The Outlaw Honey Moses and THE DUNBAR, AUSTIN, & TAYLOR SECURITY COMPANY….

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Chapter 4 – The Outlaw Honey Moses and

THE DUNBAR, AUSTIN, & TAYLOR SECURITY COMPANY

 

          Honey Moses wore Rex Ramsey’s hat as she rehearsed her best ‘Kate Grody’ act.  Rex Ramsey sat watching her from the edge of the bed and he wore only his wrinkled shirt.  Honey listened as Rex told her about the upcoming removal of everyone’s money from the Passover Bank.  “They’ve hired The Dunbar, Austin, & Taylor Security Company to move the money back East.”

          Honey stopped twirling the braided leather reata, “Weren’t those the names of your deputy Marshals?  The ones that betrayed you?”

          “The same.  They quit as dishonorable deputy U. S. Marshals and went together into the protection business.  It adds up.”

          “Yeah.  ‘Former U. S. Marshals’ should sell real good.”

          “Now they’re calling themselves ‘Range Detectives’ but I’ve heard they’ve done hired killing.  Honey, I know these bastards.  They’re vicious.  Taking that money would be like stealing a cub from a mama grizzly.  It’s too dangerous.”

          Honey Moses slung the reata over Rex Ramsey’s shoulders and her gold eyes shined in contemplation.  Honey finally spoke, “You know these men, right?”

          “I am sorry to say that I do.”

          “Could you figure a way to get hired by them?”

          Rex Ramsey was startled.  “What are you talking about?”

          “Could you cozy your way into getting hired, or do they hate you?”

          Rex grimaced, “They think I’m a spittoon, all shiny and letting myself get used.”

          “What if you ‘saw the light’ and wanted to join their business?  They know you got good instincts, right?”

          “I just wouldn’t fit in.  Why would they need me?”

          “You got a reputation as a tracker and a shooter, even if you aren’t a killer.  They might just figure you’d bring in more business,” Honey knelt between Rex Ramsey’s legs and purred, “It sure wouldn’t hurt to bring it up, now would it?”

          Rex shuddered as he let Honey have her way.  Later he was asleep dreaming, dreaming of Paradise, maybe.  But The Dunbar, Austin, & Taylor Security Company was there in the back of his mind, coiled around the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil.

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The Outlaw Honey Moses and THE ONE BAD HABIT OF REX RAMSEY…

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Chapter 3 – The Outlaw Honey Moses and

THE ONE BAD HABIT OF REX RAMSEY

 

          Former U. S. Marshal Rex Ramsey finished pulling on his boots and he went out into the hallway of the Whisper Glory.  Honey Moses was down the hall talking with Kate Grody.  Rex went on downstairs and outside to his horse.

          He mounted up and sat there for a moment.  Pulling on his boots had made him recall the shaman woman Chonkusha.  Rex closed his eyes and waited for an omen.  A shadow fell upon his face and he opened his eyes.  He watched the hawk spiraling beside the sun.  The hawk then flew away to the southern hills.  Rex nudged his horse in that direction and he rode out of Bad Weather.

          When he had been a U. S. Marshal he had tracked the shaman woman Chonkusha.  The government wanted her for riling up the tribes.  Rex Ramsey was a sharp-shooter and a tracker and they had put him in charge of three Deputy Marshals –  Jubilee Dunbar, Clifford Austin, and Deuce Taylor – with orders to stop Chonkusha.  Chonkusha knew like Rex knew that animals are hunted by their habits.  Chonkusha eluded him and his Deputy Marshals for months.

          Still watching the hawk, Rex Ramsey rode and he would not stop until he found an auspicious campsite for the night.  He judiciously avoided habits.  He had enemies and that was one sure thing.  He owned the Whisper Glory with me and that was the second sure thing about him.  Otherwise he lived like a coyote – well, that isn’t true because a coyote has a home – he lived like the wind I suppose you might say.  He came from a direction and he went in a direction.

          Anyway, he found the shaman woman Chonkusha one day by the damnedest wisp of what we would call luck.  He saw a single glint of sunlight from some distant hills.  He ordered his deputies to stay put while he rode around those hills and then up the backside.  When he got near where he had seen the glint of sunlight he tied up his horse and he took off his boots and he walked.  Some would say he surprised Chonkusha in that cave, but not Rex Ramsey.  The way he tells it she was sitting there as calm as you please and smiled at him saying only, “Welcome, my Death”.  She gave him no fight.  And she was a fighter.

          Well, his deputies had disobeyed him and they hadn’t stayed put and they showed up soon enough.  They held their guns drawn on Chonkusha who said nothing but kept looking over at Rex.  They found her horse and they put her up on it with only her wrists tied.  On the way out Rex Ramsey rode in front with Chonkusha behind him and the three deputies behind her.

          Rex heard the pace of one of the deputy’s horses pick up and he turned to look just as Dunbar whipped the hind end of Chonkusha’s horse and made it bolt.  Austin and Taylor already had their guns drawn and shouted “Stop!  We’ll shoot!”.  Rex swears that Chonkusha was grinning as her horse fled past him.  And the deputies shot Chonkusha in the back.

          They told Rex that they had separate Presidential orders to make sure that Chonkusha would never be a problem again.  And they said the President knew that Rex Ramsey had a reputation for not shooting fugitives even if he was the best at tracking them.  When Rex confirmed those separate Presidential orders he quit the U. S. Marshals.

          Now, I knew Rex Ramsey near as well as anybody and I knew he had only one bad habit: he was in love with Honey Moses.

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The Outlaw Honey Moses and THE INDISCRETIONS OF KATE GRODY..

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Chapter 2 – The Outlaw Honey Moses and

THE INDISCRETIONS OF KATE GRODY

 

          Honey Moses left her room while former U.S. Marshal Rex Ramsey was still pulling on his boots and thinking about her plan for the bank in Passover.  She went down the hallway of the Whisper Glory and gave the secret knock to Kate Grody’s door.

          The door opened an eye’s-width and there stood Kate Grody, tall, big-boned and handsome, with her full curly blond hair hanging down to her belly.  She was naked except for a cowboy hat and boots with spurs.  Between Kate’s legs Honey Moses could see a man behind Kate on the floor on his side with his back toward her, tied up like a calf ready for branding and glistening in sweat.  Honey recognized the back of the Mayor’s head.  Kate’s men – and women – mostly liked it rough.  When business was slow she took care of us girls too.

          “Hi there, Missy Moses,” smiled Kate Grody.  She looked at Honey questioningly.

          “We need to talk when you’re done, Kate.”

          “Sure enough,” and the door closed again.  Honey shook her head.

          Kate Grody had come to Bad Weather from Chicago where we heard she had short hair and wore men’s clothing.  She worked at the slaughter houses.  The story is that one night while she was cleaning up, two men who figured out what she was attacked her.  She killed them both with a knife and then sawed them in half and hung their bodies up like sides of beef.  We figure Kate Grody isn’t her real name.

          Honey Moses figured she could use a woman like Kate Grody in her plan for the bank in Passover.

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THE OUTLAW HONEY MOSES and A TOWN CALLED BAD WEATHER.

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Chapter 1 – The Outlaw Honey Moses and

A TOWN CALLED BAD WEATHER

 

          Honey Moses sat on the foot of the big iron bed and watched Rex Ramsey pull up his pants.  She took a swig from her bottle of whiskey and swished it around in her mouth.  Rex’s manhood must have been pickling in sweat and dust since he left the town of Passover.  She took a bigger swig.

          Honey Moses looked to be about twenty years old.  She could not remember even to this day exactly how old she was.  Thirteen years ago, 1876, the year Custer died, she had mysteriously appeared, walking into the end of town during a wicked dust storm, stumbling, crying and blinded.  Former U.S. Marshal Rex Ramsey had miraculously spotted her.  She was delirious, speaking in tongues almost.  Rex Ramsey figured she got separated from her family’s wagon when they tried to hunker-down in that wicked dust storm.  Lots of families head past here going west.  The only reason that anyone in their right mind would veer off to this town is to hide from bad weather.  That’s how this town got the name of Bad Weather.  People come and go hiding from trouble.  We never did find her family.

          Rex had brung her to us women in the Whisper Glory.  We cleaned her up.  She stayed here.  We figured it was the yellow dust that had tattooed her eyes gold.  It made her look wild, like a wolf.  All us just called her “Honey”, so that stuck.  Then, when she never could recall her surname again, Rex Ramsey joked that we should call her “Moses” because she had been “wandering in the desert”.  So that stuck.  She was now Honey Moses.

          So, while Rex Ramsey buttoned up his pants, Honey Moses picked up his gun belt from the floor at the foot of the big iron bed where he dropped it when she “held him up”.

          Honey withdrew the revolver from the holster and felt herself steam again.  She stroked the hard precision metal with her fingertips and smelled the oil and then aimed at the crucifix on the opposite wall.  She wanted to put Jesus out of our misery.

          “If you want to hit a man in the heart, aim for his crotch”, she observed.  “So, when you taking me shooting again?” she asked sweetly.

          “Whenever you take me shooting,” he laughed.

          Honey lowered the pistol thoughtfully, “Tell me again about the bank in Passover.”

          Rex was suddenly sober, “They said my money wasn’t there.  The bank had speculated on the land rush with all the other banks and something went bad.  I know my money is still there.  I told Mr. Goldspan to open the vault and I’d show him my money.  He tried to tell me that the money wasn’t really there and that a wagon was coming to take it all back East.  Figure that one out.”

          Honey sighted down the pistol again, “I figure the bank is robbing you.”

          “I suppose.”

          “And I suppose that this is what we can do about it.  Listen,” and so the innocent Honey Moses talked former U.S. Marshal Rex Ramsey down the path to becoming The Outlaw Honey Moses.

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