- LDS – Christian
- Family Oriented
- Clean and Wholesome
- Inspirational, Western Story
The father is John Morgan with his son Caleb, and beautiful daughter Samantha.
As Caleb started to mount, he heard the thundering of horse hoofs behind him. Turning, he saw the other Indian with his bow in hand and the arrow aimed directly at him. The warrior had a menacing grin of satisfaction, as he pointed the arrow directly at Caleb’s chest.
“Now both of you just smile real nice and talk to them, and Samantha, let them know that you are their queen.” Again, John reiterated, “Samantha, these mountain men respect a woman, and if they know you are married, they will respect you and your husband. But if they find out you aren’t married, there are some men here who would kill Caleb and I, and take you for themselves.” Samantha whispered, “Don’t worry Pa, we’ll try real hard to make it convincing.”
The word was out, “There was going to be a wrestling match!” and soon both whites and Indians were running to see the match. Within fifteen minutes, there were well over two hundred men gathered in a half circle. They gawked at the giant of a man. He had taken off his shirt and was flexing his rippling muscles. Everyone was watching to see if the young boy would get killed. They were yelling it was a match between ‘David and Goliath.’
Caleb walked over and pointed to the wagon box, and said “This box is deeper than the other wagon boxes. He said, “I wonder….” Then he walked over to another wagon and found an ax, then came back to the first wagon and commenced to chop at the box. Soon the bottom gave way, and Caleb reached in. He pulled out a locked carved wooden box. There was no key, so he took his knife blade to pry open the box. As it gave way he found three leather pouches, one was quite large.
Caleb handed Samantha the heaviest pouch and asked her to open it. She did so and was surprised to see it was filled with gold coins. The second smaller pouch contained numerous sparkling stones in an assortment of colors. The third pouch contained women’s jewelry and a man’s pocket watch. He searched the wagon for some identification, but could find nothing. He took the three pouches and put them in his saddle bag, and put the ax in one of the mule packs.
Caleb looked around at the dead and said, “We don’t dare bury any of these folks because if the Indians come back, they’ll know that we’ve been here. Let’s get out of here while we’ve still got our hair!”