1889: Journey To The Moon (The Far Journey Chronicles) by George Wier, Billy Kring Page B
Authors: George Wier, Billy Kring
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stood straighter. “Can you put this down there?”
“Land?”
“No, no, but closer, maybe a hundred feet off the ground?”
“Why would I do that?” Asked Jude.
“Because Charlie Goodnight’s buffalo herd is down there by the caprock. They’re the last wild buffalo left in this country.” Billy’s eyes had a sad look in them. “Sixty million buffalo slaughtered, and only Goodnight’s little herd stands between them and an extinction as final as that of the dinosaurs.”
Jude nodded and eased the ship down. Billy held Ekka’s hand and took her to the cargo hold. He opened it and they saw the brown shaggy creatures before them, some one hundred animals that Goodnight and his wife rescued and kept the hunters off them for all these years.
As the ship lowered closer to the earth and shortened the distance to the herd, the animals began moving in mass. Billy didn’t know it but he was grinning. Seeing them in their shaggy magnificence, free on the plains, when he never expected to see a sight like that again, Billy felt as if a part of him he thought was lost had been restored.
Ekka placed her hand on his shoulder and said, “They are beautiful. For some reason, seeing them like this makes my heart happy.”
“Mine, too.”
“What are you two looking at?” Abigail said as she squirmed between them. Ekka stiffened, but Abby didn’t act as if she noticed. She put her arm in Billy’s and said, “So, what are you watching?”
Billy held his composure. He pointed, “The buffalo.”
“Those stinky old things? I think cattle are nicer looking.”
Ekka said, “That statement gives a good image of you, Abigail.”
“Why, whatever do you mean?” Her eyes were cool as she looked at Ekka.
“A person’s likes and dislikes say much about them.”
“Well, I like Billy, so what does that say about me?” Abigail smiled sweetly, but it didn’t reach her eyes.
Billy unhooked her arm from his and stepped away from the two women, “I’m going to check on Two Hats and see if he needs any help.”
When Billy was gone and they were alone, Abigail said, “And what do you like Ekka, besides buffalo?”
“Many things. Faithfulness is one.”
Abigail reacted as though slapped. “How dare you! You’re jealous because Billy wants me!”
“Billy Gostman is a man, and he may choose those he will.”
“And when he chooses me?”
Ekka playfully tweaked Abigail’s nose and said, “Dreams are nice things to have, Abby, but they are simply that, dreams.” Abigail’s cheeks went bone white and pink spots blossomed in them.
“I have to assist Nikola on an experiment. I bid you good day, Abby.”
Abigail stood stiffly, clenched fists at her side as Ekka walked away. She had never been addressed in such a manner! As if she were…inconsequential! She whispered, “We will see how haughty she is when I have Billy in my bed.” The thought of Ekka’s face when that day came made Abby smile. She hummed as she walked away, making plans for the seduction.
Jude decided to open up the Arcadia a bit and see how it handled at a faster pace. He eased into it, and climbed to a higher altitude where the currents were smoother. The earth passed underneath the craft at a quick but steady pace. Nikola and Ekka joined him on the bridge. Jude said, “I’ve increased the air speed.”
Nikola said, “Will we reach our destination this day?”
“Yes, and before sundown.”
“Most excellent.”
Ekka said, “We are not landing in the town, correct?”
“We will put down in a area outside of San Antonio, a place named Government Canyon, where we can’t be easily seen.”
“I will go into town tonight and arrange things,” Ekka said.
“Take Billy with you.” Jude replied and Ekka smiled.
They landed an hour before true sundown. Merkam said to Ekka and Billy, “Our contacts will be at the Vaudeville Theater on the Main Plaza.”
Billy said, “I know the place. Ben Thompson and King Fisher were ambushed
“Land?”
“No, no, but closer, maybe a hundred feet off the ground?”
“Why would I do that?” Asked Jude.
“Because Charlie Goodnight’s buffalo herd is down there by the caprock. They’re the last wild buffalo left in this country.” Billy’s eyes had a sad look in them. “Sixty million buffalo slaughtered, and only Goodnight’s little herd stands between them and an extinction as final as that of the dinosaurs.”
Jude nodded and eased the ship down. Billy held Ekka’s hand and took her to the cargo hold. He opened it and they saw the brown shaggy creatures before them, some one hundred animals that Goodnight and his wife rescued and kept the hunters off them for all these years.
As the ship lowered closer to the earth and shortened the distance to the herd, the animals began moving in mass. Billy didn’t know it but he was grinning. Seeing them in their shaggy magnificence, free on the plains, when he never expected to see a sight like that again, Billy felt as if a part of him he thought was lost had been restored.
Ekka placed her hand on his shoulder and said, “They are beautiful. For some reason, seeing them like this makes my heart happy.”
“Mine, too.”
“What are you two looking at?” Abigail said as she squirmed between them. Ekka stiffened, but Abby didn’t act as if she noticed. She put her arm in Billy’s and said, “So, what are you watching?”
Billy held his composure. He pointed, “The buffalo.”
“Those stinky old things? I think cattle are nicer looking.”
Ekka said, “That statement gives a good image of you, Abigail.”
“Why, whatever do you mean?” Her eyes were cool as she looked at Ekka.
“A person’s likes and dislikes say much about them.”
“Well, I like Billy, so what does that say about me?” Abigail smiled sweetly, but it didn’t reach her eyes.
Billy unhooked her arm from his and stepped away from the two women, “I’m going to check on Two Hats and see if he needs any help.”
When Billy was gone and they were alone, Abigail said, “And what do you like Ekka, besides buffalo?”
“Many things. Faithfulness is one.”
Abigail reacted as though slapped. “How dare you! You’re jealous because Billy wants me!”
“Billy Gostman is a man, and he may choose those he will.”
“And when he chooses me?”
Ekka playfully tweaked Abigail’s nose and said, “Dreams are nice things to have, Abby, but they are simply that, dreams.” Abigail’s cheeks went bone white and pink spots blossomed in them.
“I have to assist Nikola on an experiment. I bid you good day, Abby.”
Abigail stood stiffly, clenched fists at her side as Ekka walked away. She had never been addressed in such a manner! As if she were…inconsequential! She whispered, “We will see how haughty she is when I have Billy in my bed.” The thought of Ekka’s face when that day came made Abby smile. She hummed as she walked away, making plans for the seduction.
Jude decided to open up the Arcadia a bit and see how it handled at a faster pace. He eased into it, and climbed to a higher altitude where the currents were smoother. The earth passed underneath the craft at a quick but steady pace. Nikola and Ekka joined him on the bridge. Jude said, “I’ve increased the air speed.”
Nikola said, “Will we reach our destination this day?”
“Yes, and before sundown.”
“Most excellent.”
Ekka said, “We are not landing in the town, correct?”
“We will put down in a area outside of San Antonio, a place named Government Canyon, where we can’t be easily seen.”
“I will go into town tonight and arrange things,” Ekka said.
“Take Billy with you.” Jude replied and Ekka smiled.
They landed an hour before true sundown. Merkam said to Ekka and Billy, “Our contacts will be at the Vaudeville Theater on the Main Plaza.”
Billy said, “I know the place. Ben Thompson and King Fisher were ambushed
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