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Sunday, January 11, 2015

Approach Jehovah with terror

Approach Jehovah with terror/ draft 1

fiction
Edward w Pritchard


Mia and I make ourselves small against the side walls of the dark enclosed Bloomfield stagecoach  clutching  together tightly when our driver, his assistant shotgun Joe, fellow passenger Mr. Hooey and Patent medicine sales agent Mr. Pinkerton lower the stage on stout bristled brown leather ropes down yet another steep mountain slope. I pray hard that Mia and I will be delivered again from sudden death here in the Superstition Mountains of Arizona to return to our home back in beautiful Ohio to once again see our family and resume our lives far from the savages and these wicked inhabitants of Arizona territory.

My sister Mia is ashen white with terror as our cell in this stagecoach sways in the harsh winds dependent on the four Men above holding our lives in their hands as they lower the stage down yet another embankment, assisted by our four horse team for backup. The blue row markings tattooed on Mia's face along her chin imprinted by her captor's the savage Apache contrast against the ashen background of her round face and Mia's pleading blue eyes.

I have given my white leather gloves to Mr. Pinkerton to assist him in the work with the ropes above. Mia clutches her gloves neatly in her lap. I dared not give Mia's gloves to Mr. Hooey to protect his disgusting hands from rope burns and scars for Mr. Hooey is a wicked evil man who panders women for profit.

Mr. Hooey's trunk of women's underwear and under garments will be lowered next on ropes and chains by himself and shotgun Joe after Mia and I and our stage coach  are safely on the ledge below. Mr. Hooey travels from mining camp to mining camp across Arizona territory and charges the vile Gold miners gold dust or nuggets to look at fine silk Woman's undergarments and unmentionables that he carries in his wooden trunk from San Francisco. Mr. Hooey's profession is to travel about the West and display women's underwear for fee to lonely miners.

Mr. Hooey's two monkey's and their cage will be lowered after the trunk with the priceless women's undergarments are safely on the ground below. In addition to allowing  the filthy sweating  miners to leer at the folded pink and blue undergarments for additional fees Mr. Hooey will allow the leering men in the gold camps to clutch and fondle his inventory.  Mr. Hooey never sells any of his cargo of women's under wear for they are priceless here in Arizona territory due to the compete absence of women for fear of the savage Apaches. Mr. Hooey after he has been drinking says his cargo of fine women's undergarments are his stock and trade and will eventually allow him to leave the West and return to his home in upper New York state near Albany. When he has been drinking and is very sad Mr. Hooey says someday he will return to Albany a rich man and live as a fine gentleman.

The men in the mining camps go crazy when they see Mia for they know what the secret blue marking tattooed on her face mean and Mia as well carries permanent fear in her blue eyes because of the outrageous behavior of the savage Apache's when Mia was held the seven months in captivity. Such men in the gold camps are excited by a vulnerable woman.

I came West to rescue my sister Mia and  Lord willing, should we survive another descent down another mountain with ropes, Mia and I will someday leave the wicked west and return to Ohio.

Both Mia and I detest Mr. Hooey's evil little Monkey's. Sometimes when it is very hot here in the desert riding the stage trails Mr. Hooey allows his two pet Monkeys to leave their cage and jump about the dusty passenger area we sit in. Both Monkeys try over and over to touch, explore and pick at the blue markings on Mia's round face which seem to fascinate them. Mr. Pinkerton always swears at Mr. Hooey and forces him to return his monkeys to their cage.

God, please guide and protect fellow passenger  Mr. Pinkerton, our stage coach driver and his assistant shot gun Joe.

Precious and powerful Jehovah, please rescue me and my dear sister Mia from savage Apache's, vile and disgusting Gold miners, sinful Mr. Hooey and his perverted monkeys and return us safety to Ohio from Arizona territory, June 08, 1880 thirty miles North of Nogales, Mexico.


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