1. Lakota Love


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Tigger1972, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    It was October and there was a chill in the air. The trees had long since started to change color. Gavin McKeon was already three months behind schedule. He was going to have to head south for the Butterfield Stage Trail to avoid getting caught on the Bozeman Trail during the winter. Appomattox Courthouse was six months ago and Gavin was glad the war was over. When he received word of General Lee’s surrender, he stripped off his grey lieutenant’s jacket, saddled his paint and headed west in search of a little peace and quiet. While he had fought for the Confederacy, Gavin really didn’t care about either side. Jefferson Davis was fighting to maintain slavery under the guise of “state’s rights” and Abraham Lincoln was fighting for tyranny under the guise of “preserving the union.” All Gavin wanted was to be left alone, but the Union drew him into the war. They ensured that Gavin would not only fight for the Confederacy, but hate the damn Yanks for the rest of his life. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In 1861 when the War Between the States began, Gavin McKeon was living happily and mostly peacefully on his small farm in Tennessee with his wife, Mary and two sons, Jim and John. While many families had sent their sons off to war with foolhardy assurances that the war would be over in a matter of weeks, Gavin had forbidden his boys from enlisting. He could see right through the lies of the Secessionists and he would ...
    have no part in maintaining slavery or defending it and neither would he abide his sons being associated with that human degradation. “What you want us to do, Pa?” Jim had asked incredulously, “You want us to fight with Lincoln’s boys?” “I don’t want you to fight at all,” Gavin had stated flatly. “You’re gonna stay home and stay out of this. You hear?” His boys didn’t talk to him for a month, but they obeyed him. One day in April of 1862, his boys had gone out hunting. When they didn’t come home by sunset, Gavin and Mary began to worry. In the dying blood red light of dusk, Gavin grabbed his Kentucky long rifle, the same kind that made Jack Hinson famous during the War and walked out the front door with every intention to search for his missing boys. As Gavin stepped through the door, he looked across the potato field and saw uniformed horsemen emerging from the trees on the other side. It was a small company of Union cavalry. As the cavalry cleared the tree line, Gavin saw two scared tired looking men; hands tied together and tethered to the last two horses, jogging to keep from falling. They were his sons! Gavin set his rifle against the door and waited anxiously as the cavalry rode down the path to the front of his house. A tall, haughty looking officer with captain’s bars on the shoulders of his blue uniform raised his hand and signaled the company to stop. As the company came to a halt, the captain continued forward on horseback. The captain’s voice was oily smooth, but ...
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