“Throw down that strongbox, driver”

Back to the past Banner Previously: Meanwhile—the Adventure Train was streaking across the Kansas Prairie…making 120 mph (remember—GENTLE READER—the tracks under the train ARE 21st Century tracks) and the marshals and James & Black Hawk were making their plans, “Chris and the Coopers have North Fort Justice covered, what roll will we have?”

“We will be under Lt. Col. Cooper’s command,” Mac replied, “It will be at his discretion where and when we’ll all be assigned.”

“He has been tasked with dealing with the indigenous people?”

“He has, and he has many natives voluntarily serving as troopers,” Sergeant-Major Yatkov replied, “He has been honored as a friend of the ‘First Nation” people in Canada.”

“That is good,” Black Hawk smiled, “Perhaps he will impress us as well.”

Suddenly—the Adventure Train slowed—quickly.

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Suddenly—the Adventure Train slowed

Back to the past BannerPreviously: She had learned of Buffalo Bill Cody’s western performance troupe, the “Buffalo Bill Combination” and had written him—telling him of her shooting skills. He wrote back some months later—and very-politely explained he could not take her on “…at this time.”

Both pleased by the fact he had replied, and disappointed, she was pondering her next opportunity.

Her last name, Dalton, would become legend in the late 1800s, as her cousins, sons of her Uncle James Dalton: Gratton (b 1861) Robert, (b. 1869), and Emmett Dalton (b. 1871) turned to crime in a spectacular—if short outlaw career.

She heard them before she saw them—they were making no effort at stealth, “These fellas have much to learn—perhaps I should give them a lesson,” she thought as she quickly and quietly took cover… Continue reading

Lacy Dalton

Back to the past Banner Previously: As Big Mac and Chris rode to Fort Leavenworth, Chris asked, “Why me, Mac—and not Boomer?”

“Because.”

“Aw—c’mon.”

“When we get to North Fort Justice, you, Linda, and the Coopers will get off the train and get the lay of the land there. I believe the Slaters won’t go directly to Fort Justice.”

“They’re not able to handle the Slaters at the fort?”

“No, they’re down to a single troop—Col Cooper had to dispatch a troop to a developing situation fifty miles west. Let’s go see Marshal McLendon for our update.” Continue reading

Arturo’s smile—malevolent

Back to the past Banner Previously: “Oh this is but a sample of the ‘magic’ my friends from the future, can make,” James explained, “I have come to expect nearly anything from them.”

“Just wait until you see your personal quarters in the next car.”

“Oh, Boomer,” James grinned, “We have no need of such quarters—we will sleep here.”

“It rains here often—as you may have noticed, it is quite verdant here,” Mac said, “Perhaps you’d like some shelter?”

Black Hawk was a quick study, not unlike his older brother, “Yes, perfect!”

This, of course, negated the need for the second “Parlor Car,” so it was disconnected and the Adventure Train pulled slowly out of the Danger Bay railroad station.

And into dangerContinue reading

“Where Are Our Horses?”

Back to the past Banner Previously: Meanwhile—Still in the small town of Flyspeck on the way to Dakota Territory… The Slater gang seemed unfazed, or perhaps, they didn’t hear Paulo’s question, as they continued into the town.

“Hey Gringos, my brother wants to know if we should kill you.”

“Because,” Miles Slater replied as all four drew their side arms, “It would be stupid of you to try—are you that stupid.”

“On the other hand,” Edward Slater added, “We could use a couple more guns—even if they are carried by ‘stupidos’.”

“You pay money?”

“We don’t kill you,” Miles replied, “The money? You have to earn.”

“What do you think my brother?”

“Living is a good thing, Paulo.” Continue reading

A confrontation in Flyspeck

Back to the Past BannerPreviously: As it happened, the Slater brothers and their remaining gang picked now to enter the town of Flyspeck—the selfsame town as where the brothers were looking for trouble, “Hey Paulo—gringos!”

“Si,” Paulo replied, “You think we should kill them?”

Meanwhile—In Danger Bay… We must catch-up to the train,” James Silverthorn had heard that the Adventure Train was departing Moosehead City, “Where’s Cujo when we need her?”

“Right here, Kuckunniwi,” Cujo replied, The train will stop atop the bluff to add a car—that car is for you and your braves. You will be needed. It will arrive in ten minutes—ride like the wind.” Continue reading

“OKAY… DISH”

Back to the past BannerPreviously: “I DO know! There are—for the horses,” Boomer replied, “You may feel free to sleep with them—if they’ll have you—dontcha know?”

“One believes you, one’s old bean, aaare mocking myself. Goodness me!”

“One believes correctly,” Boomer grinned.

This silenced Paul, 24th Earl of Harriott—for the moment, at least.

“Sarah, I learned something,” Chris’s face betrayed concern, “I spoke with Deputy McIntyre—they didn’t find the bodies of Edward and Miles Slater!”

“They escaped?” Sarah’s surprise—complete.

“But—how?” Linda asked, “How is that possible?” Continue reading

Assignment—Back to Fort Justice!

Back to the past Banner Previously: Boomer walked over to Yatkov and Harriott, “Why have you been brought to us with such an escort?”

“I’m terribly sorry but it seems as though Manitobah is not fond of myself,” Harriott replied, “And one hasn’t any ideah why.”

“They didn’t take that Adams* Model 1860 antique pistol away from you?”

“One doesn’t believe these blackguaaards noticed one had the pistol. Don’t you know?”

Boomer grinned, “This is ‘Murica, we speak English here.”

“Well I say – one daaareseay you, one’s old bean, Colonials doh not speak the Queen’s English at all.”

“I can see, Jay,” Sarah spoke quietly, “We’re going to get along with this fellow nicely—Boomer’s playing with him.”

“Yeah,” Jay replied, “He can barely suppress his smile.” Continue reading

Paul, 24th Earl of Harriott

Back to the past Banner Previously: “So—you don’t trust me?”

“I don’t know you well enough to judge that.”

“Mr. Henderson,” Boomer grinned as he produced his new/old FBI creds, “I have found over the years that auto retailers who incorporate that provision, are far less likely to scam buyers.”

Henderson thought for a moment—he could see some business advantages in including that in his contract—even his bad cars generally last longer than thirty days, “I like it—done!”

AND—a few days later when the weekend arrived… our intrepid time-travelers found themselves once again at the Cabin-on-the-Rock.

“I wonder where we’re off to this time?” Sarah thought out loud. Continue reading

Sandra, Will You Marry Me?

Back to the past BannerPreviously: MEANWHILE—At Liam and Gypsy’s townhome… The two couples really seemed to hit it off. Both felt it was going to be a very good friendship, one that would last a long time.

On the drive back to Danger Bay, Jimmy was very quiet and thoughtful. He pulled the car off the road—coincidently, at the same spot when Liam had proposed to Gypsy, “Let’s take a walk down by the lake.” 

It was a beautiful night the moon shinning on the lake.  Jimmy was nervous but he looked at Sandra and dropped to one knee, “Sandra, will you marry me?” Continue reading