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Cole Hornback - "Calm before the storm" Chapter 3

Updated on August 2, 2013

The calm before the storm

Chapter Three

Smoke filled the Middle River Saloon with cheap cigars, the chattering of worn out ranchers and regular customers echoing off of the cedar planked walls. Skinner and I strolled in to make an appearance to remind them all, that there was some law around this town, and to keep things from getting out of control. I had become the “talk” of the town ever since that night Jim Spencer was introduced to his maker. Now that I was a deputy, I was making all sorts of new acquaintances who kept trying to buy me drinks, but Skinner had to keep reminding them that I was still the Marshals boy, and he wasn’t going to be responsible for letting me grow up too fast. Even though he treated me as an adult, he also reminded me often, that I still had much to learn, and I needed to keep my wits about me, because the Spencer gang could stir up a hornets nest at any given moment.

Well sure enough, speak of the devil himself, in strolled Harlan, his two boys and three other cowhands, neither of us had ever seen before. The echoes from the chattering became very quite as they made their way to a table and took a seat. Skinner ordered a shot of whiskey and quickly knocked his head back and gulped it down, wiping his mouth with his forearm and laying his shot glass on the counter all in one non-stop motion. He motioned with a nod of his head for me to follow him. We made our way over to the Spencer table. Skinner politely acknowledged Harlan and asked him if he was in town for business or pleasure. The Skinners lived on the far end of Madison County and even though Jim spent most of his time in town, Harlan usually came in only for business. “Old man” Harlan said “I’m here for both…cuz it is going to be a pleasure to do the business I came here for” he replied with some laughter coming from his crew…”Bar Tend!! Bring us a bottle a whiskey!” Skinner laughing along with them said, “well let me be the first to introduce you to my new deputy…..Cole Hornback”. The laughing stopped as we made eye contact, I nodded...”Harlan”….Harlan, just stared back at me, with a cold look in his eyes, without blinking he yelled “Bar Keep!!! Make that TWO bottles!!” A piano started playin and the chattering started back up, echoing once again off of those cedar planks.

Sometimes I feel as if I need to pinch myself to see if I am still in some sort of dream or nightmare. All I know was that not too long ago my biggest concern was getting my chores done so I could get in on some fishing on the river or impress Elli Taylor who I went to school with and had been sweet on since I was old enough to walk. Now, I have not only been responsible for ending a man’s life, seeing my Ma lose a battle with health, wondering where my Pa is, and if he is even alive. I have sent my sister away and now I am on the verge of dealing with an angry Harlan Spencer, who wants revenge for my actions.

Skinner and I decided to fetch ourselves a bite to eat next door to the Saloon, and keep an eye on Harlan and his boys. Elli was a waitress in the diner and I could tell by the look on her face that she was awful worried about me; she cleared off a table next to the front window, where Skinner and my father would always sit. It allowed them to keep an eye on things as they would sometimes sit, drink coffee and catch up on the local gossip with the regular locals. We know sooner began to eat when we noticed the three hired hands that come in with Harlan was strolling past the diner towards the other side of town. I was ready to jump up and follow them, but Skinner told me to sit back down and finish off our dinner. “Let them boys be for now”. He proceeded to lecture me on the importance of eatin a good meal, and not getting all worked up over things you can’t control. “How about a piece of pie?” ol Skinner said to me with a big ol cheesy grin. My appetite was not all that good, but Skinner had a way of always making things lighter for me. Elli cut us a nice slice of fresh apple pie, and we both finished it off and topped it off with a cup of coffee. I was starting to feel a sense of confidence. Skinner was amazing to me, and he has taught me so much these last few days, I would be for ever grateful to him.

Feeling much better, I picked up the bill and paid Elli for our meal, and even managed to muster up enough coolness to give her a small kiss on her jaw, as I put on my Stetson. We strolled back over to the Middle River Saloon. Skinner wanted to have a little chat with Harlan.

There seemed to be a little tension as we flung the bar room doors wide and entered. I had noticed the second bottle of whiskey that Harlan had, was nearly empty, and the Spencer boys were looking a little flushed. Skinner spun a chair around backwards and sat in it with the back of the chair facing Harlan and rested his hands on top of it. “I certainly hope y’all are enjoying yourselves tonight, but I feel I owe it to you, and remind you that our job is to keep things peaceful in Winterset. If there was any intention of doing anything that might force us to utilize our given skills to fulfill our sworn in duties, we are more than eager to comply, and with that said” Skinner said as he slapped the table “Enjoy your stay in town”.


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      Old Poolman 6 years ago

      CMerrit - I'm not a literary expert by any sense of the word, but to me this is outstanding. I suspect this would make a great "dime novel" which of course now cost at least $5.95. In my opinion, you have found your niche in life.

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      Chris Merritt 6 years ago from Pendleton, Indiana

      OP,

      LOL, I'm not too sure about the $5.95, I would be honored if someone would be willing to give me that dime...LOL

      Thank you for your kind remark...I'm not sure if I have a niche, but for now, I'm having some fun with it.

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      50 Caliber 6 years ago from Arizona

      Aye, you are getting polished in your delivery like that shine of a Marines boot at inspection. I'm liking this well. Keep on now as you are leaving me wanting to turn the page, voted up and usefully awesome! dust

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      Chris Merritt 6 years ago from Pendleton, Indiana

      you are making me blush!!

      lol

      Thanks Dusty...:)

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      50 Caliber 6 years ago from Arizona

      No time for tenderness, old son, the lead is about to fly, I'm guessing, Ha! dust

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      Sueswan 6 years ago

      I have read all three chapters. You are a very talented writer. I would definitely want Cole Hornback coming to my rescue.

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      Chris Merritt 6 years ago from Pendleton, Indiana

      Susan, you are making my day. Thanks for that way too kind remark. Ol Cole is becoming quite the stud, isn't he.

      lol

      :)

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      Sueswan 6 years ago

      He sure is. :) And you are an excellent writer.

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      WillStarr 6 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

      This just keeps getting better as the tension builds! Excellent story telling.

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      Good story, Chris...I hope they enjoy their stay as much as I am enjoying this read! WB

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      Chris Merritt 6 years ago from Pendleton, Indiana

      To sue, will and wayne....thank you, thank you and thank you.

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      Brenda Barnes 6 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

      Again, this is great entertainment. I am looking forward to the saloon doors bursting open and fighting men spilling forth-like on Gunsmoke. lol

      This really is that excellent C-Merritt. I just love this story.

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      Chris Merritt 6 years ago from Pendleton, Indiana

      lol, Thanks Hyphenbird... :)

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      Becky 5 years ago

      I am still reading and still enjoying. Having more fun.

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      Chris Merritt 5 years ago from Pendleton, Indiana

      Becky...

      :)

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