Meanwhile, in the Village of Danger Bay…
Silverthorn had just returned from the telegraph office in the back of his trading post, “I have a telegram from Doc Shouse! She says Daisy has recovered from her wounds!”
“Oh! Thank goodness!” Sarah Cooper exclaimed, expressing the feelings of all present.
“There’s more. Doc, Chris would like you to go to Grand Marais to help teach their doctor your anti-infection techniques.”
“Okay, Cooper,” Marshal Blackmon said through her smile, “You’re needed to escort the doc—we still have outlaws abroad.”
All Cooper could do was sigh…
Season VI, Chapter 8, Episode 44:
Doc mulled over the request for a couple of minutes, “I’m no horseman, and while I could hitch up the buckboard, but with all the highwaymen about these days…”
“…AND your not going without me, Timothy McLean!” Philomena Rachel McLean was not about to be left behind. She worked closely with the doctor and over the years had become a pretty darn good nurse.
Cyrus Bishop arrived at the trading post, “Any mail, cargo or passengers, Jim, m’lad?”
Bishop was the founder, driver and owner of the fledgling “Moosehead Stagecoach Company.”
“I’m sorry Cy, nothing here, and Moosehead City and Williams’ Station have nothing either.”
“Dammit! That’s the second day this week with no business. Them highwaymen is cuttin’ into by business.”
“How would you feel about a run to Grand Marais and back?” Matt Farkleberry, ever the entrepreneur, was thinking of a safe way to get Doc & Phil to Grand Marais, “I’d be happy to ride shotgun, and Deputy Sarah be our outrider.”
“What’s it pay?”
“Best offer I’ve had this week,” Cyrus had to laugh. considering the week he’s had thus far.
A few hours earlier at dawn several riders quietly approached small fishing camp along the road between Grand Marais and Danger Bay…
“There’s a fishing camp ahead, I kin see th’ tents through th’ trees.”
“Quietly, fellers, tie yer horses up, we got work t’do.”
To be Continued…