' So what's ahead,' asked the stranger in black clothing ,he was riding on his horse. A new green horn,I laughed getting off my horse looking at the new stranger,this should give me a laugh.' I think they called it the Ole ,it was just recently established I think the population is a thousand maybe.' The stranger smiled and nodded,telling me he paxking his six shooter and his horse gallopped ahead ,I stood next to my horse,' What do you think twenty four hours they might him,ha ha,I can't wait till he meets old man Joe.'Joe was the oldest in the town eighty years old but a bit on the naive side nowadays,but so was everyone else in the town,naive and think they're better then everyone,most of them were living in the past. I couldn't stop laughing I should had told the poor soul about the town,that's why I hadn't gone back there. Can't wait to see what happen to him. to be continued Baked Beans and Horses again .
Story inspired by life of the author's great grandfather, a Black Cowboy who kidnapped his Native American bride after a cattle drive from Waco, TX to Dodge City, KS. Their story, him a master horseman and her a trained to be a healer with herbs and