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Rebecca.
     
    “Well, her Papa decided it was wrong to be mean to everybody so he stopped right then, and hugged everybody. And they all lived happily ever after,” said Josiah. “Now, let’s go see if Auntie Beulah has anything good for us to eat.”
     
    When the threesome walked into the kitchen, Beulah’s eyes were glistening with the tears. “Auntie Beulah, do you have any cookies for a sweet little girl?”
     
    “I speck I might have some around here someplace since she’s been extra good.” She found them, and poured a glass of milk for her.
     
    “Papa too, and Susie too,” declared the little girl.
     
    Josiah stood and started toward the door, then paused. “Rebecca, I’m going to see Mr Jud, do you want to go with me?”
     
    “Uh huh,” she said. “Susie too?” she asked.
     
    “Of course, Can you hold her. I might drop her?” he asked. She nodded her head. With her in his arms, Josiah headed toward the barn, where he thought he might find his foreman. “Jud, you here?” he called out.
     
    “Over here, boss,” came a voice from somewhere in the back.
     
    He walked toward the voice.
    Jud did a double-take when he saw Josiah’s face. “What happened to you?” he asked.
     
    “A cowboy knocked some sense into it,” Josiah said.
     
    “It’s about time,” said the foreman. “Rebecca, I declare, you’re prettier every time I see you.” She nodded her head.
     
    “You got that right,” Josiah replied. “Jud, I’m here to apologize. I have been acting like a total a-s-s, and I’m sorry. I want to apologize to the hands too. It won’t happen again.”
     
    “Good to have you back, Josie. We missed you.”
     
    “Do you think you could get in touch with those that left. I’d like to tell them too, and welcome them back if they’ll come.”
     
    “I think I can find them,” Jud replied.
     
    “Good,” said Josiah. He extended his hand, which Jud shook heartily.
     
    The next morning…
     
    “Men, I want to apologize for the past six or eight months. I have been acting like an ass…”
     
    There was a chuckle and someone called out, “You can say that again.”
     
    “All right, I will. I’ve been acting like an ass. I’m sorry, it’s over, I won’t let it happen again.”
     
    “Where’d you get the shiner, boss?” another voice called out.
     
    “You should see the other guy, not a mark on him,” Josiah said.
     
    The men walked away to their various responsibilities.
     
    Back in the house, Beulah said, “Mr Josiah, What you need is a wife. A good woman to look after you. Yessir, that’s what you need.”
     
    “Any suggestions where I can find someone that can put up with the two of us?” he asked.
     
    Actually, he had an idea. In town, he had seen a sign in the window of the Cheyenne newspaper about mail order brides. When he went to see the doctor to have his broken nose checked, he went into the office of the paper to check it. He was given the name and address of a Mrs Barnhurst. Borrowing some paper and a pencil, he went over into the corner and composed a letter to Mrs Barnhurst. It said in part: “ Twenty three year old widower is desirous of finding an 18-25 year old woman willing to take a chance on him and his beautiful two year old daughter. I am 5 feet 10 inches tall and weigh 155. Dark hair and brown eyes. Matrimony a possible outcome if suitable. Owner of a prosperous ranch. We have a housekeeper, but we need something else. Transportation furnished.
     
    He went to the post office, bought an envelope and a stamp, and sent the letter on the way.

Chapter 6: An Agreement To Meet
     
    One week later…
     
    Josiah checked the post office and found a letter from Mrs Barnhurst. She had found a young woman in whom he might be interested and was enclosing her letter. Josiah hastily read the letter, and then went to one of the benches outside the post office, sat and read through it twice more. The letter concluded by asking him to reply by