Tumbleweed Trail by Jack Martin & 9780719828768

Author:Jack Martin & 9780719828768 [Martin, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780719828768
Publisher: Robert Hale Fiction
Published: 2023-01-18T00:00:00+00:00

From the diary of Ellie-May Preston

The man we called Arkansas Smith set Jake’s ankle properly and once more Jake uttered nary a groan though he did fall unconscious for a while afterwards. It is strange but it now feels natural to have Arkansas with us. It is as if he is part of the family and not the stranger he truly is.

There is the feeling of a storm in the air, which worries Jake mightily though he does not share his concerns, else he worry us. I however know him so well and I can read his concerns in his eyes. His lips may remain silent but I can hear what he is thinking. It is one of the things that make us so strong together, that we have some kind of bond that almost seems supernatural.

I now feel easier about the journey still ahead of us. Maybe I too, like Lucy, am starting to believe that this man Arkansas Smith is the answer to our prayers. He might very well be. It is strange how Jake told us all the legends of the man called Tumbleweed and then this Arkansas Smith turns up to fill the role of this phantom of the imagination. Of course I am not suggesting for a moment that Arkansas is Tumbleweed – I leave such fancies to Lucy and her father – but he has certainly provided us with the protection of the fancy in the fairy-tale.

And what a tale of fancy it is for Jake told it all to us just as his father and his father before told it. It is indeed a wild fancy but one that provides comfort for those who chose to believe.

No one knew Tumbleweed’s real name but the legend stated that he had been born in 1730 and was among the first whites to ever reach the land we now call America. It also told that he and his mother were the only survivors of a shipwreck, washed ashore like driftwood. And when the woman had ventured inland seeking sustenance for her and the child she had developed a fever and fallen down dead. Her infant child, then no more than six months old, was found by a pack of wolves and taken off by them, where they raised him as one of their own. As the baby became a boy and then a man he had learned the way of the wolf and knew how to survive in the most inhospitable of lands. But the man, still with no name, knew that he was different from the wolves, which were his only family. He was said to have left his wolf pack and started wandering the wilds, carving out the trail they had named Tumbleweed. He was said to have been given the name by an Indian tribe who felt he had restless feet that always caused him to wander. He would never stay in one place too long, and, like a tumbleweed blown on the wind, he would always be on the move.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.