Benedict and Brazos 19: Echoes of Shiloh
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During the War Between the States, landowner Stanton Claiborne had served the Confederacy with distinction. And though the South had lost that conflict, Claiborne moved his family smack into the heart of Union country at war’s end. The Northerners there – supposedly the victors – were living a hand-to-mouth existence. They didn’t take kindly to a rich Southerner coming into their domain and lording it over them.
So the stage was set for war ... a war that Duke Benedict and Hank Brazos unwittingly rode straight into.
But the trouble wasn’t all Claiborne’s doing. There were unseen forces at work in the town of Resurrection who were determined to make the Southerner and his family suffer for their own gain. And before peace was declared again, men would die ... and one in particular would die a death that was both shocking and tragic.
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During the War Between the States, landowner Stanton Claiborne had served the Confederacy with distinction. And though the South had lost that conflict, Claiborne moved his family smack into the heart of Union country at war’s end. The Northerners there – supposedly the victors – were living a hand-to-mouth existence. They didn’t take kindly to a rich Southerner coming into their domain and lording it over them.
So the stage was set for war … a war that Duke Benedict and Hank Brazos unwittingly rode straight into.
But the trouble wasn’t all Claiborne’s doing. There were unseen forces at work in the town of Resurrection who were determined to make the Southerner and his family suffer for their own gain. And before peace was declared again, men would die … and one in particular would die a death that was both shocking and tragic.
BENEDICT AND BRAZOS 19: ECHOES OF SHILOH
By E. Jefferson Clay
First published by Cleveland Publishing Co. Pty Ltd, New South Wales, Australia
© 2021 by Piccadilly Publishing
First Electronic Edition: April 2021
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Chapter One - Of Blood and Gold
Two miles south of the great Shiloh ranch house, the Chad River ran deep and green. Even at night the water was warm, for it had run wide and shallow over miles of yellow sand in the Missouri sunlight before reaching the timber country. On one side of the river, the bank gave way to a smooth slope that climbed to the high mesa, but on the rangeland side the water was lined by trees, bleaching now in the summer’s heat, their thick branches meeting across the stream. It was a shadowy place where wild animals came to drink, and where fat river bass waited for feed to come with the current.
It was the lone magnolia tree, the only one of its kind on the ranch, that brought young Lonnie Claiborne and his twin sister Emma to the Chad River that night. The magnolia reminded them of their home in pre-war Tennessee, and this was their secret place.
Hand in hand, they came lightly along the deer pad, dappled moon shadows falling across their blond heads and slim shoulders. They were laughing, the girl from the sheer pleasure of the silvery night, and the boy because this was his one refuge from the iron domination of his father, Stanton Raintree
Claiborne, master of Shiloh.
When they reached the small patch of yellow sand near the flowering magnolia, Emma Claiborne released her brother’s hand and started to dance. But Lonnie Claiborne didn’t join her, his mood sobering now as he stared up at the magnolia with wide blue eyes. It was always this way when he first came to what he referred to as The Old Place,
for the tree and the hushed silence conjured up vivid images of the original Old Place, the Claiborne Ranch near Shiloh, Tennessee ... before the Civil War’s four years of hell and thunder, before the blue hordes came flooding south, before his mother died at the end of a Yankee bayonet as he watched ...
Lonnie?
Emma had stopped twirling. Now concern showed in her face as she saw the familiar look in his eyes. She approached him hesitantly and placed a hand on his arm.
Lonnie ...
The distant look left the boy’s eyes, and suddenly his reckless smile flashed as he plunged a hand inside his jacket.
The girl gasped when she saw the bourbon bottle.
Lonnie, what are you doing with that? You know you aren’t supposed to drink. Father would be furious if he—
Father?
the boy cut her off, drawing himself to his full height and adopting an imperious pose that told the girl an impersonation of her father was coming. My dear, sweet child,
he went on in Stanton Claiborne’s cultured tones, why should I concern myself about the indulgences of that rascal, Lonnie? The whole world knows the fellow was never any good and shall certainly never amount to a cuss. Be damned with him, I say, and if the blackguard wishes to drink himself to death before he reaches maturity, then let us encourage the wretch, not discourage him.
The impersonation was so scathingly accurate, so daring, that Emma Claiborne placed her hands across her mouth in a vain effort to suppress her laughter. Encouraged, the boy took a pull on the neck of the bottle and then strode up and down the clearing, fingers hooked in the fob pocket of his waistcoat and back ramrod-erect.
A great disappointment that boy, Miss Emma.
He cleared his throat noisily. In fact, one might even go so far as to say he’s a total disappointment. No sense of responsibility, no regard for custom, and much given to spending his time daydreaming and wallowing in the past.
Giggling but worried at the same time, Emma snatched at the bottle again. Lonnie, you mustn’t,
she admonished, serious now. You know liquor doesn’t agree with you.
The boy laughed, then he held the bottle over his head and stood on his toes to make her reach for it. Suddenly he flicked it over his shoulder. The bottle landed in the deep pool, gurgled once, and vanished. In response to his sister’s puzzled look, Claiborne slipped an arm around her shoulders and, watching the wide rings lapping across the water, spoke soberly.
I don’t need that stuff, sis ... except when he’s badgering me. I only took it tonight because I knew how wild it would make him if he knew ...
His voice faded and for a moment his handsome young face wore the hostile expression his sister feared most. Then, abruptly, for he was a boy of mercurial moods, he smiled and squeezed her shoulders. Come on, sis, let’s sit down and talk about home, huh?
The home
Lonnie Claiborne referred to was not the great mansion that stood two miles east of this bend in the Chad River, but the house it had been modelled upon down to the last detail: the Claiborne mansion in Shiloh, Tennessee, as it had been before Grant’s armies had torn the South apart. They always reminisced about home
when they visited their secret place, Emma seated at the base of the flowering magnolia and Lonnie squatting with his back to the gnarled trunk, lost in memories. Emma knew how he liked to hear about the cottonfields, the negroes singing as they worked, the smell of magnolia on summer nights such as this, and all the rich sights and sounds of a world and a way of life that had seemed as permanent as anything man could build, but was now only ashes and memories ...
She told him all the things she knew he wanted to hear, and Lonnie was quiet and at peace. As Emma spoke she toyed with fallen magnolia blossoms and watched the play of the moonlight on the water. Lonnie smiled every now and then, nodding to himself, seeing it all, feeling it once again. There were some on the Shiloh ranch and many in the town of Resurrection who believed Stanton Claiborne’s son was wild and even a little dangerous. The things they said may have been true, but the boy who sat quietly listening to his sister’s voice that night beside the deep-running Chad River was at peace with the world as his sister conjured up images—images that faded suddenly as he realized Emma had broken off.
The boy blinked back to the present. Emma knelt before him, holding her hand close to her face, frowning at something in her palm that glittered in the moonlight.
Irritated, Lonnie Claiborne said, What are you fooling with there, sis? Come on—you were telling me about ma and that day she went to Atlanta for—
Lonnie,
Emma broke in with a puzzled frown, extending her hand towards him. What is this? I saw it shining amongst the leaves. It ... it looks like gold dust.
Gold?
He grinned. Sis, I know this place is magic, but we’re not about to find—
He broke off, suddenly sobering as he fingered the yellow substance. His eyes widened. This is loco, Emma,
he breathed. "It is gold dust. Where did you find it?"
She pointed to a spot some six feet away, near the fringe of a buck weed thicket. There, Lonnie,
she whispered. And, look—there’s more.
Wide-eyed, Lonnie Claiborne and his sister got to their feet and stared down at the thin, erratic line of gold dust that angled towards the water’s edge from the timber near the clearing. The trail of gold dust thickened at the spot where the faint imprint of a man’s boot showed at the water’s edge, then wound its way into the buck weed ...
Where the killer lay in hiding.
He’d been there when they had come laughing down the wild animal pad, this hunted desperado with the canvas sack of gold dust that had cost the lives of two men and a woman in the border town of Broadman’s Bend. Deep in the buck weed, he’d watched and listened without seeming to breathe, only his cold yellow eyes moving. Part-Cherokee, part-negro and the rest white, Brady Monk had more than once been likened to an animal. The description was apt enough.
Brady Monk’s heart had jumped at the mention of the word gold.
Until that moment, Brady Monk hadn’t known that the canvas sack tied to his belt had been bullet-nicked when Benedict and Brazos had shot his horse down, back at Cree Canyon, hadn’t realized he’d been leaking something more vital than blood all the way to this bend in the Chad River. i Now he fingered the hole