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lot more delicate than boys, and I should have kept the spanking to the spot nature provided. I am sorry, Priscilla, and I hope you can forgive me.” It was a major concession from Geoffrey Clemons to humble himself in such a manner and Priscilla felt loved.
“You are already forgiven, Papa. I know how disappointed you were when you read that article. I was shocked, too! I didn’t know that Darcy Hamilton thought I was trying to make a play for her fiancé! I didn’t think anyone would believe that, but I had people that I’ve known f’ever shunning me! I’m jus’ tankful you now know da truff… Papa, di’ you put…laud… in my ch’late?”
“Yes, I did. Now lie back and go to sleep, honey. Tomorrow you will feel much better, and if you don’t, then you stay in bed and I’ll have Doc look at you.”
“No Doc. He’s old. Just Bri…” Priscilla was asleep. Geoffrey took the cup from her hands and then gently turned her on her side so she wouldn’t lie on her back and make it hurt worse. Geoffrey kissed Priscilla’s cheek, and then turned the lamp down to where it was barely glowing, and he left her room and went downstairs, smiling and basking in her forgiveness.
“Did she drink the laudanum, sir?” Brian asked, a worried look on his face.
“Yes, I mixed it in with her hot chocolate and she didn’t realize it until her speech started slurring. Tomorrow she will have a mild hangover and I might need to keep her in bed. I want you to know that if I could take back that whipping back, I would. I hurt the child and the worst part of it all, she didn’t deserve a scold, much less a whipping like I gave her. Priscilla is a good girl and I should have known something wasn’t right. I apologized and she actually forgave me! I don’t deserve her forgiveness, but she gave it to me and told me she understood.
“Son, if you are seriously interested in my Priscilla, then you will need to court her and get to know her better than you do now. I want you both to take the time to decide whether or not this attraction will last. If my daughter chooses you, and you can tell me you love her and are willing to be true to her for the rest of your life, then I will give my blessing. As for right now, you have my permission to court Priscilla.
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Editorial April 20, 1871
I decided to print the paper a day early in order to urge every man to do his duty and vote for the woman he feels best for the job of Sheriff. Yes, I said woman. I am supporting Miss Darcy Hamilton in the race for Sheriff of Cactus Hill and the surrounding area. She saved my life, and she saved Mr. Goode, and two other ladies who happened to be shopping in the store at the time of the robbery. It isn’t often we find a lady with so much courage, but instead of fainting dead away when there was a gun pointed at me, she swept up the other outlaw’s weapon and shot without hesitation. She disabled the would-be killer and saved my life, for which I am grateful. I do not dislike the present Sheriff, but I think it is time for a change. Miss Hamilton will make a diligent Sheriff, and I hope you will vote for her in tomorrow’s election.
* * * * *
“Don’t let it upset you, Miss Eleanor,” Will said as he looked over Waldo’s latest editorial. He should have run him out of town when he first arrived! The little man needed a swift kick where it would do some good! He didn’t mention one word about Darcy taking her name off of the ballot, and he encouraged everyone to vote for Darcy in spite of how she felt on the subject. He was going to use the scrawny reporter for target practice if Darcy was elected!
“Waldo knows I do not wish to be elected!” Darcy exclaimed after she read the editorial. “How dare he campaign for me in this manner? I am going to punch him in the nose again!” she threatened, and Will could sense that she was serious. Her green eyes were
“You are already forgiven, Papa. I know how disappointed you were when you read that article. I was shocked, too! I didn’t know that Darcy Hamilton thought I was trying to make a play for her fiancé! I didn’t think anyone would believe that, but I had people that I’ve known f’ever shunning me! I’m jus’ tankful you now know da truff… Papa, di’ you put…laud… in my ch’late?”
“Yes, I did. Now lie back and go to sleep, honey. Tomorrow you will feel much better, and if you don’t, then you stay in bed and I’ll have Doc look at you.”
“No Doc. He’s old. Just Bri…” Priscilla was asleep. Geoffrey took the cup from her hands and then gently turned her on her side so she wouldn’t lie on her back and make it hurt worse. Geoffrey kissed Priscilla’s cheek, and then turned the lamp down to where it was barely glowing, and he left her room and went downstairs, smiling and basking in her forgiveness.
“Did she drink the laudanum, sir?” Brian asked, a worried look on his face.
“Yes, I mixed it in with her hot chocolate and she didn’t realize it until her speech started slurring. Tomorrow she will have a mild hangover and I might need to keep her in bed. I want you to know that if I could take back that whipping back, I would. I hurt the child and the worst part of it all, she didn’t deserve a scold, much less a whipping like I gave her. Priscilla is a good girl and I should have known something wasn’t right. I apologized and she actually forgave me! I don’t deserve her forgiveness, but she gave it to me and told me she understood.
“Son, if you are seriously interested in my Priscilla, then you will need to court her and get to know her better than you do now. I want you both to take the time to decide whether or not this attraction will last. If my daughter chooses you, and you can tell me you love her and are willing to be true to her for the rest of your life, then I will give my blessing. As for right now, you have my permission to court Priscilla.
* * * * *
Editorial April 20, 1871
I decided to print the paper a day early in order to urge every man to do his duty and vote for the woman he feels best for the job of Sheriff. Yes, I said woman. I am supporting Miss Darcy Hamilton in the race for Sheriff of Cactus Hill and the surrounding area. She saved my life, and she saved Mr. Goode, and two other ladies who happened to be shopping in the store at the time of the robbery. It isn’t often we find a lady with so much courage, but instead of fainting dead away when there was a gun pointed at me, she swept up the other outlaw’s weapon and shot without hesitation. She disabled the would-be killer and saved my life, for which I am grateful. I do not dislike the present Sheriff, but I think it is time for a change. Miss Hamilton will make a diligent Sheriff, and I hope you will vote for her in tomorrow’s election.
* * * * *
“Don’t let it upset you, Miss Eleanor,” Will said as he looked over Waldo’s latest editorial. He should have run him out of town when he first arrived! The little man needed a swift kick where it would do some good! He didn’t mention one word about Darcy taking her name off of the ballot, and he encouraged everyone to vote for Darcy in spite of how she felt on the subject. He was going to use the scrawny reporter for target practice if Darcy was elected!
“Waldo knows I do not wish to be elected!” Darcy exclaimed after she read the editorial. “How dare he campaign for me in this manner? I am going to punch him in the nose again!” she threatened, and Will could sense that she was serious. Her green eyes were
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