Destiny Made Them Brothers by Andrew J. Fenady

Author:Andrew J. Fenady
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pinnacle Books
Published: 2012-12-21T00:00:00+00:00

$100,000 REWARD!

THE MURDERER

Of our late beloved President,

ABRAHAM LINCOLN

STILL AT LARGE.

All good citizens exhorted to aid public justice on this occasion.

EDWIN M. STANTON, Secretary of War

On April 26, twelve days after having killed the president, the end came for John Wilkes Booth in a tobacco shed in Port Royal, Virginia.

More than a hundred miles to the west, Johnny Yuma read the accounts in newspapers.

After a frantic two-week search by the army and Secret Service forces, and during which time he had received medical aid from a Dr. Mudd, Booth had been discovered hiding in a barn owned by a man named Garrett. The barn was set afire, and Booth was either shot by his pursuers or shot himself rather than surrender.

That ended it as far as Johnny Yuma was concerned. There was no mention of any assistance by, or encounter with, anyone except Dr. Mudd.

There were thousands like him in the South, tens of thousands, who had served and survived and lost. Johnny Rebs. But like snowflakes and cinders, no two were exactly alike.

They had buried and left their brethren behind, in fields, on hillsides, near streams and forests, north and south of the Mason-Dixon line. Eternally asleep by one another. Countrymen again and forever.

They had come from the streets of the cities, from the fields of farms, rich and poor, from plantations and backwoods shacks, across the flowing waters of the Mississippi, the Missouri, the Red, and the Shenandoah to heed the call of the Confederacy—at first to the trumpets of victory, and finally, the dirge of defeat.

For those who returned, the journey was bittersweet. The men could never be the same and neither could the places from where they came, and now returned. Most were anxious to get back. Some traveled day and night. Home, no matter how much it had changed, had to be better than where they had been.

And some of the survivors, by choice, would never go home. They were the ones who had fallen in love with other places and other people, who had been looking for a way to escape and found it—in a lost war.

Johnny Yuma fell into neither category. He knew that he would go home someday, and he was heading in that general direction, west. But for the first time since he left Mason City, which wasn’t a city, not really much more than a village, he was not being ordered, told in which direction to go—where and when.

And there were things and people in Mason City that he was in no hurry to face. His father. Mr. Dodson. Rosemary.

Even as a young boy, Johnny Yuma had run away from home more than once. And always his father had come after him and, like the lawman that Ned Yuma was, tracked him down and brought him back. This time Johnny Yuma would go back when he was ready. When he was somebody, or something. Money would make a big difference, at least in people’s eyes, and Johnny Yuma at this time didn’t have much.

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