Newbrassky

[Delmonico]

"Hey Slim can ya take the wagon back home to Wissyconsion this weekend?  Get use a load of 1X6 boards and we can make a roof that won't leak.....much."

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Ya want shiplap boards?"

[Delmonico]

Just anything dry and seasoned, that greencottonwood curls up as it dries.  A couple a rolls a tarpaper would hel also.

Delmonico grumbles somethin' bout Wissyconsion folks and their durn lumber, somethin' bout havin' ta cut down trees and grub stumps just ta plant a little corn.

"I bets Slim don't know Wissyconsion imports lumber from Newbrasskey."

(true thing)

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Okay, a load of lumber, tar paper, nails, etc." Slim hitches the team to the wagon and heads northeast. "See y'all Monday morn."

[Delmonico]

And Slim rides away, away from the sunset.  Any hero in a Western novel would ride inta the sunset.  Course this would blind them and they might wreak the wagon, so maybe Slim is smarter than the hero in a westen novel, but yet would Tom Mix or Hoot Gibson go home on the weekend ta vist his wife and 17 children.

[Trinity]

After a day of digging and constructing a new outhouse (alone! because no one came to help) Trinity walks back to camp.  "That's OK" Trinity says to himself "Them snakes gonna make fer a good scare fer the first person to answer natures call, hee-hee"

Trinity nears the camp and shouts: "Hey Delmonico, I got me a powerful hunger.  Was fer dinner???"

[Delmonico]

"Well Slim went home fer the weekend, but I found a stray and butchered.  Brought some extry wood back from up north, gonna be lazy and just grill and throw some taters in the fire ta bake.  How bout a inch and a half thick porterhuse sound."

[Trinity]

"Well, if that's  ALL ya got, then Ah guess Ah'll have to make due.  Heck are ya kidding.  Ah don like none of the other froo froo stuff.  Jest MEAT and potatoes for me!  MMMMM, MM!  Mah mouth is already watering!" 

Trinity goes to his saddle bag and retrieves a bottle of whiskey and a sack of roasted coffee beans.  "Ya thirsty, Delmonico?"

[Delmonico]

"I'll get the water fer the coffee, till the herd gets here, we can get water anywhere."

[Delmonico]

After being gone all day, Delmonico comes back to the scene of the crime, er  ranch and discovers that it looks like no one has been around all day.  

Raising the tongue of the wagon straight up, he ties it fast to the wagon and tosses a rope over  and uses it ta raise a lantern.  In the cool of the night he starts to dig the dugout. 

[Trinity]

Through the power of teleportation, which has not yet been developed, Trinity returnes with a very full belly of both beer and NC style BBQ.  "Hey, Delmononoiker.  Wass hsappenong?  I had some good foo annd spirits today, too bad you weren't there.

How'sh the dugout coming along??  Ah need some place ta shleep." 

[gophergrease]

Ridein in early in the mornin Gopher Grease tries to be quiet as he can. Slips into the outhouse Trinity has dug, finding it full of ten snakes. He hurrys to Demonico's fishing supply grab 5 sticks and throws them in the privy. As the fuse is burning he opens up with a buch of 45-70.

[gophergrease]

Sorry Trinity, but them snakes had to be gotten out of there some how.
I'll start building a nuther soon as slim gits back with the lumber. In the mean time lets go to town for a nuther case of that dinomite stuff. shuold make diging a dugout a bit faster.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico rolls over in his soogun and goes back to sleep!  He's wonderin how big a hole those two are gonna end up blastin' in the sandy soil.  Gonna take more time ta cover the blast hole than ta dig a proper whole in the soft sand.

[Delmonico]

Decidin' not ta wait fer Slim's boards, Delmonico runs down ta Kearney anf get's some boards, digs a whole, works real hard and finishes the dugout in the afternoon.  A passin' photographer takes his picture sittin' in front of it.

[gophergrease]

hearing of the passing photo man, Gopher Grease wonders if delmonico had any Watermelon for him to take pichers of.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim arrives with the wagonload of lumber, tar paper, shingles, nail, and seedlings (oak, maple, pine, etc.) "Morning boys. How was the weekend? I brought a bunch of tree seedlings so we can have some shade 'round here in 'bout 20 years."

[Delmonico]

"Well Slim. get em planted then, hows the wife and 18 kids doin?" 

Just then a wagon pulls up and a fella gets out with a package.  "Here I got this developed fer ya, came out good."

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With that he heads off.

"Gopher Grease is right. we need some watermelons."  Delmonico hitches up the team and heads to the South Loup River in search of water melons. 

[Silver Creek Slim]

"The wife and kids are well. I will start planting the trees after I get some grub. Is there anything round here ta eat?"

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Nice picture there, Delmonico. Ya kinda look like a dude."