1. Lakota Love


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

    all business with tinge of Virginia drawl. “These bushwhackers claim that this is the home of Secesh sympathizers.” Gavin could feel a combination of fear and anger as the realization that his boys were being accused of a crime against the Union that carried the death penalty. Even worse, Gavin himself was being accused of being a Confederate sympathizer. As the blood filled his face, he did everything he could to stay calm. “No, sir,” Gavin replied deliberately. “You are mistaken. My boys ain’t bushwhackers and we ain’t on any side here.” “These are your sons?” the captain noted with surprise. There was a condescending air to every word the captain spoke. “If they are not bushwhackers, then perhaps you can explain why they were firing on Union troops.” “Pa,” John cried out, fear and desperation in his voice. “We didn’t. I swear.” “My boys went out hunting this morning,” Gavin explained calmly. “They were probably shooting at game.” The captain smiled pure evil. “Just the sort of explanation I would expect from Secesh.” He turned to his men and stated simply, “Kill the boys, hang their heads on the gate posts. Burn the buildings and fields.” “NO!” Mary cried out from inside and ran through the door, down the steps and sprinted toward Jim and John. Time slowed down. Gavin remembered every sensation. He felt the tingle of every hair on his body and every bead of sweat beginning to secrete from his upper lip and forehead. For the rest of his life, he could recall in detail ...
    every moment and motion of the next few seconds. Four soldiers in the rear dismounted their horses. Two of them, lieutenants, drew their sabers with a ring of cold steel. The other two grabbed Jim and John and forced them to the ground. Gavin stood frozen with mouth agape – unbelieving. As Mary crossed the clearing between the house and the potato field, the captain pulled his Colt Dragoon revolver and fired a single shot. Gavin flinched back to reality and watched in horror as his wife fell motionless to the ground. His eyes widened. He knew in his heart of heart, there was nothing he could do, but he was going to kill that Captain. He turned to grab his Kentucky long rifle, but it was too late. The captain had already leveled his revolver and fired again. Gavin felt fire in his back and the wind was knocked out of him. The shot spun him around and he stumbled off the porch and fell to the ground. As the darkness closed in, his last sights were his dead wife in a pool of blood and the Union lieutenants bringing their swords down on the necks of his struggling sons. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ He had been found by Confederate scouts and hospitalized for over a month in bed. He spent another two months in recovery. After his recovery and because of his combat experience in the Mexican war, he was offered a commission as a lieutenant. He gladly put on Confederate gray and took up arms in order to kill as many ...