Little House on the Ponderosa
Part Four
By Sara and Valerie
Ben stopped him, "No, no, it's not a problem. We're just impressed that Little Joe managed to get all this done in such a short time period. Thank you," he added.
Hearing the words ‘Thank you,” Albert was snapped back to the present.“You’re welcome sir, it was a pleasure to help someone with their homework again – I miss that from home,” he admitted shyly.
Adam looked at Albert, and realized that it didn't matter who helped, if it meant Joe would begin to like school more and maybe continue his education. "Do you have as much expertise in doing accounts?" he asked.
Albert nodded shyly, "Well, I did help Pa with the accounts at the mill and in keeping track of the money at home," he said shyly.
Adam walked over to Ben's desk, "May I Pa?" he asked, with his hand over the ledger.
Ben nodded gratefully. If Albert would be willing to do the books, that would free him from the horrid task that weighted him down all the time. He looked at Albert, "Would you mind trying a page of the accounts for the Ponderosa?" he asked.
Joe looked at Ben and Adam, "Can I put my homework away?"
he asked peevishly.He was still hoping Adam might
give him some praise.Somehow it meant more coming
from Adam since Pa gave it a lot more freely. Seeing
Ben's glare, he added, "
Ben nodded, and handed over Joe's homework. "This is very good - if you can keep this up for the remainder of the week, you can go fishing on Saturday afternoon instead of chores," he said, wanting to reward his son's diligence at schoolwork.
Joe nodded, "YES sir," he said. Then, he added slyly, "If Albert will help me," with a pleading look at Albert.
Ben added, "If Albert is willing, it's fine with me."
Albert smiled, "It's fine with me, I missed helping my sisters and brother with their homework when I was travelling."
Joe smiled happily and scampered upstairs to put away his homework and books. He came thundering back down, as Adam was sitting down with Albert to go over how the books were done at the Ponderosa. "Wanna play?" he asked Hoss, indicating the checkerboard.
Hoss nodded, and soon a game was underway.
Ben was very happy to see Albert fitting in, and being of so much help too. He settled down to his newspaper, hoping Albert was as good with the books as he was with Joe, and that the miracle with Joe would continue to occur.
An hour later, as the clock was chiming, Adam closed the books, "You are a natural at this Albert. If you don't mind," then he looked at Ben, "and Pa agrees," he continued, "it sure would be great if you could do the books for the Ponderosa."
Albert nodded, he missed mental work like he had done at school and was only too glad to do whatever was asked of him by this wonderful Cartwright family.
Ben nodded too, "I would be extremely grateful Albert. I must admit it's not one of my favourite chores," he admitted.
Albert nodded his head in return, "I don't mind sir, as long as I may work with one of you on it it until I am comfortable with doing it myself?" he said.
Ben nodded, and Adam nodded too, this was definitely a responsible young man, they both felt simultaneously. "Of course," they said in unison and smiled.
Adam put the books away, and Albert took careful note so he could do it the next time, asking a few quiet questions to make sure he understood, which were answered readily by Adam.
Ben then looked at the clock, "Time for bed Joe," he said. Joe looked up with a complaint on his tongue. Albert looked at the clock and yawned. It was later than he was used to staying up at home. Pa would have sent the younger ones to bed an hour ago, and Albert usually went up within half an hour of them. "Is it all right if I go to bed now sir, or do you have other chores that need to be done?" he asked politely.
Joe looked at him in surprise, then at Adam too when Adam started yawning, and Hoss, getting the hint, started yawning too.
Ben smiled, "No, you can all go to bed, I think I'll turn in shortly myself."
"Good night sir."
"Good night Pa, Adam, Hoss"
"Good night Pa, Adam, Joe"
"Good night Pa, Hoss, Joe."
"Good night boys."
They all went up to the bunkroom and the three Cartwrights changed and went into bed. Joe watched Albert sureptitiously to see if he wore drawers in this weather or not. The answer made Joe smile.Albert changed, not realizing he was being watched, glad to not have to go elsewhere or wait for the girls to go behind the quilt in order to change, and kneeled down to pray, like he had promised Ma and Pa he would do wherever he was. Then they went to sleep.
Ben stopped in the room to check on the boys before going to bed. He retucked Joe in and kissed his head, then went to Hoss, and kissed his head, finally kissing Adam's head. None of the boys woke. Then, Ben looked at Albert, and sent a brief prayer that he would be as good as he seemed this first day.
The week passed, with Albert learning to do the books on his own, helping Hop Sing with a lot of the house chores, and helping with the barn chores as well. It seemed that no task was beneath him, not even darning socks, amazing and pleasing Ben, while making the 3 Cartwrights a bit jealous, some more than others.
On Friday morning, Joe was excited, he had managed to do well on his homeworks all week, and he knew it meant a free afternoon on Saturday. Unfortunately, Mitch and the rest of his friends were restricted due to bad reports from school, so there was no one to go fishing with. Still, having no chores to do would be a welcome break.
Adam and Hoss were preparing to go fix fences in the pastures, and do some other routine chores. Ben needed to go to town to take care of some errands, and looked to Joe. "I'll ride in with you today Little Joe, I have some things I need to take care of in town," he said.
Joe almost groaned, but managed to swallow it in time,
not wanting to get Pa angry today, he wanted his afternoon off tomorrow.
"Yes sir," he said without much enthusiasm. It was embarrassing to be seen
riding to school with his
Ben noticed the look, "You're not in trouble Little Joe, I just wanted to spend some time with you, maybe check with Miss Jones on how your schoolwork has been this week," he said.
Hoss nodded, "Yeah, we don't wanna have to do ya work fer ya if ya ain't earned it," he joked.
Little Joe was about to come back with a sharp retort when he saw Hoss' big smile.
"Oh, all right," he conceded, "it will be nice to have a good report coming from Miss Jones for a change," he said.
Ben then looked at Albert. His face had reddened up, and was starting to turn to tan, "I think we need to get you a hat," he said.
Albert looked down. He was embarrassed at not having a hat like everyone else, but hadn't wanted to say anything. "It's okay sir, I'm fine like this," he said.
Adam looked at Albert, "We treat all our hands fair, and you need a hat to keep the sun off of you."
Ben added, "I've let it go too long, and I'm sorry, I hadn't realized how much you were getting burned."
Albert felt even more embarrassed at all this attention from his employer. "Thank you sir," he said at last, knowing Pa didn't like him taking charity, but not knowing if this constituted charity or not.
Hop Sing had heard this conversation, "You take boy today get hat. Hop Sing give list for store, boy get all things Hop Sing need, and get hat. Need keep boy healthy he big help Hop Sing."
At this point Albert admitted defeat. He had really come to respect and admire Hop Sing, and if Hop Sing felt this was a necessary purchase, then he would go along. He had become quite fond of the Chinese man. Pa and Ma had brought him up to not be prejudiced, and he always seemed to have an affinity for relations with people of other races / religions, like the Jewish carpenter he had worked for who died. Now he was becoming a good friend of Hop Sing, and unbeknown to Little Joe, he was picking up Chinese from Hop Sing. It had been a mutual decision between him and Hop Sing to not let Little Joe know right away, in case Little Joe got jealous. Albert was enjoying learning a new language, and had even begun to learn a few of the easier characters from Hop Sing, as well as gaining a basic understanding of the speech in under a week.
Albert had a feeling that Hop Sing knew a lot more than he let on, he was almost positive that Hop Sing knew he had studied medicine and still had a hidden desire to know more about it - after all, Hop Sing was always discussing the medical uses of the herbs they gathered, and other things as they came up. All without any mention of what was being done, Albert was learning a lot about Chinese medicine from Hop Sing. Maybe he had shown some interest somehow without realizing it? Albert figured he'd never know how Hop Sing did it.
So, Albert was set up with a horse, and rode with Ben and Little Joe to town. Ben held back, and let Joe go to school first, and then went in himself, while Joe was in the stable, to talk to Miss Jones. "You might as well come with me, Albert, it won't take but a
minute, and then we can get our chores done in town," he said.
Albert nodded. He was slightly interested in what the schoolhouse looked like out here, and knew Laura and Ma would be very interested. It would be nice to have something to share with them in the next letter he wrote. He had been finding that writing a letter home each week wasn't as bad as he had expected. For the trip, he had written about all the places he'd seen, people he'd met on the train. Now he'd have something else to write about. He was still waiting his first letter from home, missing everyone terribly, but knowing it would take a while for his first letter from the Ponderosa to reach Walnut Grove, after all, he was just mailing it out today, so his family did not even know where to reach him.
They entered the schoolhouse and saw Miss Jones writing on the blackboard. Ben cleared his throat, and Abigail turned around.
"Mr. Cartwright, how nice to see you," she said, glancing behind him to see if Adam was with his father. She didn't see Adam, but she did see a younger man behind Ben.
Ben nodded to her, "Miss Jones," then, noting her glance at Albert, "This is my, uh, nephew Albert, he's staying by us on the Ponderosa."
Albert blushed a little, this was the first time Ben had ever mentioned their relationship since that first time with the Bible. Ben noticed the blush and made a note to discuss the topic with Albert on the way back to the Ponderosa.
"Nice to meet you Miss Jones," Albert said, putting out his hand.
Abigail took his hand, "Likewise," she said, flirtingly, though he looked a little young. "Will you be joining our school?" she asked.
Ben answered for him, "No, I'm afraid he won't be taking advantage of your wonderful education Miss Jones, he already graduated from school back home."
Abigail looked crestfallen.
Albert added, "I'm sorry to be missing out learning from such a wonderful teacher," politely.
Abigail smiled at the compliment. "Why, thank you," she said.
Ben turned the conversation to the reason he was there. He could understand why Adam didn't like talking to Miss Jones, he already had an idea before, but this was horrid - she was flirting with someone the same age as one of her eldest students. He figured he'd either have to talk to Albert about Miss Jones, or have Adam do so. Ben decided to have Adam do it - he didn't want the embarrassment of it. "Miss Jones, I'm here to find out how Little Joe has been doing in his schoolwork this week," he explained.
Abigail turned to Ben, "Why, he's been doing just wonderful Mr. Cartwright. I've never seen him do so well on his homework or in school before - what miracle has happened?" she asked.
"I'm glad to hear that Miss Jones," Ben said, avoiding the second part of her statement. "He's been working very hard at home, and I'm glad to see it's paying off," then, wanting to end the conversation, "Thank you much ma'am. We need to get going, and I'm sure you want to finish up what you were doing before the school day starts."
Miss Jones got flustered, "Oh, of course," she said. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Albert."
"The pleasure was all mine," he said with a smile. He was glad Ben hadn't mentioned his part in Joe's improvement, he didn't want to make Adam jealous of him or anything.
Ben put his hand on Albert's shoulder to lead him out, "Good day Miss Jones."
"Good day Mr. Cartwright," Abigail said, and turned back to her work. She made a mental note to ask Little Joe about this stranger staying at his house - how old he was, if he had a girlfriend back home, what he did. Of course she would always love Adam foremost, but it wouldn't hurt Adam to have a little competition.
Ben and Albert left the schoolhouse and headed to do Ben’s errands.As they were walking down the street, Albert cleared his throat. “Uh, Mr. Cartwright?” he asked tentatively.
“Yes?” Ben responded, wondering what caused this young man to be so scared all of a sudden.
“I kind of promised my Pa I’d write home every week. Is there a place I might mail this week’s letter sir?”
Ben almost laughed with relief. “Of course, I wanted to pick up the mail for the Ponderosa anyways.”
Ben’s errands were soon completed, including the mailing of the letter, and depositing some of Albert’s money in his own account at the bank, at the insistence of Ben who felt it would be better for the money to be earning some interest rather than sitting alone in the Ponderosa. At the explanation of Ben, Albert readily agreed, seeing the sense in his arguments.
At each stop, Ben had made sure to introduce Albert as his nephew coming to work at the Ponderosa. He wanted to make sure that Albert didn’t get any trouble, and also that Albert would be able to do errands for the Ponderosa the same as his boys. Ben was so happy to have a relative of Marie’s living with him at last. And none of his sons seemed to sense anything wrong about Albert, and the telegraph that Ben had picked up first thing from Wanut Grove proved that all Albert had said about himself was true. In fact, Mr. Ingalls had only had good things to say about Albert’s work ethics and everything else.It seemed that Albert indeed had worked in the office at the mill, at the mill itself, in the kitchen of a restaurant, doing menial work at the blind school, taking over the school occasionally, and apprenticing with the town’s doctor. The telegraph from the town’s doctor hadn’t proved nearly as enlightening – all Doctor Baker had said was that Albert completed his apprenticeship and would make a wonderful doctor. Nothing was said that might lead to understanding why Albert refused to mention this skill of his. Ben would be sure to talk to Adam about this at some point today.
Finally, they were at the store. Ben picked out a hat for Albert at Albert’s insistence that Ben knew the merchandise better than he. Albert tried to pay for his own hat, but lost the battle of wills with Ben, to the amusement of the others in the store. Throughout the battle Albert had remained calm, polite, and respectful, but determined. Unfortunately for Albert, Ben was more determined.
Seeing as it was only an hour before school let out, and Ben was feeling more than ready for a late lunch, he led Albert to the International.“Let’s go grab a bite to eat and then we can ride home with Little Joe,” he offered to Albert.
Albert looked to where Ben was pointing, and shuddered. He didn’t feel comfortable going into such a place as a customer – he didn’t have enough money to spend on food and he didn’t want Mr. Cartwright to feel obligated to pay for him. “That’s okay sir, I’d like to walk around and see the town a little if that’s okay with you sir?”
Ben nodded.It seemed Albert and Little Joe had more than their looks in common – their eating levels were similar.Though, Little Joe had never turned down a chance for a meal at the International before. “If you’re sure,” he said, not positive how to read this quiet, polite young man.
“Yes sir,” Albert said with relief.
Ben nodded again. “I’ll meet you outside the schoolhouse in an hour,” he instructed.
“Yes sir, Thank you,” Albert said, and started walking around the town.Ben went into the International and ate lunch.
Albert went over to by the schoolhouse and sat down by the horses.He reached into his pocket and took out a pencil and scrap of paper. He figured he’d use this time to start his next letter home. Though he figured Pa was only joking about coming after him if a letter was missing, Albert didn’t want to risk it. Pa didn’t need to take all that time and effort, not to mention money, to check on him when it wasn’t necessary. Also, Albert admitted to himself, he missed his family and felt a little closer to them when he could write a letter. He could just see in his head the family gathered around the table for supper, and he knew that Ma and Pa would be waiting for after the meal to read the letter.He wasn’t sure how James would be feeling, but he knew that Carrie would be dying to hear his news. And maybe Ma would have stopped off and invited Laura and Almanzo, Mary and Adam over to visit after supper to hear the news. Albert knew he wasn’t that important to cause such a stir, but the family loved any reason to get together anyways. Hopefully a letter would come soon. Maybe he’d save up his money and as a Christmas present send home a telegram to his family of a few words for the holiday.
Albert didn’t know exactly how true his imagining
was – that evening the Ingalls family, the Wilders, and the Kendalls, and
Hester Sue of course, were sitting around the table in the little house
on the prairie.Supper was over, dishes were cleared,
and the adults were enjoying a last cup of coffee.
Pa had taken out the letter from the top of the mantelpiece and given
it to Laura.“Would you read it aloud half-pint?” he
asked his daughter, as he got his pipe off the mantelpiece as well.
Laura sat up off Almanzo’s lap on the rocker, and
stood to get the best light.Carrie quickly brought
over the extra lantern to help Laura to see better.
Laura took a hairpin from her bun, and carefully slit open the envelope.
“Are you sure you want me to read it Ma?” she asked again.
Caroline simply nodded at her.
Laura unfolded the letter carefully, in case Albert had slipped anything
inside.It was a good thing she did – a few dried
flowers fell into her outstretched hand. She passed
them over to Mary for her to feel and see where Albert had been.
Mary shared them with Adam whom she was sitting on, then they passed
it to the rest of the family.
Laura started to read the letter:
“Dear Ma and Pa and everyone else,
It has been only one day since I left Walnut Grove,
yet it feels like forever.I miss all of you so much
– the rush in the mornings, the crowded table, Pa’s fiddle, everything.
I am glad to be on my way to something new, and I have hope that I will
find the Cartwrights Mr. Edwards had told us about.
Well, this rest is about to end, so I’ll continue
this letter the next time we have a stopover.
We are now in another state, I’m sure when you came
West it was nowhere near this fast or smooth a trip.
There are so few bumps, it is nothing like riding in the back of a wagon.
The book you gave me is wonderful, I am enjoying reading it when there
is light and the scenery is monotonous. It helps
the time to pass and keeps my mind from missing all of you as I do every
minute of every day.
I just made the acquaintance of my seatmate.
The L-rd sure works in mysterious ways – my seatmate is Adam Cartwright,
of the Cartwrights Mr. Edwards told us about. He has
offered me a job when we arrive. I am so thankful.
The train is loading again, so I must end here.
May you be well and healthy, you are always in my
thoughts and prayers.
Respectfully yours,
Albert Quinn Ingalls.
Laura passed the letter to Ma’s outstretched hand.
The letter was written in Albert’s perfect copperplate handwriting, just
as all his homework assignments were. Laura had to
take out her handkerchief to wipe the tears from her eyes.
It had seemed as if Albert was in the room with them.
Pa finally broke the silence, “I’m so thankful that
Albert met a Cartwright on the way West. It should
make his trip and finding a job so much easier. The
L-rd truly works in mysterious ways.”
Ma managed to control her quiet tears of missing Albert,
“Yes Charles, He certainly does.”
“Albert?Albert?”
Albert was jostled back to
“We just got out. You looked like you were a million miles away. Are you okay? Should I get someone?”
“No, I’m fine, thanks,” Albert answered. “How’d school go today?Any homework?” he asked, trying to gain a few seconds to gather himself from those memories he had been having.
“Awww, it was school, how good could it be? But I got a good report for Pa from Miss Jones, so I can go fishing tomorrow after lunch.Wanna come?” he offered graciously.
“That’s great. I’m glad for you,”
Albert praised Joe. “But why don’t you ask Adam to
go with you? I think he misses being with you,” Albert
said diplomatically. Albert loved fishing, but he
also knew that he didn’t want to cause any more of a rift between the two
brothers. Adam had spoken with such pride of Joe,
and how their relationship had taken so long to fix after Adam’s being in
Joe looked so downcast that Albert had a hard time keeping from laughing, “It’s not that I don’t want to go with you, it’s just that I think your brother is feeling a little, well, jealous of my helping you with your homework.I think he enjoyed doing it, though he may not have seemed like he did. Why don’t you try to spend some time with him? I promise I’ll join you next time,” Albert offered.
Joe seemed to be thinking about it, and was still thinking when Ben came up.“Sorry it took me so long, I got into a business conversation. Ready to leave?” he asked.
Joe and Albert mounted up, “Yes sir,” they replied, almost in unison.Ben mounted up as well and led the way.
As they were leaving town, Ben turned to Little Joe, “I had a pleasant conversation with Miss Jones about you,” he said.
Joe started to fidget. Usually a conversation starting like this ended with ‘consequences.’ He didn’t like those.
Ben laughed at Joe’s squirming. “Anything I should know about son?”
Joe thought hard. “I don’t think so Pa,” hoping Miss Jones hadn’t mentioned that paper fight he had started during recess this week when it was raining out.
Ben laughed again, “It was a good conversation Joseph. I wish all my conversations with that woman were so pleasant and swift.”
Joe smiled, “Me too Pa,” he said earnestly.
“So make it that way,” Ben said, stopping the joking.
“I’ll try Pa,” Joe promised.
Ben tried to bring the light mood back, he didn’t want his youngest to be upset with such great news. “So, what are your plans for tomorrow afternoon?”
Joe thought. “Can I go fishing?”
“May I go fishing?” Ben automatically corrected.
“If you really wanna come too ya can Pa,” Joe offered innocently.
Ben groaned, and Albert almost joined him under his breath. If Laura or Ma had ever heard him speak like that he would have been in trouble. “Thank you Joseph, I think I might.”
“Pa?” Joe asked, figuring he should take Albert’s advice. After all, everything else the man had told him so far seemed to be working in Joe’s favour.
“Yes son?”
“Is it alright if Adam comes?”
Ben looked at Joe, thought for a moment, and decided to agree.“Sure, why don’t we all take the afternoon off and enjoy a picnic lunch and fishing and maybe some swimming at the lake?”
Joe got all excited, “Really Pa? That would be great!”Then he remembered, “Albert too?” he asked hopefully.
“If he wants to,” Ben offered, looking at Albert.
Albert felt shy under their stares. “If you’re sure you can spare me from the work sir, and Hop Sing doesn’t need my help, I’d be honoured to join you,” he responded finally.
Then the Ponderosa was reached. As Ben got off his horse, Albert was standing waiting to take both mounts in to care for them.Joe took Cochise in to care for her and the two worked in companionable silence at the barn chores. Joe barely complained when Adam and Hoss came in towards the end of the chores. “Glad to see ya came back in time for supper,” he groused. Then, realizing Albert really had done most of the work, “Guess what,” he cried, before his brothers could say a word about his attitude.
“What little buddy?” Hoss asked, hoping to keep Adam from responding to the comment by Joe.
“Pa said we can go fishing and picnic and swimming tomorrow ‘cuz Miss Jones gave me a good report this morning,” Joe bubbled out.
Hoss looked at Joe with pride, “Great job little buddy. I was hoping for some fish for supper tomorrow.” Then he looked at Albert, “You’ve never seen what Hop Sing can do with fish – it’s great!” he boasted.
Joe looked towards Adam, hoping for some sign of recognition of all the work Joe had done.After all, Adam was always after him to do good in school.
Adam managed, “Good job,” at a nudge from Hoss. Then he turned to walk to the house. Albert went to follow him.
Hoss kept Joe in the barn, “I think Albert wants to try to fix things up with Adam, why don’t we finish up out here and let them talk?” he said.
Joe nodded and finished up the chores with Hoss.
While Joe and Hoss were busy in the barn, Albert caught up to Adam.He really respected this man who had given him a job at first meeting. Albert did not want to cause any rifts in this seemingly wonderful family. Albert remembered how he felt when it seemed like James was coming between him and Pa, and he didn’t like that feeling. How much worse must Adam feel since Adam was the one who invited Albert here?
“Uh, Adam?” he asked tentatively.
“What?” Adam almost snapped at Albert. Then he realized, “Sorry, it’s been a rough day for me,” he explained almost sheepishly.
“I was wondering if we could talk?” Albert said, even more tentatively if possible, not sure how to start this type of converstation with an almost stranger.
Adam really wanted to be alone to stew about Joe’s abandoning him for Albert, but he realized that was not the best way to deal with this. Pa always said to face your problems or else they would become worse. “Sure,” he said unconvincingly. “What’s up?” he asked wearily.
Albert started to fidget. This was harder than he thought.Then he remembered Pa always saying that nothing could be done if no one knew what was wrong. “Uh, it’s … well …I’m sorry if I’m coming between you and Joe …”
Adam was amazed. How did Albert know this was bothering him? He nodded and motioned for Albert to continue.
“I didn’t mean to – it’s just, well … he asked me for help …I know you value homework and schooling – just like I do – and I figured it would be best to help him if he asked. I didn’t mean to ursurp your position or anything. If you want me to, I’ll stop helping him,” Albert managed to finish, somehow managing to get it all out.
Adam was staring at Albert in amazement. He thought for a moment or two.“No, I’m glad Little Joe is taking an interest in schooling,” he said finally, not sure how much more he wanted to expose of himself to this stranger. True they had shared a lot on the trip West, but still …”I kind of just wish it had been me to show him the good of an education,” he finally said so softly that Albert could barely hear.
Albert felt horrid. “I’m so sorry. Do you want me to stop helping him?Maybe now he’ll accept help from you more?” he offered sincerely.
Adam shook his head. “No, he’s right, I’m a bit too serious and stiff to be able to help him with his schoolwork. I really am glad he’s taking an interest, even if it’s not because of me. It just hurts a bit,” Adam managed to admit. He was shocked at himself. How was he able to talk to this stranger more about his feelings than anyone else he ever knew, for much longer?
Albert looked at Adam, almost wanting to put his arm around him like he did with James sometimes. But he restrained himself, from what he had seen of Adam, he knew Adam was not demonstrative at the best of times. “I’m sure it does. I remember when James came to live with us, and he started taking time from Pa away from me, and Carrie started looking to him for help instead of me, and Laura and Mary had him come to help with stuff instead of me. It really hurt,” he admitted, amazed that he could since he had only recently exposed these feelings to Pa at Christmas during his outburst.
Adam looked at Albert in amazement, seeing the tears forming in his eyes, almost like looking in a mirror. This boy really did know more about what Adam was going through than he thought. Maybe he would become a good friend despite the difference in ages. Ever since college back East, Adam had missed having someone he could talk to, and Albert seemed like he might be the one to take the place. “I’m sorry,” was all he could get out. “Is that why Little Joe asked me to go fishing with him?” he asked suddenly realizing what might have been behind that offer.
Albert tried to be diplomatic. “He and I discussed it, and came to the decision that he should spend time alone with you, he really does miss being with you. He wanted to feel approval from you over the improvement in his grades too,” Albert said, trying not to sound accusing.
Adam rubbed his nose, “and I didn’t give it, did I?” He came to a decision, “I think I’ll go ask Pa if Joe can come with me to town tonite, so we can spend some time alone. Do you mind?I’ll take you in another time,” he said.
Albert nodded. He had wanted to see what a town was like at night, but brotherly relations were much more important, “Not at all. I saw a book in your bookcase that I’d like to read, if I might borrow it tonight?” he asked.
Adam nodded with a smile, how diplomatic this young man was.Must have come from living in such a small house, with just a loft, a main room and a bedroom, and so many children. “Of course, feel free to help yourself,” he offered graciously. “And if you’d like to unpack your books onto it, you can feel welcome – Joe knows better than to touch any of the books on there without my permission. I’m sure yours will receive the same respect,” Adam offered, knowing Albert still kept most of his belongings in his trunk for lack of a place to put them.
Albert was pleasantly surprised at such an offer. “Thank you, I greatly appreciate it.”
Then Hoss and Joe came in, and Hop Sing called the family in for the meal.Albert quickly went to help Hop Sing bring out supper and set the table.
During the meal, the topic of the night’s activities for the family came up.Albert admitted to being tired and wanting to stay home with a book. Adam looked at Ben, “Pa? I was wondering, if it’s alright with you, if I could take Joe to town with me?” Seeing Ben’s face, he hurried on, “I promise it will be a short night, but I’d like to spend some time with him,” he explained, “And reward him for such wonderful work at school this past week,” he finished, with a smile at Joe.
Joe squirmed with pleasure at such rare praise from Adam. Ben saw this, and figured it wouldn’t hurt this once, “If your brother wants, to, it’s fine,” he said, and Joe started nodding his head vigorously, “With a few conditions,” Ben quickly added.
Adam nodded, he figured he knew what they were. Joe too nodded, anything to be able to go to town with his older brother.
“First, only one beer for each of you – total,” Ben started.
Adam was a bit shocked at the limit on himself, figuring Pa knew he could handle his alcohol, but anything to heal this rift that he himself felt and rid himself of the guilt he was feeling.
“Second,” Ben continued, “No cards, and be home by eleven,” he finished.
Adam nodded, “Yes sir, one beer each, no cards, and home by eleven.That’s fair,” he conceded. This would put a bit of a damper on his evening, but for one evening, and to assuage this horrid feeling of guilt he had, it would be worth it.
Joe nodded, “Yes sir,” he agreed readily.
“One more thing for you Joseph,” Ben continued sternly.
Joe squirmed under the glare of his father’s eyes.
Ben continued, “Adam is in charge, anything he says goes. If I hear of even one bit of misbehaviour you won’t be going to town again at night for a very long time, do I make myself clear?” he asked sternly.
Joe squirmed again. He hated being treated like a little kid. But anything to be able to go to town on a Friday night. “Yes sir, I understand.”
Ben then turned to Hoss, “What about your plans for tonight?”
Hoss stretched luxuriously, “Well, I believe Hop Sing has some extra pie in the kitchen that’s been calling me, a hot fire, and maybe we can make popcorn?” he asked slyly.
Ben nodded, “That sounds good to me son.” Then he turned to Albert, “Care to join us?”
Albert nodded, “I’ll read in the room with you if you don’t mind sir,” he said politely.
Ben nodded back, wishing he could get this boy to be a little less stiff, but that would take time. Maybe tonight he could do something about it.
Seeing as everyone was done eating, Albert started clearing the table and bringing out dessert and coffee.
As soon as coffee and dessert was done, Albert started clearing the table, Adam and Joe went to get ready for the night on the town, and Hoss headed for the fire to build it up. Ben leaned back and indulged himself in a few moments of contented reflection on how things were turning out.
Joe came thundering down the stairs, followed by Adam at a more leisurely pace.“C’mon Adam, we ain’t got much time, and I wanna spend as much as possible in town,” he urged his older brother.
Ben raised his eyebrows at Joe, then turned to Adam, not wanting to put a shadow on this joyous night of Joe’s. “Got your watch wound?” he asked.
Adam nodded his head, patting his pocket. “Yes Pa.Back by ten, one beer each, no card playing,” he reiterated Ben’s words back.
Ben nodded, “Joseph? Remember those, and especially that Adam is in charge tonight. If I hear of any ‘occurences’ this will be your last night trip to town for a long time, understand?”
Joe nodded his head. “Yes Pa.” He was raring to go, but didn’t want to give Pa any reason to take away this trip, so he tried to stay polite.
“Then have a good time you two,” Ben said, waving them off.He laughed at the way Joe raced to the barn, with Adam a good ten paces behind.
Albert finished helping Hop Sing in the kitchen, as far as Hop Sing would accept help in the kitchen, and returned to the main room with a large book in his hands. He had decided to take Adam up on the offer of borrowing a book, and had slipped upstairs while Adam was changing to borrow one. It was such a pleasure to have new reading material available to him, and not ‘girly’ stuff either like Laura was always offering him.
Then, realizing what day it was, Albert sighed, and put the book to the side.He took out a sheet of paper, ink and pen, and started his weekly letter home.
Dear Pa and Ma and everyone else,
It has been two weeks since I’ve arrived at the Ponderosa
with the Cartwrights, and while you all are constantly in my mind and
my heart, I feel like I have come to a place I can belong at.
The family is so nice, they have accepted me as one of the family rather
than as a ranchhand.I think this might be due to the
fact that my mother and Little Joe’s mother (I’ll explain who he later)
were sisters.
Let me describe this family to you.
There is Ben Cartwright, the father of the family, and the owner of the
Ponderosa. Then, there are three sons, Adam, Eric
(who everyone calls Hoss – I haven’t figured out why yet), and Joe (who
everyone calls Little Joe). Each of the brothers had
a different mother, each one having died. Adam is 26
years old, he went back East to college to study architecture and engineering.
He is very intelligent and serious.Hoss (I can’t
think of him as Eric since no one ever calls him that, though I know it is
considered rude to do so to an elder) is 20 years old, though he looks much
older, probably because of his large build.He is very
strong, but also kind and caring – he is so tender with the animals or anyone
who is in need of help. Joe is three years younger
than me, he’s 14 years old, so I feel kind of weird calling him Little Joe.
However, everyone, even his classmates, call him Little Joe, so I’m not
sure if I’m insulting him or not. He is a real troublemaker,
but he means well, kind of like Willie Oleson – they’d get along great but
I’d be real feared of what they could do together.
The Ponderosa is so huge – it seems it’s bigger than
Walnut Grove but I can’t be sure. The Ponderosa
house makes the Oleson’s home look like a sod hut or a shanty.
I was so amazed when I first saw it. But the Cartwrights
are very down to earth. They don’t flaunt their wealth
like Nellie, Nancy and Mrs. Oleson. If you didn’t
know they were from the Ponderosa, you wouldn’t think they were rich at all.
There’s another person who lives in the house, his
name is Hop Sing – he’s from China. He does the
cooking and cleaning and stuff for the Cartwrights.
I guess not having a wife or mother makes this need a bit stronger.
I’m not sure, but I think Hop Sing might be happy that I came – Mr. Cartwright
(Ben) assigned me to help out Hop Sing in his chores every day.
Not exactly what I saw myself doing out West, but whatever is asked of
me, I do with a smile, just like you told me to. I have
gotten much better at cooking, Hop Sing has been teaching me, and I’ve even
done some sewing and laundry.
All my time is not spent helping Hop Sing though.
I also have chores out on the ranch proper. I get
to work with the horses and do some woodwork too.
Admittedly, the woodwork is not the fancy things like I did with you Pa,
or during my apprenticeship, usually, but more like fence mending.
Still it’s a new experience and I’m enjoying it.
The Cartwrights capture or purchase untamed horses and then tame them.
From what I’ve seen and heard, though Joe is the smallest, he is also
the best at taming the wild horses, though no one has told him that yet.
I do know that he is the one assigned to teach me about the horses.
I decided to act like I don’t know much at all, and to let him teach
me everything, even the mending of harnesses, so to make him feel better.
He is younger so I want to make him feel like he can teach me, a newcomer,
something.He seems to enjoy it, and I don’t mind
relearning the things – a lot of it is done differently here than at home
anyways, and Joe is fun to spend time with, being with him reminds me of
being with a combination of James and Willie.
Also, and this should make you proud, I have been
given the task of keeping the ledger updated. It
seems that Mr. Cartwright and Adam both prefer to do other things, and I
enjoy the mental activity of performing the sums in the ledger.
I practiced for a few days with Adam, and now I am able to do the task
alone. I cannot talk about the sums that I do, for
I fear that would be invading the privacy and taking advantage of the trust
the Cartwrights have put in me.But I will say that
the sums are equal to the ones Laura, oops I mean Mrs. Wilder, assigned
during my last year at school.
I have my Braille slate with me, Mary, and will write
a letter to you next week for you and Adam to share with the family.
I hope this is alright with Ma and Pa, that I make one letter each month
a Braille one so that Mary and Adam can read it for themselves, with all
my mistakes.
The Cartwrights attend church most Sundays, but not
all, as it is a long trip to the nearest church and sometimes it just isn’t
feasible.The Sundays we do not go, I make sure
to read the Bible, learn a text, and not do any unnecessary work.
This is sometimes hard, as there are many animals on the ranch that need
care.I know that the care of an animal comes before
the Sabbath rules, so I hope you understand my performing work on the
Sabbath when necessary.
I am hoping to keep up with my learning, as Adam has
a large collection of books, both from college and novels.
He has graciously offered me the use of any of his books whenever I wish.
I plan to take him up on this offer, and have offered him any of my few
books in return.A poor trade, I know, but it was the
best I could offer.
I hope all of you are well and in good health.
I miss all of you and wish I were back home with you.
Please give my regards to Doc Baker, the Garveys, and Willie Oleson.
Your obedient son,
Albert Quinn Ingalls.
Albert sealed the envelope, and addressed it home. He put it away safely to be mailed the next time he was in town, and put away his ink and pen as well. Then he sat down with a sigh of relief to read the book Adam had so graciously loaned him. Ben was reading the newspaper, grateful that he could afford a daily paper, and Hoss was enjoying time to simply sit.
Seeing as Albert had finished his letter, Hoss spoke up.“Hey Albert,” he said.
Albert looked up from the book. He had barely started, but he was used to this at home, it seemed every time he started a book there was something needing to be done or someone needing attention.“Yes?” he asked, managing to hide his annoyance from years of practice.
“Is there any of that cherry pie left?” Hoss asked hopefully.
Albert thought for a moment. “I believe so.Would you like a piece?” he offered.
Hoss nodded, “Yeah, but I’ll go fer it. Ya want some Pa, Albert?” he offered.
Ben lifted his head from the paper. “Huh?” he asked.He had been reading with great concentration a story of a timber contract that he was following closely.
“Want some pie?” Hoss offered again.
“Thank you son, that would be nice,” Ben answered, turning back to his paper.
“Albert?”
“Sure, I’ll come with you. I could do with a bit of coffee with that pie. I think there’s still some left.” he said, placing the book carefully aside and hopping up to help Hoss.
The two young men went into the kitchen in search of more food.Though how anyone could want more food after all that wonderful food Hop Sing had cooked was still a weird sensation to Albert.He was glad there was always food here on the Ponderosa, it was a nice change from being at home where food was sometimes something that was a rare thing. The life of a farmer dependent on the enviroment was much different than a rancher’s life it seemed. Sometimes, though, Albert wished he could pack up some of his food and send it to his family in Walnut Grove – an impossible dream, but one he indulged in occasionally anyways.
The pie was soon split among three plates, and coffee poured in three cups, with sugar and milk as preferred by each proposed drinker. The two men carried all the food, forks, and napkins out, and shared it around before sitting down to enjoy all the food. When the dishes were cleaned of food, Albert collected them and took them to the kitchen to wash and put away, not wanting Hop Sing to wake to find dirty dishes.
Hoss looked to Ben, “Pa, can I ask ya a question?”
Ben looked at Hoss, “Sure, you know that,” he said reassuringly, wondering what was bothing Hoss.
Hoss played with his hands a bit before coming out with the question, “Pa, do ya think Joe likes Albert more than me?” he asked finally.
Ben looked at Hoss in surprise. He wondered where this had come from. Then, thinking back, he realized that Joe was spending less time with his brothers now that Albert was here.It wasn’t Albert’s fault, Ben realized that Albert was trying every chance he could to send Joe back to his brothers, and Joe was sometimes listening. Then Ben turned back to Hoss, “No, I don’t think so. Hoss, you know you are his brother, and he loves you. Albert is someone new, nearer to his age, and you know how Joseph is with new things – he becomes obsessed.I’m sure he’ll spend more time with you soon,” Ben tried to reassure Hoss.
Hoss looked at Ben, “Pa, I know that it ain’t Albert’s fault, I see him all the time trying to push Joe back to me and Adam, but I still wonder.”
Ben looked at Hoss with concern. It was rare for his middle son to fear any separation from his younger brother. He thought for a moment. “You know what Hoss?”
Hoss looked at Ben, “What Pa?” he asked worriedly.
Ben smiled at the worried look on Hoss’ face. “It’s nothing bad.I was just thinking,” he continued as he saw the worry leave Hoss’ face, “Why don’t I put you and Joe to work together tomorrow morning, and you can talk to him about it then, I’ll make sure Albert is busy here, or if you want you can talk to him so he knows what’s going on, and then you and Joe can spend the morning together before we go on the picnic for lunch.”
Hoss’s face brightened by a large smile. “That’d be great Pa, thanks. I’ll go talk to Albert now, if ya don’t think he’d mind?”
Ben smiled at Hoss’ cheerful face. “Nah, I don’t think he’d mind,” he reassured his son. “I’m going to call it a night. I don’t think I’ll sleep before your brothers get home, but at least I’ll be comfortable.”
Hoss nodded, “Good night Pa,” he said politely as required, then went in search of Albert.He found Albert in the kitchen, finishing up the dishes. “Hi Albert,” Hoss said nervously.
Albert turned, Hoss sounded like one of his siblings when they needed to talk about something uncomfortable. “Hi,” he replied, putting down the dish he was wiping, and drying his hands.
Hoss stood a bit uncomfortably, trying to figure out how to start this conversation.“Uhm, well, I was wondering, …” Hoss was having a hard time getting this out.
Albert waited patiently, figuring whatever it was that would come out was reall bothering Hoss.
Hoss appreciated Albert’s silence, and finally managed to get out his question, “I’m kinda worried … it feels like Joe likes ya more than me ….I know it’s silly …”
Albert interrupted, “It’s not silly, I felt that way when Ma and Pa adopted James and Cassandra. I didn’t mean to make it seem like that. I’m sure it’s just the novelty.I’ll try to push him more back at you if you want,” he offered.
Hoss rubbed his hair, trying to figure this out if this would work.He finally figured it wouldn’t hurt. “If ya woudn’t mind, I’d be most appreciative,” he said.
Albert smiled at Hoss, and held out his hand, to shake, “I’ll start tomorrow,” he offered.
Hoss smiled back, “Thanks,” and shook Albert’s hand.
Albert yawned, stretched, and said, “I think I’ll go to bed, if your Pa doesn’t need anything else tonite.”
Hoss couldn’t believe the politeness of this youngster. “I don’t believe so, he already went to bed,” he assured Albert.
Albert nodded his thanks. “Goodnight Hoss,” he said.
“’Night Albert, I think I’ll turn in too” responded Hoss, following Albert up the stairs to bed.
Adam and Joe came back, and quietly let themselves in the house, seeing as no lights were on.
“See, I told ya we coulda stayed in town longer,” Joe said to Adam, “No one’s up,”as his jaw dropped at the sight of Ben at the top of the stairs.
“Have a good time?” Ben asked, with raised eyebrow.
“Yes Pa, it was so exciting to see the town on a Friday night,” Joe gushed on, hoping Pa hadn’t heard his earlier statement.
Adam gave a worn out grin, and added, “It was an experience to see it through new eyes like Joe’s.”
Ben smiled at the two of them, “I’m glad to see you’re home on time boys.Joe, it’s past your bedtime, so go to bed please.”
Joe was about to protest, he wasn’t tired, when a large yawn betrayed him.Darn his body – doing things he didn’t want it to do. “Good night Pa, ‘night Adam,” he said. Then, seeing Pa’s glance, “Thanks for taking me tonight Adam.” He went up the stairs, yawning and stretching the entire way, he really was more tired than he wanted to admit. Soon, he was fast asleep in bed, Bo in his arms, blankets already all twisted up.
Ben waited until the door of the bunkroom was shut. “So, how was it really Adam?” he asked, wanting to hear the story from this side.
Adam gave Ben a look, and Ben walked over to the brandy snifter.“Am I going to need one to hear this story?” he asked Adam somewhat jokingly.
Adam shook his head, “Nah Pa, it wasn’t that bad. Joe and I mainly sat and talked, had a beer each, and then he tricked me into ordering him two sasparillas as well,” seeing Ben’s face, Adam hurried to reassure him, “It’s okay, I really didn’t mind. It was nice to be having fun with him for a change. We got some stuff hashed out, and had some fun, it was worth.”
Ben smiled, “I’m glad it went so well son,” he said.
Adam yawned and stretched, “However, I think I am going to follow Joe and go to bed, I’m worn out and want my energy for tomorrow. Somehow, I think I’m having a contest with someone in terms of amount of fish caught.”
Ben was glad it was such a productive night. He had been worried about his eldest and youngest being alone together, in a bar, in town, away from any other family who might keep their flaming tempers from exploding.“I think I’ll go back to bed too son,good night.”
“Good night Pa,” Adam said, heading to the bunkroom.
Before anyone could have guessed, thundering footsteps awoke them all.All that is, except the one making the noise.As everyone jumped up, they saw Joe, already dressed, making noise, waking them all up. Adam groaned and reached for his pocketwatch, a graduation gift from his grandfather in Boston, as the door opened to admit a ruffled looking Ben. “What is the meaning of this Joseph?” he asked sternly.
Joe looked innocently at Ben, “I wanted to make sure everyone was up this morning, chores need to be done so we can get to the picnic, so I figured the sooner we start, the sooner we can go,” he said eagerly.
This brought a groan, and barrage of pillows, from the rest of the inhabitants of the bunkroom, and a strange look on Ben’s face. “Son, I think we can all sleep until our regular time. The chores I have for today will be finished before lunch which is when I said we would go.Of course, if you want to get started this early, I’m sure I could find some extra chores ….”
Joe quickly cut Ben off, “No, I’ll go back to sleep,” he said, tossing the pillows back at their respective owners. “No need to find extra chores for me,” he reassured Ben.
“Are you sure?” Ben asked with a serious look on his face.“Since you’re already up and dressed and all,” he continued the teasing.
Joe was tugging off his boots, and getting under the covers.“I’m sure Pa,” he said, putting his head on the pillow, “See, I’m already going back to bed.”
Ben finally stopped the joke, “I was just kidding, go back to sleep.
I promise you will get up on time today, when the rest of us get up, and
not before,” he gently reprimanded Joe.
Adam finally managed to speak up, “Wish it was this easy to get him up the rest of the time,” he grumbled, then went back to sleep.
A few hours later, everyone was up and at breakfast. During breakfast, Ben gave out the chores for the day, “Hoss, I want you and Joe to go up to the North pasture and check the fences and catlle up there. Adam, you and I will work on the South pasture. Albert, you will help Hop Sing with the house chores, and take care of the regular chores around the house so that the rest of us can get going right after breakfast.”
Everyone nodded their heads and went about their days. Ben and Adam worked in companionable silence at their chores, having worked together often enough to know what they were doing when they worked together, and each enjoying the peaceful time to contemplate things on their minds.
Albert worked quietly for Hop Sing, getting a few lessons in Chinese and how to do some new things in the house and with herbs, and getting the rest of the chores around the house and barn done quickly. The house and barn chores were easiest for him, he often did them back in Walnut Grove, and though he wouldn’t outright admit it, he enjoyed the chance to do something he was already good at and reminded him of home.
Hoss and Joe, actually Joe, talked on the way to the North pasture.Hoss rode along silently, enjoying the banter and non-stop chatter of Joe that he hadn’t heard in a few days. He realized Pa and Albert had been right – Joe was just taken up with the novelty of Albert, he didn’t like Hoss any less. Hoss was very reassured by this, and tipped his hat a bit while enjoying listening to his younger brother on the way to the chores. Somehow, Hoss knew for a fact, Joe would try to get out of the chores. Hoss vowed to be determined not to let this happen today.
Ben left Adam to finish up at the South pasture while he went home to take care of a few contracts that needed finishing. He saw Albert helping Hop Sing pack the picnic baskets (baskets? Ben wondered, then figured extra food wouldn’t go to waste with Hoss around), and went to his desk to finish up the contracts so he could enjoy himself this afternoon as well without any worries.
Hop Sing and Albert had put a snack out on the table for everyone to eat before heading out on the picnic. Albert was talking to Hop Sing as they placed out the food, “Sure you don’t want to join us Hop Sing? I’m positive Joe won’t mind.”
Hop Sing replied, “No, no, you go have fun, Hop Sing stay here and prepare big supper for return.”
Ben heard this conversation, and decided to try to get Hop Sing to join them as well, “Hop Sing, why don’t you come? I’m sure we’ll get enough fish for supper, and you can’t cook it until we come home anyways.You’re a part of the family too, and it’s a family celebration of Joe’s good work at school,” he pleaded with Hop Sing.
Hop Sing seemed to consider it. “If you sure Mr. Ben, Hop Sing be very glad to come. But must make bread for supper first. Be quick quick,” and Hop Sing disappeared into the kitchen, followed by Albert.
“Hop Sing, wait, I’ll do the potatoes, you do the bread,” he called out, chasing after the Chinese man.
Ben smiled, and went back to his contracts, he was almost done, and he wanted to finish.
Ben put the contracts away and stretched, rubbing his eyes.He needed to talk to Doc Martin about his eyes bothering him after this closeup work. He might need glasses soon, he thought with a groan – the tribulations of growing older.
Ben sat quietly at the table. It had been such a hard time with the contracts and all the legalese in them, Ben was all too happy to sit quietly at the table away from them so he wouldn’t have to look at them again.Could this morning be any worse?The contracts for new horses and cattle were tough to deal with, with all the broken fences that comes with them, loose cattle and horses, horses and cattle that would need to be put down, a crick in his back from all the sitting and leaning over the contracts, a spelling error in a previous correspondence regarding one of the contracts that made him look less trustworthy – the day was just a total disaster.
The odors wafting from the table brought a smile to Ben’s face.Trust Hop Sing to make such a large ‘snack’ to tide them over until the picnic. Just the smell of the soon to happen ‘snack’ was enough to start Ben’s rise from despair. All that lacked was the presence of his three sons. He knew Albert was busy helping Hop Sing in the kitchen and would be out as soon as his three sons arrived.
As if on cue, Ben heard the telltale sounds of three horses riding to the house.He wondered at the lack of voices frim his offspring – this either meant they were all too tired from a good morning’s work, or else …. Ben pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration – they were too mad at each other to speak.Ben fervently hoped it was the former.
A few minutes later, the door to the Ponderosa slammed open and in stalked three silent young men. Ben groaned inwardly at this row of stonily silent faces approaching the table. Each young man grunted what could barely pass as a polite “Hi Pa’ as he pulled his chair to the table.
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