Marriage on the Frontier: Western Romance

By Joyce Carroll

The town's schoolteacher, Miss Jane Stanton is not your average woman. Driven by curiosity and adventure, she ventures out of town only to land in a dangerous situation. The man that accidentally runs across her in her time of need, helps her, and then disappears. 

Almost fully recovered, Jane sees John in town, and knows she must follow him. What happens next can only be described as a whirlwind romance that sweep both Jane and the reader off their feet. 

Marriage on the Frontier is an enticing tale of adventure, love and mystery. If you like western frontier romance you will love this timeless story by Joyce Carroll.

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Joyce Carroll
• Release date: Aug 25, 2016
• ISBN: 9781536584776

Book preview

Marriage on the Frontier

Jane walked out onto the front porch of her small one-room home. She gazed up at the noon-day sun for a moment, warming her body against the chill of autumn, hands braced against her back. She’d forgotten to put her wrap around her blue cotton dress, but didn’t feel like returning for it. The sun and the long sleeves of her dress provided enough warmth for the moment.

It was Saturday, and she couldn’t decide what to do with herself. She’d already planned her lessons for the week ahead. In a one-room schoolhouse, it was pretty easy to keep up with the students, especially since most of them never moved beyond basic reading, math, and history.  She’d always dreamed of larger adventures, of moving up to the city, Denver, but she’d never gotten the courage to leave the small town life; never been able to shake the dust off her boots.

She started walking along the center of town, waving to people as she went. As the schoolmarm, she knew folks took pity on her. Oh, they were nice to her. They invited her to dinner. They brought her vegetables from their farms and gardens. The men even came over and fixed things for her, so she didn’t have to do it herself. But she saw it in their eyes. Old maid was branded across her forehead and there was nothing she could do about it.

Howdy, Miss Stanton, The baker, Mr. Jones, called out as she walked past. Care for a hot biscuit? It’s on the house, he said, holding out a tray to her.

Thank you, I believe I will. She took a warm biscuit and held it in her hands for moment, warming them. That feels nice. It’s bit chilly today. How’s Mrs. Jones been doing? I hear she’s been laid up at home this past month.

Well, now, didn’t you hear? We’ve got a new little one in our home, and he and his momma are doing just fine. Joseph, he is, and with the way time flies, it won’t be too long before he’s up in that school of yours.

Oh, how lovely! Congratulations! You two let me know if you need anything. I’m happy to come over and help.

We may just take you up on that. Good day to you!

Jane continued wondering down the street, eating the biscuit slowly, until she came to the edge of town. It didn’t take very