Cannon Mines E-Book

Danny Arnold

• Herausgeber: BooxAi
• Kategorie: Sachliteratur, Reportagen, Biografien
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Grant Cannon’s father left a hardscrabble East Texas farm for the Colorado gold fields in the 1860s.  After two years of waiting, their mother left for San Francisco and Grant and his brother headed west to look for their father, Dale.  They stumble on a collection of homesteads that the residents, mostly former slaves, call Freedom Town.  They stay there for several years, thinking that Dale is dead.  
Dale had been shot and robbed but survived three years alone in the mountains with amnesia.  The brothers find Dale and bring back toward normalcy.  Dale told them where to find much gold and silver, which turned into Cannon Mines.
Grant turned his newfound wealth into a large horse ranch west of Denver.  Three friends also bought multiple sections of land bordering Grant’s.  The small group have to fight to protect their property from claim jumpers, rustlers, thieves, Cuban assassins, wild animals, and Ute horse raiders.  They also helped rescue a Freedom Town resident from a lynch mob in Denver.
This book describes how a man raises himself up from poverty to wealth while maintaining high moral character.  It is chock full of western action, heroes, and villains.

Leseprobe

Cannon Mines

Danny Arnold & Garry Smith

Copyright © 2022 by Danny Arnold & Garry Smith

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ISBN 978-965-578-028-4

Cannon Mines

Freedom Town

Book Six

Danny Arnold

Garry Smith

Contents

Major Characters

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

About the Authors

Previous books

Notes

This book is a work of fiction, and all of the main characters are entirely fictional.

We want to thank those who gave us invaluable ideas and constructive feedback: our brides, Peggy Arnold and Charlotte Smith.

Major Characters

Background: A group of former slaves embarked on an epic journey at the end of the Civil War. They left a burned-out plantation in Louisiana and traveled to south Texas to gather wild longhorns and mustangs. After wintering there, they moved themselves and all their stock to the Purgatoire Valley in southeastern Colorado Territory.

Twenty-three homesteads initially were filed. They called this collection of homesteads Freedom Town.

During their journey and after establishing Freedom Town, a number of other people joined the original group, including the two main characters in this book – Clark and Grant Cannon.

Angelina: Grant’s wife, daughter of Gloria.Argeni: Comanche, mother of Na’ura, wife of Talako.Cat Jones: Primary leader of Freedom Town. Competent with all forms of weaponry, including his throwing knives and 14-inch Arkansas Toothpick (Bowie).Catori: Ute teenager, son of Chief Ouray.Chaffee: Denver legislator, banker, mine owner. Brought Clark to Denver as an assistant.Clark: Young white man who joined Freedom Town after helping them fight off an Indian attack. Became assistant to Chaffee. Brother of Grant.Dale: Father of Clark and Grant.Fernando: Young Mexican who scouts for the freight line. Trained by Gabe.Gabe: Homesteader, son of William and Cat’s mother, half-brother to Cat, Cletus, and Justin, a former slave.Gato: Cat’s brother, found in Cuba.Gloria: Joined Freedom Town after saving Rufus and Boo, mate of Rufus, mother of Angelina.Grant: Young white man who joined Freedom Town after helping them fight off an Indian attack. Brother of Clark.Guadalupe: Ricardo Casillas daughter, mate of Skeeter.Juana: Joins Freedom after being rescued from Indian kidnappers.Kate: Rescued from slavers, Lizzie’s sister.Koi: Homesteader, Choctaw, brother of Talako, taught Cat and Cletus woodcraft when all were boys. Mate of Na’ura.Kostini: Father of Koi and Talako, mate of Talulah.Lily: Homesteader, sister to Walter and William, only white person to leave Louisiana with the caravan, known as Miss Lily and Lady Lilian Sheffield Blackstone. Helped lead the caravan.Margo: Mate of Clark, daughter of Chaffee.Martha: Dale’s wife and mother of Clark and Grant.Morgan: Denver mine owner, Margo’s father, father-in-law of Clark.Na’ura: Comanche kidnapped when a child Kiowa. Found by homesteaders and joins the group. Becomes the mate of Koi and a valuable member of Freedom Town.Robley: Captain of Colorado Rangers.Rufus: Homesteader, a former slave who fought for Union, saved Cat’s life when Cletus was killed.Santana: Paso Fino trainer from Havana.Skeeter: Arrived in Freedom Town with Solomon, mate of Guadalupe.Solomon: Former slave, part of a group, kept in bondage by an unscrupulous planter for two years after the Civil War.Talako: Homesteader, Choctaw, brother of Koi, taught Cat woodcraft when all were boys, mate of Angeni.

ChapterOne

March 1869

Cat Jones sat thinking about the Leadership Council’s recent planning efforts. “Freedom Town is a dramatically different place than it was only a few years ago. The herds have multiplied to the point we now have thousands of cattle and horses, and they are becoming well-known in the region. The performance of our stallions and mules in the Denver races and pulling contests has been amazing. Many people are now interested in buying Freedom Town horses and mules, and they are willing to pay a premium.

Doc’s alcohol is selling great and is well known regionally, and the railroad contract is beginning to push its reputation even further out. People in Kansas City and beyond are enjoying our fine selections.

The sawmill operation that Freedom Town bought into is growing and prosperous. Wilbur and Annie Mae are seldom here now, and that leaves a hole. Wilbur is sharp, and Annie Mae had been prepped to become another Miss Lily. Of course, Kate has smoothly assumed that role.

The freight line is very prosperous, but we are facing a troublesome cloud on the horizon. The railroads are coming closer and will arrive in Denver in a few years. Their arrival will greatly shrink our long-haul freight wagon business. We can shift to local hauling, especially in the mining areas, but that will be distinctly different. We probably need to begin that shift before the railroads get to Denver. The Leadership Council and Rufus have to prepare for different kinds of operations.

Grant approached Cat with a somewhat peculiar look on his face. Cat had a feeling that Grant was bringing news that he would rather not hear.

Grant said, “I’ve been thinking a lot about my dad lately. I would really like to find him. We need to know him better and help him regain a normal life. Living like a wild mountain hermit is a tough life for someone approaching middle age. It’s hard and brutal up there. We now have the money to make his life much easier, and he’s the only reason we have that money. I want to find him again, get him out of the mountains, and do whatever it takes to help him get his memory back.”

Cat thought about Grant’s backstory, “His father, Dale Cannon, left their small hardscrabble farm in East Texas and came west to the gold fields. After not hearing from him for two years, his wife Martha abandoned the farm and went to California. Grant and his brother Clark were in their mid and late teens. They sold everything and headed for Colorado to find their father.

The brothers wandered by Freedom Town when it was under attack by Kiowas. They joined the fray and were instrumental in Freedom Town’s victory. They were told that Dale Cannon had been shot and robbed by a gang of thieves. The brothers stopped their search and joined forces with Freedom Town.

Grant later married Angelina and they took a brief honeymoon trip into the mountains. Dale Cannon wandered into their camp one afternoon. He had been shot but not killed. He rolled into a steep canyon out of sight of the thieves. He woke up with amnesia and had been wandering around the mountains for almost three years. His clothes were in tatters and his hair and beard were long and wild.

By then, he had finally remembered his name. He told Grant who he was but could remember nothing else. Grant was shocked! Dale showed Grant and Angelina a bag of gold nuggets and pointed out where he found them. He then slipped away during the night.

Grant and Angelina eventually looked where Dale said he found the gold, lots of gold. Grant and Clark staked a claim there, and they would soon be incredibly wealthy young men.

Cat knew that one of his most capable Defenders would be leaving Freedom Town, at least for a while. Actually, because Angelina would accompany Grant, they were going to lose two capable Defenders.

Cat responded, “I certainly understand how you feel. If I knew my dad was living alone in those mountains, I would turn over every rock there until I found him. What can we do to help you?”

“I’ve not talked to anyone else about this—not even Angelina. I’m sure she will want to go along. I’m also thinking of asking Talako because this could be a challenging tracking job. So, unfortunately, my search will affect Freedom Town’s security.”

“Yes, it will do that, but we can figure out how to handle it. I don’t need you here while your mind is elsewhere. A Defender must have his mind and body completely in the game. Check with Angelina and Talako and we’ll talk about what you need for your search.”

Grant sought out Angelina and told her about his feelings and his talk with Cat. She responded, “I was getting close to asking you what’s been bothering you lately. You definitely should search for him. If it were my father, I would want us to find him. You, Clark, Margo, and I owe Dale a lot. He has finally been able to provide his family with the financial security he longed for them when he left home.”

She continued, “Clark will probably want to help you if he has regained enough strength. I will go with you as far as Denver. I want to spend some time with Lizzie and Margo.”

With that encouragement, he talked to Talako about going along. Talako understood the need for a son to have a father in his life -- he had been away from his father for over two years before his parents moved to Freedom Town.

Skeeter heard them talking and approached, “Man, I’ve never seen the Shining Mountains. I would love to go with y’all and help with your search.”

Grant liked and trusted Skeeter, “Hey, that’s a good idea. I’ll talk with Cat to find out what he thinks about Freedom Town’s defensive situation if four of us go searching.”

Grant found Cat near the stallion barn helping Gabe gentle two horses. He said, “Angelina does want to go, and Talako is interested. Skeeter heard us talking and wants to see the Shining Mountains. Would that leave you enough Defenders?”

Cat responded, “I’ve been thinking about the defense situation, and I believe we will be okay. Malachi and a couple of others did great in our training, and Gabe tells me that he has been working with Fernando. He will be the main scout and Defender for the freight wagons. You go find Dale and don’t worry about us.”

Cat had also been thinking about chatting with Gato and thought it was time to do it. He found him helping Homer with the mules and waved him over.

Cat began, “Gato, I have definitely enjoyed having you around here. You have filled a place in my heart. But you need to do some thinking about your future.”

“What do you mean?”

“Even though you have fit into Freedom Town very well, you helped Gran Gato run a large tobacco operation in Cuba. I know that he was the big jefe, but you were also a jefe from the time you were a young teenager. I’m worried that you will eventually become uncomfortable within the confines of Freedom Town.”

Cat continued, “You now have the money to do anything you want to do. You might want to think about getting your own ranch or farm or other business.”

Gato said, “Hmm. You may be right. I need to do some serious thinking. Right now, I don’t think that I will just pick up stakes and leave. Maybe the right door will open and it will be obvious that I should walk through it. If not, I’m still quite comfortable here.”

Cat responded, “Good! I really like having you around, but I want you to be happy and fulfilled. If you decide to do something different, I hope you don’t move very far away!”

Gato grinned and said, “You know, I’ve been talking with Juana. I think we would make a fine couple. If things keep progressing, I’m going to ask her to jump the broom with me.”

“Y’all do make a good couple. I hope it works out for you both.”

Grant, Angelina, Talako, and Skeeter headed for Denver the next morning. Each person took his favorite horse and each of the three men trailed a pack mule. It would take quite a bit of gear to troop around the mountains for several weeks. It was only late March and not much snow had melted in the mountains, and it could get very cold in April. They also took as much food as they could and decided to pick up more canned food in Denver, knowing they could hunt for meat.

Rather than riding directly to Pueblo, the party rode first to La Junta. Grant wanted to send Clark a telegram about their venture. He wanted to give him a chance to think about it before they got to Denver and to work on persuading Margo to let him go.

Clark was packed and ready to go when they arrived in Denver. Margo worried that he had not regained all his strength, but he thought he was strong enough. Besides, the mountain air would likely help him.

Margo and Angelina sincerely hoped that the men would find their dad and bring him back. Dale had been alone in those unforgiving mountains for almost three years, and, according to Grant and Angelina, he had evolved into a wild man.

Margo and Lizzie were happy with Angelina’s decision to stay in Denver. Margo knew she and Angelina would worry the entire time the men were gone, and Margo’s pregnancy did not make the worrying any easier. She invited Angelina to stay with her, but Angelina wanted to stay at the boarding house. She wanted some privacy and alone time. But she told Margo to come over anytime she wanted to talk or send for her.

The search party headed toward the Cannon Mines. Grant had met Dale in that area, so it seemed like the best place to begin the search. As soon as they arrived where they met Dale, Talako rode ahead to search for any recent signs. He found nothing and waved the others in.

The four riders sat on their horses talking about what to do next. Suddenly they heard shooting coming from a nearby canyon, and they could tell it was not hunters!

They galloped toward the shooting and discovered a huge boulder in the mouth of the canyon entrance. Clark and Grant rode to the right of the boulder, with Talako and Skeeter veering left.

A gang of three men was having a running gun battle with four Colorado Rangers. The gang galloped to the boulder’s left, directly at Talako and Skeeter!

The gang members saw Talako and Skeeter and fired a couple of wild shots at them. The Freedom Towners quickly dismounted and returned fire -- the three gang members tumbled from their horses. Skeeter and Talako rode carefully to them and found that all three were alive. The Rangers arrived along with Grant and Clark just as they were kicking weapons away from the men.

Robley and Mac were part of the Ranger party. They dismounted and put handcuffs on the three villains. Robley then turned to the Freedom Towners and said, “These boys have been rustling cattle all around here, and there’s a reward on each man.”

Talako looked over at Skeeter and said, “You’re wounded. Looks like just a crease, but it’s bleeding a little. Some of Doc’s ‘shine and a bandage will fix it up.”

The Rangers and the Freedom Towners built a small fire and made a pot of coffee. Robley pulled out a bag of jerky, passed it around, and said, “We’ve been in the saddle trailing that gang for two days. This is our first meal standing on the ground. I want to thank y’all. Might have saved us a couple more days of hard riding. I’ll hold y’all’s reward in the Denver Ranger office.”

Mac asked, “By the way, what are y’all doing so far from home?”

Clark responded, “Grant and his new bride saw our dad up here last year. We thought he was dead all this time. He was shot, but rolled off into a ravine. He lost his memory and has been wandering around up here for almost three years. We are looking for him.”

Grant shared the full story of finding Dale after they were told three years ago that he had been shot and killed. He described Dale and asked if they knew anyone that looked like that.

Mac responded, “I’ve heard reports of someone who looks like that. People have seen him in a valley about three miles north of here. I’ve not personally seen him, but another Ranger and a couple of hunters told me he’s in there.”

He continued, “You can’t get into the valley on horseback. You’ll have to leave your horses and walk down a steep slope. There’s probably a better place to get in somewhere, but I don’t know where it might be.”

Mac drew a map in the dirt and said, “It’s not hard to find. The valley looks to be several hundred acres, maybe a full section, and it’s pretty lush. That’s why the hunters went in there. They got a little spooked by the ‘wild man’ and skedaddled out of there.”

They parted ways with the Rangers and found the valley easily. Talako quickly found a good place to leave the horses. The slope was steep and nasty, just like Mac said. Talako searched for a way to get the stock into the valley while the others climbed down the treacherous trail to explore.

They found a few encouraging signs, but not much. They did not see anyone because Dale was hiding and watching them. He was well camouflaged with his worn-out raggedy clothing, wild hair and beard, and dirty body.

A few hours later, Talako rode up to them with the horses and pack mules. He had found a game trail just large enough to get the stock down safely. Grant asked Talako to help him look around for more sign. They found human tracks but they were hard to read. The man was not wearing shoes and getting a good read was challenging.

Talako and Grant returned to the area where they had found the most tracks. Clark realized he needed to rest, so he found a large tree and sat on the ground leaning back against the trunk.

Talako found a place where the grass was bent over as if someone had recently passed. He called Grant over and they kept looking.

A wild-looking man suddenly appeared at the edge of a clearing. Grant saw that it was Dale and walked toward him.

The man said, “I recognize you. You are Grant. I’ve had dreams about you as a boy and about a farm somewhere.”

Grant said, “That’s good. We’ve been looking for you. This is a friend, Talako. Clark, your oldest son, is with me. We want to talk with you.”

Dale did not seem to like the idea that they had been able to find him. He was scared of people because most people were scared of him. Talako walked back to get Clark and Skeeter while Grant tried to calm Dale.

When Clark walked up, he said, “Hello, Dad. I’m Clark. Do you remember me?”

Dale’s answer was a halting, “I, I, I don’t remember much before I woke up in that ravine. I have been having some dreams about Grant and another boy and working on a farm. Nothing is clear.”

“Can we sit and talk? Maybe we can help you remember.”

“Yes, let’s go to my cave and talk. Do you have anything to eat? It’s been a while since I had anything but some roots.”

“Yes, we can put a meal together pretty quickly. Talako will kill a deer and we will have venison tonight. We brought some canned goods along. Skeeter, will you help Talako bring the mules and horses? We can set up camp right outside the cave.”

Clark and Grant entered Dale’s cave. It was better than they expected. Several small boulders were perfect for sitting, and a bed of leaves and grass was close to a fire ring. Dale had torches scattered around and one blanket that had seen better days. The cave had a small mouth but widened to about twenty by twenty, and the ceiling varied from eight to ten feet high. There was also a narrow opening in the rear of the chamber.

The boys were impressed but heartbroken that Dale had been living for several years in these conditions. They both wanted to get him into a better situation. After all, Dale had left the farm to try to create a better life for his family.

Grant began, “We just had to try to find you. That spot you showed Angelina and me is now a gold mine. Clark and I will soon be wealthy young men. You left the farm to find gold so we could have a better life, and you found it for us.”

Dale seemed somewhat overwhelmed. He said, “I saw the two of you picking up gold nuggets with two women. I thought you would find a lot of nuggets. I don’t have much use for gold. Towns scare me, and I scare the people that come around here.”

“Those women are now our wives. They are good women and want to meet you.”

Dale said, “They are pretty. One of them has lived outdoors more than the other. They both worked hard to find that gold. I think I must have had a wife once. I’ve seen a woman in those dreams I mentioned. When and why did I leave two boys and a wife?”

Clark responded, “We were extremely poor and had a small hardscrabble farm. You came west looking to strike it rich. After two years of waiting for your return, our mother left and Grant and I were alone. We sold the farm and started west to find you. We found a group of people who let us stay in their community. We were told that you were dead -- shot in the head by a bunch of thieves. We quit looking for you and made a good life for ourselves. Then Grant and Angelina met you in the mountains.”

Dale said, “When Grant and I stumbled into each other, I had no memory of any life before I was shot. I was confused, so I decided it was better for me to just slip away to my cave. Later, I started having dreams, and Grant’s image would come to me while I slept. Later on, the images became a little clearer, and another boy showed up in them. Recently, a woman and a farm shack have shown up occasionally.”

Clark said, “You seem to be getting some of your memory back. I’ve read some books about amnesia, and they say it sometimes happens just like you describe. Grant and I want to spend some time with you. Maybe we can talk and help you get back more memories. Is that okay with you?”

“I suppose so. It’s frustrating not knowing who you are. I would like to know more about myself and what I did before I got shot.”

Grant said, “Let’s eat and we will talk more. We can stay with you and make sure you have enough to eat. Here’s some pemmican, and we will have venison steaks tonight.”

After Dale ate a small portion of pemmican, Talako and Skeeter came into the cave. Talako had taken a young deer with his bow, and they had already butchered it. Talako built a small fire while Skeeter gathered more wood. Talako soon had backstrap roasting on the fire.

The venison smelled wonderful to Dale. His gun was broken, and hunting with a knife had not been fruitful.

The men ate in silence. Dale seemed to be deep in thought, and they did not want to overwhelm him. The light began to fade and Skeeter went out to take care of the stock. The lush grass kept them from wandering far. Talako said that he did not think the stock would try to leave the valley because of the luscious grass and steep trails.

Grant eased over to Talako and they went outside to talk. Grant said, “The first time I met Dale, he slipped off during the first night. I’m afraid he might do that again. Can you sleep near the opening and make sure that doesn’t happen?”

“Sure. By the way, Skeeter and I are going to explore the valley tomorrow. Y’all need some bonding time with Dale. Maybe y’all can help him get back to his old self. We’ll be back before dark.”

Dale did not try to leave during the night. He slept soundly after his big meal. He had not slept that well in months.

Grant warmed the leftover roast venison and Talako made fry bread, resulting in a magnificent breakfast. Skeeter opened a can of peaches and Dale ate most of the can. The peaches tasted fantastic to Dale and seemed to spark occasional flashes of memory.

Dale said, “I can remember tasting peaches a couple of times. We were too poor to afford them very often.”

Talako and Skeeter soon left to explore the valley. The three Cannon men spent the day talking and reminiscing. Occasionally, something seemed to click for Dale. His flashes of memory became clearer and occurred more frequently as the day wore on.

Late that afternoon, Dale asked, “Who’s the woman I’m seeing in my dreams?”

Clark responded, “I’m sure she’s our mother and your wife, Martha. We saw her last June for the first time in a long time. She lives in San Francisco.” He decided it was not the time to mention that she abandoned them for a gambler.

Skeeter and Talako returned at dusk. Talako cut up more venison and roasted it on the fire. Dale again ate ravenously. It was obvious that he had been near starvation. Talako slept near the cave opening again that night.

About midnight Dale sat up and screamed, “Who am I? Where are you?” He was dreaming again. Talako stirred the fire to get more light in the cave, and both Grant and Clark went to their dad’s side to comfort him.

Dale said, “Remembering more things is scary because I can’t remember anything clearly.”

As soon as breakfast was over, Skeeter and Talako rode out for more exploring. Before they left, Talako said, “Grant, y’all might want to start making jerky with the leftover venison. I’ll bring in fresh meat night.”

Grant cut the remaining venison in small strips for jerky while Clark built a small drying frame from green branches he gathered just outside the cave. Dale was amazed at how the boys made jerky. It was a skill that was among the many things he did not remember. The aroma of the smoking meat was fantastic.

Their conversations that day went well, with Dale remembering more and more things with greater clarity. The talk ranged from the boy’s early life to what they did after he left. Dale began to smile at some of the stories and said he had dreams that matched some of the stories. They were making progress.

Dale asked more questions about his early life, but the boys could not provide much information. He also asked many questions about Martha. It was becoming increasingly clear that he wanted to see her and talk with her. They were beginning to accept the idea that Martha would be needed to help bring Dale back from the foggy, murky world his mind had been in.

The next day they spent more time talking about Martha without saying she had left with a gambler. Dale did not think to ask why she was not with them. They had to get him back to Denver and let him spend time with Martha, regardless of their feelings toward her.

ChapterTwo

March 1869

Skeeter and Talako came back to the cave that afternoon in a state of high excitement! They had found many gold nuggets in a clear stream about two miles from the cave! They also found some white rocks on a ledge high above the streambed that contained many veins that they thought might be gold!

Talako said, “We picked up a lot of loose nuggets. We’ll go back there tomorrow to pick up more of them. We will share with y’all.”

Dale responded, “I’m not interested in that gold. Y’all found it, and it’s yours as far as I’m concerned.”

Clark and Grant agreed, and Grant said, “I hope y’all can make a lot of money from that find.”

Skeeter was really talkative and wanted to explain how they discovered the gold, “We were riding along a little creek and talking about how clear mountain streams are. We decided to let the horses get a drink and have one ourselves. When we bent down to drink, we saw shiny golden rocks in the gravel under the water. We both fetched one, and Talako said, ‘I’ve never seen a gold nugget before, but I think that is what we are holding.’”

“The only gold I’ve ever seen was Thistlewhite’s gold coins, but this stuff shorly do shine.”

He continued, “We saw a little stream flowing into the creek, and there wuz a lot more of them shiny rocks laying around. We walked up it a ways and found more and more nuggets. I stumbled and fell on some rock that didn’t look like any I’d ever seen. It was white and had some veins running through it -- we think that’s where the nuggets came from. Clark, are we gonna be rich?”

Clark answered, “You probably will be rich in the near future. Those nuggets you picked up will provide you with a lot of money. If what you tripped over is a real vein, you will be richer than you’ve ever imagined.”

Grant added, “That’s much like what happened when Dale showed Angelina and me a ravine that had a lot of nuggets in it. Many men spend most of their life looking for gold and never find much, and then some people like us just stumble across it. It makes one wonder about the world.”

Talako also brought in five grouse and roasted them for their supper, a scrumptious repast. Dale ate more than his share, but no one minded. There was much talk about gold and what they could do with it, especially by Skeeter. In only a couple of years, he had gone from being a slave to being a potentially wealthy young man, and his head was spinning.

After supper, Clark said, “Y’all need to go to Denver and file a claim on the property. I think you should ride in tomorrow and take a note I’ll write to Mr. Chaffee at the bank. He’s my boss, and he will help y’all deposit the nuggets you found and file a joint claim. I’ll also ask him to send his mining engineer back with you.”

“Also, please go by the Morgan mansion and let Margo know we found our dad and are making substantial progress with him. We should be back in Denver in a week or so.”

Talako and Skeeter left at first light for Denver rather than picking up more nuggets that day. They took the nuggets they found, along with Clark’s letter. The two men talked a lot on the ride. Skeeter tried unsuccessfully to stifle his joy and enthusiasm.

Talako suggested, “We should go to the bank first and deposit the nuggets we found.”

Skeeter responded, “I agree. I want to see how much they are worth. If that mining engineer thinks there’s enough gold to start a mine, maybe we can partner with Chaffee and Morgan like Grant and Clark are doing.”

“Yep, operating a mine is something neither of us knows anything about.”

They entered the bank and walked over to the receptionist in front of Chaffee’s office. Skeeter said, “Ma’am, Clark Cannon sent us to see Mr. Chaffee.”

A look of alarm flickered across her face, and she exclaimed, “Oh My! Is something wrong? Has he been shot again?”

“No, ma’am. They found their daddy.”

She beamed and clapped her hands, “Thank goodness! Mr. Chaffee is with someone now, but I think they are just chatting. I will get him.”

She knocked on Chaffee’s door and stepped in for a brief moment. Chaffee and another man stepped out beaming – the other man was Ed Morgan.

Morgan said, “What’s this about my son-in-law? He really found his dad?”

Skeeter responded, “Yes, sir. Clark and Grant are with him now. He’s getting some of his memory back.”

“How did they find him?”

“We ran into some Rangers, and Ranger Mac told us that he had heard about a wild man living in a nearby valley. He drew a map in the dirt, and he was right. Mr. Cannon was there.”

Skeeter handed the letter to Chaffee and said, “Clark sent us here on some business.”

Chaffee quickly read the letter and said, “Come into my office. Is it all right if Mr. Morgan sits in?”

“Yes, sir.”

When they were seated, Talako dumped the contents of his saddle bags on Chaffee’s desk. Both men whistled!

Chaffee said, “My! My! Those nuggets look like pure gold! Do you think there is more?”

Skeeter replied, “Yes, sir. We saw more laying on the surface, but it was getting dark on us. We also found a ledge of white rock with all kinds of veins running through them. That might be gold. That’s why Clark said we should come straight to you and then get a claim filed.”

“Clark was definitely right. We’ll get the gold deposited for you.”

Morgan spoke up, “Jerome, I can take them to file their claim.”

Chaffee said, “My mining engineer, Franz Wagner, is off at one of our mines. I will send for him.”

Skeeter added, “Mr. Morgan, Clark also wants us to go by your house to tell Miss Margo about Clark’s daddy.”

“Good! She will be so excited. We will go file the claim first, and then you can follow me to see Margo.”

It took a couple of hours to get the claim filed. They then followed Morgan to his mansion. Margo was absolutely delighted with the news about Clark’s dad. She insisted that they stay for dinner and tell her all about the search. Ed and Sylvia Morgan also wanted to hear everything. They sat on the veranda and sipped on some of Doc’s fine rum.

After dinner, Skeeter and Talako bedded down in the livery stable. Before they dozed off, Skeeter said, “You realize that this may be the last time we ever sleep in a barn with the animals.”

“Yep, I bet we’ll miss it one day.”

The next morning they rode to the bank. Chaffee handed each man five twenty dollar gold pieces and said, “I opened an account for each of you and there is just over a thousand dollars in each account. I hope your claim will put much more into those accounts.”

It took three days to get back with Mr. Wagner. They bought supplies and an extra horse for Dale. Mr. Wagner had two pack horses for all his equipment. He also suggested that they leave before daylight to arouse as little attention as possible. They ate a little pemmican in the saddle.

About an hour after leaving Denver, Talako rode up next to Skeeter and said, “We are being followed. I think there are five of them. They have one out front trying to keep us in sight. The others are about two or three hundred yards behind him. Can’t think of any good reason for someone to be following us.”

He rode up to Mr. Wagner and delivered the same message. He responded, “That’s often a problem when someone rides out with me. Denver’s sorry vermin have a habit of watching me. If I start out with anyone, they assume I’m going to check a gold claim, which is usually correct. What do you think we should do?”

Talako thought for a moment and said, “First, we need to confirm somehow that they are a danger to us. Then maybe we should improve our odds. Y’all keep going up this trail. I will circle back and try to pick up some conversation. If it’s not good, I’ll pick off two or three with my bow. That will make the fight pretty even. Give me a half hour and then stop to give the horses a blow. Get your rifles and find a good hiding place. I’ll attack them from the rear. They should come right to y’all.”

He gave Skeeter the same message and then pulled ahead a few hundred yards. He circled to the uphill side and waited for the gang to pass. The scout went by, and then the other four came along later riding single file. He could hear the two men in front talking, “If that mining engineer finds anything, we’ll be able to tell. When he leaves, them two boys are going to disappear.”

That statement was enough to confirm that the men intended to attack them later. He waited for the last rider to pass and put an arrow in his side. He would have preferred a throat shot to reduce the possibility of the man yelling. The rider made no sound anyway. He just slipped off his horse and fell into some bushes.

By the time the rider hit the ground, Talako was moving toward the next man. He remembered seeing a rock formation that would make a great ambush point. This rider was not paying much attention, and Talako jumped from the rock to the horse’s back. In one smooth motion, he drew his razor-sharp knife across the man’s throat. Two down and three to go.

Talako continued on the man’s horse until he was close to the third rider. He decided that he wanted to spook the scout and front man toward Skeeter and Mr. Wagner, so he pulled a rifle from its scabbard and shot the third man. Sure enough, the front rider and scout raced ahead. Skeeter shot the scout with his 10 gauge.

The lone remaining ruffian tried to run but did not know which way to go. His horse bolted and fell as it left the steep trail. It rolled over the man and broke several bones, including the man’s neck.

Mr. Wagner sat behind a tree and looked at Talako, “I was told you Freedom Towners were a salty bunch, but that was hugely impressive! You took out five men without them firing a shot. Skeeter only had to get one, and he really got him with that buckshot. Amazing!”

The wait for Talako and Skeeter to return was filled with much conversation between Dale, Clark, and Grant. Those were really good days for the three Cannon men. Dale remembered more things, and some of his memories about the boys were getting much clearer. He asked several times about Martha. Clark and Grant were careful in what they told him.

When Skeeter, Talako, and Franz Wagner rode into camp, they unloaded their gear and quickly led the engineer to their claim. He went to work immediately.

The next afternoon Clark picked up a flaming torch and explored deeper into the cave. He saw a different kind of rock and realized it was quartz. He looked closer at the vivid streak running through it – he thought it might be silver! He asked Mr. Wagner to take a look at the quartz that night.

Mr. Wagner entered the opening and returned in about thirty minutes. He said, “That is very high-grade silver ore, and there appears to be a lot of it.”

The Cannon men had another area to stake out and claim. It now appeared Dale would also be rich. Their problem would be getting him to accept the money. He did not want money now, but Clark thought that might change as the memories continued to return.

The boys recognized that Dale’s mental condition was improving but still quite fragile. Clark told Dale that he could come to Denver and live with him and Margo. Grant made the same offer about Freedom Town.

Dale knew about the hustle and bustle of Denver and did not want to live with so many people around. He had some interest in Freedom Town and asked many questions about it. He thought he might be able to live there. He also kept asking questions about Martha.