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Much of the current ranch operations focused on preparing for the winter. The ranch hands were kept busy with any number of tasks, ranging from readying the bunk houses for the winter drafts and snows to unloading wagons full of hay and dry goods in case a heavy snow cut off access to Cheyenne. But despite their dedication to their work, harvest celebration week usually saw Margaret telling all of them to knock off for the day around midafternoon so they could go enjoy themselves.
Of course, the ranch hands all knew that their generous employer was also giving them the afternoons and evenings off so she could focus on her preparation for the show-riding event in Cheyenne. And with their ranch boss, John Baldwin, in on the event too, they all knew something special was brewing.
True to form, Maggie and John spent the afternoon and early evening running through the routine they’d prepared for the celebration, a mixture of their own tricks and a few they’d picked up from Chase and his riders two months previous.
There was just enough time for the two of them to make it back to the homestead to clean up and put on their best riding clothes before remounting their horses and preparing for the ride into Cheyenne. Abigail, wearing one of her more colorful dresses, followed along behind the couple in a wagon driven by Fergus Finnegan, Maggie and Leyla’s devoted godfather. The two would watch from the stands as John and Maggie performed the routine they’d been practicing for weeks.
All said and told, it looked to be a memorable evening for all involved.
CHEYENNE, WYOMING TERRITORY, October 1885
Cheyenne was truly a sight to behold during the yearly harvest celebration. While not as grandiose an affair as the show-riding competition the town had hosted four months previous, the harvest celebration was a far more intimate event best enjoyed by the local residents of the town and the surrounding areas.
All of the streets were lit with the lamps as well as colorful paper lanterns strung from building to building while farmers, ranchers, and business owners all celebrated another year for better or worse in the town on the plains.
Bonfires on every street helped warm the denizens in the crisp October air, the flames of each reaching high into the night sky, which was slowly yielding its star-filled bounty. All around the scents of countless foods assaulted the nostrils from every which way, ranging from sweet to savory and back again. The odors were wonderful to everyone passing through the town.
Everyone, that is, except for Margaret McNeal Baldwin.
The brunette ranch owner and her husband had just entered Cheyenne and were heading for the corral where the show-riding event was set to take place, but the minute that her nose registered the myriad scents wafting through the air, she felt her stomach perform a somersault inside of her. It took every ounce of willpower she had to not allow herself to double over and vomit when it all hit her.
When she finally regained control of herself, she glanced at John out of the corner of her eye to see if he’d noticed. She sighed in relief when she was certain that he hadn’t, distracted as he was by all the sights and sounds surrounding him.
I don’t what that was, she groused, but I hope it’s gone. Thank goodness John didn’t notice it or else he’d call the whole routine off.
Maggie knew John would be acting out of concern for her well-being, the fact that he’d remained by her side after she’d fallen from Apollo during the show-riding competition was evidence enough of that, but she didn’t want to let all of their hard work and training go to waste over something as silly as a little nausea.
No, she thought defiantly as she drew determination up from the well of her being, I’m going to ride tonight, and I’m going to give the audience a real show.
But as she and John continued riding toward the corral where the show riding was set to begin, an uneasy feeling began to settle in the pit of her stomach, and Margaret was unable to tell if it was dread or something far worse.
LOOKS LIKE IT’S GOING to be a good night for a show, John thought excitedly as he peered out from the stable near the corral where the show was already in progress. He and Maggie had been directed to their own stalls where they could tend to Apollo and Longbow and prepare for their demonstration.
The stands surrounding the corral still smelled of freshly milled pine and paint as they were filled to capacity with an audience raucously watching the best riders in the Wyoming Territory perform their best tricks on horseback. Those who weren’t lucky enough to have a seat made the best of their situation by watching from the corral fences, packed in with countless others to watch the antics of Cheyenne’s most skilled riders.
But as each rider performed his tricks and moved along, two names still hung anxiously on everyone’s lips: Margaret and John Baldwin.
Jeremiah Weatherby, editor in chief of one of Cheyenne’s larger newspapers, hadn’t been exaggerating when he’d said that the announcement that Margaret McNeal was finally taking a husband would be one of the biggest scoops of the year. The bespectacled journalist had later profusely thanked the couple when he told them that, even though they’d kept the announcement of their coming nuptials to a simple section in the newspaper, that edition had sold like it was the recipe to some genuine miracle cure. The news had spread like wildfire, and all of Cheyenne now knew that Margaret McNeal was married to a man who was as deft a hand at horses as she was.
And it hadn’t taken long before the newly married couple had taken to showing their horse riding skills together in front of the crowds in Cheyenne.
But their previous demonstrations would pale in comparison to what they had planned tonight. It’d taken a week or two of hard practice, but they’d come up with something daringly unique, something that would make even Chase, Leyla, and their fellow show riders gawk in amazement had they been present.
However, like many things in life, the wait that preceded the moment itself was always the toughest, and though John was still relatively new to show riding, he found a touch of anxiety swirling in his stomach. He looked to Longbow for some measure of comfort, but his ebony black mount simply returned his stare.
“Fat lotta help you are,” John chuckled, running his hand along his partner’s mane.
Longbow blew a strong gust from his flared nostrils, as though he took offense to John’s little slight, but otherwise didn’t appear vexed.
“Yeah, well, we better go get Maggie and Apollo,” he assured his horse, giving him another appreciative pat before moving to the next stall. “After all, it’d be a pretty poor show if it were just me and— Maggie?”
John’s boots ground to a halt on the hay-covered floor as he found the stall next to him to be occupied by Apollo. His wife, however, was nowhere to be seen.
“Maggie?” John asked aloud again, hoping for some kind of response. But once more, relative silence answered him back.
Where in the Devil could she have gone to? he wondered, knowing full well that it was not in Maggie’s repertoire to leave her prized steed alone in a stable other than her own. He was just about to turn around and ask one of the stable hands if they’d seen where she’d gone when he heard a sound reminiscent of someone heaving their insides up.
That can’t be good, John worried as he moved two stalls down to where the noise had come from.
Peering his head slowly into the stall, he saw the unmistakable figure of his wife hunched over a barrel and chucking what was likely her dinner into it.
All thoughts of the upcoming performance vanished from John’s mind as concern for his wife immediately took over.
“Maggie!” he cried out as he rushed to her side.
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EVER SINCE SHE WAS a child watching Westerns like Hondo and the Big Valley with her dad, Montana West has always had a fascination with the Wild West. Now she lives on her Indiana farm with her husband, Jim, two cats, four horses and an elderly goat named Bluebeard. Montana and Jim are avid collectors of the work of artists of the American West, her favorites of the Hudson River School whose artists like Thomas Hill celebrated nature through their transformative works.
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