gonewacky
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Because of his intimate familiarity with death, he has an unusually high level of self-control. He does not lose his temper easily, nor does he ingest intoxicants to excess. He exercises restraint and moderation in all things. Because of what he knows, the warrior has a great deal of self-confidence.
“He cares not what others think of him, nor does he fear any man. He knows that he is living life as it was meant to be lived, and is performing his daily tasks to the best of his ability, so he does not live under the same cloud of fear and uncertainty as does the rest of humanity. How could you insult or belittle such a man? What would it matter if you did? He knows what he is, and is content.
“The warrior must walk his path alone, in silence. He prepares and trains to live his life as he sees fit. In your time the warrior must keep his true nature a secret. Unfortunately, true warriors are in short supply, and the false warrior is a poor substitute.”
Then in a flash he was back in the pain ridden body of Running Deer. He couldn’t open his eyes as hard as he tried. But he could hear Little Arrow singing over him.
Little Arrow sang and chanted into the night. After a time had passed he came from his teepee and spoke to Two Trees, “Running Deer is in the land of the spirit, and he is learning the ways of the warrior. You should go now, and I will send Singing Bird when he returns.”
Then Little Arrow return to his teepee, and sat next to Running Deer. Sinning Bird wiped the swept from Running Deer’s face as Little Arrow sang. Late in the night Albert found himself out of Running Deer’s body again. He was being led to the river by Little Arrow. At the bank Little Arrow instructed Albert to place his hand on a large bolder. Albert reached out and placed his hand flat on the rock. A surge went through him, and flashes of the past went through his mind.
Little Arrow sat outside his teepee to tell a story. All the young gathered around, and sat in front of him. He looked at the soon to be warriors and thought, Hope you understand this.
Softly Little Arrow started, “It is tolled that one day a dreamer will come from a faraway land. He will have skin white like snow, and his dreams will echo in the wind.
He will dream dreams of what is to come, and what will happen. With his dreams will come the power to bring his dreams to life, and change what you see. This power will be greater than any power in all the land. With this power he could dream his enemy out of existents. He could dream himself to any place with the thought of his mind. Through time and space to this very spot if he wished.”
At that moment he stared straight at Running Deer. Albert felt strange and knew this story was about him and his friends, as his eyes locked with Little Arrow.
After a pause, Little Arrow continued, He will use this power to save our people from the great cleansing of the land. A time will come when evil takes over all that the great creator has made. There is no way to stop this cleansing. To try would make you a part of the cleansing. Only removing the evil from your life will allow you to survive.
Albert awoke suddenly, and sat up looking around. Then he announced, “This crazy dream won’t leave me alone.”
Jim questioned, “Does this mean you’re ready to take a watch?”
Albert admitted, “I guess, I’m not sleeping anymore anyways. I’m just living in another world.”
Jim queried, “The dream again Albert.”
The man complained, “Will you keep it down. I’m trying to sleep.”
Albert bitched, “Go back to sleep! Or I’ll come and kick you every few minutes.”
The next morning the town came to life. The same men started coming back into town. By late morning the saloon was full and there was talk of a Posse. They wanted to go look for the killer them self’s. They were talking about the place to string him up.”
Then there was hollering from the other end of town. By the time everyone got to there. Albert and Jim were dragging the man in the Jail. Locking him in the cell they could hear the crowd coming to life. Albert went out to the front of the Jail and announced, “He’s going to get a trial then he’ll be hung, so go home.”
Then the yelling started again, “Bring him out, we’ll do it for you, who needs a stinking trial.” Then from the back came, “You caught with the horses! That’s a hanging offence! Yah get him out here!”
Albert yelled, “Go home, you’ve all had too much to drink. Don’t make me shoot you.”
Then Albert went back inside. The man insisted, “It’s your job to protect me.”
Albert, barked, “You say you’re innocent. Maybe I should just let you go.”
The man growled, “That would be murder I wouldn’t last five minutes out there.”
Jim insisted, “Lay down and shut up! I don’t know what is worse you or that crowd out there.”
Rebecca and Kathy had got a table for a desk and two chairs form somewhere. Albert sat at the makeshift desk and started writing a note. “Attention Marshal I have captured a murderer of a man and his wife.”
Albert questioned, “What’s your name?”
The man replied, “Joe Lane, not that it matters. You’ve already found me guilty.”
Albert went on, “He calls himself Joe Lane. He’s about five ten, brown hair, and medium build, Need to send for the Judge. We will transport to Lambert as soon as possible having trouble here. Sheriff Albert Blocker.”
He folded the paper in half and handed it to Jim and informed, “Thake this to Bill. You go out the back way if you know what I mean.”
Jim replied, “Got it,” then went to the back of the Feed and Seed and blinked out.
Appearing in the alley Jim walked to the Marshals office. There were two Army Soldiers standing in front of the Marshals Office. Jim knotted as he went in. Inside he saw Bill talking to an Army Lieutenant. Looking at Jim Bill announced, “Here is a man that might be able to help. Jim the Lieutenant here is looking for a deserter that has been spotted in this part of the territory. You got any new comers down in Dention?”
Jim handed the note to Bill and exclaimed, “None that we want to handover to you.”
Bill looked up from the note and informed, “Looks like they got him up in Dention. The description could be him, but good getting him. The Sheriff up there doesn’t take kindly to murderers. I believe he wants him hanged. What do you have to say about that Deputy?”
Jim insisted, “Only if ordered by the law, but that’s his wishes. We have a mob that wants to drag him out of the Jail and hang him right now. He’s one sick son of a bitch. We have to prove he did it first, but all the evidence is circumstantial. We don’t have any eye witnesses. But if you’re standing in a room with your back to two other people, and then you hear a gun shot. Then you turn around and see a man holding a smoking gun, and the other guy is dead. You would not have to have an eye witness. That would be circumstantial evidence.
Then the guy with the smoking gun looks at you and says, “It wasn’t me he shot himself then threw the gun in the air and I caught it.”
Bill spoke up, “If the Sheriff thinks he did it. Then I would have to side with him. It sounds like the Sheriff wants to see him swing, but if you wish to talk to him he’ll be here in a day or two.”
Jim questioned, “Are you sending for the Judge?”
Bill responded, “The Honorable Judge Becker well be here on the Boise stage in three days on another matter, but I’m sure he’ll hear the case. You can relay that to Albert.”
Jim disclosed, “I’ll let Albert know.”
The Lieutenant followed Jim out the door announcing, “Private. Ride to Fort Boise and get the Soldier that knows Justen Deeks. I believe this Joe Lane and Justen Deeks are one in the same. Bring back a wagon and shekels. If I’m right we’ll be bringing him back one way or another dead or alive.”
“He cares not what others think of him, nor does he fear any man. He knows that he is living life as it was meant to be lived, and is performing his daily tasks to the best of his ability, so he does not live under the same cloud of fear and uncertainty as does the rest of humanity. How could you insult or belittle such a man? What would it matter if you did? He knows what he is, and is content.
“The warrior must walk his path alone, in silence. He prepares and trains to live his life as he sees fit. In your time the warrior must keep his true nature a secret. Unfortunately, true warriors are in short supply, and the false warrior is a poor substitute.”
Then in a flash he was back in the pain ridden body of Running Deer. He couldn’t open his eyes as hard as he tried. But he could hear Little Arrow singing over him.
Little Arrow sang and chanted into the night. After a time had passed he came from his teepee and spoke to Two Trees, “Running Deer is in the land of the spirit, and he is learning the ways of the warrior. You should go now, and I will send Singing Bird when he returns.”
Then Little Arrow return to his teepee, and sat next to Running Deer. Sinning Bird wiped the swept from Running Deer’s face as Little Arrow sang. Late in the night Albert found himself out of Running Deer’s body again. He was being led to the river by Little Arrow. At the bank Little Arrow instructed Albert to place his hand on a large bolder. Albert reached out and placed his hand flat on the rock. A surge went through him, and flashes of the past went through his mind.
Little Arrow sat outside his teepee to tell a story. All the young gathered around, and sat in front of him. He looked at the soon to be warriors and thought, Hope you understand this.
Softly Little Arrow started, “It is tolled that one day a dreamer will come from a faraway land. He will have skin white like snow, and his dreams will echo in the wind.
He will dream dreams of what is to come, and what will happen. With his dreams will come the power to bring his dreams to life, and change what you see. This power will be greater than any power in all the land. With this power he could dream his enemy out of existents. He could dream himself to any place with the thought of his mind. Through time and space to this very spot if he wished.”
At that moment he stared straight at Running Deer. Albert felt strange and knew this story was about him and his friends, as his eyes locked with Little Arrow.
After a pause, Little Arrow continued, He will use this power to save our people from the great cleansing of the land. A time will come when evil takes over all that the great creator has made. There is no way to stop this cleansing. To try would make you a part of the cleansing. Only removing the evil from your life will allow you to survive.
Albert awoke suddenly, and sat up looking around. Then he announced, “This crazy dream won’t leave me alone.”
Jim questioned, “Does this mean you’re ready to take a watch?”
Albert admitted, “I guess, I’m not sleeping anymore anyways. I’m just living in another world.”
Jim queried, “The dream again Albert.”
The man complained, “Will you keep it down. I’m trying to sleep.”
Albert bitched, “Go back to sleep! Or I’ll come and kick you every few minutes.”
The next morning the town came to life. The same men started coming back into town. By late morning the saloon was full and there was talk of a Posse. They wanted to go look for the killer them self’s. They were talking about the place to string him up.”
Then there was hollering from the other end of town. By the time everyone got to there. Albert and Jim were dragging the man in the Jail. Locking him in the cell they could hear the crowd coming to life. Albert went out to the front of the Jail and announced, “He’s going to get a trial then he’ll be hung, so go home.”
Then the yelling started again, “Bring him out, we’ll do it for you, who needs a stinking trial.” Then from the back came, “You caught with the horses! That’s a hanging offence! Yah get him out here!”
Albert yelled, “Go home, you’ve all had too much to drink. Don’t make me shoot you.”
Then Albert went back inside. The man insisted, “It’s your job to protect me.”
Albert, barked, “You say you’re innocent. Maybe I should just let you go.”
The man growled, “That would be murder I wouldn’t last five minutes out there.”
Jim insisted, “Lay down and shut up! I don’t know what is worse you or that crowd out there.”
Rebecca and Kathy had got a table for a desk and two chairs form somewhere. Albert sat at the makeshift desk and started writing a note. “Attention Marshal I have captured a murderer of a man and his wife.”
Albert questioned, “What’s your name?”
The man replied, “Joe Lane, not that it matters. You’ve already found me guilty.”
Albert went on, “He calls himself Joe Lane. He’s about five ten, brown hair, and medium build, Need to send for the Judge. We will transport to Lambert as soon as possible having trouble here. Sheriff Albert Blocker.”
He folded the paper in half and handed it to Jim and informed, “Thake this to Bill. You go out the back way if you know what I mean.”
Jim replied, “Got it,” then went to the back of the Feed and Seed and blinked out.
Appearing in the alley Jim walked to the Marshals office. There were two Army Soldiers standing in front of the Marshals Office. Jim knotted as he went in. Inside he saw Bill talking to an Army Lieutenant. Looking at Jim Bill announced, “Here is a man that might be able to help. Jim the Lieutenant here is looking for a deserter that has been spotted in this part of the territory. You got any new comers down in Dention?”
Jim handed the note to Bill and exclaimed, “None that we want to handover to you.”
Bill looked up from the note and informed, “Looks like they got him up in Dention. The description could be him, but good getting him. The Sheriff up there doesn’t take kindly to murderers. I believe he wants him hanged. What do you have to say about that Deputy?”
Jim insisted, “Only if ordered by the law, but that’s his wishes. We have a mob that wants to drag him out of the Jail and hang him right now. He’s one sick son of a bitch. We have to prove he did it first, but all the evidence is circumstantial. We don’t have any eye witnesses. But if you’re standing in a room with your back to two other people, and then you hear a gun shot. Then you turn around and see a man holding a smoking gun, and the other guy is dead. You would not have to have an eye witness. That would be circumstantial evidence.
Then the guy with the smoking gun looks at you and says, “It wasn’t me he shot himself then threw the gun in the air and I caught it.”
Bill spoke up, “If the Sheriff thinks he did it. Then I would have to side with him. It sounds like the Sheriff wants to see him swing, but if you wish to talk to him he’ll be here in a day or two.”
Jim questioned, “Are you sending for the Judge?”
Bill responded, “The Honorable Judge Becker well be here on the Boise stage in three days on another matter, but I’m sure he’ll hear the case. You can relay that to Albert.”
Jim disclosed, “I’ll let Albert know.”
The Lieutenant followed Jim out the door announcing, “Private. Ride to Fort Boise and get the Soldier that knows Justen Deeks. I believe this Joe Lane and Justen Deeks are one in the same. Bring back a wagon and shekels. If I’m right we’ll be bringing him back one way or another dead or alive.”