The life and times of Belle Plain...

[Delmonico]

The cosie has soaked all the rock salt out of his glutes maximus (butt cheeks to the un-educated heathen that shot him) and decides that the fella just might be smart enough not to fall for the ol' cosie's revenge of castor oil.  Instead he picks up his camp, loads it in his chuckwagon and heads north to the Indian Territory.  His Comanche friend up there will have a better idea.  Delmonico fed his band when they were starvin' one time before they surrendered.  "Revenge On His Enemys" said if Delmonico ever needed a favor just to ask.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico arrives at Fort Sill and goes to Revenge on His Enemy's tepee, when he see's his old friend comin' up he says,  "Vita Vas"  <Delmonico never figured out where a Comanche learnded to speak Czech.>

Sittin' in the place of honor in the tepee Delmonico and Revenge on His enemys talk in sign language for two hours.  Finally Delmonico says, "Ya know you speak English and I speak Comanche and we both speak Czech, why are we doin' it this way, my hands are tired."

<Author's Note: Vita Vas is Czech for welcome friend.>

[LazyK Pejay]

Buffalo Who Limps stands on a hill looking to the south. His eagle eyes note dust on the horizon. "He turns and calls to his wife; Only on a New Moon, "Chief Cosie is headin' to the Fort. He's in his Native American mode, if he comes this way, hide the dog and gather firewood!"

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[Delmonico]

After several hours of conversation with Revenge on His enemys, Delmonico shakes hands and hitches up his Chuckwagon, he stops at the sutler and buys a quart of moe-lass-ass and heads back to Belle Plain out on the Lano.

[Arcey]

<<<---reins in Tacoma ‘n thumbs ‘is hat back………….

Hoss, whut the hells that fool up the trail doin’?  Me ‘n you both know that nasty ole cosie ain’t gonna fight ‘is own fight ‘n ‘e ain’t gonna leave it even.  Ya don’t reckon ‘e’s already baked sum half-baked gunslinger a cherry pie ta come after us da ya?  Naw, ‘e ain’t that swift……

Let’s us ride up there real easy ‘n see whut ‘e does.  He’s in the way ah where we’re goin’ anyhow.  Eeyup, pretty girl………….

[Camille Eonich]

Camille leaves Whoa alone in his stall and climbs up into the hayloft.  She reaches back into a corner and pulls out her crystal ball.  She sets it up on a bale of hay and begins peering into.


Soon, she thinks to herself, soo the fun will start.   

[Delmonico]

Just like Mr. Nightlinger in The Cowboys, Delmonico sets up his camp and starts cookin' by a stream.

[Wildcat Will]

"Whoa there Smokey", as Will reigns in his steed.  He put out his spy glass and peers into the hills.  "There is that raskel and his gang."  Will whispers.   He pulls out the trusty Trapdoor and loads up one of his "good" loads.   Tosses a little grass in the wind to gage the direction.   He carefully loads the rifle and sets up for his shot.  As he starts to pull back the hammer, "What are you doing 'He who belches smoke'?".  Will lowers the Trapdoor and as he turns he says,"What are you doing here 'He Who Farts Loudly in the Woods'?  Would you mind standing upwind please."

[LazyK Pejay]

A line of six carts each pulled by two men enters the town from the south. Passing just one block down Main Street they turn left down an alley and go west past two railroad men surveying. About fifty yards past the working men the cart train stops and some women and children climb down from each cart.

One woman Wei Fat Wong begins to drag her foot making a large square, "laundry go here."  Another woman Lei Fat Wong does the same, "wash house go here." The men begin to unload what will become Belle Plain China Town and home to Chinese railroad workers.

The two surveyors stop and watch the people setting up tents. Lars Svenson and his brother Sven Larson gaze at the town springing up. "With them here we had better get busy, the railroad is just over the horizon," say Lars. His brother picks up his transit and says, "Ya."

Down by the creek a fire burns and the smell of fat and spices waifs up slowly like some strange smoke siginal. Sunlight shinning through the hayloft door at the livery stable glints off glass; inside a chuckle can be heard. There's a lot going on in and around Belle Plain...

[Delmonico]

Delmonico watches the uneducated heathen watch him from afar, wonderin' what he is going to do to get back at him fer the rock salt.  Well that's ok, the wonderin' will eat a hole in a man's guts worse than army grub.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico gets the glint off the field glasses as the rock salt fella watches nervously, the hole in the fella's stomach gets worse as Delmonico makes a fried tongue samwhich.

[LazyK Pejay]

Wei Fat Wong leaves the tent setups and walks toward the smoke along a small creek. She is tired but hungry, "Smells like tongue,"she thinks. After walking for a while she comes on a neat camp site. Pots and pans are hung neatly from line between two small trees. Sitting by the fire is a man with a chef's hat stiring a pot hung from a spit tree and flipping meat in a fry pan with olive oil. She squats down and sniffs, "is that tongue, dog or cow?" The chef doesn't speak but adds some spices. Wei reaches into her pocket and hands him a small cloth bag, "Szechwan spice Yankee man; will put lead in your pencil," she chuckles. The chef adds her spice and looks at her, "would you like to see the wine list?"
 

[Delmonico]

Delmonico says, "no thanks but let me have some extra of that spice, there is a trouble maker around here and if that ol' Comanche trick don't work I got another idea, got it from my Mex friend Jose, but the Szechwan spice will work as good."

[Delmonico]

After dark the cosie builds up the fire and heads into the chuckwagon, he then slips out on the side away from the fire so the rock salt heathen can't see him.    He slips around and sneaks up behind in case he's watchin' the camp.  Delmonico can see him sleepin' in a pair of footed jammies and with his teddy bear, he looks so cute that Delmonico almost feels sorry for him as he quicky ties him up.   (ALMOST FEELS SORRY)

Delmonico then takes him out to an open spot in the prairie where he stacks him down to the ground spread eagle in his footed jammies.   About 20 feet away is a large anthill, I hope I don't have to tell you what happened to the mo-lass-ess.

Delmonico builds another fire and wathces the horrified rock salter in the glow, the man ain't real smart but he knows what is gonna happen in the mornin' when the ants go lookin' fer breakfast.   Delmonico rolls a smoke and puts on some coffee while keepin' his shotgun nearby in case the man tries to escape.  Delmonico can't wait till mornin' when the ants come out, Revenge On His Enemies said that is the best part, when the ants decide that there is more to eat than just the moe-lass-es, the screams as the ants slowly bite off the flesh and carry it to their nests makes all the sufferin' you did at the hands of yer enemy worth wile, when you hear them suffer.

Delmonico looks at his watch, 5 more hours till daylight, soon the ants will be awake, Delmonico wonder how many days they will take to pick the bones clean.

[Delmonico]

By noon the screams of the rock salt man get to Delmonico so he heads back to camp.

[Arcey]

EEK!!!

[LazyK Pejay]

Wei Fat Wong watches The Chef sit and watch the man staked out and molasses covered. She looks for a while then gets up to head back to town. "These men crazy," she thinks.

The cattle herd is resting by the last water hole before town. Sitting on his horse Hugh Mungus, one of the largest cowboys in the West watches the remuda. The horses have traveled well and will fatten up once they get to Belle Plain. From a hilltop to the north Horis Puckie the notorious horse thief grins and sets the site on his Spencer. He steadies his rifle on two crossed wood stakes and sites on Hugh Mungus then slowly pulls the trigger...

[Delmonico]

Delmonico decides he feels sorry for the rock salt guy and goes and cuts the fella loose and lets him off with a warnin'  after spriklin' the Szechwan spice on the ant bites.   For healin' puposes olny ya see.

[Arcey]

..eek......

[Camille Eonich]

Camille has been watchin' the goings on between the Rock Salt Man and the old geezer cosie.  She laughs when she sees the old cosie washin' the syrup off.  She laughs even harder when she sees the ants start to cover the old farts shoes.


When she catches her breath she jumps on Whoa and gallops back to town.