Trapdoor

Nevada BannerPreviously: Fitzhugh laughed, “It cost them about $200 to build, the robbery would have hurt them badly—they could just as well given you all houses. Still—knowing those tightwads—it’s a good deal.”

[One of the things with time-travel, GENTLE READER, any money you happen to have as you are called, is instantly converted dollar for dollar to the money consistant for the year without factoring in inflation—a quirk that even Cujo can’t explain. I can—but I won’t.]

Well—then, let’s go take a look at these houses,” Boomer got in the last word of this episode.

Season 9—Chapter 3—Nevada—Episode 7—on Second Street… where the town of Loco’s Land Office began to build new houses for the expected newcomers, and thus far only three had been sold (it may have been the asking price—recently reduced from $750 to $500).

They found the houses on second street

They found the houses on second street

Soon, though, there would be a housing shortage as word spread of multiple silver strikes.

Andrew, the stable is not behind our place.”

Oops!”

But it’s behind my place,” Susie declared, pointing at the house next door to Boomer & AJ’s, “And since neither Mr. Hickok or Mr. Earp has accompanied us, maybe Chris will join me in purchasing this one.”

She will,” Chris grinned, “Perhaps that will change—depending upon what men we meet.”

Well, then, if Jay doesn’t mind, we’ll take the next house.”

Larry did some number-crunching and quickly figured-out that he was the odd-man-out in all this—even IF Flutters were to join them at some point (he will), “Hey wait! How come I must purchase a place by myself?”

He who hesitates is last,” Boomer laughed.

Aw c’mon, you guys.”

I’ll bet there’s quarters in the stable,” Chris grinned, “Suitable for a tightwad.”

You say ‘tightwad’ like it’s a bad thing,” Larry laughed, “I’ll take it!”

A little later, AJ & Boomer were inpecting their house, “Hey Dad, there’s a trapdoor inder the stairs.”

Now WHERE to you reckon THAT leads, GENTLE READER?

To be Continued…

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About Jack Boardman

Just a little bit of a Curmudgeon.
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9 Responses to Trapdoor

  1. Sarah Cooper says:

    Pretty houses! I grew up in a neighborhood with horses, I love that the stable is right there. 🙂 (Did you know horses come when you call, “Here, KittyKittyKitty!” They do. I didn’t know how to call horses when I was little and that seems to work pretty well.)

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    • Jack Boardman says:

      I used to call my uncle’s two big plug-horses by threatening them with a trip to the glue-factory. They came right away. Perhaps they knew I had sugar-cubes in my hands?

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  2. “Loco’s Land Office began to build new houses for the expected newcomers”

    Methinks thinks Fluttermatters this is a ‘SOCIALISTS FOR PROFIT’ intervention. 😦

    As for our good friend Larry being a tight wad well…. he was never one to lose good tobacco because a loosely cinched pouch.

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  3. Chris Shouse says:

    I love the houses and that we are so close to each as we are not in Danger Bay! 🙂

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    • Jack Boardman says:

      They are all based upon my own home as it likely appeared as built in 1858…the one with the shutters (mine & AJ’s) is the closest in appearance. 🙂

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  4. sgtmajcarl says:

    WHICH one am I assigned to? PLEASE don’t make it in the stable….

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    • Daisy Boardman says:

      There’s room in our place, Peopledog Mac, Alpha-Jack told me 19 people lived in that same house in 1880 (census), We’ll ALL fit nicely! AR-ROOO!!!

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    • Jack Boardman says:

      Daisy is correct. My apologies, Carl. You were supposed to be included in our house.

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