The Whole Nine Yarns
By Jim Moore
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Nine delightful tales of the west, both long ago and contemporary, are told in the charming style of a country gentleman. These tales of Montana and the West bring the reader back to a time when life was simpler —or was it?
Jim Moore
Jim Moore came from a home where reading was encouraged. His parents both enjoyed books so the house was filled with reading material, which he took advantage of from a young age.Along the highway from his family ranch near Two Dot, Montana to Bozeman, the old Jawbone road bed is visible at places. In passing by, it often occurred to him that a good yarn could be wrapped around the story of the railroad. About twelve years ago, he decided to see if he could write it. Thus came into being Ride the Jawbone.Other published titles by Jim Moore include: Election Day, The Body on the Floor of the Rotunda, and The Whole Nine Yarn, a compilation of nine of his short stories, and The Jenny. Another legal thriller, 8 Seconds, is slated for publication in 2017.Jim Moore has spent his life as a cattle rancher and a lawyer. He was raised and spent most of his life on the Moore ranch near Two Dot, Montana. His father brought a World War I airplane—a Curtis JN4 Jenny—to the family ranch in 1920 and barnstormed the state. Those experiences, as told to his son, seemed a proper basis for a legal murder mystery. An attractive young woman as the one with the flying machine made for a better yarn.Now retired, Jim lives quietly with his wife, Kay, on their farm south of Bozeman, Montana. He continues to write legal murder mysteries.
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The Whole Nine Yarns - Jim Moore
The Whole Nine Yarns
Tales of the West
Jim Moore
Copyright © 2014 Jim Moore
Gate illustrations, pages 1 and 142 © 2014 Kay Moore
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ISBN: 978-1-937849-23-8
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Nine Short Stories
by Jim Moore
The Proposal
Swamp
Bars’ Reputation
Harry’s Ride to Knothole
The Testimony of Toby Worth
Cut Fence
Lemonade Springs
Jerry Brayed
Madie’s Autumn Frolic
For Kay — as always
THE PROPOSAL
It was Ruby who insisted the men build the log school and the smaller teacherage, tucked away in the willow brush out of the wind. Ruby, too, found Miss Uremovich and persuaded her to come to that lonely place to teach the seven children who made up the student body.
Miss Uremovich was tall, almost six feet tall. She wore shapeless black dresses that concealed her figure—if she had a figure. Her face was plain, framed by dark hair, pulled back and tied in a bun at her neck. The glasses she wore had thick lenses that made her eyes appear to be twice as large as normal. She was quiet of manner and distant in her relationship with the few others who lived in that tiny community, lost in cattle country. Her age was a matter of speculation.
Ruby thought she was a good teacher, and Ruby was the only one in Stage Stop who cared about education or cared about Miss Uremovich. Only Ruby visited the teacher at the school or at the teacherage. If Miss Uremovich had a friend, it was Ruby. To the rest of the populace of the town she was just the schoolmarm.
Stage Stop was appropriately named. It was just a place where the stage came to a halt twice a week on its round trip from White Sulphur Springs to Big Timber. Standing by the road was a hotel that had a dining room on the ground floor, three rooms to rent on the second floor, and living quarters hitched onto the back. The saloon, a long, low log building, stood next to the hotel. On the other side of the road was a small store and post office where the stage loaded and discharged passengers and mail. Two houses, one behind the store, the other next to the creek, made up the rest of the town.
Ruby and her husband were the proprietors of the hotel. Ruby had been a teacher herself before she married Hank and allowed him to drag her away from home and family to the wilds of the Montana Territory. Aside from Miss Uremovich, Ruby had only Chastity for female companionship.
Unlike the town, Chastity was not appropriately named. She tended bar while Rast, to whom she may or may not have been married, helped the customers drink. Chastity was of indeterminate age, wore clothing that Ruby thought scandalous, used language that burned Ruby’s ears, and was careless with her favors to the cowpunchers who frequented the saloon.
Those who drank were the denizens of the ranch country around Stage Stop. They generally came to the saloon one at a time or in pairs. Now and again, a large group of those who rode the neighboring ranges would all arrive in town at the same time. Then the night became exciting for them and for Chastity. They drank and gambled. Once in a while she danced with a celebrant to a tune ground out of a violin by Rast, who thought he played like a virtuoso. But most of her time was spent pouring out the whiskey and watching as the men got drunk. As soon as they were drunk enough, she extracted extra money from them when they threw their coins on the bar. Some of it went to Rast. Most she kept for herself.
One Saturday night in the fall of the year, a dozen cowboys from ranches in the valley arrived at the saloon at the same time. After the boys had been drinking for a while and had worn out every other topic of conversation, their talk turned to the schoolmarm. Someone mentioned that she wasn’t married. Another wondered why. That led to a discussion about her lonely situation. Soon Silent Clyde, so named because even his whisper could be heard a mile away, backed up against the bar and proclaimed for all to hear, It’s a shame that poor woman doesn’t have a husband. I think we have an obligation to remedy the situation. Let’s draw straws to decide who goes to the teacherage, knocks on the door, and proposes marriage to Miss Uremovich.
This bit of idiocy stirred up raucous laughter from the inebriated crowd, but they all agreed to abide by the draw, whatever the result. If the cowboys’ fogged-up minds allowed them to think about it at all, each was sure another would pull the short straw.
Chastity, entering into the fun, jerked straws from a broom. She carefully broke them all to the same length, broke one in half, and waved the bundle in the air for the bachelors to see. Then she concealed them in her hand for the draw.
One after the other, the punchers stepped forward and pulled a straw from Chastity’s fist. Each of the first five to run the risk breathed out a sigh of relief and then giggled when he found that the straw he had pulled was a long one. The sixth to draw was Lawrence, who then stood staring at his hand. That hand held the short straw. At the look on his face, laughter broke out, loud and uproarious. The drunken assembly had found its goat.
Lawrence worked for Anson Gross. He was about nineteen years old, tall and skinny. His forehead sloped back from his eyebrows to a hairline that was already beginning to recede, and his nose hooked down toward a thin mouth above a receding chin. Lawrence was not good looking. He generally kept to himself and never had much to say. His fellow cowpunchers didn’t think he was very bright.
The unlucky cowboy was only in the saloon because his employer offered to buy drinks for the crew. They were celebrating the fact that the last of the hay had been pitched onto the stack. Now he was the center of attention with his drunken comrades slapping him on the back and yelling congratulations to him on his good luck. After that activity lost its attraction, they began to speculate on the teacher’s reaction to the proposal. It was the consensus that she would slap Lawrence in the face. The prospect of poor Lawrence enduring such a fate caused more laughter and the need for more whiskey.
Lawrence was sober. He had downed only one drink and participated in the drawing only because he couldn’t think of a way to avoid it. Now he realized that participation obligated him to propose to Miss Uremovich. There was no way out of it, but there was no fun in it for Lawrence.
The whole gang poured out the door of the saloon, whooping and laughing as they started up the road toward the teacherage, three hundred yards to the west. About halfway there, the ringleader waved them to a stop and directed all but Lawrence to stay out of sight. As Lawrence plodded on up the middle of the road by himself, the others skulked around in the brush to avoid being seen. But all made sure they were close enough to hear the proposal. The rowdies thought they were being quiet, but their noise was so loud it could be heard at the Gross ranch, a mile up the creek.
Lawrence stopped on the path in front of the teacherage, took a deep breath, then stepped to the door and knocked twice. He heard Miss Uremovich walking across the room and just had time to snatch his hat from his head before he was facing her.
She looked him up and down and asked, Yes?
Lawrence took a