He Hideth My Soul by Faith Blum

He Hideth My Soul by Faith Blum

Author:Faith Blum
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Clean & Wholesome, Historical, Orphan, Indiana, Montana, Colorado, Coming of Age, Doctor, The Solid Rock, Love Story
Publisher: Faith Blum
Published: 2018-02-26T00:00:00+00:00


16. Changes

Two new men had shown up. Tyrel had watched them closely and was quite sure there was more to them than they let on. He puzzled over it while he worked, and when the whistle blew, gladly trudged out of the mine. Hopefully Samuel would have some answers.

The men all stopped when they left the mine. Tyrel, always the last out, tapped the shoulder of the man in front of him. “What’s going on?”

“Dunno. There’s two strangers standing out there and one of ’em is talkin’ to Seneca.”

Tyrel pushed forward and saw the two men from earlier. Seneca did not look happy.

A minute later, the man talking to Seneca stepped forward and Seneca stormed off.

“Thank you all for waiting,” the talkative man said. “Are all the miners here?”

Tyrel looked around. “I believe so.”

“Good,” the man said. “I am Otis Miller, the grandson of the man who owned this mine. I am now the owner and am going to work with all of you to make this mine safer and more productive. The first thing to get us on that track was firing Seneca.”

A collective gasp rippled through the men, and Mr. Miller held up his hand. “The second thing I am doing is giving you the rest of the week, and maybe more, off. I would like to talk to each of you individually before I hire a new man as foreman. I am also a fully trained doctor and would be more than willing to check any current or past injuries of you or your family free of charge.”

Murmurs and mutterings surrounded Tyrel, and he took a few steps closer to Otis until he was close enough to shake hands. “Thank you, Mr. Miller.”

“Please, it’s Otis.”

Tyrel smiled. “Thank you, Otis.”

“You’re Tyrel Colton, right?”

“Yes, I am. How’d you know that?”

“Seneca pointed you out as the man in charge when he wasn’t around. Did you happen to live in Fort Wayne a while ago?”

Tyrel flinched. “Yes, I did. Why?”

Otis smirked. “I think I danced with your sister at my friend’s wedding last year.”

He chuckled. “Small world. Was her name Mabel?”

Otis nodded. “Yep.”

“If it’s the same dance, she met her fiancé there,” Tyrel said. “She wrote me a letter about the dance and mentioned you in it. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, though.” He shook his head. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Can I come by early in the morning?”

“Sure. How early is early for you?”

“An hour after sunrise if I have the day off.”

Otis gave a quick nod. “I’ll see you then.”

“Do you want me to work out a scheduled time for each of the men to come?”

“No. Now that people know I’m a doctor, I expect to be very busy. As long as the men understand there could be a long wait, it will be fine.”

“I’m sure they’ll understand that. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. And thank you.”

***

The next morning, Tyrel woke up with the sun, read his Bible, and wrote a letter to Mabel. In it, he told her about Otis Miller coming to town and everything he had done so far.



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