Drama In My Life

As they pulled up, Emerson noticed several of his riders headed that way out of curiosity. They hadn't seen anyone to talk to in quite a while.

A young lieutenant nodded at the herd as he spoke to Emerson. "I am Lieutenant Andrews. Are you in charge of this herd? It is possible the army could do business with you."

Emerson shook the man's hand. "Emerson Trask. Yes, I am and we will listen to any proposition you may make. I didn't know the military was in the area."

"We are supposed to be everywhere, if you listened to Washington. The Indian problems have relaxed some. The government wants to put them on reservations. The problem with that is food. These people always hunted and have difficulty living in one area. Hungry men are not easy to control, so the army needs beef. I assume these cattle are for sale?"

"You are exactly right. Do you have the authority to buy them?" Emerson asked.

By this time several of the trail crew, including Maria and Cathy, rode up to listen. The soldiers were clearly surprised to see the women.

Andrews demonstrated that his officer training included conduct around lovely young ladies. "I am stunned to see two such beautiful creatures in these parts!" As he spoke he tipped his hat. It was obvious to all that he totally liked what he saw. "I assume you ladies are part of this extremely fortunate crew. I am Lieutenant Andrews, at your service."

Emerson laughed as the girls gave the soldier smiles that were meant to dazzle. "I would like the pleasure of introducing you to Cathy Jordan, the lovely blonde, and the dark-haired beauty is Maria Casey." Emerson then pointed to the men of the crew. "If you are interested in their names, let me know."

Maria and Cathy both looked at Emerson. Their pleasure was apparent. "That is what I'd call a proper introduction!" Maria laughed.

Andrews was captivated by the two women. He never let his gaze leave them. Emerson judged him to be a bit of a ladies' man. Andrews shook hands with the girls and began asking questions. It wasn't long before he knew they were both single and from Morgantown.

Emerson waited while the lieutenant made small talk with the women. Finally, he interrupted, "I am sure you are a busy man, Lieutenant. Could we get back to the business at hand?"

"Yes, of course." Andrews realized he had been too attentive to the women, although he felt he had good reason. "I cannot buy these cattle, but my commanding officer can. He is Major Reynolds and our headquarters is presently located east of here about two hours ride. I would be glad to escort you to him. He is looking to buy beef. In fact, he is meeting with someone today in that regard. It would be to your advantage to speak to Major Reynolds as soon as possible."

"I don't think it would hurt to hear what the Major has to say. We can let the cattle rest here today," Emerson decided. "I'll ride back with you."

"Would you mind very much, Boss, if Cathy and I rode with you?" Maria asked Emerson. "We could use the break."

Tom quickly added, "Count me in, too. How about you, Bob?"

"We have to leave a crew to watch the herd," protested Emerson.

"Go ahead," it was Pat Casey. "You youngsters will enjoy it. The rest of us can manage here."

Emerson knew he had no good reason to refuse Maria's request, but felt reluctant to take the girls. "Do you realize the effect you will have on soldiers stationed out here? Andrews was just a sample of how these men will react. It might be best if I ride over alone and talk to the major."

"I don't feel I over reacted, Mr. Trask. I can assure you the ladies will be quite safe with the U.S. Army. I would ask how concerned you are with their safety to allow them to participate in this venture. There are bands of thieves, and even worse out here." Andrews was clearly miffed at Emerson's suggestion that he behaved improperly with the two women.

Emerson turned to face Andrews, his own temper flaring. Maria, seeing Emerson's anger, quickly rode between them. "I appreciate your feelings that this is not safe country, but each of these three was wounded in a gunfight with the Gustin gang, fighting in large part, to protect Cathy and me. I would caution you against suggesting to any of these men that they aren't concerned for our safety. I really don't care to see any more fighting." Maria smiled as she finished, but her message was clear to Andrews.

Andrews quickly softened with Maria's approach. "I really didn't mean to suggest the ladies would not be safe with you. It is obvious that they are in good health. The Gustin gang is another one of our assignments. You were fortunate to survive that encounter," added Andrews. "Perhaps you could help us locate them. Do you have any idea where they would be now?

Cathy could not contain herself. "Lieutenant, we know exactly where they are. That is, the parts the buzzards haven't finished. This crew is serious about its cattle and women, and fight for both. You can cross Gustin off your list of things to do!"

Andrews seemed to see the group in a new and more serious light. "That is good news. They were reported to be a seasoned and dangerous bunch. That must have been a battle."

Cathy was all sugar again as she smiled at Andrews. "We have a couple of hours. I'll tell you all about it as we ride."

Maria chuckled as she said, "I bet she'll use the whole two hours telling it." With that, the entire group laughed. Then Maria nudged her horse closer to Emerson's. As the group watched, Maria gave Emerson a smile and asked, "Emerson, Dad said they could watch the herd. As a favor to me, can we ride along, too?"

Emerson groaned as the crew laughed. "I don't think Emerson is going to able to refuse that request!" laughed Tom. "If he does, he must have been wounded worse than any of us realized."

Emerson looked at the smiling faces. Even Pat Casey was enjoying this. He returned Maria's smile. "I can't refuse that request. but keep in mind you are indebted to me now."

With the long and dangerous drive nearly complete, Maria was feeling reckless. "Of course, Emerson. You can collect anytime. I just don't know how a girl like me would ever be able to pay you back." She was still close to Emerson, but everyone heard her answer.

"Maria! You are so forward! I love it. I think this trip has changed both of us," Cathy added. "Let's ride everyone. Maria has sacrificed something, as yet unnamed, for the benefit of us all. We can thank her later."

As Cathy, Maria, Tom, and Bob fell in with the lieutenant, Emerson faced Pat Casey. "Sir, I didn't mean-"

Pat was trying to keep a straight face. "Don't try to hand me a line. I can see what's going on! "

Emerson sat his horse, trying to come up with a response.

Pat Casey and Miguel, who had been listening to the conversation, both broke into laughter. "Emerson, you'd better get going or you'll be left behind and that smooth lieutenant will be sweet talking those girls all the way." Pat was enjoying the situation.

Emerson turned his horse and chased after the rest, with the realization that Pat didn't seem to be upset about Maria flirting with him. Maria had known he would not refuse her almost any request, and that he lacked the nerve to try to collect on that debt.

As he rode behind the others, Emerson was deep in thought. He accepted Maria's power over him. He would probably play the fool at some point, but thoughts of her consumed him. A smile from her meant more than money. She was in control, not him. That could leave him vulnerable, but Emerson admitted to himself he could do nothing about it.

Maria dropped back a short while later, bringing her pony alongside Emerson's. "You have been so quiet and thoughtful, Emerson. Are you angry with me?"

Surprise showed on Emerson's face. "Angry? Maria, why or how could I be upset with you? I've trying to decide how to collect on that debt."

Maria's leg was touching his as they rode. "So that's your big problem! I think I can help you there." The rest of the riders were strung out a short distance ahead as the passed through a rocky canyon. Soon they passed around a boulder and were gone from view.

"Stop your horse!" Maria whispered.

Surprised, Emerson pulled back on the reins. He brought his attention back to Maria. She was leaning out of her saddle and brought her lips close to Emerson's.

"You'll have to help a little," she smiled.

Emerson felt as if he were dreaming. He leaned down and pressed his lips to Maria's and was lost in the passion she seemed to draw from him. Finally, Emerson pulled back, staring into Maria's eyes.

Her voice was heavy with emotion as she spoke. "I consider that payment in full. Am I terrible?"

Emerson could not find his voice. He simply searched her eyes, not wanting to forget what he was seeing.

"Unless I am fooling myself, I'd have to think you're satisfied. We'd better catch up to the rest." With that, Maria kicked her pony and took off after the rest.

Lieutenant Andrews was still listening to Cathy as Maria rejoined them. Cathy looked at Maria, then glanced back at Emerson and nodded her head knowingly.

The small cavalcade rode into the army post in mid afternoon. It had been a pleasant ride with Andrews concentrating his attention on the two women. Bob, Tom and Emerson exchanged smiles several times over the last few miles as they watched the lieutenant's efforts to impress the girls.

Before they dismounted, Andrews thought of another opportunity to see Maria and Cathy. "Next week, one week from today, is the Governor's Ball in Santa Fe. Major Reynolds has plans on attending, along with some of his officers. It would be nice to see you ladies there," Andrews added.

Maria looked at Emerson before she responded. "I think that would be very nice. In fact, I would expect most, if not all, of our crew would want to attend. We can do that, can't we Emerson?"

Emerson was surprised that Maria would ask him, as were the others. Cathy spoke, "Maria, Emerson won't be giving us orders forever. At least not the rest of us," she amended. "Of course we'll go. Emerson, you know I am not trying to offend you."

Emerson grinned, "Cathy, you are correct. By that time we should be done with this job and everyone will be on their own. The ball sounds like a good idea."

Andrews dismounted and the rest followed suit. "My men will take care of your horses. I'll present you to the Major." With that he led the way through the camp.

As they walked, Emerson noted the stir the girls created. The soldiers were polite enough, but everyone of them flashed their best smiles and tipped their hats, and just plain stared. The girls giggled and smiled back enjoying the attention.

Some small chairs were placed in front of one of the larger tents. Seated there was a gray haired man in uniform and another man, a civilian. Cathy, who was walking ahead with Andrews, stopped in her tracks. Turning to the others, she whispered loudly, "Tom Taylor is already here! What do we do?"

By this time they were noticed by the major. Standing, he returned the lieutenant's salute. "What have you brought back with you, Mr. Andrews? You should get a promotion for this!" Reynolds laughed as the lieutenant began the introductions.

"This is Cathy Jordan and this is Maria Casey, Major Reynolds. Emerson Trask to the left, and I'm afraid I didn't catch the names of the other gentlemen." Andrews appeared to feel foolish at the oversight.

Cathy finished the introductions, "Tom Gordon and my brother Bob are the other two. It's a pleasure to meet you, sir." She shook hands with the commanding officer, as did the others.

Reynolds held Emerson's hand longer than necessary and clapped him on his good shoulder. "I knew you must have made it, son. That was some piece of work! I trust things are working out for you here?"

"Sir, we are here on cattle business," offered Emerson. It was obvious he was uncomfortable with Reynold's question. "Not to be rude, but my personal situation can be discussed sometime in private. We are intruding. We would be glad to leave you alone with this gentleman. We can come back a bit later."

Tom Taylor was in a rage. How was this possible? He never anticipated any competition for this government contract. Instinctively, he checked to be certain his two gunmen were near.

"Thank-you, for the gesture, Mr. Trask, but our business is about finished. Mr. Taylor has just given me his final and lowest price. I would now be interested in what you have to say," replied Major Reynolds.

Taylor jumped to his feet. "You can't consider dealing with this man! He's a gunman, a killer. He has already shot two men dead in the streets of Morgantown! He is the kind of man the Army hunts down, not does business with," Taylor shouted.

Maria saw the Major look at Emerson with a slight smile on his face. "It would seem that Mr. Taylor questions your character, Mr. Trask. Do you offer any response to his charges?"

"I really don't care to discuss my character faults at this time. I am here to sell the Army some cattle," Emerson responded calmly.

Maria was shocked at Emerson's lack of defense for his actions. "Major," she cried, "Emerson only shot those men in self defense after Taylor sent them after him. His men also beat Bob, and slapped Cathy and me on the main street of Morgantown! What kind of man is he?"

"Your men struck these ladies?" Reynolds asked Taylor. "Is that true?" It was clear that Major Reynolds found that information revolting.

That was when Tom Taylor made a serious miscalculation about the men he was facing, and women he was talking about.

He responded, without thinking, "How can you call these women ladies? They have been traveling on a trail drive with a bunch of dirty cowboys. They are nothing more than-"

Tom Gordon had reacted immediately at Taylor's insults of Cathy and Maria. Before Taylor could say any more, Tom covered the short distance between them and grabbed Taylor by the shirt front. He then slapped Taylor's head from side to side several times. In his anger, Tom had neglected Taylor's henchmen. Seeing their employer roughed up, the men reached for their colts.

A shot rang out and suddenly everything was quiet. One of Taylor's men dropped a gun to the ground and groaned as he held his arm. The other man took his hand off the butt of his gun and raised it slowly.

Maria turned and saw Emerson holding his left hand gun. Smoke was curling up from the barrel. It was pointed toward the man who had just removed his hand from his colt. Tom Gordon let go of Taylor and backed off.

Taylor was livid with rage. "Gordon, I'll ruin your bank. You'll regret this to your dying day! That bank will never see another dime of my money."

"Our bank would rather close than allow tinhorns like you to abuse decent women. If I ever hear you say anything like that again, I'll gut shoot you myself." Tom Gordon's voice was heavy with emotion.

"Major Reynolds, I demand you arrest these men! The Army can't allow the beating and shooting of innocent men," Taylor directed at Reynolds. "Do your job!"

By this time a good portion of the soldiers at the outpost had gathered around the scene. The Major seemed unruffled by the events he had just witnessed. Calmly he gave an order, "Sergeant Day, get this wounded man to the doctor's tent and see that he is taken care of. Sergeant Williams, escort Mr. Taylor and his employee to their horses. I want them to leave as soon as the other man is patched up."

"Mr. Taylor, the Army is not interested in personal disputes between civilians." Reynolds continued, "I would say, however, these men were well within their rights to react as they did. I suspect you are lucky to have gotten off so easy. If Mr. Trask had use of both his hands, and could have gotten to you before Gordon did, the damage to your sorry face would have been much greater. I have no use for a man that would talk that way to a lady, and these are ladies. Now, get out of my sight!"

Reynolds turned to the rest of the soldiers. "I want everyone to return to where they were before that shot was fired." As the troops began to leave, Reynolds turned to Maria and Cathy.

"Could I offer you ladies a seat. It is rare indeed to have such attractive women out here." The officer pointed to two chairs near his. "I apologize for the rude behavior of Taylor. I assure you he did not in any way reflect my opinion, or those of the men under me."

"Major, I thank you for saying that. Maria and I have been through a lot the past couple of weeks, but we certainly are ladies," Cathy replied as she and Maria took the offered seats. "I'm also finding out that it is pretty unhealthy to suggest otherwise with Tom and Emerson around."

"I have to agree with you there," laughed Reynolds. "Taylor seemed to have no idea what he was getting into, although I could see it coming. He can't read men very well if he thought Emerson would let him get away with that."

"I finally get to meet Maria Casey. I was certain the accounts of your beauty were an exaggeration, but now I see they didn't do you justice." Reynolds held Maria's hand as he spoke.

Maria was flabbergasted. "I don't understand exactly what you are saying, but thank you. Could I ask where you may have had me described to you?"

"It was in South America, wasn't it Emerson?" and Reynolds turned to laugh at the cornered look on Emerson's face. "It seems Mr. Trask hasn't mentioned that he and I go back a few years."

Emerson found his voice. "Walt, let's get on with the business at hand! We don't have all day to reminisce. We are here to see about selling some cattle."

"Emerson, don't be so rude," Cathy reprimanded. "We do have all day and the rest of us are interested in what General Reynolds has to say. Please go on, sir.

The Major laughed as he continued, "We had a sensitive situation in which the U.S. government couldn't be directly involved. Emerson's name was given to me as a man that could help. I was told he was capable and tough. His ship was in port at the time and he was kind enough to volunteer his services, greatly helping some Americans the government could not. This sounds vague to you, but to this day, the government denies involvement in the affair."

"I had the opportunity to have dinner with Emerson the evening before he performed his clairvoyant activities. At that time, he spoke of his misspent youth, and the stigma under which he left Morgantown. He also spent a good part of the meal describing the unlimited charms of one Maria Casey, a girl that absolutely hated him. That is why I am so glad to finally meet you, and see that you must have learned to tolerate Emerson, at least. Otherwise, it would have been a very difficult trip," Major Reynolds concluded.

"Thank-you General," Cathy said. "We seem to run into people from all over the world that know about Maria. For a girl that has never left New Mexico, she is very well known."

Maria was amazed. Did Emerson know everyone in the world? Was there anyone to whom he failed to mention her name? Still, it always seemed to be nice things that people heard about her and the fact that Emerson had not forgotten her made her feel good.

Maria began to allow her feelings to surface. Emerson had been thinking about her, and telling everyone about her beauty. Maria wasn't particularly vain. She knew that she could be very attractive to Emerson, while still not impressing someone else. She admitted to herself that Emerson was the one she wanted to impress and it was beginning to appear that she had, even more than she dreamed.

Emerson, on the other hand, cursed himself for talking so freely about his past and Maria. Over the years he told more people than he could remember. He never thought Maria would meet any of them, but he should have known better. The world wasn't that big, and people seemed to remember his stories. He hoped that Maria would not take offense at his mentioning of her name.

Maria had been silent and Emerson had squirmed during Reynolds' story. Emerson asked again, "Can we get on with the business now, Walt? What will you pay for beef?"

"Emerson, you know I am in no position to haggle with you," Reynolds replied. "You name a fair price and give me your count. I'll agree to it."

There it was! Emerson knew the rest of them were watching him. This was an opportunity they never expected.

"Walt, you put me in a tough spot. I have to ask as much as I can and I have to treat you right." Emerson went on, "Suppose you give me Taylor's lowest price and your men take the count. Would that be fair?"

"It sure would. I knew you wouldn't take advantage of my debt to you, although Taylor's lowest price was higher than most buyers are paying. We will make the count tomorrow and take control of the herd. It will take a few days to get the draft." Reynolds went on, "Could I give it to you in Santa Fe in a week. I will be in for the Governor's Ball. Why don't you folks go to that, too?"

"Lieutenant Andrews made it a point to invite us to that already," Cathy told the Major. "We are already making plans, and we will see you there. It sure has been a pleasure doing business with you. Should I save a dance for you, General?"

Reynolds laughed as he answered, "That is a condition of this sale! Each of you ladies must reserve a dance for the "General" and I will hold you to it."

"Emerson, I should tell you that Ellen Lander is in Santa Fe and will probably be at the ball. It wouldn't be like her to miss it," Reynolds concluded. "She has been asking about you, trying to find out anything she can. Of course, I told her nothing, as I promised, but she has the resources and intelligence to put the pieces together, even if she doesn't actually know you are in Santa Fe. I can pretty well guarantee that if you go there, she will find you."

Emerson nodded. "I guess it doesn't matter now. Thanks, Walt."

Cathy and Maria exchanged glances at this message. This was another mystery Cathy was determined to solve. Maria also found herself wondering who Ellen was and what she meant to Emerson.

The ride back to the herd passed quickly. Cathy, Tom, and Bob were excited about the day's events and discussed it during the ride. Emerson was pensive and didn't join in, but Maria found herself catching the others' excitement. Soon she was talking and laughing with the others.

Cathy was laughing as she talked about her plans. "We should be in Santa Fe in two days. That gives me time to find something to wear, or have something made. Maria, you have relatives there. Will they help us find everything we need?"

"My cousins will be delighted to help. I haven't seen them for a couple of years, but I know they will. They are probably planning on going themselves." Maria then asked Cathy, "Are you saving any dances for anyone besides the 'General' as you called him. I think he liked that."

"Well, Maria, it sure didn't upset the man, did it? As far as saving any other dances, I guess it will depend on if I'm asked, and by who. Tom and Emerson have already earned them, so I'm offering one to you lucky boys, if you are interested," Cathy declared.

Tom Gordon answered immediately, "Interested? I'd fight for that chance! I hope to sneak more than one from you. How about you, Emerson?"

"I would be a bigger fool than I already am to pass that offer up," responded Emerson. "I look forward to it!"

Cathy continued, "How about you, Maria? Are you going to save a dance for anyone else, or do you want to save all of them for someone?"

Maria smiled as she answered, "I would certainly make the same offer as you, except I will include Bob and the rest of the crew, if they are interested. I will never be able to thank these men enough. This was difficult, but it worked out well. So, do you cowboys want me to save a dance for you?"

Bob Jordan was the first to respond. "I was hoping you'd ask! Count me in, early in the night. When the other girls see you dance with me, my stock will go up. They'll all want a dance!"

"In that case, I would like the last dance," Tom chuckled. "That will let me remember it longer. How about you, Emerson?"

Emerson looked at his companions. He scratched his chin and appeared to be thinking the offer over. Maria had almost decided to recant her offer when Emerson finally answered.

"I would ask for the one just before intermission, so you might spend that with me as well."

Maria was touched. "You fellows know how to make a girl feel good! I won't forget your dances, I promise."

That evening Emerson asked everyone to report to the camp to learn the deal that had been reached. He passed over the preliminary trouble and simply stated the terms of the contract.

"I made the deal and I am glad to stand by it," Emerson told the group. "We should get the government draft in a week, but they are taking the herd tomorrow. Does anyone have any problems with this arrangement?"

Ernie Hooker, who had proven himself a top hand for a man of any age, asked, "It may not be my place to ask, but I'm curious. How did you get such a good deal from the Army? I always heard they liked to buy low."

Maria answered that question, "You are right, Ernie. It seems that the Major Reynolds owed Emerson a large debt of gratitude for something he did in South America a few years back. Emerson forgot to mention that."

Billy Hatko asked, "Reynolds? South America? I guess Emerson earned a favor!"

Cathy made a mental note to talk to Billy as soon as she had the chance. Billy knew the story and Cathy hated being on the outside of a mystery. He could even know about the girl called Ellen.

There were no complaints. Everyone was more than satisfied. That evening Pat Casey sat by Emerson as they ate. Maria sat near her father and listened as Pat told Emerson, "I can't thank you enough, Emerson. You did what you set out to do. You got the herd through and sold for a good price. Everyone survived. In fact, you were hurt worse than anyone else.

"You came through for Maria in that stampede. I thought I was going to lose her that time. I don't know how I could have faced her mother if something had happened. You risked everything for the girls when Gustin showed up. Your arm is still in a sling from that. I'm just trying to tell you that Carmella, Maria, and I know what you have done for the Casey family. We won't forget it."

Emerson shook Pat's hand. "Pat, I should be thanking you. Your family was good to me back when you had every reason not to be. You threw in on this drive without argument or complaint. You ran things when I was unable to do so. Maria saved me from that Indian and got me through my injuries. You owe me nothing. I feel very much indebted to your entire family."

Maria listened to the two men talk. She realized this was something they felt they had to say. It seemed strange to her that men could be more honest with other men than they were with women, even the ones they loved. Listening, she knew that her father and Emerson would always be friends. It seemed so simple and basic for them.

Cathy and Maria were excited about the drive finishing so well and the impending visit to Santa Fe, including the Governor's Ball. They sat and talked long after the others were sleeping.

"Maria, I saw you drop back with Emerson today while we were riding with Lieutenant Andrews. When you rejoined us you looked a bit flushed. Did that man insist you pay your debt?"

Maria smiled as she thought back to the ride with Emerson. "Are you kidding? He is so proper! I practically had to climb into his saddle to settle my account, but you will be glad to know I have taken care of it."

"Maria, you have changed your opinion from a few weeks ago! I guess you aren't going to claim you hate him any more. Maybe it is the opposite emotion?"

"I never hated him, as you guessed. He just hurt me badly and I felt the need for some kind of revenge. Also, I didn't know how he felt about me and I didn't want to make a fool of myself. I guess I was afraid to show my real feelings."

"You seem to be showing them a little now. How will your mother feel about Emerson? Your Dad seems to think he is the best. Will she approve?" asked Cathy.

"Cathy, haven't you heard my mother talk about him? She was sold on him before I was. She will be delighted, but don't rush this thing. We have no understanding or anything."

"Maria, you can wrap that man around your finger! You can take this anywhere you want to go and you know it."

"How is your romance working out? Tom seems to stick close to you as much as possible. Is this something serious, Cathy?" asked Maria.

"We haven't really talked about it, but I think it might be. It is one reason I am looking forward to the Ball. I can dress up and let Tom see I am not just a cowgirl, although I'm proud to be one. This cattle drive has been a great experience."

The troops from Major Reynolds' outpost arrived early the next morning. Lieutenant Andrews was in charge and he dallied after his men started the herd. Emerson saw him talk to Maria off to the side and was mildly curious about the nature of the conversation, although he felt he had a good idea what it was about.

The extra horses were sent as well. Andrews assured them that the Army needed them and they would be paid a fair price. With nothing to hold them, the happy group headed for Santa Fe. When darkness began to fall, the lights from the city beckoned to them. It was agreed that since they were that close, they would ride on.

Billy rode beside Emerson. "You should have a big smile on your face, Emerson. Instead, you look like your dog just died. Is anything wrong?"

Emerson smiled. Billy had a way of cheering him up. "I think I'm experiencing a let down. This thing was so important to me, I could think of nothing else. Now, I feel like a ship with no direction, just floating where the winds take me. I'll get over it soon enough."

"Reynolds said Ellen Lander was in Santa Fe. I really never thought I would ever see her again. I'm afraid she feels indebted to me. I hope she doesn't try to make too much of that incident in San Cristol. I would really like to keep her from our crew, but that isn't likely. That Cathy is a curious sort and seems to figure things out pretty quick."

"I don't think that story will cost you any friends! The fact that the Lander family owns a good chunk of this earth doesn't hurt either. I never saw her, but I heard Ellen Lander is something to look at. What about that, Emerson?"

"You seem to be well informed, as usual, Billy. She is very attractive." Emerson added, "I just don't want to complicate things right now. Ellen will get along fine if she never sees me again. I think I'll stay low while we are in Santa Fe."

"I don't know about you," Billy stated, "but I'll feel better after a bath, a good meal, and a drink. Then things will be right again."

The group stopped at a livery stable not far from The Casa Diaz. Before the drive started, family members had told the crew that they would be at the hotel, waiting to welcome them.

The girls, Tom, and Bob were very excited and hurried off to the hotel as soon as the hostler took the horses. Soon the others followed suit. Emerson and Billy took care of their own mounts before entering the hotel. They were the last two to go in.

Emerson was surprised at the number of citizens from Morgantown that were present when he entered the hotel. His mother and sister were there and met him with hugs.

"Maria told me you were shot in the shoulder, but you would be okay," Nancy told Emerson. "She said you were the bravest cowboy she ever saw! I'm glad we're all together again."

Emerson's mother held Emerson's left hand as she spoke. "Miguel told me a little about the trip. He said you were the difference, Emerson. All of them talked about the job you did. I'm very proud of you."

Emerson leaned over and kissed his mother on the cheek. "I'm glad I've finally done something you can be proud of, Mother. I never did that when I was a kid. Miguel was great. Be proud of him, too.

Tom Gordon's father was the next to thank Emerson. "You did what most said you couldn't do, son. The trip has changed Tom. I can see that. I would have liked to have been there when he slapped Taylor! We can get by without his business, and sleep better at night for it. That must have been some gunfight you lads were in. I thank you for shooting fast and straight and for everything else." The older Gordon grasped Emerson' good hand as he spoke.

Emerson couldn't believe it when he saw Vern Jordan and a lady that could only be his wife. "I never expected to see you two here! You have to be Cathy's mom. I see where she got her good looks."

"Cathy told me you were handsome, but she didn't mention how smooth you are," Mrs. Jordan's eyes twinkled as she wrung Emerson's hand. "We couldn't sit around and wonder about the kids, so we came up here with everyone else. I'm not that fragile and the trip did me good."

Vern Jordan spoke, "Emerson, I was some relieved to see those kids, and everyone else, come through that door. From what I hear, you were largely responsible for that. Thanks a lot, son!"

Emerson began to feel like he was in a receiving line at a wedding. He was dusty and self-conscious of his appearance. Everyone but he and Billy had gone to get cleaned up. He went to the desk to register and remembered he had never mastered writing left-handed. Carmella Casey stepped in close to Emerson and wrote his name for him.

"I was told some of the things you did on that drive, like save my daughter's life twice, at least. Pat choked up telling me about it. Maria was unusually quiet. Emerson, Maria is a wonderful girl. She means more to us than anything else in the world. Pat told you we are your friends for life. I can only repeat it. Thanks for taking care of my daughter." Carmella made little attempt to hide her emotions as she spoke. She gave Emerson a hug and he could feel her sob against his chest. He felt emotions welling up in response.

"Mrs. Casey, Maria really is a wonderful girl and you have every right to be proud of her. When the chips were down, she came through for me. Don't make me more than I am, please. If I should ever be lucky enough to help her, it is for me. It makes me feel better, so that makes it a selfish act." Emerson hugged her back. "You are a lucky woman to have a husband and daughter like you do, and they are even more fortunate to have you."

Emerson went up the stairs to his room. With one hand he cleaned himself up as well as he could. He promised himself a bath in the morning. Struggling out of his clothes, he crawled into his bed.

Someone banging on his door woke Emerson. He got out of bed and opened the door a crack. Billy stood in the hall grinning. "You didn't show up at breakfast and we all thought you were sleeping late. When you didn't show for lunch some of us got a little nervous, so I came up to see if you are all right."

Emerson looked out his window and saw it was afternoon. He must have slept fourteen hours! "Billy, thanks for the concern. I slept more than I ever have. I'm going to find a place for a bath and a shave and then I'll feel human."

It turned out there was a barber shop across from the hotel. When he emerged over an hour later, Emerson had a fresh shave, a haircut, a bath, and a new outfit. He had picked up a suit that was in style and felt much better.

Emerson spent the rest of the day wandering through Santa Fe. It was already an old city and Emerson found it interesting. His command of Spanish was a definite aid in a city were so many spoke it, and not English. It reminded Emerson of the times his ship would dock in a new port and he would explore the culture of that part of the world.

Emerson carried one colt, tucked in his waist and covered by his jacket. Occasionally, he saw men wearing holsters but for the most part no guns were visible. He had decided to not wear his sling. He found he could hook his thumb on his belt and keep his shoulder still. He felt less awkward that way.

He ran into other crew members and some of the relatives from Morgantown several times during the day. They were all very warm to Emerson, and sometimes that made him uncomfortable. Still, he was always gracious.

Near evening, as he entered a mercantile, he almost bumped into Maria. She was with Cathy and two pretty girls of obvious Spanish decent. Emerson tipped his hat.

Cathy saw Emerson and called to him, "Emerson, you really look a lot better. How do we look?" and with that, Cathy stood by Maria and turned slowly as Emerson watched.

Emerson's eyes told the story. These two girls from little Morgantown would not soon be forgotten in Santa Fe. They were dressed in dresses of Spanish style and were beautiful. Maria with dark hair, and Cathy with blonde, the two made a contrast that enhanced each.

Emerson gave a gulp and replied, "I am almost speechless. I would have to say that I have never seen a lovelier vision. You girls could cause a riot dressed like that. Be careful."

Cathy started to laugh, but Maria seemed nervous. She had Cathy's arm and started to pull her back to their shopping. One of the two Spanish girls that were with them looked at Emerson and gave a big smile.

"Emerson?" she said in a Spanish accent. Then, in Spanish, she continued, "I am Maria's cousin. She has told us so much about you over the years! I thought she had made you up, but I see you are very real and Maria was telling the truth. I'm sorry, do you speak Spanish?"

Emerson smiled at the girl, "Yes, and Maria said she had some attractive relatives, but she didn't do you justice."

The girl was about Maria's age and was pleased with Emerson's comment. The other girl had joined them and she told Emerson, "I think Maria is afraid we will steal you away. That is why she has not introduced us. I am Consuela and my sister is Margarita. We have listened to Maria tell Emerson stories every time she would visit for years. Finally, we meet you. I see why she is so proud of you!"

Maria was flustered and made an attempt to end the embarrassment. "You have met Emerson, now let's get on with our shopping. I'm sure Emerson has things to do."

"Maria, you don't want us to talk to him! Are you afraid we will say something to embarrass you? After all your talk, it would seem like you would be glad to show him off." Consuela ended her words with a small pout.

Cathy had been able to understand enough to catch what was going on. She laughed, "Maria, you are so selfish! Your cousins have heard about Emerson for years and you are trying to get rid of him now. That's what you get for bragging."

Emerson saw Maria's discomfort increase and decided it would be best if he left. "It has been a pleasure meeting you, but I do have to attend to some business," Emerson lied. In English he added, "Remember to be careful, you girls are too pretty!"

Cathy was enjoying the situation. "Thanks, Emerson. Are you going to give your girl, Maria, a kiss good-bye?"

"Cathy, you do love trouble, don't you?" Emerson laughed. "I think it best if I left as fast as possible." As he spoke, Emerson turned and left the building.

Maria's cousins were clearly impressed with Emerson and told Maria so. "Maria, he is so strong and handsome! We thought he was someone you had made up, the way you described him. Now I see you were truthful. You are very fortunate!" Consuela exclaimed.

It was a few minutes before they got back to the task of finding the things Maria and Cathy wanted for the ball. Eventually Maria was alone with Cathy. Maria didn't know if she should laugh or cry.

"Cathy, I might as well tell you what that was about, if you haven't already guessed. When I visited my cousins, they always talked about all the boys, and then men, in their lives. I had to have something, and Emerson was far away, so it seemed safe for me to tell them about him and that he was my suitor. I never thought he would ever meet them! That was so embarrassing! What must Emerson think?"

"Maybe he'll think you like him, and are proud of him. Is that so bad?" Cathy asked.

Maria was thoughtful for a moment and then told Cathy, "I am going to tell my cousins the truth. It will be embarrassing for a while, but they won't bother Emerson any more."

Cathy held Maria by the shoulders and spoke directly to her. "Are you crazy? Did Emerson look flustered? We both know he likes you, so you weren't telling a lie. In fact, it was probably the only time in the past eight years you were truthful about how you felt about Emerson. You can always tell them it didn't work out, if it doesn't. For now, let it go. No one was hurt. Certainly not you or Emerson."

Maria looked down. "Cathy, you always seem to understand what I should do. You are a real friend. I guess I'll let it go. The embarrassing part is over now anyway."

Cathy and Maria had made it a point to ask Billy about Emerson's business with Major Reynolds in South America and about Ellen Lander. Billy had not been helpful. He refused to elaborate on the former and claimed to have never met any Ellen Lander, or even heard of her. Still, the two girls had come away with the feeling Billy was not telling them what he did know.

"Maria, Billy is keeping information from us, I'm sure. Men really stick together. It occurs to me that if this Ellen Lander is in town, we should be able to find something out about her, with some discreet questioning."

"We have to be careful not to be too obvious or we could look rather foolish, Cathy. But it is worth a try. I must admit I am rather curious about this woman. I wonder if she is attractive. Somehow, I know she must be."

On the second evening after their arrival, Cathy and Maria were out shopping for the ball. Cathy came up to Maria with a mysterious look on her face.

"Well, it sure wasn't hard to find out who Ellen Lander is. This clerk couldn't say enough about her!"

Maria waited for the rest. "Cathy, don't play games with me. What did you learn?"

"Just that Ellen Lander is the richest, most beautiful woman in the country. Other than that, she isn't all that special, I'm sure."

"Cathy, are you serious? I can never tell when you are telling the truth."

"Maria, her father owns mines all over the world. They are wealthy, incredibly so. She is young and beautiful and in Santa Fe, staying at the best hotel, of course. It seems that every single man in the territory is presenting himself to her constantly. Everyone knows Ellen Lander, the clerk says."

"Did you happen to hear any connection with Emerson? I guess I don't have to ask. She's probably met him in some exotic part of the world. If she has, she will remember him, I'm certain." Maria was not enjoying Cathy's information.

The following afternoon, Carmella, Molly, Nancy, Cathy, and Maria were all together, strolling through stores and outdoor markets in the old part of the city. A shop specializing in silver caught their attention and they entered it. The jewelry was magnificent and all the women turned quiet as they looked at the different pieces.

Cathy saw Molly looking at a beautiful silver necklace. "Look, that piece has Molly Hernandez written all over it! It would look great on you, Molly!"

Ellen Lander had decided to pick up some gifts for her friends in Denver. It was that decision that brought her to the same shop Maria and her companions were visiting. As she entered, Ellen heard the name Molly Hernandez.

"Excuse me! Did you say Molly Hernandez?" she asked the group. "Is someone here named Molly Hernandez?"

Maria turned to the questioner. She was not prepared for what she saw. A fashionably dressed young woman stood by the door. Her hair was copper colored and well coifed. Her figure was perfect and her looks stunning.

It was Nancy that broke the surprised silence. "My mother is Molly Hernandez. Why do you want her?"

Ellen looked from Nancy to Molly. It was apparent that she was in an excited state. That was when she turned and saw Maria. Staring, she approached Maria, a question forming on her lips.​