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Tragedy at Iron Flats
Tragedy at Iron Flats
Tragedy at Iron Flats
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Tragedy at Iron Flats

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Tragedy at Iron Flats is fiction based upon historical fact. Immigrants coming from England in the late 1800s make their way from Liverpool to their final destination in Denver, Colorado. The story is how the logistics transpired and how the characters felt during the travel of many thousands of miles by sea, train and finally by stagecoach.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateSep 25, 2017
ISBN9781370955824
Tragedy at Iron Flats
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Robert C. Waggoner

I now reside in the USA in Eastern Oregon. Due to health reasons, I don't write much anymore. I'll continue with a few short stories and all will be free to my readers. I'm privileged to have had thousands of readers download my stories. I thank you all. Happy reading and sure hope you have and will enjoy my writing. Robert [Bob] Waggoner

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    Tragedy at Iron Flats - Robert C. Waggoner

    Tragedy at Iron Flats

    Robert C. Waggoner

    Copyright 2017 by Robert C. Waggoner

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    Tragedy at Iron Flats

    Short Story

    Mr. Edwin Marsh, DDS and wife Anna were both staring out of a hotel window observing a heavy downpour scattering the citizens of St. Louis for cover. Women were holding their dresses up fighting a losing battle trying to keep them clean from all the mud and animal waste that was growing deeper by the minute. This city is dirtier than London, Anna exclaimed rather too loudly into Edwin's ear.

    Just think how green the grass will be after we cross the Mississippi River going west, Edwin said softly.

    Anna loved him for his soft voice which always gave her comfort in stressful times like this. It was the beginning that haunted her with nightmares. After leaving port in Liverpool, the unpredictable weather hit the overcrowded ship entering the Atlantic. Like the majority of passengers migrating to New York City, she too leaned over the side of the ship heaving up a mostly empty stomach into the frothy black water. As second class passengers, they had the advantage over steerage passengers. They were relegated to the bowels of the ship in such fetid conditions that most were in shock at what they endured for the week long, or in some cases, a month long journey to the promised land.

    By the time they entered the harbor in New York, the second leg of the journey was about to happen. Like cattle, they were ushered into a building for documentation. By the time she was asked so many redundant questions by a very rude officer, she almost lost it. Her soft spoken husband whispered in her ear: Darling, remember your lofty position. Don't lower yourself and grovel to these workers who are just trying to make a living like we hope for in a new country.

    Anna shut up, but if one was to inspect her inner lip and tongue, would find small wounds that took days to heal. Nutrition for substance was nowhere to be found on ship or land. She longed for back home where spring time brought forth fresh vegetables and warm bread with a cup of hot tea.

    Anna turned from the window which had streams of muddy water riveting down the glass. She flopped down on the soft bed and silently cried tears of loneliness for back home. They left family and friends at the dock. There was not a dry eye anywhere seen onboard or dockside. Soon a horn blew and lines were cast severing the ties of home forever.

    Edwin came over to the bed seeing the heaving of his wife back due to giant sobs emulating from the muffled covers. "Please don't cry, my darling. We can't go back because there's nothing to go back to. If we have a future, it must be here in the New World. God will see to our needs after we've suffered so mightily on our sojourn. The road ahead is difficult and fraught with some danger from

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