.” The marshal went outside and faced the crowd. “I need some men for a posse. Within a half hour the posse was gone. Henry knew they were too late for Jesse had too much of a head start. The next morning proved him right, the posse return empty handed. Jesse James was free and running again, Henry smiles to himself.
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The last couple of days were quite, from those when Jesse escaped, even Mr. Wills was happy, he got his horse back. Evidently the horse was so used to coming to town, at the same time every night that he came in on his own. When Mr. Wills came out of the saloon he found his horse waiting for him. Henry was sitting in his room at the Red Pine, reading some letters that he just got. He did as he always did when reading; as he finished a letter he put it in the stove. He was almost done when a letter caught his eye. He looks at the return it was from Boydsville. Now who in Boydsvill know he was here? He opened the letter and began to read. My dear, Henry when are you coming back? My arms ache to hold you once more. The days and nights are so lonely with out you. I hear you are coming this way at the end of the month is this so? Please come soon for I’m not whole with out you, your love, June. P. S. Jesse and frank were in a day or two ago. They look so tired; they said they were cutting over to Tennessee. Jesse said, “If I was to write you, I was to say thanks, what ever that means.” You’re June. This letter Henry didn’t put in the stove, he put in his pocket.
Henry left the hotel and walk up to the Watering Hole saloon. He went inside; Jack the bartender was the only one there. He ordered a drink, and then took a table in a corner and seat with his back to the wall. Jack brought two drinks to the table, he seat one before Henry. Then well holding the other pointed to a chair, Henry give a nod, and Jack took a chair. Henry look around the saloon, it was empty except for Jack and him. Jack saw the look and said, “No one comes in this time of day, won’t get any business till eight o’clock this evening. Then Jack pointed to the shot gun lying on the table, and asked: “I been meaning to ask, why do carry that thing instead of a rifle?” Henry said, “have you tried shooting a rifle while running or hit something in dark?’ Well with this, he patted the gun is point and shoot. They went on with small talk, and then Jack asked: “Did you see Joseph Johnson today?” “No. ““Well I did it looks like his wife Hazel; give her skillet a good workout. Saw Joseph on the street with a good size lump on his forehead.” Henry said: “Damn one of them is going to kill the other, one of these days.”
Henry got up and headed for the office. Because of his work and visitors, it was passed lunch before he got a chance to leave for his lunch. He was headed for the Lunch Box, a restaurant down the street. He was in the middle of the block, when he met up with Mrs. Hazel Johnson. He said, “Good afternoon Mrs Johnson.” She answered, “What’s good About It.” then she asked, “Have you seen that no good husband of mine? “ Henry answered, “No “then tip his hat and moved on. After lunch Henry returned to the office. The marshal being there asked, “You’re leaving at the end of next week? “ Yes have been in Helena on the fifth. “Then said, “I talk to Mrs. Johnson a little while ago, she on the hunt, this could be a long night.”
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Joseph Johnson had been in the Blue Bell most of the evening, and was good and drunk. Joseph was sitting at a table and a saloon girl was in his lap, when a yell went through the saloon. “Joseph Johnson” “Every one turn to the sound. There was Hazel standing just inside the door, with her skillet in hand. Joseph was so startle, that when he jumped up Marylou the bar girl fell to the floor. Hazel Yelled, “I told you what I’d do to you if I caught you in here again.” He answered back, “Now Hazel you know this is no place for you go home. “ Hazel said, I’ll go home alright and you’re coming to.” “ No.” “At this answer Hazel came forward and Joseph back up. As she took a step forward he took one back, soon they were circling the saloon. When she could get close enough, she swung the skillet at him. As she swung Joseph backed up even faster, the race was on. Every one was yelling and laughing and have a good time, at the expense of Joseph and Hazel, on their second time a round the saloon. Marylou some how got in between Joseph and Hazel. Hazel said something to Marylou then Hazel said something back. Hazel took hold of Marylou and the cat fight was on. Benjamin the owner yelled, “Go get the marshal. “
Henry look up at the wall clock, it was almost time for his rounds. He had been going through the Wanted Poster. A lot of the faces he knew personally. He was glad to be leaving, for he was getting the itch to be on the road again. The wind blew some posters to the floor, as the office door flew open. Standing there was one of the bartenders from the Blue Bell. “Marshal you better get over to the Blue Bell and quick.” Henry picks up his gun and headed for the door. “What’s going on over there? “ The bartender answered, “Joseph’s wife found him in the saloon with Marylou. “Henry swore.” “Damn it I know this was going to be a long night.”
Henry stopped at the saloon doors to watch some of the fun. Hazel was just getting off Marylou, neither woman had much clothes left. Hazel got up and turns to Joseph with skillet in hand, as she came toward him. He started backing up, not noticing a chair that got knock over in the fight, and fell to the floor. As she came at him he started to swimming back wards. Every one in the place laughed even louder. Henry stood at the door watching the fun, not knowing it would be all over in a few seconds. No one believed what happen next, they would be talking about it for a long time. Some say it was the drink, others would say he just had enough, no one will ever know. Joseph Stopped swimming, his wife kept coming. Joseph yelled, “Bitch I said I’d kill you one of these days. “ As he said it, he put a shot in between her eyes. Hazel was dead before she falls to the floor. Henry rushed forward and grabbed the gun off the floor where Joseph had dropped it, and took hold of Joseph’s arm and said, “You damn fool you’ve just kill your wife.” Joseph just stood there looking down at his wife’s body dumb founded; well her blood ran into the cracks of the floor. The saloon was all quite now, as most had left. Henry still holding Joseph’s arm and lead him outside, and starred the walk to the jail.
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As they came up to a corner, Henry tripped on the edge of the walk. Joseph took this time to throw himself against Henry and at the same time, Joseph took his gun from Henry’s belt then ran up the alley. Henry composed himself and went low into the alley. Henry took his time for Joseph took an alley that was a dead end, and there was no where to go. He went forward, and then Joseph gave a shot. Henry ducked behind a fire box then called out. “Give it up, there’s no where to go, if you don’t I’m going to have to kill you.” Joseph throws two more shots at him. Henry didn’t wait any longer. He came out from behind the box and gives Joseph two blasts, both hitting him in the stomach that nearly cut him in half. Joseph was dead, Henry turns and walks away. Yes Henry could have taken him in a live but the truth was he just didn’t want to. At Ten o’clock the next morning there was a coroners inquest held; it found that it was a justifiable homicide. Henry was found innocent of any charges.
The days following the killing of hazel had the saloons less then full. Henry took it that some of the men may have guilt feelings and were staying home with their wife’s. But he knows this won’t last long, and soon every thing would be back to normal. That Friday, found Henry putting his business in order. He was to leave on Saturday for Arkansas. At the office Henry was saying, “I should be at the trial for a week, after I was thinking I would take some time off?” Marshal Bob said, “That might be a good idea. There have been five killings in less then a month, and you did four. You know the word is out, and some ass is going to come looking for a repetition.” the marshal went on: “I have more man then I need to look after the town, besides I think you should leave town till it cools off.”
The rounds over, Henry stopped at The Watering Hole, for one last drink before retiring. Jack the bartender poured Henry a drink. Henry look around the saloon it was half empty. Jack said, “Hazel’s killing was bad for business; a lot of men are at home with their wife’s. Hell even the whore’s at the bottoms are hurting. “Henry said, “Things will be back to normal soon.” Jack asked I hear you’re heading for Arkansas, going to stop at Kansas City? ““Yes why? “ Jack answered. “Will a day or two ago two men were in and I hear them talking about James Wilson, you know that stable guy you killed.” Yes what about him? “Jack went on: “Will it seem his brother Walter Wilson now owns the stables and he’s looking for Henry Miller. Says he’s going to kill him for what he did to his brother. ” Henry said, “That so, I’ll keep that in mind, and keep a look out for him.” Then he got up and left for the hotel.
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As the town of Merriam disappeared behind him he looks forward to the new unknowns. The ride that morning was cool and the air fresh, but by noon the air was hot to the point of being unbearable. Henry rode through the afternoon, stopping now and then to refresh himself and his horse from his canteen. Later that day he saw the sun had begun to lower it’s self behind the horizon. He knew the ride was over for this day, and it was time to start sitting camp. Henry went about gathering fire wood, as the nights on the prairie was very cold. That night as he sits by the fire, he took out the letter that he had kept. As he read it, it put a picture of June in his mind and of Jesse too. He would have like to have seen the look on Jesse face when he put those two shots at him. At sun rise Henry was on the trail again. He made good time and before noon he came upon a rise. At the top of the rise he stopped, below he could see Kansas City in the distance; it looked like an island on a sea of green. As the green prairie grass moved in the wind it gave the impression of one being on the sea. Henry took in the view, one last time, and then put it in his mind of memories. As he went over the rise and into the valley he was wondering if death would be waiting.
On arriving into the city he went to the same stables as the time before. When making the arrangements the worker asked for a name, “Henry Miller.” The worker said, “You say Henry Miller.” “Yes why. “ The worker said, “No reason just asking, you horse will be ready any time you would like to pick her up. “ After Henry left the worker ran out the back and headed for a saloon across the street. Sitting at one of the tables, was Walter Wilson, the worker went up to him and said, “ Mr. Wilson a man just came into the stables, said his name was Henry Miller, and looks like the guy you’ve been looking for.” Mr. Wilson said, “You don’t say, go get one of the boys and have him followed and let me know what he dose.”
After leaving the stables Henry went to the hotel and checked in, it wasn’t the best hotel but he wasn’t looking for anything fancy. As the train station, stables and anything else he needed was close by, he didn’t need to go any further into town. All through the late afternoon he felt as if he was being watched. He tried to see the person or persons who may be following him but couldn’t see any one. The stable worker and his pal had followed Henry all after noon, they found he wood be leaving on the eight o’clock train that night. They went back to report to Mr. Wilson who was found in the saloon.
Mr. Wilson asked, “Well? “ The worker answered: “He’s leaving on the eight o’ clock to night, till then he’ll be held up at the hotel. The worker said, “He should be coming after his horse about seven-thirty, we can take him at the stables. Mr. Wilson said, “No I don’t go trouble at the stables, will take him at the train station, there will be few people there and places to conceal our self’s. “ Mr. Wilson went on. “Sam,” He pointed to the worker. “You take the last car and place yourself at the end, and you he pointed to Sam’s pal, you will wait at the other end, and I will conceal myself some where on the plat
from, will have him in a cross fire.”
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Henry left the hotel and headed for the stable, there he paid the worker then took his horse and started for the train station. At the station he made arrangements for his horse, and then went about waiting for the arrival of the train. Henry looked around the platform he saw a few businessmen, women along and some with children. Henry then saw a man that looked out of place, but showed no signs of suspicious movements so he gave little thought to him. Henry thought he saw a red glow from a smoke in among some freight, but lost site of it. He kept looking but didn’t see it again. Then he heard the sound of the train whistle in the far distances. As the train stopped before the platform, he got ready to take the last car.
On entering he took a seat in the middle and laid his shot gun across his lap. As he was getting comfortable, he saw the man that had been on the platform, entering and took a seat near the front door of the car. The first time Henry saw him he had decided he had posed no danger, so he give him no thought this time. While waiting for the train to depart Henry saw a newspaper in the next seat, and reached over to pick it up, as he did so the window he had been sitting next to blow out. Henry fell to the floor of the car, with the ringing from the shot still in his ear. Henry was lying on his back, as he tried to turn to get to his feet he hear movement at the front of the car. As he was still on his back every thing was upside down. He looked to the front of the car he saw the man walking on what look like the ceiling of the car. Seeing the man coming forward with gun drawn, Henry fired while on his back the blast caught him, died center and the man fell from the ceiling dead. Henry got up and started to go look over the man he had just killed, as he turn to do so he felt a blast of air on his neck, he turn just as Sam the stable worker came through the back door with gun drawn, Henry don’t wait, he give him a blast that sent him back out the door. Henry hurried to the back door and saw Sam laying dead on the tracks.
Henry then remembered the red glow he seen among the freight, he jump to the platform and as he did so he saw a dark figure come out from the freight and run up a side street. Henry reloaded his shot gun and hurried after him for the man knew the streets better then Henry and if he got to far a head of Henry he would loss him. Henry had followed the man for two or three blocks then he saw where they were headed, it was the stables. This told Henry that it could only be Walter Wilson the brother of James Wilson.
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He took his time now to catch his breath, as he knew Walter won’t go far. When he came up to the stables door he stopped to listen, but not hearing anything he took a deep breathe, and then charged the doors. Henry hit the ground rolling when he came up he was in one of the horse stalls. As he fell against the stall wall a shot hit it then two more. Then Walter called out. “You son-of-bitch you killed my brother now I’m going to kill you.” Henry needs a better idea where he was so he said, “Your brother was a horse thief, but at lest he faced me like a man, not like a coward as you are.” Henry was watching as another shot hit the wall, he ran up to the next stall well doing so he gave a blast from his gun. Walter knew he was trap there in the back of the stable, if only he could get to the back door he would be free. Walter had ony three shots left he give one towards Henry and moved closer to the door then another, he was within twenty-five feet of the back door. Henry saw Walter make a run for the door; he let him get within reach of the door then gave him a blast from his gun. Walter fell to the ground and as he did so, cried out I’m hit. Henry came up to Walter and look down. Walter looks up at Henry saying “Don’t kill me.” Henry looked down at him and saw the wound and said: “I already have.” Walter look up at him with a funny look on his face then turn his head to the side and fell to sleep in death.
Henry spent the next two hours making out a report for the marshal and answering questions on what happen and why. The train left long ago and there won’t be another till seven in the morning, after he made out his reports he headed back to the hotel. Early the next morning found Henry at the train station talking to the ticket master, he was asking about his horse which was on the train that left with out him. The ticket master told Henry his horse would be waiting at his destination but may have pay a little more for its care. The marshal met Henry at the station; he told Henry that he wired the marshal in Merriam and had gave him a repot on the events here. Henry said, “I take it he wasn’t to happy?” The marshal answered: “To say the, lest. He said it was a good thing you left for the day, after you left two strange came into town asking about you.” He went on. “From all signs they were headed this way.” Henry thought about this, he may not be able to show his face in Kansas for a while. The train had arrived, as Henry was getting on board the marshal said, “Oh by the way your boss says you have made a name for your self, there calling you, shot gun killing Henry Miller.”
“Paragould, next stop Paragould,” the conductor called out. Henry had been on the train almost two days, as he left the train it felt good to have is feet on solid ground again. He went to the stables where his horse was and paid his bill. Then headed for the post office and new paper office, this done he went about gathering his supplies. A day later found him on the part of the Chalk Bluff trail he knew so well. Henry could see the old homestead up a head this told him it was time to leave the main trail, although the sweet odor from lavender flowers did not meet him this time he could still see where they once stood.
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Henry turned off the trail and head for the underbrush; he had been riding for about an hour when he began to hear the running water from the creek up a head. Here Henry took it slow as the trail took a few turns and had blind spots here and there, and as the trail ended in a dead in he didn’t want to be shot before he found out if the old camp was being used. As he rounded the last turn he stood still out in the open so he could be seen by any one in camp and listen for any sound. Not hearing anything that warn him of any danger, rode into to camp and found it empty.
Henry spent the rest of the afternoon setting up camp. Henry had his bed roll laid out and a good fire started as the aroma from the coffee fill the camp a touch of hunger hit him. Henry went over to a pile of wet grass that was all rolled up, and untied it and took out two trout that he had taken from the creek early that afternoon. He took the fish and laid them on a flat stone that was in the fire. As the fish began to cook he went to his saddle bags and took out the letters and news papers that he got at Paragould and began to read.
By the time he had finish half of the letters the fish was done, he eat and then refreshes himself. He began reading the letters again and as always as he finished one he put it in to the fire. As he read he would stop from time to time and take out a note book from his coat pocket and take a note or two. By the time he had finish the letters and news papers it was way after 10 o’clock. It was too late to go see June at the boarding house and as it had been a long ride he decided to lay out on the bed roll, he soon fell to sleep to the sound of the running creek.
The moon was full and bright this night. The moon lit up the open field that led to the boarding house that stood just beyond the tree line on the other side of the field. As one stood there looking over the open field one would think it was lifeless, but if you were to stand very still and look and listen you would find the field full of life. A screech comes from the tree line from the other side of the field and a large shadow glides from the trees into the field hanging in the air a moment then falls to the earth in a ball, a moment later a screech comes from the ground and the shadow jumps into the air and glides back to the trees with it’s prey.
As the eyes get more accustom to the dark more shadows begin to move. As you move across the field your ears are wide open for any sound of danger. Then you almost jump out of your saddle at the sound of hundreds of running feet heading for cover comes to you, as your horse had almost step on a covey of quail. On the far side of the field you notice two shadows one large the other small, running one way then other across the field, then the larger one falls on the smaller one then comes up with it and heads for cover. At the end of field you notice what you thought was a bush get up and head for the tree line. After leaving the field you start moving in and around the trees and soon come to the back of the boarding house. The house still had a few lights on. One window at the back of the house still had light coming from it. From time to time a shadow moved across the window, one could tell from the size of the shadow that the person was young, this could only be June.
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June had been working all day in the kitchen and once in a while she would look out the window then late in the afternoon she saw smoke from a camp fire near the creek across the field. She had a funny feeling all that afternoon she didn’t know just why, but some how she knew that Henry was near. She waited all afternoon and into the evening and he still did not come. June had been waiting a month for his return she had no news from him other then when Jesse and Frank came through a few weeks ago on their way to Tennessee. She had wrote one letter to him but got no return from him. Mr. Owens the owner of the house came into the kitchen and saw June looking out the window and asked, “What you looking at? “ “There’s someone at the camp and I just know its Henry.” Mr. Owens said, “Why don’t you just forget about him, he’ll just break your heart?” “You don’t understand I’m in love with him and him with me.” Mr. Owens asked, “What do you know about love you’re only fourteen? “ “I may be only fourteen but I know as much about love as any other woman.” June looked at the kitchen clock and saw it was after 10 o’clock. She turned to Mr. Owens and said. “It’s too late for him to come to night, but I know he’ll be here some time tomorrow I just feel it.”
Henry woke to find the camp covered in a blanket of dew he site about getting a fire started to take the morning chill from his bones. After breakfast he had decided to ride over to the boarding house to see June but decided it would be better that he take care of his business first as it would take up most of the day, but he would be back in plenty time to see June later that evening. Henry saddled up and headed for the main trail. Henry had been riding for about an hour when he saw a buggy coming down the trail. “Hello “came the greeting. As Henry came up beside the buggy he saw it was Mr. Owens the boarding house owner, Henry said, “Good morning “Mr. Owens said. “So it was you at the old camp site, June said she felt it was you.” He answered, “Yea got in last night.” Mr. Owens asked. “Going to be around long?” “No a day or two have to be in Helena for a trial.” Mr. Owens asked, “You want me to tell June I talked to you?” “No I’ll be down later this evening and I would like to surprise her.” “Well have, it your way.”
Up on arriving at Boydsville Henry went about his business then head for Knob. In Knob he again went about his business but this time he decided to stay a while as he need shells any ways he headed for the general store. Upon entering the store Henry saw a man standing behind the counter. The man turned as Henry entered and up on seeing who it was said, “Will I’ll be damn Mr. Miller, long time no see.” Henry answered as he handed him a list. “Yes it’s been a while, can you fill the list?” The man look over the list then said, “It will take a minute or two.” As he waited he looked around the store on one of the shelf’s a shiny box caught his eye. Henry took the box to the counter and waited. The man brought his order and Henry said he would also take the box.
The man said, “That will be $5.50 with the box.” He asked, “Can you wrap it?” “Yes.” Just as Henry was leaving the man said, “I hear you had some trouble over in Kansas.” Henry turned to the man and said, “What did you say? “ The man turned a little white but went on. “They say you had a little trouble in Kansas all the papers here have stories about it.” “Yea had some people thought it was my time to go, but they found out different and paid the price?” Henry left the man standing there as he went out the door.
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After leaving town he started to mumble to himself, “damn it all to hell.” Now every one in the county will know he was here, for the man at the store was a talker and Henry knew as soon he was out site he would be going all over town telling every one he just seen the great Henry Miller. Henry knew now his time was limited here, for as people found out he was about some cowboy will come looking for him to see if all the stories were true and he didn’t need that kind of trouble just now. Henry didn’t stop again till he reached camp. Henry had left that morning about five o’clock it was just pass four now to early to go to June. Henry went about sitting up camp for the night and got a fire started. After the camp was ready he went to his saddle and got out his mail and papers.
Henry had been reading the stories of his adventures in Kansas. The stories made him out as a cold blooded killer. They have him killing eight to ten men in less then a month. To say Henry was unhappy is to say the, lest. The papers gave the accounts of the killings but not that they came after him first and that he was justified in the killings. Some of the story titles were, Henry Miller kills again, shot gun Miller strikes again. By the time he had finish reading it was after 7 o’clock. He made sure everything had burned in the fire then got up and saddled his horse. Henry went back down the trail then crossed the creek then rode up to the top of the embankment that came out into the open field. By the time he reached the tree line it was about 8 o’clock. He rode in and out of the trees till he reached the back of the boarding house. Henry didn’t stop he went on to the front; there he found three other horses tied up. Before entering he felt for his holster to make sure his gun was free.
Up on entering the first thing he saw was Mr. Owens behind the bar then two farm hands, then he saw another man sitting at a table in a far corner Henry thought he look a little out of place. Mr. Owens asked, “Mr. Miller, what you have? “ Beer, Henry went up to the bar. Mr. Owens asked, “Hungry” Yes.” Henry took a table next to a wall with his back to it. Mr. Owens called out. “June you have a customer out here.” June came through a curtain that leads to the kitchen. When she saw who it was she let out a yell that could be heard in the next county. “Henry it’s really you, I knew it’s was you I saw last night.” “How long, can you stay this time? “ All the while she was asking questions she had her arms wrap around his neck and all the while putting kiss’s all about his face.
Henry finely had to pull her arms away from his neck to get some air. “Hold on girl let me get some air.” June pulled back a little. “Well how long can you stay? “ Henry answered. “I can stay only one more day.” Oh. “ June said in a sad voice. Henry went on. “But I’ll be back next month and I can stay longer. June put on a little smile and asked, Hungry “As a horse, “June turned and went to the kitchen, when she return she had his dinner as she started to leave she asked, “I’ll be seeing you? “He answered, “Yes after I had my dinner. “ June put on a big smile and went back to the kitchen.
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All the while that June and Henry had been talking the stranger in the corner had been watching and every now and then his eye brows went up and his hand played with his gun. Henry hadn’t notice but Mr. Owens had he seen all the signs before and was easing his way around the bar. June just then return from the kitchen she came up to Henry and lean over and kissed him on the cheek and whispered something in his ear and headed back to the kitchen. About this time the stranger spoke up. “So your Henry Miller? “ Henry answered, “Yea, so” “Oh nothing I just thought I’ed see what a real killer look like.” Mr. Owens was out behind the bar now as he had been watching all the while. Ownes seen all this before and knew if he didn’t do something soon it would to late for one of them, as he saw Henry’s eyes grow darker. Mr. Owens had dealt with this kind of trouble in the house before and being a big man as he stood a little over six feet tall and about two hundred and fifty pounds he wasn’t afraid to face any man.
The stranger hadn’t notice Owens coming up behind him as he had been keeping his eyes on Henry. The stranger started to say something but before he could finish he found himself, out of the chair and hanging a foot off the floor. Mr. Owens held the stranger by the base of the neck with one hand and took his gun with the other hand and laid it on the table. Mr. Owens started the stranger for the door; the stranger started to protest but with another squeeze on the neck put a stop to it. Mr. Owens opened the door and said, “I don’t allow any trouble in my house.” Mr. Owens pulled back on the stranger then pushes him head first out the door while saying, “Stay out and don’t ever come back.” After he closed the door he went back to the bar.
Henry looked at Mr. Owens with a little more respect. Henry said, “Thanks but I could have handled it ok.” Mr. Owens answered, “That’s true but I didn’t went any blood on my floors. “ Mr. Owens and Henry look at each other and smile and said noting more. Henry now finished with his dinner gather up the dish’s. He looks at Mr. Owens and said, “I’ll take these to the kitchen.” Mr. Owens gave a nod toward the Kitchen. Henry passed through the curtain and entered the kitchen.
June was working at a table when she heard some one come in as she turn she saw Henry. She ran to him and started given him kisses “Oh how I long to hold you in my arms.” Henry pulls her to him and held her in his arms. He looks down into her face how pretty she was even with the flour on her face. June and Henry did small talk as she work then Henry asked, “I’m going to Boydsville tomorrow on some business how would you like to come?” “Oh yes I would love to come but I don’t think Mr. Owens will let me off? “ Henry said, “Hold on a minute.” He got up and went to the bar.
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“Mr. Owens I need to go to town tomorrow and I’d like to take June with me how about giving her the day off?” Mr. Owens looks at Henry for a minute and said. “I guess it would be ok, yes I’ll work something out with another girl.” Henry asked. “How about the rent of your buggy for tomorrow” “Sure I’m not going to need it.” Henry returned to the kitchen he walk up to June and held her hand. “ It’s all set I’ll pick you up around 7 o’clock, now I need to leave as it’s getting late and you have more work to do.” June pull him to her and give him a longing kiss. Henry pulls her away and he turns and headed for his horse.
Henry weaved in and out of the trees as he headed for the field. He came out into the open field, but as the moon was full he decided not to cross the field as it would make him a good target out in the open. Henry knew that the stranger may still be a round so he decided to follow the tree line instead it would take a little longer but it would be safer.
After reaching camp he restarted the fire and laid out his bed roll and let the fire warm the roll. Henry set by the fire thinking about the events of the evening. The stranger cause him some concern for where there’s one there be another. Henry felt sorry for June for she had waited for over a month to see him and then only got to see him for a few hours but he would he would make it up to her tomorrow for they would spend the hole day together. Henry started to nod off so he crawls into his bed roll and was soon fast a sleep.
Henry was up early the next morning and had his breakfast, after eating he made sure the fire was out. He saddled his horse and head for the boarding house he reach the house at seven on the dot. He found June waiting for him how lovely she looks in her sun dress.
“Good morning.” “I’ll go hook up the buggy.” When he came back with the buggy he tied his horse on to the back of the buggy. He asked, “Ready?” He held out his hand to help her up. She handed him a basket and blanket, he gave her a questioning look. She answered his look. Lunch, they drove out to the road and headed for town. They had been riding a while when June said, “Mr. Owens told me what happen last night, Henry you got to be more careful.” All he could say was. “I will be.” After a while June asked, “Henry did you do all the things the paper said? “ If it had been any one else he wouldn’t have answered, but for her he did. “Yes and no what I did was in the line of duty, I gave each a chance to give up they just didn’t take it.” They rounded a bend and came into Boydsville.
Henry drove down Main Street till he came to the post office where he tied up. “I’ll be back in a minute.” Henry went inside and mailed a few letters and asked if he had anything, having nothing he headed back to the buggy. Their next stop was the news paper. He went in side and told the man behind the counter he wanted to take out an advertisement. After making out the advertisement and paying the man Henry headed back to June. Henry said, “Well May business is done, would you care to take a walk around town? “ June answered, “Oh yes I would love to. “
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The town was small no more then seven or eight stores in all. As their walked up the sidewalk June would stop at each store and either look into the window or the door way. When they came to the general store they went in side. June looked at every thing with wide eyes, she look at every shelf then he heard her say. “Oh how lovely.” Henry went to see what she was looking at; it was a silver brush and comb set. He took a look at the price tag; it read a dollars and seventy cents. He asked if she would like to have the set. “Oh yes but I can’t afford it.” Will I can and I would like you to have it.” “ But I can’t expect it, it’s too much.” “ I will not take no for an answer,” and with that he took the set to the counter and asked for it to be wrap.
After paying they headed for the buggy. Henry said, “It’s time to leave.” Henry held out his hand and helps her into the buggy then headed out of town. They had been riding a couple of hours when Henry asked, you getting hungry “Yes I am.” Henry started looking for a good place then he saw a tall shade tree and pull over. He helps her spread out the blanket then she laid out the basket containing cold chicken and some apples and to drink was warm beer for Henry and water for June. After they enjoyed their lunch June laid her head in Henry’s lap. He started to play with the curls of her hair and she was soon fast a sleep. Henry let her sleep for about a hour then woke her up and told her it was time to go. All the way back June had her head on his shoulder. Upon arriving at the boarding house Henry put the buggy away. Henry brought his horse around; June went up to Henry and asked, “Will I see you to night? “ How about eight?
Henry entered the boarding house right at 8 o’clock, upon entering Mr. Ownes look up and said. Good even Mr. Miller, what would you like? Beer, Henry asked, “June about” Mr. Owens answered, “Yes she’s in the back.” Henry took his beer and went towards the kitchen. When he entered June turn and gave him a big smile and came up to him and gave him a light kiss and asked, You hungry “Yes. “ June nodded to a small table in the corner of the kitchen. As June went about getting his dinner she told him how much she had enjoyed the trip to town and their lunch together. Henry also told her how he had enjoyed the day and how it was more enjoyable with a beautiful woman beside him. June like being called; a woman and not a girl, for that’s how she felt. While Henry ate his dinner June asked, “You’ll be leaving tomorrow morning? “ “Yes I have to be in Helena the day after tomorrow.” Then she asked, “Then what?” “I have some business in Oklahoma it’ll take about a month, and then I’ll head back this way.” After he had finished his dinner June took away the dish’s. She said little while she washed the dish’s. Henry got up and said he had fore gotten something and would be right back. When he returned June had just finish the dish’s. He took her by the hand and led her to the table. “I know your birthday is next month and I won’t be here so I’ed like you to have this now.” With that he took out the package and laid it before her. “Oh Henry may I open it now?” He gave her a smile and a nod. She opened it and found a silver music box in side. She said, “Oh how beautiful. “ She started to cry.
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Henry took the box and turn the key then open the box lid as he did so a waltz started to play. He took her by the hand and asked, “May I have this dance? “ He pulled her to him and they started to move with the music. After the music stop he turn the key one more time and asked. “One more?” she said nothing but pulled herself closer to him. When the music stops for the last time he bent down and gave her a longing kiss. Henry asked, “Care to take a walk? “ He led her out side to a full moon and head for the creek. After they return he told her it was time for him to go.
Henry went out into the main dinner room Mr. Owens was still behind the bar “leaving? “ “Yes but I’ll be back next month.” “I went to thank you for taken June today she been on cloud nine all afternoon.” Henry said, “Believe me it was my pleasure.” Mr Ownes said, “You know June will be fifteen next month have any planes? “ Henry was careful when he answered, “As of now no but any planes we have will be between uses.” Mr. Owens answered, “Don’t take offence I just don’t what to see her get hurt.” Henry said, “I’ll do my best to see that doesn’t happen.” “That’s all I ask,” Mr. Owens asked, “One last beer?’ Henry said, “Why not a short one.” As Henry was finishing up Mr. Ownes said. “I hear that stranger is still about and he’s not to happy about what happen here the other night.” Henry said, “I’ll keep a look out, see you next month.” With that said he went out the door. As he was about to mount his horse June came running up to him she put her arms around him and gave him a long kiss. “I love you so. “ He mounted his horse and headed for the trees. June stood there till she could not see see him any more.
A day and a half later found Henry entering Helena. Helena was a large town it was where the Federal court was held for the eastern half of Arkansas. Henry hated large towns there was always trouble to be found if one was looking for it. He rode through town and found the stables after taking care of his horse he headed towards the court house. He was within a block of the court house when he came to the Black Walnut Hotel. He went in and took a room it was a higher class hotel then he normally stayed at. When he had entered the hotel he saw how it got its name every thing was covered in walnut. After taking his room he went back out side to look over the town. Henry stood in front of the hotel watching the people coming and going about the business. He started up the walkway and from time to time he would stop and look in a store window or just to look about. He saw a lot of lawman in town but he knew there would be as there were a lot of trials being held this week. He had walked two blocks when he came to a saloon called the Black Dog.
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He entered the saloon and went up to the bar and ordered a beer then took a table next to a wall and sit with his back to it. He had just finish his beer when a shadow covered the table, he look up and saw a man standing before him. Henry new the man although he hadn’t seen him in a long while, Henry said, “John long times no see.” John was also a marshal from Kansas. John said, “Henry, what brings you to the big city? “ Henry answered, “Court case starts tomorrow. “ Same here, John asked, “Care for another and pointed to his glass? “ “Sure why not.” He got up and brought back two more glass. They sat and did small talk for a will then John said, “I see in the papers you had a little trouble in and around Kansas City last month.” Henry was a little slow in answering. “
Yes a little but that’s in the past and I just soon fore get about.” John answered, “Yes I know what you mean no use bring up the past will I need to be going maybe I’ll see you at the court house. “ John got up and left the saloon Henry sat there a little longer then headed for the street.
Out on the street he decided he was hungry and started looking for a place to eat. He soon found one not to far away and went in. After lunch he decided to go to the court house. The court house set in the middle of a nice court yard he wander around a bit then notice a park across the road and headed that way. The park was nice it had a water fountain a few benches. The walkways were line with flowers they filled the air with a sweet odor. He took a bench that set beneath a large shade tree. He sit there and let his mind wander soon he was at ease. He took out his watch and saw it was time to head back to the hotel. His room was nice, a large bed two chairs a dresser with a wash basin the floor was covered with a large rug. Henry decided to lie out on the bed for a while as it had been a long day. Henry closed his eyes just for a moment and was fast to sleep.
When woke up he found that it was 5 o’clock in the morning he had slept through the night. He got up clean himself then went out to find some breakfast he soon found himself at the place where he had lunch the day before. By the time he had finished he saw it was almost time for court. He waited out in the hall till his case was called. He would be glade when it was all over for this was his last official duty as a Deputy Marshal.
The trial only lasted three days a lot less then Henry planed on, but now that it was over he felt more free then he had in a long time. He went back to his hotel and made out his report and resignation then sent it to the Marshal in Merriam. Henry went to the train station and bought a ticket for Oklahoma City. Then he went about town taken care of what little business he had. Later that evening he found himself in the Black Dog saloon. He was enjoying a cold one when he looks up and saw John heading his way. John said, “Good evening.” then pointed to a chair, Henry gave a nod and John took a seat. John asked, “How’s the trial going?” “Henry answered. “The trial is over the State won.” John asked, “Then you’ll be leaving soon I take it? “ Tomorrow John asked, Back to Kansas “No this was my last act as a marshal I resign today. “ John look at him a moment then asked. “Why would you do that I thought you like being a marshal? “ Henry said, “You know a man can get killed being a lawman and I would like to live a litter longer.” John said he under stood and went on to say. “Well be losing a good marshal?” They were enjoying their drink when they heard a noise up by the bar. It was a drunk wander about then he turn and headed their way when he got up to the table Henry saw it was the stranger from the boarding house.
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