Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Dead Eye Sam - 45

Readers - As I told you when we began this blog-book journey, this is an open manuscript. Feel free to add suggestions. Well, a valid question has come up - What happened to all of Slim's blood money? That question will not be addressed in this blog, A little late for that. But it will be addressed before this book is published.

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     Tenny was now fourteen years old, going on fifteen. Major events in her life, far beyond her control, had snatched Tenny from her sweet childhood into the life of an adult. And, during these turbulent times in Arkansas, adult life could be hard. Especially in Pulaski and Pope Counties.

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Author’s note: The two major events described below are historically correct. However, my knowledge of Tenny’s involvement is skimpy. Historical records of her involvement consist of a couple of lines in a Pope County Historical Journal, a paper found in Tenny’s youngest daughter’s trunk after her death, and a single line in a family historians’ journal.
     To my knowledge, not a single word about this passed down through my family, who were not inclined to speak of such things. Especially not to us children. So, I filled in the blanks with my best guess; fiction. It may not have happened exactly this way. Some names are changed, a fictional character or two is added. But, it all happened.
      Tenny and her younger sister were asleep in their room. It was late at night. A door opened. Tenny saw a man approaching. By the time she was fully awake, he was there. She could not get away. She screamed. Her younger sister screamed. Tenny heard running footsteps in her house. Fortunately, the men of the family were soon there.
     The man ran. He was chased outside; other men joined in the chase. The man was caught. Within the hour, he was lynched down in the woods by Tenny’s  house. An over-the-body inquest was held. The findings were, he died at the hands of three men, who all readily admitted their actions. They were never tried, as the man had a history of such actions.
     Tenny vowed to never again spend another night in that house. She moved in with her older sister and her husband, where she lived, for the most part, until she married.
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     Cade Connor, her sister’s husband, soon became a major figure in the Pope County Militia war, which raged around Dover in 1872-73. Although conflicts such as these were not uncommon during the Reconstruction Period, Pope County remained under martial law for three years, longer than any other county. A state of near-war existed until the end of Reconstruction.
     Cade and several others knew that if they were caught by the militia, they would die. Cade had no plans to be caught, and he never was. But he had a weak spot; his family. He knew they might be killed.
     Cade took his wife, their infant, and Tenny up to a cave he knew of near Clarksville, and hid them out. Nobody is sure how long that lasted, but it could have been for the rest of the war, a year or more. My father only told us that Grandma Tenny lived near Clarksville for some time. He never mentioned in a cave.
     When the three were, at long last, able to come home, her sister was pregnant, and Tenny knew they needed the space she was occupying in their small house. And, she would never spend another night in her parent’s home, no matter what.

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     Tenny remembered the small package Samantha had given her long ago – in case she was ever in a tight. Well, she was in a royal tight. She packed her bag and headed for the stage depot, telling nobody. It was time to find Samantha.

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