PREVIOUSLY: What they found in the 1900 Census, was Dalton James was living with his parents and working as a clerk in his father’s bank. In 1910 he was listed still living with his parents, and employed as the bank’s head accountant. He was still unmarried.
“What if he doesn’t get married?”
“You would’ve never been born, Chris,” Cujo replied, “So, perhaps he had an affair and a child out of wedlock—or more likely, he married after the census was taken, outside of the county so there would be no record of it here.
“What’s our next move?” Sarah asked.
“We go to 1910 Great Bend, Kansas.”
Lakeview City Story—In Search Of—Episode 6… Cujo wisely had them arrive in 1910 five miles outside of town—they would look more as though they’d been traveling with the inevitable dust from the dirt road. They were a little surprised by how small the town was back then—until they remembered it was a farm town.
The town had one amenity they appreciated—a tarred main street, starting a half-mile outside of town.
The town had one amenity they appreciated
There were two men standing outside the bank near an automobile—likely the only one in town. They assumed, correctly, the men standing near the car were James W. Shouse and his son, Dalton James.
Cujo had provided them with one-hundred dollars in gold coin, to give them reason to visit the bank. Cujo, by the way was with them, remaining invisible.
They dismounted and walked over to the men, “How do, I’m Sarah Cooper, and we would like to open an account.”
“Well,” James beamed, “We can certainly help you. My name is James Shouse, and this fellow is my son Dalton. Dalton is the chief accountant with the bank.”
“Dalton, don’t forget we have a lunch date.”
Just as they were about to go in the bank, a young woman walked-up—a young woman who was the spittin’ image of Lacy Dalton (I’m cheating—GENTLE READER—I was too lazy to draw another image), “Dalton, don’t forget we have a lunch date.”
“Ah,” James Shouse smiled, “You two young folks go on to your lunch, I’ll take care of opening an account for these ladies.”
Neither Chris nor Sarah could say a word—so stunned they were by the young woman’s resemblance to Lacy Dalton. They were quiet as James Shouse led them inside the bank.
Could this young lady be the one for Dalton?
To be CONTINUED…