Ben and Beth
By Lyn Robinson

About a fortnight after Joe’s wedding Adam rode into town alone to do some routine banking and to try and hire some new hands. They were going to need a lot with the new logging site on the far side of Tahoe, and there was more work already than those over wintering could cope with, as they began to prepare the tools that they would need. His father was busy with the outline work plan for the summer and his brothers had planned to take their new wives for a picnic as the weather was clear and crisp. On hearing Adam planned to go to town alone both Hoss and Joe independently offered to go with their brother. They had left everything to their father and eldest brother, just enjoying themselves, but for Hoss in particular it had been a month of lazing around, longer than ever before, except when he’d been ill. He was beginning to feel guilty and he was unsure just how fit Adam was. He knew that Sue wouldn’t mind if they had to change their plans, she knew it was a working ranch. Adam knew exactly why the offers were made and he laughed at his brothers, “I can cope, just routine and I’m perfectly fit. What I could never get through to any of you was that neither wound was serious, only flesh wounds and it was a month ago!”

Hoss looked over at his father but Ben just shrugged “I expect Adam is right, he’ll be fine. You go off on your picnic, enjoy yourself. You’ve earnt it.”

Adam had headed out fast before anyone else started fussing but Hoss had turned worriedly to his father. Ben acknowledged that Adam was still low on stamina and although healed over so that he no longer needed dressings, neither wound was fully healed. Still he pointed out that Adam had often been a lot worse and coped. Ben did his best to reassure Hoss and as his father wasn’t really worried, Hoss was able to forget his concerns and join his wife Joe and Nita. Joe had been working with the pretty grey mare that Nita had chosen and he reckoned she was just about well enough schooled for his wife, who was a good horsewoman. They were going out to the herd to collect the mare and let Nita try her. Adam and Joe had built a small training corral out there, well away from the house, where they could work the blood stock without the barrage of interested comments and calls from the hands which normally went along with breaking horses. Joe planned to let Nita get used to the mare in the security of the training corral that the mare knew well.

Adam took it easy on the way to town, not as fit as he’d have the others believe but not too bad. He was very contented seeing both his brothers so happy; it had been an idyllic couple of weeks. Both Sue and Nita were fitting in so well and his own lovely Carole was seemingly fully recovered, the past if not forgotten, put well behind her. None of them had been in town for a week but Adam didn’t expect anything much to have happened in that time. He went straight to the bank and spent twenty minutes on routine chores and arranged for a money-belt to be made up for him as he collected the next months wages, he would pick it up before leaving town.

Word that Adam was in town quickly spread and before he had finished in the Bank three messenger boys had contacted him with word what someone wanted to see him. The first two weren’t totally unexpected, being from Fair and McKay and from John Marye, his main stock broker but he couldn’t imagine what John Ferguson wanted to see him about. Puzzled Adam headed down to Ferguson’s small office first. Ferguson was the chief engineer on the Virginia and Truckee railway and Adam had had many contacts with him in the past. All the main trestles were built with Ponderosa timber, but they had fulfilled their final contract the previous autumn and Adam couldn’t believe anything needed replacing yet. Inevitably it would in time but the last time he had seen the biggest and best down at Devil’s Gate it had looked in beautiful condition and he knew that the timber they had provided was top quality. Slightly worried Adam was deep in his thoughts as he pushed his way through the crowds down to Ferguson’s and he didn’t even hear his name being called until Tony Enders caught up with him and grabbed his arm. It pulled on the barely healed back muscles and Adam was a little pale as he turned to face Tony but he smiled at the youngster seeing the excitement in his eyes. “Harv wants to see you; can you come over to the office the pipe’s about ready?”

“That’s good news. I’ll come over later but just at the minute I have another appointment, everyone seems to want to see me today. I’ll be over as soon as I can.” Adam, smiled again and the hurried on down the street.

Ferguson was in his office and offered Adam coffee or brandy but Adam, slightly on edge, refused he had a lot to do and would rather get straight down to business, Ferguson smiled, “It isn’t really business. It will be in the paper on Friday, but as you and your family have been involved from the start I thought I’d tell you personally. The railroad is finished, apart from last minute checks and we will be opening it officially on Friday week. The full timetable is still to be worked out, but from Friday week we’ll run twenty trains a day in each direction to start. I have the official invitations to the opening ceremony.” He passed four to Adam “For your family, wives included of course.”

Adam had relaxed as he realised that it wasn’t trouble and he was pleased by the gesture. Ferguson could easily have put the invitations into the post, instead he had made the effort to deliver them personally and he added his thanks for their prompt fulfilment of all the contracts with high quality timber, saying that it was a pleasure to do business with the Ponderosa. Adam appreciated it and he knew that his father and brothers would too. They chatted for ten minutes and Adam promised that some, if not all, of his family would attend the opening and then excused himself.

Adam was fairly near the stockbroker’s office and so he headed there next, going up to see John Marye, wondering what query had come up now. John was waiting for him and had a sheaf of papers needing Adam’s and Ben’s signatures, routine business as he kept an eye on their portfolios, but he quickly came to the reason he had asked to see Adam. For some reason which so far he’d been unable to discover there was suddenly a great deal of interest in Ophir stock. Both Adam and his father held considerable blocks but until the last week it had been virtually valueless as the Ophir was in borrasca. Now suddenly there were buyers and it was already up over 30 dollars a foot. Marye hadn’t sold any of the stock until he’d had a chance to speak to them and find out what they wanted. Adam was intrigued but Marye couldn’t tell him anything more, he hadn’t been able to find out who the buyers were, although he still had feelers out. Adam wasn’t selling until he knew what was going on and he was sure that his father would take the same position. Marye promised to push enquiries and try to find out and to keep them informed. Adam said that he would have a word with Philip Deidersheimer, still the superintendent of the Ophir. They didn’t need the money and had originally bought the stock cheap, over the years the dividends had more than repaid the initial investment so they had nothing to lose. That didn’t stop Adam being intrigued by this sudden surge of interest in the mine. Certainly several mines were in bonanza but the Ophir was out to one side of Mount Davidson and Adam wasn’t at all sure that the body of rich ore in the lower reaches of the California and the Consolidated Virginia would reach as far as the Ophir. Until he knew more he wouldn’t act and Marye hadn’t really expected anything else. Adam collected a sheaf of documents to go through at home and resumés of all their current holdings and then excused himself. He had hands to find apart from other meetings.

Adam was determined to get all his business completed in one day although he was already feeling tired, more than he had expected. He decided to go and see Harv and get a brandy before attempting to find hands. From what Ferguson had said the railroad had laid off several thousand men, so for once maybe it wouldn’t be too hard to find labour. By the time he reached Harv’s small office Adam was glad to sit down with coffee and brandy. The streets seemed even more jam-packed than usual and several times he had been banged or jostled, catching his sore back. Although the wound was healed on the surface, the deep muscles were still knitting together and it was very sore and painful when banged. Harv recognised his tiredness and let Adam have a drink in peace before coming to business. Harv had heard from San Francisco and the pipe that they had ordered would be completed by next week. They had to arrange delivery. Adam was glad that he had gone to see Ferguson first and he was able to tell Harv that the pipe could come by train all the way, which simplified things considerably. It was nearly the end of February and they were lucky as the lower reaches of the pipe route near town were clear of snow, even though it was deep back in the mountains. Adam saw no reason why they shouldn’t get a crew together and begin digging and he suggested that Harv join him after lunch when he was going to be hiring men anyway. For half an hour the two men ran over details of just how to lay the pipe. Harv had it all planned out and apart from a few minor suggestions Adam was satisfied with the plans. In order to facilitate the delivery he gave Harv an open cheque on his own account to pay for the pipe and delivery, promising to arrange a meeting of all the directors in the next week or so to settle the financing. Some was already available but not enough to cover the pipe and the hiring of men. Money had been worrying Harv more than anything but, with Adam taking care of that, he was confident that he could handle all the details.

Adam arranged to come back after lunch but well tired he had a bad headache and was determined to have half an hour in peace to enjoy a meal and a drink. He didn’t want anything fancy and decided to go down to the Bucket O’ Blood and get Don to do him a steak, He had found a table in the corner and was enjoying a beer making a conscious effort to relax when Dan de Quille came in. Adam was very fond of the reporter and usually enjoyed his company but just at the moment he wished Dan to perdition, he had hoped for half an hour’s peace. Still as Dan came over with his beer, Adam pulled out a chair. Dan sat down scanning his friend’s face “You look tired. All on your own?”

“I’m fine; Joe and Hoss are out on a picnic with their wives. Pa’s working. They are both on their honeymoon.”

“How is it going?”

Adam chatted for ten minutes, filling Dan in on the news from the ranch and then as he had Dan underfoot anyway, he decided to make use of it and asked what Dan knew about the surge of interest in the Ophir stock. Dan had noticed it too and had been making enquiries, always the best informed reporter on the mines. He had picked up a rumour that Ralston himself was interested but on checking with Philip he’d been unable to find any reason. Certainly the Bank had put exploration teams into the Ophir as it had with all the other mines in which it had an interest, which weren’t already in bonanza. Ralston as chairman of the Bank should know the results of that but then so should the superintendent of the mine and Philip hadn’t heard of any major find. Dan knew Philip very well and was sure that his old friend wouldn’t lie. If anything had been found Philip might equivocate, but he wouldn’t give an outright denial,
Adam asked “What about Sharon?”

“He owns some stock but as far as I can tell isn’t in the market.”

“If you find out anymore….”

“I’ll send word out to the Ponderosa. One thing you might not have heard about Sharon, he’s interested in the next Senate election again, or so the rumour goes.”

“I thought we’d squashed that!”

“Only for one time.”

“Damn the man. How about Jones is he still interested?”

Dan shrugged “I don’t know. I have feelers out but little that’s definite yet.”

Adam finished his steak and ordered a brandy, he had plenty to think about and he still had Fair and MacKay to see. With nearly an hour to go before he’d arranged to meet Harv he decided to get them out of the way. Chances were it was some legal problem they wanted him to solve, according to the latest reports both mines were running smoothly with rich ore pouring out of both and the 1500 foot level hadn’t yet been broached in earnest. Saying goodbye to Dan with his promise to send word of fresh developments on either story, Adam headed up to the California mine offices. He was in luck both Fair and MacKay were there. They took Adam through to the small private office and offered coffee and brandy. Adam looked from one to the other seeing the bubbling excitement in the two men and he accepted another brandy, whatever they wanted it wasn’t any routine legal problem.

Adam lent back in the chair, rather sideways trying to ease his aching back and looked from one to the other. “Alright what did you want me for?”

Jim Fair got out some papers from the desk. “We want to raise the dividends on both mines. The figures speak for themselves, Flood agrees with us and was gonna talk to O’Brien. I was coming out tomorrow to see you and your father but, as you are in town, you’ve saved me a trip.”

Adam held out his hand for the papers and began checking the figures. For five minutes he was left in peace, both men knew him very well and knew he wouldn’t be rushed. Then Adam looked up “What are you suggesting?”

Fair said “$1 040 000 per month for each mine.”

Adam whistled softly at that, the Cartwrights would clear over half a million dollars in cold cash every month without even considering the value of their shares, For a moment he just stared at the figures and then looked up, “I can’t give you an answer now. I want to go through the detailed breakdown, talk it over with my family, but offhand I see no real reason why not. I’ll get back to you before the weekend,” he frowned, even such large sums didn’t explain the excitement that he could see, “What else did you want?”

Fair and Mackay grinned at each other, they were well used to Adam. John came over and pulled up a chair close to his friend. “Arises out of this Adam. You must have large sums of money sitting around, like us. Be even more now.”

Adam frowned, he knew they had some proposition for him but he was already deeply involved in several mines, pushed to provide the lumber needed for them and with more money than they would ever need. He wasn’t at all sure that he wanted to get any deeper involved and he knew that his family, especially Hoss felt the same way. Still these were long time colleagues and friends and the least he could do was listen. “Go ahead John, I’m listening.”

“You bank with the Virginia City Bank?”

“You know we do.” said Adam very puzzled.

“We’re with the Bank of California, don’t make much difference, it controls the Virginia City Bank.”

“Maybe but Harris has proved a good friend to us on many occasions. I don’t understand what you’re getting at.”

“Too much money in one place, in one Bank. Suppose the Bank of California failed?”

Adam shrugged “Be a major disaster for everyone. It controls all the banks in the both Nevada and California eventually, but with the mines in bonanza I don’t see that it’s likely.”

“Ralston is said to be losing his grip.” Jim commented.

Adam frowned “I still don’t see what you’re getting at,”

Jim grinned “We’ve decided that it’s time there was a separate bank, a Bank of Nevada. We have plenty of cash; we can buy the expertise, set up our own bank. Flood and O’Brien both agree and we’ve had a feasibility study done. We want you in too.”

“Sure.” said John expansively “We got all the papers together Adam. Wanted you and your Pa to look at it fresh once we’d got the details, see what you thought.” He moved and picked up a bundle of papers nearly six inches high and passed it over to Adam.

Adam frowned at it, “We can’t give you an answer in a hurry.”

Fair and MacKay accepted that, he wasn’t ruling it out immediately and that was all they had hoped for now. They were sure that the case they had made would stand on its own. They were prepared to give the Cartwrights time, wanting the integrity of the Cartwright name behind their new venture.

Adam excused himself five minutes later with an alarmingly large bundle of papers from various sources, enough to keep him busy for the next week at a conservative estimate. He had been completely taken aback by this new idea and overtired, not thinking too clearly he didn’t seem able to react at all. He went down the street to join Harv, almost in a dream.

Adam had put up notices for men wanting work before going to the Bank but, even knowing that the railroad was laying off, he was surprised to see the mass of people surging around outside the small office he’d borrowed. Harv was already there but nonplussed with several hundred men outside he hadn’t known what to do and hadn’t made a start. The men here were rough and ready and before he had always taken over existing work crews, only dealing with the managers.
Adam had a job to push his way through, some of the men seemed to think he was trying to jump the queue, but others recognised him and as word spread who he was a passage opened for him. Adam was grateful for that, he’d caught an elbow in the ribs on his injured side and it was aching fiercely. Pale and drawn he firmly shut the door and sat down on the desk for a minute. He had talked it over with his father and decided to hire up to eighty hands although he hadn’t expected to get them easily today, Harv wanted a crew too and with plenty of labour available he decided to hire sixty men. Adam concurred, even then they would only need less than half of the men waiting so they could pick and choose, Adam opened the door and informed the men of the two jobs available, wither digging ditch for the pipeline or lumbering on the far side of Lake Tahoe. He ordered them to get into line for whichever job they wanted. Adam was able to pick and choose, paying higher wages than the ditching crew. Many of the men had worked on the railroad and he gave preference to those who’d done lumbering before, helped to build the trestles. He saw two men that he knew, Peter Curtis and Tom Seton who had been foremen on the main trestle at Devil’s Gate and snapped them up, He had worked with both of them personally and knew they were good man who weren’t shy of responsibility. Checking the men’s background it all took a long time and several times during the afternoon one of the men mentioned being warned off, that trouble could ensue if they worked for the Cartwrights. None of them had taken it very seriously, all wanting work and not liking the confined spaces in the mines. Adam got the most details from Curtis but even he hadn’t known the men who warned him off. The main effort seemed to have been aimed at men intending to dig the pipeline ditch; the pipe was still unpopular in certain quarters. Adam had a word with Harv, who had picked up the same rumours but no details, he was nervous and Adam decided to hire an extra ten men to replace some of his long term hands who could ride guard along the pipeline until they saw what was happening, It was a first move, anything else could await discussion with his father but he decided to get a few old friends digging to try and find out what, if anything, was planned. Adam was exhausted by the time he had finished hiring men and arranging for them to go out to the ranch but he still hadn’t finished. He spent another hour getting his contacts started on enquiries round town. Then he went down to the Palace for a brandy before heading home, shivering slightly, well aware that he’d overtaxed his strength, but it hadn’t been planned. There had been too many things coming up all at once and he hadn’t really had any chance to stop and think about any of them. He was glad of the warmth of the brandy and was tying his many papers into a couple of neat bundles before going home when Roy cam over to join him
Adam frowned as Roy ordered himself a large whisky and drank it down in one gulp. Roy was good at hiding his feelings but Adam knew him very well and could see that he was very upset about something, although he couldn’t imagine what. Adam asked, “What’s wrong Roy? Do you want another drink?”
“Please Adam.”
Adam signalled the bartender and then waited until he’d left before looking over at Roy “Well?”
“Just a message for you Adam, Doc would like to have a word with you before you go home.”
Adam frowned worriedly and Roy put a reassuring hand on his arm, “Nothing to do with your family as such.”
“But there’s something wrong?”
Roy downed the whisky “Yeah, but if you don’t mind I’d rather leave Doc to tell you.” He straightened up at that and walked out of the saloon. Very puzzled Adam could only go to ask Doc, so he finished his brandy, collected his papers and headed down there. He was so tired, both his back and his side aching, that it seemed to take forever to reach Doc’s. He pushed his horse through the crowded streets, very worried imagining disasters everywhere, although he had Roy’s word that it wasn’t his family, He dismounted stiffly tying Blackie up outside and went in. Doc was waiting for him and as Adam came in he frowned “You’ve been overdoing it Adam, you look all in.”
“Everyone wants to see a Cartwright today, been busier than I expected. What’s wrong Doc? Roy made it very clear that something was.”
“Come and sit down Adam. Do you want a drink?”
“Just tell me Doc.”
“It’s Beth. I was going to send for your father.”
“What’s wrong with her?” Adam frowned, he’d last seen her at Joe’s wedding and she had seemed fine,
“I’ve been treating her for more than a year, something wrong with her kidneys as far as I can tell. She’s dying Adam, went into acute failure yesterday. She has two, maybe three, days.”
Adam stared at Doc in disbelief, very pale, hardly able to believe what he was hearing. He had known Beth for many years and was very fond of her. When they had needed help she had always been ready, even before asked. Just a month ago when he was injured they had turned to Beth. He knew that his father had come close to marrying Beth and all of them would have accepted it and welcomed her to the ranch. Ben hadn’t been able to take the final plunge but Adam knew just how much Beth meant to his father. Upset for her and dreading having to tell his father, Adam could understand now why Roy was so upset; he was as fond of Beth as Ben. Eventually Adam licked dry lips and looked up, “Can I have that drink now please.”
Exhausted anyway the shock hit Adam hard and Doc checked his pulse before pouring him a large brandy. Adam sipped it “Are you sure Doc?”
“I wish I wasn’t. She didn’t want anyone to know. This is the fifth time she’s gone into failure each one worse than the time before and until lunchtime I was hoping I could pull her round again for a while but there’s no chance. She was asking for your father, you know she has loved Ben for a long time.”
“I know Doc. Can I see her? We all know her and love her, owe her so much.” Adam bit his lip blinking hard, close to breaking down. Doc nodded “I’m sure she’d like to see you. She’s at home with a nurse from the hospital; Sister Cecily has been with her most of the time. Just don’t overtire her.”
Adam nodded and pulled himself to his feet “I’ll tell Pa. He’ll be in later I’ve no doubt.” He rubbed his hand across his aching eyes and Doc said “I’m sorry to land you with such a hard job when you’re exhausted anyway.”
“Easiest coming from me, not a stranger. Thank you for letting us know. Beth is important to all of us.” Doc sighed “She is to me too, Adam.”
“I know that and I’m sure that she does. Oh God, why Beth?” Adam took a deep breath to get control of himself and slowly made his way over to her house. By the time he arrived he was well in control and he went up to her room and knocked quietly in case she was asleep. Sister Cecily came out and looking at Adam she led him into the next room “Doc has told you. She’s awake and I’m sure she’d like to see you. She’s asking for Ben.”
“I know and I’ll go and get him in a minute but I’d like to see her. Once I thought she’d marry Pa and I’d have welcomed it, I love her too.”
“Try and take it easy Adam. I know you love her but Beth has accepted it. She is very peaceful. Doc is keeping the pain down, even if it costs her a few hours.”
Adam didn’t trust his voice and the nun patted his arm “She’s in good hands, you believe that don’t you?”
Adam nodded slowly and with an effort got control, “I’m alright. I won’t upset her.” Satisfied of that Sister Cecily went back to her patient to tell her that Adam was there. Beth was very fond of all the Cartwrights but next to Ben she was closest to Adam, he was only ten years younger than she was. As Adam came in he was shaken at how frail and jaundiced Beth looked, the mark of death was already clear on her and he couldn’t doubt the accuracy of Doc’s prognosis, although he feared the timing might be optimistic. He forced a smile for Beth as he sat down by the bed but he couldn’t hide the shock and sorrow in his eyes. Adam took Beth’s hand, it didn’t seem possible that she had lost so much weight so quickly; her hand had no strength, seemingly no blood, every bone clear. “Why didn’t you tell us Beth?”
She patted his hand, “Nothing anyone could do Adam Doc wrote to all the experts, there’s nothing, I knew it was just a matter of time and I’ve had many lovely times these last months, If you’d known it would always have been there, maybe awkward. So many of my best hours have been on the Ponderosa.”
“Is there anything I can do Beth? Take you back there now if you want.”
Beth smiled; she couldn’t take the journey and knew it, as did Adam. “Just one thing Adam. Break it gently to your father and I’d like to see him.”
“Of course Beth. He’ll be here as soon as he can, you try and rest now. I’ll come back with Pa and we’ll both be praying for you.” Adam lent over and kissed her forehead. “We all love you Beth, love you and owe you so much, so many kindnesses over so many years.” He couldn’t trust his voice to say anymore and just kissed her again, before getting to his feet and walking out, almost blindly. He stood on the landing gripping the handrail for a couple of minutes, so many memories, fighting for control. He was desperately tired and upset, feeling weak and ill, but he had to get home and try to tell his father somehow and then try to help, because Ben was going to take it very hard.
Adam stuffed all his papers, all the work in his saddle bags, it had seemed important but now none of it mattered. He had to go and tell Carole first, warn her that he wouldn’t be back and tell her about Beth. Despite his near exhaustion Adam was determined to stay with his father, for once Ben would need his help. He didn’t rush home needing time to think and to force himself to relax so that he would be able to help his father. With so many other things coming up that he hadn’t planned on Adam was very much later heading home than he had expected. He hoped that Carole wouldn’t be worried. He had warned her that he might be delayed but even so, neither of them had expected it to be this late.
In fact Carole was beginning to get very worried, it was past eight o’clock and she had finally had her dinner, not waiting any longer for Adam. Nita, Sue Hoss and Joe had all come over after their dinner and they’d been there about ten minutes when Adam finally reached home. Joe and Hoss were both worried about their brother, knowing he was still short on stamina and they were discussing whether to go meet him and risk the eruption it would cause. On the other hand any number of things could have held him up in town and although he would be carrying a large amount of cash, noone should know about that. They had just about decided to head for town when they heard a horse coming in.
Adam collected his thoughts as he rode into the yard. He had to break it to Carole and then go to see his father, he left Blackie tied to the rail and as he walked round it he saw Joe and Hoss. He was relieved to see them, at least he wouldn’t have to leave Carole alone, she was fond of Beth too.
Equally his brothers were relieved to see Adam and Joe said, “About time. Do you want me to see to Blackie?”
“No leave him. I’m going to see Pa in a minute. He isn’t here is he?”
“No but can’t it wait until the morning, you look all in.”
“No Joe. Come inside I have bad news.”
Joe and Hoss could see that etched on his face and followed him in, wondering what on earth was wrong. Carole came over to him as soon as she saw his face “What’s wrong.”
Adam took her hand and gently forced her down into the nearest chair. “It’s bad news sweetheart. Doc asked to see me in town and he told me that Beth is dying. Her kidneys have failed. She has maybe two days, I saw her and there’s no doubt.”
“Beth?” said Carole almost in disbelief.
“She’s been ill for more than a year, but she didn’t want any of us to know. She knows that she is dying now and she wants to see Pa. I must go and tell him.”
Joe had sat down staring into the fire, he’d known Beth most of his life, while Hoss walked over to the window almost blindly staring out unseeingly, his back to the rest as he tried to accept what Adam had said. Carole was in tears she had grown close to Beth over the years since before her marriage and Adam held her, burying his face in her hair, close to joining her. Nita and Sue looked at each other; both knew Beth but not very well. At Christmas they had seen just how easily she fitted in with the family and both could see how upset their husbands were. Nita was the first to move, she collected the brandy and glasses and began pouring drinks. Only Adam refused, he’d already drunk enough for one day and he needed his wits about him.
Joe looked up as he drained the brandy. “Let me go and tell Pa. You’re exhausted now.”
“Thanks Joe but no. I promised Beth, my job. I’m going back to town with him.”
Carole went to protest but something in her husband’s eyes kept her quiet. Joe was right he was exhausted but this was something he needed to do and he wouldn’t rest anyway. Instead she reached up and kissed him. Adam read the understanding on her face and he was very grateful to his beloved wife. Adam got stiffly to his feet and took the money belt off from round his waist. “Some things you can do. Joe will you stay with Carole tonight, you and Nita? Bring her into town in the morning. Wages have to be made up; the list is in my study. I’m not sure how long it will be but Pa won’t leave her and I’m staying with him.”
Joe took the money, “It’s done.”
Adam turned to Hoss, “Before you come to town in the morning can you arrange to open both the spare bunkhouses. Get Jess or José to arrange stores. I hired ninety men today; they’ll be coming out tomorrow.”
“Can we see Beth?” Hoss asked, still not turning from the window. His voice was very low as he didn’t trust it and Adam put his arm round his big brother. “I’m sure that she’ll want to see you all. She’s very peaceful. Sister Cecily is with her and Doc is keeping the pain down even if does make her dopy.”
Hoss straightened his shoulders and turned to his brother “Go on; tell Pa. It won’t be easy for you. We’ll be fine, just need a little time. I can’t believe it.” Hoss knew that his brother was weak and tired; he needed to husband his strength if he was to help their father.
Adam was glad to have one job out of the way and he pulled his coat on again. “I’ll see you all in town tomorrow and I’ll do what I can to help Pa.”
Joe and Hoss caught each other’s eye, both knowing that there would be very little Adam could do to help Ben, but neither of them could do more and, with their recent marriages, their father would feel guilty at separating either of them from their wives. Once Adam had gone Joe voiced the thought in all their minds, “Adam’s not really well enough but there’s no stopping him. Maybe if Pa is concerned about him it will act as a sort of counter irritant.”
Carole poured herself another drink “He’ll be alright. You don’t have to stay here Joe I’m fine.”
“I promised Adam and the bed is all made up in the room Will used, so we’ll stay.
Nita went over to Carole “Of course we’ll stay, you’re fond of her too, you don’t want to be alone.” The five of them moved into the study and all pulled up close to the fire, hardly talking with so many memories but glad of the company.
Adam rode into the main yard and tied Blackie up to the hitch rail and then went down to the bunkhouse first and asked Kirk to saddle Buck for his father. Kirk followed him out “What’s wrong Son? You look as though the weight of the world’s on your shoulders.”
Adam sighed, Kirk knew him very well. “Beth Kelly is dying and I have to tell Pa.”
Kirk knew Beth and her close relationship with Ben was no secret, at one stage bets had been taken on the wedding date. “Ain’t no easy way Adam. She’s such a nice lady. I’ll have the horse ready, you wanna change horse?”
“No Blackie will be fine. I’ll get him some extra oats in town.” Adam left Kirk and walked slowly across the year dreading facing his father, knowing that Kirk was right however he did it, it was going to hit hard.
Ben was working at the desk as Adam came in and Adam went straight over to pour out two brandies. The tension and exhaustion was very obvious even from his back and Ben came out from the desk and moved over to his son.
Adam turned with the drinks and Ben stopped dead, seeing the mingled worry and exhaustion in his son’s face and also a compassion that he didn’t understand. Adam said “Sit down Pa, please.”
Ben took the brandy Adam offered him and did as his son asked and then to his surprise Adam went over to the fireplace and resting his own drink on the table, lent against it staring into the fire, his back to his father. “Its bad news Pa. Its Beth, she’s dying and she’s asking for you.”
Ben had known it was bad news from the moment he’d seen his son’s face but he hadn’t expected that and for a moment he just felt stunned. She was still a young woman, fifteen years younger than he was. It was one reason he hadn’t asked her to marry him. He had loved her, he still did but not with the overwhelming passion of his youth, not as he had his three wives. He had always felt he would be offering second best, an older man’s quiet love, when she was still young enough to find again the excitement of love and passion that she had known with her big Irishman. Beth had accepted it, accepted his friendship, his company sometimes and his affection but she had never seemed to look for more elsewhere. She loved Ben and knew that with his sons and his ranch, he didn’t really need her. Now she was dying and he could have given her so much more over the last six or so years, it was too late now and he felt very guilty. It seemed impossible to believe that she was dying, only a fortnight ago she’d been dancing in his arms in this very room and he could almost see her here now. He sat staring straight ahead, the drink forgotten, too shocked to even ask questions as he tried to believe what his eldest son had said.
Adam sipped his drink, just glancing at his father from time to time, not wanting to intrude but after nearly ten minutes when Ben hadn’t moved or said a word, just sitting there very pale, staring unseeingly ahead, Adam moved over behind his father. He was worried knowing it had to have been a shock and he gripped Ben’s shoulders, biting his lip as he realised how cold his father was. “Drink your brandy Pa, I think you need it.”
There was no reaction, Ben didn’t even seem aware that Adam was there and very worried Adam sat down on the arm of the chair and put his arm round his father’s shoulders and took the glass from him. Ben still didn’t seem to notice but as Adam held the glass to his father’s mouth, Ben began to shiver uncontrollably. Adam held him closer “Easy Pa easy. Come on try and drink this, drink it please Pa.”
Slowly he managed to get his father to drink the brandy and Ben relaxed against his son, rubbing his hand across his eyes almost seeing double with such a fierce headache from the shock. Adam asked “Do you want some more brandy?”
Ben shook his head, just glad of his son’s warmth, “I’m alright now. What happened Adam?”
Adam hesitated as he tried to think how to tell his father, realising that Ben was assuming it was some sort of accident. Supporting his father as Ben lent against him for warmth was making his back ache fiercely and for a moment he couldn’t seem to think clearly, but it had to be done. “She’s been ill for more than a year Pa. Doc has been in touch with all the specialists, even in London but there’s nothing anyone can do. Her kidneys just aren’t working. She didn’t want anyone to know. She said that many of her best hours were here on the Ponderosa and if we’d known it would always have been there maybe spoiling things. Doc said that she’d gone into failure before, each time a little worse and until lunchtime he had hoped he could pull her through this time too but it wasn’t to be.” Adam felt his father tense up as he realised that Beth had known and hadn’t told him. “It was what she wanted Pa. She’s accepted it, very peaceful. Doc's keeping the pain down but she’s so very frail already marked by death. She wants to see you.”
“Oh God, why didn’t I marry her?” There was anguish in his voice and Adam gripped his shoulder “Easy Pa, easy.”
“I could have given her so much these last years, instead we wasted it. I’d hoped she would find someone to give her more but….”
“You meant it for the best Pa. Beth hasn’t gone short of anything.”
“Companionship, affection, it didn’t seem enough but it would have been more than she had.” Ben felt so guilty and it sounded in his voice. Adam didn’t miss it but it was too early to try and calm his father down, later he could maybe persuade his father that there was no reason for guilt but until Ben accepted the basic facts he wouldn’t be capable of thinking rationally. “Have another drink Pa and then we’d better get to town.”
“Buck?”
“Kirk is saddling him for you.” Adam got up stiffly and stretched his aching back before pouring his father another drink. He left Ben to drink it while collecting his coat, boots and gun and then popped into the kitchen to tell Hop Sing what was going on. Hop Sing listened in silence and then said simply “Very sorry. You look after your father but you rest too, very tired.”
Adam forced a smile and then went out to join his father, who was about ready. Adam swung up on Blackie and moved in close to Buck as they left the ranch. Ben found it very difficult to believe, Beth had seemed alright at Joe’s wedding. A little drawn and tired by late evening, but when he’d queried it she had laughed it off saying that Doc was making her a tonic.
They made fast time to town, not talking much, just occasionally Ben spoke his thoughts aloud, not bothering to explain knowing his son was in tune with his thoughts. He didn’t query Adam’s presence; glad to have his eldest son along. Almost too soon they reached town, Ben still found it impossible to believe that she was dying and he was fighting for control, not wanting to make things harder for Beth, At first he couldn’t find any control but then in some strange way memories of the way his youngest son had hidden his fears and anguish and supported Marie came to his aid. If Joseph could do it then he could do as much for Beth. Maybe he had failed her for the last six years, he couldn’t fail her now. As they rode into town Adam was relieved to see his father straighten up and a mask cover the emotion, which had been very evident when they left the ranch.
They went straight to Beth’s house and Adam dismounted, glad that Blackie was between him and his father and for the dark which hid his pain and exhaustion. He took the horses into the stable allowing him a few minutes to hide the worst of it, before following Ben inside and up the stairs to Beth’s room. Sister Cecily was still there and as she opened the door and saw Ben she pushed the door open. “She’s dozing for the moment. Sit by her if you like.”
Ben nodded and went over to the bed. Adam worried about his father, followed him in. Sister Cecily scanned his face, seeing the exhaustion that Ben hadn’t even noticed. “I’ll make some coffee.” Adam forced a smile “Thank you.” He went over to stand behind his father gripping Ben’s shoulders, feeling him shudder as he stared down at Beth. Despite Adam’s warnings he’d been praying for a miracle, but now he too could see the mark of death, she only had hours. His head pounding Ben lent back against Adam for a moment relying on his son’s strength, thankful that Adam was with him. Then as she stirred he lent forward and took her hand, kissing her cheek gently. Beth focussed on the father and son both looking so alike in their sorrow and compassion and she smiled at them. “I’m glad you’re both here.”
Ben swallowed hard not trusting his voice and felt her hand grip his, so weakly but the best she could do. “Don’t try Ben there’s nothing to be said. I just wanted you here. Thank you Adam.”
Adam came round and kissed her forehead, “Rest easy Beth, we’ll stay just as long as you want us, we love you.” Then close to tears he walked over to the window, leaving his father with Beth. At first Ben couldn’t find any words but then slowly as he recognized the truth of his son’s statement, she was at peace, he was able to talk to her quietly. He tried to thank her for so many things over the years remind her of the happy times they had shared. Beth was too weak to talk much but she smiled as she watched the man she loved, heard his soft brown voice, seeing the love and pity in his eyes, feeling his hand on hers. She’d always known that she loved him more than he loved her, more than he realised and she’d understood his failure to marry her. Maybe if Adam hadn’t got so disastrously involved with Laura she would have had a chance, but as it was she accepted his friendship and never let him know how vain were his hopes of her finding someone else. If not enough he had over the years given her great happiness and she’d built a life that satisfied her and now when she needed him at the end of that life he was with her.
Sister Cecily brought in coffee but didn’t disturb Ben and Beth knowing Beth would doze again soon, it would be time enough to give Ben a drink then. Instead she went over to Adam who was leaning his head on his arm over by the window, trying to ease the pain in his back. Keeping her voice very low she said, “Come and sit down have some coffee. You must rest or you’ll be worrying your father even more.”
Adam could only acknowledge the sense of that and he was glad of the support of her arm over to a small table in the corner. He sank into a chair and for a moment rested his head on his arm, so very tired and sore. Sister Cecily stayed between him and the bed until Adam sat up and he smiled at her “Thank you.”
“You ought to lie down, get some sleep.”
“No I’m okay, just need to sit still for a bit.”
Sister Cecily didn’t look convinced and disappeared downstairs, reappearing a few minutes later with a bottle of brandy and pouring a liberal slug into Adam’s coffee. Adam grinned “I didn’t think you approved.”
“Strictly medicinal, it’s useful at times. You need it. You ought to rest and if you won’t at least have a drink.”
Adam relaxed a little and tried to ignore the pain in his back and get control, determined not to worry his father further. Gradually he realised that there was no more talk from the bed and looking over he saw that Beth had dozed off again. Ben was still holding her hand and Adam poured out coffee and brandy and despite the Sister’s offer he took it over to his father.
Ben took it gratefully, still feeling cold from the shock. He drank it slowly and then looked up from Beth and scanned his son’s face. “You ought to go and get some rest Adam. You’re not fully fit and you look exhausted.”
“I’m okay Pa and I love her too.”
Ben studied him for fully a minute but with the brandy and a chance to rest for a few minutes Adam had been able to hide the worst of his exhaustion and pain so eventually Ben nodded “Do as you want.”
He was glad to have Adam there and Adam pulled up a chair close to Ben, not talking much, not needing words. Ben was more grateful than he could say, knowing that his son knew exactly how he felt. Twice more Beth woke for short periods and Adam left them alone going back to the window until she slept again. It seemed a long night but when dawn came Ben could only wonder is she would live to see another. Adam recognised the thought but he couldn’t think of anyway to help and just instinctively gripped his father’s arm. Ben could see the understanding and compassion in his son’s eyes and he patted Adam’s hand “You ought to sleep for a while. I’m alright now.”
“No Pa, I couldn’t”
“Don’t make yourself ill again.”
“I won’t but I would like to stretch my legs, go get some food. I won’t be long.”
“Take as long as you want Adam. I’ve been more grateful than I can ever say to have you here all night but I’m alright now.”
Adam went downstairs and went outside to look over Virginia City for a few minutes, already noisy and crowded despite the early hour. He looked up at the mountains wishing he could get up to the Lake and then unloaded the papers from Blackie’s saddle before fetching fresh water and feed for the two animals that he had put in Beth’s stable the previous evening. As he came out Roy came over the question, evident in his eyes. Adam said “She’s still alive. But I doubt she’ll see the day out. Pa is with her and Sister Cecily.”
Roy stared at the house, “It was always Ben that she wanted.”
“Why not come up Roy, you love her too and she knows it.”
“Maybe a little later, I have work to do.”
“Don’t leave it too late.”
“I won’t somehow I have to say goodbye. I always thought I’d lose her but not like this, I thought she’d marry, maybe leave town, not Ben not lately.”
Adam bit his lip, knowing that Roy would have married her himself if she would have had him and not wanting his old friend to say too much, maybe get embarrassed later. Roy caught his eye and shrugged ruefully “It’s alright Adam. I’ll be back later.”
Adam watched him leave and went into the kitchen and cooked some food, taking up three plates full. Sister Cecily accepted one and said “You two can care for her for a couple of hours. I’m going to get some sleep, if you won’t”
Adam pulled a table close to his father and put the plate down, the food ready cut. Ben frowned “I’m not hungry.”
“You must eat Pa.”
Ben nodded and not wanting to worry Adam he forced the food down. In fact Adam was the only one who couldn’t finish what he’d brought. He was taking the plates down to fetch fresh coffee when Doc arrived. Doc frowned at his erstwhile patient, but made no comment and went up to join Ben by her bed. Beth had weakened even more than he had expected but as he felt her pulse, she opened her eyes and looked at them. She smiled at Ben but then concentrated on Doc, “How long?”
“A few hours Beth, try and rest.”
“No. I want to say goodbye to those who matter. Just a few people. Dan, Roy Aleysha.” She looked over at Adam, “Is Carole coming, Hoss and Little Joe?”
“They’ll be here this morning.”
“The children? My goddaughter?”
“I’m not sure. We can fetch them if you want. If you don’t think it would tire you too much?”
She smiled “Too late to worry about tiredness, plenty of time to sleep and I’d like to see the Vicar.”
Adam swallowed hard. ”I’ll tell them, send for the children.” He went out, deeply moved that she’d asked for his children, knowing that if she had had her way they would have been her grandchildren, one reason for them being very special to her. He went downstairs, pulled on his coat, and then went down to find Dan and Aleysha and find someone to send out to the ranch. Since Aleysha had returned from the Indians she and Beth had become very friendly and she had known more than anyone else other than Doc. Although upset, Adam’s news didn’t come as a shock to her and she promised to go over as soon as her son was off to school. Adam found a young boy and wrote a quick note for Joe before sending him out to the ranch, emphasising that if he met Joe on the way in he was to pass it over. Then he had to go and tell Dan unsure how much his old friend knew, sure that he hadn’t yesterday. Dan was as fond of Beth as either Roy or his father and Adam dreaded the idea of breaking the news yet again.
Dan was in the Palace, scribbling away at a small table in the corner and at that hour the saloon was virtually empty. As Adam came over Dan got to his feet in alarm, his old friend looked on the verge of collapse. “Do you want a drink? What the hell’s wrong?”
Adam shut his eyes which felt red hot. “Beth is ill Dan. She’d like to see you.”
Dan was puzzled to get the message via Adam and puzzled by the expression on his friend’s face, which he’d never seen before. Slowly he read the truth in Adam’s eyes and he didn’t really need the answer as he asked, “How bad is it?”
“She’s dying Dan, a few hours. She wants to say goodbye to those who matter to her.”
Dan went very pale and Adam went over to the bar and ordered two brandies. He took one and pushed it in front of Dan. “Here drink this, get used to the idea and then come and see her. She’s very peaceful.”
Adam downed his in one and then went back to Beth’s, He couldn’t help Dan and he needed to husband his strength if he was to help his father. He took the mine figures up with him and as Ben sat talking to Beth, he tried to concentrate on the detailed breakdown. He didn’t really care but he was able to lose himself in the work and relax a little, forget his aches and pains.
Doc stayed for quite a while, not knowing whether he would be able to get back before the end. There was nothing he could do for her and others needed his skill, but she mattered to him as few did. He couldn’t bring himself to say goodbye but he kissed her gently. As he straightened up, Ben put a hand on his arm. “Have a look at Adam for me; try to get him to rest.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll have a word.” Doc went over to Adam and tried to persuade him to come out. At first Adam was loathe to go but as Ben looked over worriedly he gave way. Outside he listened in silence as Doc read him a lecture about getting some rest and not worrying his father. Adam promised to consider it once his brothers had arrived and grateful for that much Doc let him go back in. Adam went over to his father, who looked up very worried about his son. Beth was dozing again. “I’ll take a nap when Hoss and Joe get here Pa. Don’t worry about me. I’m okay.” He had managed to hide most of the signs of his exhaustion and with his promise to rest Ben relaxed and slowly began to talk, remembering the times Beth had given them her support, how she’d borrowed money from Sharon to buy the Hale and Norcross out from under him. Adam just listened occasionally commenting but letting his father talk, recognising his need to.
It was over an hour later when they heard the downstairs door go and Adam went to see who it was. He found Aleysha and Dan was with her. Dan said “Joe and Hoss are just down the road, all three girls and the children.”
“Beth asked to see them. She’s dozing at the moment but she may wake at any time, go on up. Pa is with her.” Adam went into the front room to wait for his family. Hoss was the first one in and he was horrified at how drawn and tired his brother looked. Adam forced a smile “Now you’re here I’ll go and get some sleep. She wants to see the children, wake me up before you take them in. I’ll just have a nap on the settee.”
Hoss gave his word, knowing Adam wouldn’t settle otherwise and Adam just waited long enough to kiss Carole before disappearing. Joe suggested that they take the children into the small back room and he’d go and have a word with his father. None of them had slept much, Sue and Nita doing the best but even they had been conscious of their husband’s restlessness. Joe went upstairs and joined his father, seeing the toll the long night had taken on him. “Adam is having a doze, maybe you ought to do the same.”
“I won’t leave her, I owe her that much.”
Joe knew too well how his father felt and there were no words to help, all he could do was to stay close. He could see that it would be over soon. Then as Beth woke up, almost taking it for granted that Ben was there, Aleysha and Dan moved close. She was too weak to talk much, but she needed to say goodbye and thanks for their friendship. Aleysha was in tears as she came out and Dan hurried out not much better off. Only as they left did Beth seem to take it in that it was Joe behind his father and not Adam, she smiled “Little Joe.”
Joe kissed her forehead but she had dosed off again. Ben looked up the anguish clear, “Get Roy, Joseph. He should be here she can’t last long now.”
Joe nodded and slipped out but he went to find Hoss first and Hoss went up to join his father. Ben wasn’t really surprised when his big son joined him and he was grateful for the company, the reassurance that something’s in his world were still normal and even happy. Hoss stared down at Beth for a long time, she’d always seemed such a young woman and now suddenly she was old and drawn, frail and dying, He remembered her many kindnesses when she had come out to nurse him and his brothers, especially when Adam was trying to cope alone, with both of them badly hurt, before his marriage. Hoss remembered all her help and yet now, when she needed it desperately, all they could do was to be there so she didn’t die alone. Ben could read his son’s thoughts and he was glad Beth mattered to all of them not just him and he was glad of Hoss’ company even though they sat by her not talking.
Joe had found Roy and passed on his father’s message but Roy was strangely loathe to go over and see her. All the time he stayed away, he could in some strange way forget the truth, it was almost a dream. Roy was sure she wouldn’t give in and die until she’d done what she wanted, seen those she cared for and it was almost as though by staying away he could force her to fight a little harder, live a little longer. Eventually he couldn’t fiddle around in the office any longer and he followed Joe out but he wouldn’t go upstairs to see her until she woke, knowing the ravages of her illness he wanted to remember her as she’d been, so very lovely. He went in to join Adam just wanting to sit quietly, be alone and he promised Joe that he wouldn’t disturb his brother.
Adam was fast asleep to Joe’s relief; he’d seen his eldest brother’s complete exhaustion and even a short sleep would help a little. Joe went back to Carole and the children but even they were quiet, seeming to understand their elders’ mood. Nita and Sue were playing with the twins while Carole held her sleeping daughter. They all looked up as Joe came in but other than the fact that Adam was sleeping he had no news for them. He was restless and after five minutes Nita said, “Go and join Pa and Hoss, you’re just unsettling the children.”
It was what Joe wanted and he was grateful to her for seeing it and he kissed her gently before hurrying upstairs. Beth was still asleep and Joe pulled up a chair on the other side of his father. Ben was stiff and tired he’d hardly moved all night, sitting holding her hand sure she was aware of his presence. He could at least give her what she wanted now, although he hadn’t been able to when she was well. Joe offered to fetch coffee or drinks but noone wanted and after he had assured Ben that Adam was sleeping, Roy downstairs and the Vicar on his way, Joe fell quiet, lost in his own memories.
Adam slept for nearly two hours and then woke up, surprised to find Roy with him. Seeing the deep sorrow and pain on the older man’s face, Adam pulled himself to his feet and with his head pounding unmercifully, went over to the drinks cupboard. He pulled out a fresh bottle of brandy, “Join me Roy?”
Roy nodded and Adam poured out a large one for him. Adam took five minutes to drink his own and then decided to go and see what was happening He promised to let Roy know and went up to rejoin his father. He wasn’t surprised to find both Hoss and Joe there and as they all looked worriedly at him, he forced a smile. “I’m okay.”
Before they could push it Beth stirred and all four men were looking down at her as she opened her eyes. She just looked at then for a moment and then smiled “I never realised how alike you four really are.” On each face was the very same expression of mingled love, compassion and deep sorrow and for once all three sons looked very much like their father. Joe was about to go and get Roy, Carole and the children when Beth said “Wait, all four of you, the Cartwrights, majority decision. I have one great favour,”
Her voice was already weaker and Ben said “Anything, you know that Beth.” He couldn’t think what she wanted and it was Joe who was most in tune with her and smiling asked “The Lake?”
Beth nodded “Your private sanctuary but…”
Ben hesitated “You don’t want to be next to Kevin?”
She shook her head “I love that point.”
Hoss lent forward and covered her hand where it rested on his father’s “You shall go there, as close as we can take you to God, he’ll look after you the rest of the way.” There were tears on the big man’s cheeks as he went on “I’ll go and get the Carole and the kids, rest a while.” Hoss walked out on the landing and Sister Cecily came over as he wiped his eyes, “Go have a drink Hoss, its always hardest for those who are left.” She patted his arm and more in control he went down to collect Carole, He told Sue and Nita to bring the twins, they were family and anyway could remove the children quickly, she was desperately weak.
As he went to fetch Roy, the vicar arrived and Hoss said “You’d better go straight up; I don’t reckon she has very long.” Roy had overheard and he came out, he couldn’t put it off any longer.
Beth was too weak to do more than kiss the children and Carole couldn’t find words, not knowing that Beth could read her feelings clearly on her face. After a couple of minutes Ben told Joe to take them all back down and Hoss and Joe both kissed her gently and went out knowing they wouldn’t see her alive again. They left her with Ben, Roy, the vicar and Adam. Beth could see how hard Roy was taking it and she put her left hand in both his and looked from Roy to Ben and back “My two best friends you’ve both meant so much to me these last years. I’m only sorry I have to leave you.”
Roy swallowed hard but even so his voice was breaking as he urged her to rest. The vicar murmured a few words assuring her of God’s mercy but as she slipped back into unconsciousness it was the simple words that Hoss had said which lived in her mind. None of them were sure if she would come round again and Roy, unable to just sit and watch her die, decided that they had to get Doc back and went out. Adam sat down next to his father and they waited while the Vicar and Sister Cecily talked quietly. Nearly an hour later she opened her eyes again and meeting Ben’s she murmured, so very softly he had to strain to hear “I love you and thank you for so many good times.”
“It should have been more.”
“We settled for friendship a very precious friendship.”
Ben couldn’t find his voice and Beth smiled at him “Read to me Ben, Isaiah chapter 35. I always loved it,”
Ben and Adam could barely make out her words but Adam got up and found her bible and passed it to his father, open at the appropriate place. There was no strength at all in her hand now, it just lay in Ben’s and Ben could see the pale waxiness of imminent death on her face. He swallowed hard and began to read, conscious of her gaze fixed on his face. “The wilderness and the solitary place shall be glad for them and the desert shall rejoice and blossom as the rose. It shall blossom abundantly and rejoice even with joy and singing the glory of Lebanon shall be given unto it, the excellency of Carmel and Sharon, they shall see the glory of the Lord and excellency of our God.” Ben’s voice broke but he swallowed hard and went on “Strength ye the weak hands and confirm the feeble knees.” As he spoke he remembered reading the Bible, the story of Adam, to his beloved first wife as she lay dying nearly thirty-five years ago. Elizabeth was as clear to him as Beth and the pain of losing Beth were intermingled with too clear memories of that old pain. He managed one more verse “Say to them that are of fearful heart, Be strong, fear not: behold your God will come with vengeance, even God with a recompense; he will come and save you.” It seemed so very inappropriate and Ben’s voice gave way completely and he murmured “Oh Beth I shall miss you so very much.”
Adam realised Ben couldn’t carry on and he took the Bible from his father and while Ben continued to look at Ben, it was his son’s slightly deeper, but equally soft, melodic voice
which continued the verses that she loved. “Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened and the ears of the deaf shall be unstopped. Then shall the lame man leap as an hart and the tongue of the dumb sing, for in the wilderness shall waters break out and streams in the desert. And the parched ground shall become a pool and the thirsty land springs of water; in the habitation of dragons where each lay, shall be grass with reeds and rushes. And an highway shall be there and a way and it shall be called the way of holiness, the unclean shall not pass over it but it shall be for those, the wayfaring men, though fools shall not err therein. No lion shall be there nor any ravenous beast shall go up thereon, it shall not be found there; but the redeemed shall walk there. And the ransomed of the Lord shall return and come to Zion with songs and everlasting joy upon their heads, they shall obtain joy and gladness and sorrow and fighting shall flee away” Adam stopped as he reached the end of the chapter and there was absolute silence in the room, as the beautiful words seemed to fill the room, then Beth murmured “I love you Ben.” before slipping back into sleep.
Ben’s eyes were wet with tears as he looked down at Beth dying here in front of him and, almost as clear, he saw Elizabeth as she lay dying thirty five years ago, the baby who had cost her life crying in the first hours of his life. Now that baby was a grown man with children of his own, sitting with Ben trying to help but the intervening years seemed as nothing. Ben found himself unable to even pray for Beth and Adam, seeing the anguish in his father’s eyes, moved closer and put an arm round his shoulders. He was deeply moved himself and almost unconsciously found himself murmuring the Lord ’s Prayer.
Ben wasn’t surprised, his sons might not be frequent attendants at church but each had a very real faith, their own personal relationship with God. Ben relaxed slowly against Adam seeing so many memories. For nearly two hours they sat close together not talking. Joe had brought up coffee and took his place the other side of Ben, he told them that Hoss had taken the others home and would dig the grave up by the lake as she wanted, but then he too fell quiet, remembering his vigil by Marie’s bedside.
Beth was in a coma and it was obviously just a matter of time. Doc came back but there was nothing he could do and he’d left fairly quickly. Just as the light of the day faded the sick woman shuddered slightly and then lay still. Joe moved to feel for the pulse in her neck but his father and brother didn’t need his murmur, “She’s gone.”, somehow it was obvious.
For the first time in many hours Ben put down her hand. He stared at her for a long time and then buried his face in his hands. Adam put his arm round his father and said “Cover her up Joe,”
Joe did so and then hesitated, unsure what to do; Adam looked over at the Vicar. “She wanted to be buried up by Lake Tahoe. We promised her.”
“Tomorrow?”
“Yes, early I think.”
“I’ll arrange it.”
Adam looked at his brother “She had a lot of friends; some at least have to be told.”
Joe nodded, “I know. I’ll see to it and then I’ll borrow John West’s place make her coffin myself.” Adam nodded, recognising his brother’s need to do something and knowing that his desire to do so would mean a lot to their father. “Whoever wants to come, can you organize it?”
“Of course, leave it to me.” Joe came round behind Ben who didn’t even seem aware of the discussion. He gripped Adam’s shoulder and murmured “Try and get him to rest and you ought to as well. You’ll make yourself ill again.”
“I’m okay Joe and I’ll stay with Pa, do what I can.”
Joe had to accept that and he walked out with the Vicar, “We seem to have kept you hanging around for hours when there was nothing you could do.”
“Your father and brothers seemed to do a pretty good job. I heard what Hoss said. We all love her and there’s pitiably little anyone can do. She was at peace that’s the best we can hope for.” Joe was very serious, “Hoss is amazing, he always claims to be no good with words but so often he finds just the right thing to say.”
“That’s because he speaks from the heart.”
Joe found it more difficult than he could ever say to tell so many old friends that Beth was dead. Word of her illness had spread rapidly and most people were able to read the truth on Joe’s face so he didn’t have to tell them. There was some surprise at her desire to be buried on the Ponderosa, but everyone knew how close she was to Ben and it was accepted with little real comment. Joe made the arrangements sure that Hoss and Carole would have got Hop Sing and Kam Su ready to feed the mourners. Eventually having told those who mattered most, he left word to spread and began working on a coffin, glad of the physical work, able to forget his memories for a while, too aware of both Beth and Marie.
At the house Sister Cecily brought food and coffee for Ben and Adam and then she had to get back to the hospital and they were left alone. Adam tried to persuade his father to eat but Ben wasn’t hungry and Adam couldn’t force him. He only managed a little himself and both men were more grateful for the hot coffee than anything. For the time being Ben didn’t want to talk and Adam left his father alone, just sitting by him, working through the mine figures and then beginning on the sheaf of share documents, unable to really concentrate, very tired with a severe headache and half of his concentration on his father, but the work had to be done and it was better than sitting brooding.
Ben was lost in the past, wondering again if she should have married Beth years ago, given her the love, affection and companionship that she’d missed in the last years, mingled with memories and unexpectedly sharp pains from Elizabeth’s death so long ago. For a long time he didn’t speak, only vaguely aware of Adam’s presence and yet grateful for all his sons and all they had tried to do. Noone came to the house and it was nearly midnight when Adam put down his sheaf of documents and rubbed his eyes. So tired they felt as though they were full of grit and he was having a job to focus. “I’ll go and make some fresh coffee Pa. Do you want anything else?”
Ben shook his head, more in control than he had been, “Coffee will be fine, then you must rest.”
Adam ignored that and went to get coffee. While it was brewing he washed his face and stood outside the back door in the fresh air for five minutes. Feeling a little more human he went back to his father. They sipped coffee in silence but for the first time Ben turned away from Beth and concentrated on his eldest son. “You look exhausted Adam, you must rest.”
“Will you?”
“Later.”
“I’ve had more sleep than you have.”
“Not much and I haven’t got two partly healed wounds in my back. You’ll make yourself ill and that won’t help anything.”
“There’s nothing you can do for Beth now, you rest and I will.”
“I can’t, not yet.”
“Do you want to talk Pa?”
Ben hesitated, unsure, but he saw the understanding and compassion in his son’s eyes. Adam was more than his eldest son, he was also his best friend and of all his sons he was most in tune with Adam. In some ways Adam had taken over a father’s role for his brothers and although Ben was close to Hoss and Joseph, especially now they were mature men, there was an added affinity with Adam and he could say things to Adam that he would have hesitated to say to Hoss or Joe and wouldn’t have dreamt of saying to another soul. Adam was right he couldn’t rest while he felt so guilty and he was very tired. Ben bit his lip and looked down at the still figure on the bed. “I should have married her. I could have given her six years or so, more than she had.”
“Why didn’t you Pa? We all half expected it, before I went to Europe. Even then I wondered if I’d hear, but by the time I came back you’d somehow settled as just friends.”
“I thought I had reasons.”
“Try telling me, it might help. I know she loved you and you loved her, so why?”
”She was only fairly young, only 37 when Kevin died, I was fifteen years older. If I’d known how young she’d die.”
“You couldn’t have known that, don’t blame yourself for not knowing the future, you aren’t God.”
“It seemed second best, not like your mothers; maybe I was too old even then for real passion but Beth…. And you and Laura.” Ben fell quiet even for his oldest son he couldn’t put it into words.
Adam didn’t need it spelled out, he knew his father too well. With his own disastrous attempt to settle for second best, he could understand why Ben hadn’t been able to go through with marriage. The problem was how to help and for several minutes Adam was quiet and then as clearly as though his father was speaking he could hear Ben telling him of his own birth and his mother’s death and he suddenly realised why Ben had been unable to continue reading the Bible. He also knew how to help but he had to pick his words with care. He looked at Ben “Strange that Beth wanted you to read to her. I always remember you saying that my mother wanted the story of Adam read to her when she was dying.”
Ben was used to Adam reading his thoughts but even so he started and frowned. Then almost to himself he said “Nearly 35 years, half a lifetime, and yet for a while Elizabeth was there next to Beth. I could see her; hear you cry as though I was there, memories so strong, the pain as real as the day you were born.”
“Because you loved my mother so deeply, and Joe’s and Hoss’. We all know that, we’ve grown up with that knowledge. I’m not sure how Beth felt but you said yourself, the affection and love you felt for her was second best. The way I felt for Laura and still do and in many ways the same as I felt for Beth.”
Ben frowned but he didn’t interrupt and Adam went on “I tried to base a marriage on it Pa, even when I knew that was all I felt and it wasn’t until she’d gone that I realised what harm I’d have done. I couldn’t have lived a lie all my life, Laura would have known. I’d have hurt her the way her first husband did; I’d despised him for it and yet planned to do the same. That was why I ran away to Europe, not because I’d lost Laura ,but because I’d desecrated my dreams of marriage by planning to go ahead when I knew I only loved her as a friend. I was lucky she found Will and once I’d found all I’d dreamt of in Carole, Laura and I picked up the pieces of a very special friendship. Outside of you three, Carole and my children, noone means more to me than Laura and certainly none knows me better. That’s what you had with Beth she said it herself. Maybe once she had wanted more, Laura did too and Beth wasn’t lucky enough to find someone else, but what you had was very precious. Maybe it would have worked if you’d married but there’s a good chance you’d have ruined what you did have. You had three perfect marriages Pa, I don’t believe you could have settled for second best and been happy and she would have known. Love is unpredictable, I never understood why I didn’t fall in love with Laura as I did with Carole but it can’t be forced and there’s no point in blaming yourself for not falling in love. You gave Beth all you could. You know I’m right Pa, did memories of my mother’s death intrude when Inger died or Marie?”
Ben slowly shook his head and Adam patted his arm “You loved them as wives, truly, passionately. Beth was a very special friend and that’s important too. It’s what Laura and I have and in many ways it’s the true link between you and I and my brothers, but it isn’t the love you give a wife. Maybe no less but different, I couldn’t choose between Carole and my brothers or you, but its different and we can’t control the way we feel.”
Adam was quiet and for a long time Ben sat thinking over what his eldest son had said, searching his eyes as though he’d find the truth there and slowly relaxing as he admitted the truth of it. Eventually Ben half smiled, “Come on Son, let’s both get some rest.”
Adam looked at the shrouded body and Ben said “I’ll lay her out in the morning, she’s not there, she’s with God and alive in our memories.”
There were twin beds in the next room and Ben helped Adam off with his boots and onto one. Adam could see his father was more at peace and so very tired he could no longer hide his pain and exhaustion. Ben put a pillow to protect his back and as Adam fell asleep almost instantly. Ben stood looking down at his son. He was not surprised at Adam knowing so exactly how he felt but he was very grateful for his son’s help and understanding. He thanked God for all three of his sons and the wonderful relationship they had, both with him and with each other. More at peace than he would have believed possible a few hours earlier, Ben took the other bed and fell asleep.
Joe had finished the coffin by the early hours and he got help to carry it back to Beth’s house. He was hoping Adam would get some rest, well aware how exhausted he was, but as he quietly opened the door to Beth’s room he was surprised to find her alone. He checked next door to find both his father and brother asleep and he was glad of it. In a few hours her body would be buried, another grave up by the Lake, but it seemed wrong to leave her alone now. He hadn’t been able to leave Marie and now he pulled an armchair up by the bed, put his feet up on a small table and dozed restlessly by her still body.
Ben was the first awake about five a.m. and he went in to find his youngest son with her, Joe woke as he came in and couldn’t meet his father’s eye knowing he was being sentimental, “Didn’t like to leave her alone.”
Ben knew his son very well and he could understand but he suggested Joe went and had an hour on the bed he’d just vacated; sure he must be stiff and sore. Joe hesitated but his father was quite calm, “I’m alright Joseph and I’d rather be alone, just for a little while.”
“Sure Pa, call if you want me.”
Ben slowly prepared the frail body for burial. He had a look at the beautifully polished coffin Joe had made and found an eiderdown to line it and then he went back up to sit by her just thinking, remembering but no longer feeling guilty. He had never known Adam speak so clearly about his reasons for running away to Europe. Ben had always known why his son went but Adam had never put it into words before. Now to help his father he’d done so and Ben was warmed by his eldest son’s concern. He was proud of Adam’s knowledge and help given to his father, of Joe’s sentimental honesty and of Hoss’ faith and simplicity, which he’d seen had helped Beth.
Adam woke feeling better, but in need of coffee, and he slipped out leaving Joe asleep, not really surprised to see Joe instead of his father. As he was making coffee he heard movement and went into the front room to find Roy in there, Roy looked up guiltily but relaxed as he saw it was just Adam. “Young Joe’s made a real good job of the coffin.”
“Beth means a lot to all of us. I’ve got coffee on, want some?”
“Please. Seems odd to think I won’t be popping in here no more, came by most days. This house is as near to a home as I’ve got.” Roy busied himself straightening some cushions, embarrassed, “Guess I’m tired Adam, came as a shock.”
“I could see that in the Palace, hit us hard too. Do you want to go up?”
“Nope, rather remember her as she was.”
“We’ll all do that. You know she wanted to be buried up by the Lake?”
“Yeah I heard. Don’t blame her, if I had the choice I’d opt for that too.”
“When your time comes, a long time yet I hope, you would be very welcome.”
“I thought it was family.”
“For those who matter to us. I buried two friends there a long time ago, Ross and Delphine. You’ll be very welcome, if that’s what you want, just as Beth is.”
Roy stared at Adam but he recognised the sincerity of his offer, “One day I’ll take you up on that.”
“Fine, but a long time yet.” Adam smiled “Need someone for my old bear of a father to wrangle with, I’ll get that coffee.”
A few minutes later he took some up to his father and joined Ben by the bed, but as Ben was very peaceful, Adam continued working through the stack of papers he had collected, reading the arguments for the proposed new bank. Ben went to protest as Adam still looked drawn but as Adam was calm he left him to do as he wanted. Soon after seven Joe rejoined them and filled them in on what he had arranged. Once they had forced down some breakfast Joe went to hire a buckboard, Roy couldn’t be persuaded to join them for food but he helped load the coffin onto the buckboard. Adam had helped his father put Beth into it. Roy rode next to Ben on the buckboard, he’d take it back to town later. Adam and Joe followed on behind, keeping close together for company but hardly speaking. Part way out Roy told Ben of his son’s offer. Ben wasn’t surprised and backed it whole heartedly, in his turn Roy could rest by Beth, if that was what he wanted.
Hoss had taken everyone back to Adam’s house but he couldn’t settle and after a meal he’d ridden up to the lake and dug a grave, with too many memories of doing the same job three years earlier and memories of Beth. He couldn’t face being hemmed in by walls and he stayed up by the Lake all night, knowing Sue would understand. At the house as midnight approached, Carole suggested that Sue use one of the spare rooms. Sue accepted, “I don’t think he’ll be back before morning,”
“I doubt it. Hoss always likes the open spaces when he’s upset. Beth is sort of honorary family.”
“I saw that over Christmas, such a nice woman.”
There was quite a cavalcade out from town for the short service. Beth had many friends, from Fair and MacKay, Philip and John Marye, to some miners who had lodged with her. After Kevin’s death she had turned her house into a lodging house to retain her independence. Even the Bank manager Harris had come out and he came over to Adam and Ben. “Beth left her will with me a couple of months back. I don’t know if she spoke to you about it but she named you two, as joint executors.”
Beth hadn’t said anything not wanting to cause comment and very sure that neither of them would mind. Harris had brought the will and he handed it over to Adam as he was the lawyer. Ben frowned “When do we read it?”
“I’ll have a look later and we can tell those involved after the funeral, Hop Sing and Kam Su are providing food at the main house. What about coffin bearers?”
“You aren’t doing it Adam, you’ve overdone things quite enough the last couple of days. Roy and I will take two, your brothers can take the others unless someone particularly wants to.”
In the event, Dan took one corner and Joe joined Adam with the girls. They had left the children at the house. Although there had been several burials up by the lake but this was the first with more than the immediate family attending and although Joe admitted her friends’ right to be present he couldn’t feel the usual peace of the lake and he was very glad when the short service was over. Joe murmured to Nita that he ought to check that everything was ready at the house and slipped away to Cochise. Adam could understand how Joe felt and like Joe he would come to say his goodbyes to Beth when the Lake has reverted to its usual peace. He commented to his father “Too crowded for me, Joe too I think. I’ll go read the will.”
Adam left Joe to ensure everything was ready and stopped off at his own house to take it quietly in his study for five minutes, needing a drink, still short on sleep. As he read Beth’s will he was glad he had, before he’d finished it he had tears in his eyes. Included with the will was a letter for Ben and one for him. Adam didn’t touch his father’s, his own was proof enough just how well Beth knew all of them especially Ben. Apart from thanks and apology for handing him a job with out asking, Beth asked Adam to look after his father, not to let him blame himself, admitting that she knew Ben didn’t love her as she loved him and emphasizing just how much his affection had meant to her, along with the precious hours she’d spent on the Ponderosa. Beth had had plenty of warning and she’d put a great deal of thought into leaving her belongings. A wealthy woman now and with no relatives, most of those who were closest to her had no need of money and for Ben and Adam she had picked out a few carefully chosen pieces, some antique glassware, a painting and an elegant small clock that Adam had long admired, Carole and Aleysha shared her personal possessions with her jewellery going to her goddaughter Marie. The bulk of her money was for the Sisters of Mercy hospital with bequests to those who could use the money, Aleysha, Philip and some of the miners who had been her lodgers. The bequest which touched Adam most, apart from those to his own family where each member had been considered their taste so well known, was to Roy. She had left him a considerable sum of money and something which Adam knew would mean even more, her house. After Roy’s comments earlier in the day Adam was determined to have a word with him in private before the will was read. He knew how much it would mean to Roy and he had no intention of risking the sheriff breaking down in public. By the time Adam reached the main house the mourners were drifting in slowly, Roy wasn’t there yet and Adam busied himself ensuring that everyone had drinks. It had come on all of them very suddenly and everyone was quiet, talking in hushed tones in small groups, remembering Beth in their own way.
Roy had stayed up by the lake as the others left to take his leave of Beth in his own way. He would have preferred to go straight back to town but he had promised to take the buckboard back for Ben. Ben had taken it back to the house giving Hoss a lift and leaving Chub for Roy. Roy only intended to put his head in for a few minutes and then go back to town, but Adam had been watching for him. As soon as he saw Roy he poured a large whisky and went over to Roy. “We have to talk Roy; will you come up to my room for a few minutes?”
Roy was puzzled but he knew Adam very well and followed him upstairs wondering what the younger man wanted. Adam took his own drink up with him and in his room moved over to the window, staring up at the mountains. “I have some news for you Roy. Beth asked Pa and I to be executors of her will. She’d left it with Mr Harris at the Bank. Beth has left you her shares in the Hale and Norcross and the Chollar-Potosi, some ten thousand in cash and most important of all, her house and furniture apart from a few named bequests.”
Roy stared at Adam’s back, hardly believing it “Left me her house?”
“That’s it Roy. I shall read the will formerly a little later but I thought I’d let you know first. Now if you’ll excuse me Joe asked me to get something.” With that Adam slipped through the connecting door into Joe’s room. Roy was close to tears that Beth should have done such a thing and he was very grateful for Adam’s tact. He took nearly half an hour to get control of himself before going back downstairs. Only then did Ben begin to collect those mentioned in the will which Adam had outlined and his son read it out. Noone was particularly surprised at its contents although Aleysha was reduced to tears and Joe poured her a drink. Slowly everyone began to drift back to town and by 2.30 only the Cartwrights were left. All were very short of sleep but none of them could settle, Carole wanted to go home to her children and with Adam’s promise to follow shortly she headed back with Jess as escort.
Hoss went out to the storeroom to inventory what they had and begin a list of requirements to cater for all the new men, glad to get down to some routine work. Sue went with her big husband; she could at least take notes for him as he checked.
Adam decided that Hoss wasn’t the only one who’d be helped by work and mentioned rather hesitantly to his father that several things had come up in town that they really ought to discuss, some rather urgent. Ben had had all too much time to think and remember and he jumped at the suggestion and as all the papers were in Adam’s study he suggested they move over there. While Ben went to change his clothes, Joe took his eldest brother to task, whatever the rest of them did Adam ought to head straight to bed, he’d missed too much sleep when he wasn’t fit. Adam protested, “It’s all very well nagging me Joe but Pa can’t taker over until I’ve filled him in and some of it is rather urgent, apart from Pa’s need to work. I promised an answer on one thing by the weekend.”
“With Beth dying, noone will expect you to stand by that.” Joe said dismissively.
“I wouldn’t bet on that little brother, I made the promise to Jim Fair!”
Joe had to smile at that and then as Nita came over to join them Adam frowned, “Are you sitting in Joe or not?”
“Do you want me?”
“Some things will need your opinion but it could wait. No need to get down to work yet, it’s only just over a fortnight since your wedding.”
Joe put his arm round his bride and pulled her close “Somehow I don’t think we feel like playing at the moment. Maybe take a few days when the weather improves. For now I’ll do my share.”
“Okay then sit in. I have rather a lot of news on various fronts. Everyone wanted to see me on Tuesday.”
“We’d noticed the huge pile of papers you brought back.”
“You’ll need to read most of them Joe! I’ll explain when we get home.” Nita decided to come too and as the children were playing quietly, she and Carole joined the men to hear what news Adam had, anything to distract their thoughts. Adam poured himself a large brandy and tried to get his thoughts in order, he had plenty to tell them that it was difficult to know where to start. For the first time Ben seemed to notice his eldest son’s exhaustion and suggested leaving it until the morning but Adam insisted that he was fine. He would have an early night but for now he’d rather fill everyone in.
Adam started with the news that the railroad was complete and passed on their invitation to the opening ceremony. Then he moved onto the pipeline, the men he’d hired and the threats that were being made. Joe was making notes of outstanding jobs and Adam pointed out the need for a meeting of directors to arrange the financing. They tossed around the threats but it was difficult to see what else to do, other than ride guard on the diggers. The pipe would be vulnerable once it arrived but with railroad all the way it should be safe enough until then.
Joe said “How about Stonor? Will he keep to his contract?”
Adam shrugged “I’m not sure, but your point before is still valid. It’ll cost us a fortune to go any other way. We have to try and make him honour it. We have about a fortnight before moving onto his land according to Harv’s plan.” He outlined what was intended and Ben decided that the problem of Stonor could be shelved for a few days.
Then Adam moved onto John Mary’s news, passing a pile of routine papers to his father before telling him about the interest in Ophir stock and the little he’d been able to discover. Ben’s initial reaction was the same as Adam’s, his stock had been paid for a long ago and he’d hold on at least until things were clearer but he enquired Adam’s opinion. Adam smiled a little sheepishly “I have a sentimental attachment to the Ophir I think I’ll hang on.”
Joe snorted “I don’t know why, you very nearly lost your life in it!”
Nita looked puzzled and Adam explained “There had been too many cave-ins; the shoring we used wasn’t strong enough. After one bad one the foreman of the Ophir, Gil Fenton who was a good friend of mine, asked me to have a talk to Philip who’d been brought in to find a better way of shoring and we went down the mine to see the latest trouble. We hadn’t been down very long when we heard rumbles. Gil started back to check and he must have been killed instantly Philip and I were battered and bruised, trapped but alive. I don’t remember very much, I was only conscious for maybe an hour or so, the air got pretty bad. Hoss was in town and he heard about the trouble and came to help, wouldn’t let anyone give up and pulled us out.”
Joe grinned “One good thing came out of it, Philip and Adam were so determined that they came up with the square set shoring that we use now and the mines became much safer.”
“That was Philip’s idea.”
“Yeah but you and Hoss got it built, when everyone said it was too expensive.”
Ben nodded “That original shoring is still standing and once they saw it in action everyone came round. You all did a good job Adam and you know Philip always gives you credit for the design too.”
“Ancient history.” Adam said slightly embarrassed.
Joe enquired “We sold off the Ophir stock we got in that market collapse, didn’t we?”
Adam nodded “Yeah but Pa and I have some personal holdings, about 12% in all I’d guess.”
Ben agreed “Do you think it’ll come out of borrasca?”
Adam looked over at Joe “What do you think little brother?”
“You’re the expert,” Joe parried.
Adam smiled lazily “Little brother, stop playing the fool, no mock modesty here, we know you too well. You know the Comstock near as well as I do.”
Joe had to smile “Alright, well I guess it’s always possible, but I doubt it can reach the main body of rich ore we have in the California and the Virginia. It’s to far off one side of Mount Davidson, end up with law suits all round.”
Adam nodded “Agreed but it doesn’t explain Ralston’s interest, even if it does explain Sharon’s lack of it.” After tossing it around for a while longer, it came down to wait and see. Adam added in Dan’s news of Sharon’s renewed interest in the Senate seat and left his father and Joe to discuss that while he went for fresh coffee. At least he’d been proved right in one thing his father looked more in control and relaxed with something different to think about.
As Adam poured out coffee Joe said, “You still haven’t explained what Jim wanted?”
“I’ll get to it Joe. I told you everyone wanted to see me on Tuesday.”
“No wonder you were so tired by the time you got home.”
Ben frowned “Talking of which you look exhausted now, at least have your coffee in peace. Joseph let me see that list.” Leaving Adam to drink his coffee Ben went over the major jobs which had to be started with Joe. Someone would have to go into town the next day, arrange some meetings and check out what Adam’s contacts had been able to discover about the threats to the pipeline. Then Adam lent back in his chair and waved at the pile of papers on his desk. “Now we’ll get to the two most surprising pieces of news.” His father and brother were listening intently and even Nita and Carole, who had been talking quietly together as the men discussed technicalities, gave their attention, there was a certain something in Adam’s voice.
Adam said “First dividends on the two mines. Fair and Mackay want to raise them. The figures are all here. They have Flood’s agreement and he was going to talk to O’Brien when he got home. I promised our answer by the weekend.”
“What to?” queried Ben
“One million and forty thousand per month for each mine!”
Joe whistled softly “We’d get over half a million in cash every month. Do the figures stand up?”
Adam nodded slowly, “As far as I can see. They are in rich ore and even allowing for more development and exploration costs and an increase in overheads the dividends are covered easily, I want to have another look at the detailed breakdowns and I’d like you two to check. As you say I’m tired not thinking too clearly but I don’t see why not.”
Nita was staggered, she’d known they were wealthy but such large sums in cash astounded her even so. Carole just went on knitting calmly and seeing Nita’s surprise she grinned, “It’s all part of the funny money, I know its cash but the mines aren’t real not like the ranch. How much is the stock worth at the moment Adam?”
Adam frowned, “The two mines alone, last time I saw figures, were worth about 160 million. Doesn’t really mean much there’s virtually none on the market. But Nita one quarter of it is ours; say forty million, which makes your husband worth ten million dollars from that stock alone. Let alone his other holdings and if Joe wanted to sell out at the moment, he could probably clear at least that in cash. A valuable property, hold onto him!”
Joe laughed “Do you know I hadn’t realised I was worth that much.”
Adam commented dryly, “Neither had I!” and got a punch for his trouble. He warded it off “Earn your money little brother; go over the figures for me. As I said I promised Jim an answer.” Adam lifted up the top file and passed it to Joe.
Ben frowned, “Okay what’s all the rest about?”
Adam looked at the pile of papers, “I’ve only just started going through these and frankly I don’t know how to react. It’s another proposal from Jim. John is going along but I got the impression that this one is all Jim’s idea, too high flying really for John.”
Joe considered his brother menacingly, “If you don’t start explaining….”
“Easy Joe, Jim’s latest idea arises from having so much money. He doesn’t trust the Bank of California and as he says all the other banks in the state are eventually controlled by it, even our own Virginia City bank.”
Ben frowned “That’s not exactly news Adam. We transferred some considerable sums to Salt Lake City and back East last autumn for the same reason.”
“Sure Pa, but what is new is his suggestion to deal with it. The four of them, with us if we’ll go along and without us if necessary as far as I can tell, are proposing to set up a new Bank. A totally independent Bank of Nevada. They have plenty of capital even without us, 120 million stock value and cash.”
Neither Ben nor Joe had expected that and like Adam when he’d first heard, they were too surprised to know how to react. For several minutes there was absolute silence and then Ben went and poured out a drink, he looked over at his sons and Joe nodded “Please Pa.” but Adam shook his head. As he sipped his drink Ben enquired “How far advanced is it?”
Adam patted the pile of papers “All here Pa. Financial, legal, even political implications, prospective buildings and personnel. They even have options on three buildings. As I say it seems to be going ahead with or without us. I suspect Jim has tried to present us with a fait accompli.”
“What do you think?” Joe asked.
“I haven’t even finished going through it yet and frankly I’ve been too tired to trust my own judgement, I still am.”

Ben and Joe met each other’s eye; neither could remember Adam making such an admission before. Ben picked up the pile, “How ever much Jim pushes we have to consider all the implications of this. Unless there’s anything else Adam I think I’ll take this lot home and start reading, we’ll discuss it when we all have all the facts.”

“I think that was the lot Pa.”

“More than enough. Joseph, you and Nita coming home?”

“Sure Pa, I’ll make a start on the dividend figures.”

Ben looked at his eldest son, “Get an early night you’ve more than earnt it.” All the others went out, but Adam put a restraining hand on his father’s arm, “Pa are you alright?”

Ben smiled affectionately, “I’ve needed you over the last two days. Overtaxed your strength I know. Now you rest I’m fine. You were right I needed to work and once I’ve been through this lot I guess I’ll sleep. Your brothers are there if I need anything.”

“You will ask them?”

“I’ll ask but I don’t think I’ll need them Adam. We’ll all mourn for Beth, but with your help I think I have things in perspective, so don’t worry.” Ben smiled at his son “You get some rest, no more work today. Strikes me we’re all going to need our wits about us in the next few weeks.”

Joe waited as his father went out and stopped long enough to assure Adam that he would keep an eye on their father and make sure he got some rest. Adam smiled “Thanks Joe but don’t forget Nita in all this or Pa will be feeling guilty about something else.”

Joe looked after his lovely wife with a broad grin, “I’m not likely to Adam!”

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