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    The First Sunrise Of Life
    The First Sunrise Of Life
    The First Sunrise Of Life
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    The First Sunrise Of Life

    By Doreen Milstead

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    Racing The Wind For Her Cowboy - Two men in one small town, a bad boy and a rancher, send away for a mail order bride; the only problem is -- one woman arrives on the train a few weeks later. A rivalry develops between the younger and older man and the gorgeous, talented and cultured mail order bride from Germany.

    Traveling Blind To Her Teacher In California - An English woman, blind since birth and an orphan, makes the long journey alone to a teacher in California who doesn’t know she can’t see. She is worried about what he will say and reject her, but a few days after she arrives they each bring out their true feelings a little bit about their daily lives and start to fall in love, especially after her new husband asks her a big favor about one special boy in his class. This is a beautiful story about love and understanding.

    If Wishes Were Horses, Beggars Would Ride - An English woman, first a scullery maid then an indentured servant in New York, escapes to become a mail ordered bride thanks to the assistance of a young nun. Her husband is eager to get married, but only after they become acquainted. A crisis as they head into town one day gets the ball rolling.

    Pregnant & Widowed & Headed For The Gentleman Farmer In Montana - An English woman, recently widowed and pregnant, decides to head for a farmer in Montana that she’s been corresponding with. The only problem she foresees is how he’ll react when he hears the news, as she’s delayed telling him for a while. Also, there’s a cowhand on the farm who appears to be jealous of her marriage with his boss, because he looks at her as an intruder in her own home.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSusan Hart
    Release dateDec 25, 2016
    ISBN9781370406227
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      The First Sunrise Of Life - Doreen Milstead

      The First Sunrise Of Life

      By

      Doreen Milstead

      Copyright 2017 Susan Hart

      Racing The Wind For Her Cowboy

      Traveling Blind To Her Teacher In California

      If Wishes Were Horses, Beggars Would Ride

      Pregnant & Widowed & Headed For The Gentleman Farmer In Montana

      Racing The Wind For Her Cowboy

      Synopsis: Racing The Wind For Her Cowboy - Two men in one small town, a bad boy and a rancher, send away for a mail order bride; the only problem is -- one woman arrives on the train a few weeks later. A rivalry develops between the younger and older man and the gorgeous, talented and cultured mail order bride from Germany.

      The two men stepped onto the wooden planks of the sidewalk outside the storefront of ‘Pretty Brides From Back East.’ They glanced at each other briefly before going into the office, either looking for courage to do it or for a sign that the deal was off. It was 1871 and in the newly minted silver mining town of Marlboro Valley, Colorado, men outnumbered women ten to one. The two men were tired of being caught up in that depressing statistic.

      One of the suitors in search of a bride was a former outlaw with intensity and arrogance vibrating through his young body and fire blazing in his eyes. Cody Johnson was his name - a strapping young man of twenty-two years who sported spiky black hair, dense brown eyes and a long black duster with silver studs that gave a person a whiff of sex and danger when he passed by.

      The women in the town all found him extremely attractive - riveting was more like it. It didn’t matter if they were married, spoken for or loose with their morals, women loved the looks of Cody Johnson. For the man, though, none of those women were suitable enough to become his bride.

      The other bachelor was rancher Brigham Whitestar, known as Brig to his plentiful group of friends. Brig was thirty one years old with startlingly ice-blue eyes in a weathered face, dusty wheat-colored hair and clothes that fit the man - a silver studded leather vest, soft pants that showed plenty of wear and a chambray shirt opened down the chest just far enough to make a woman drool. He dressed that way because he was a cowboy rancher who rode his land every day and because he wanted to.

      Brig was his own man in every way, and he was particular about his women, too; which is why he was stepping onto that porch at the office of a mail order bride operation. His bride would be handpicked. He wanted a woman to share his life, a woman who would provide companionship and who would easily and willingly fit into the little nooks and crannies of a cowboy rancher’s life.

      Silver mining what the root of the Marlboro Valley and silver jewelry was the keepsake of most of its citizens - a status symbol. Women loved the local jewelry made with precious stones such as amethysts or turquoise, a lot of which also came from the hills of the valley. At parties and dances, the soft amber light of lanterns glanced and sparked off the handmade jewelry like the stars in the sky that twinkled over these open-air events.

      But, it’s important to understand the real value of the silver ore and jewelry that seemed to just spring out of Marlboro Valley. It brought business there. Investors, silver craftsmen, buyers and residents who not only came to buy, but to build the town into an economically sound place for people to live and raise families. As the town’s population grew, so did the need for more businesses, like grocers and tack shops and blacksmiths and, well, saloons.

      Saloons meant drinking and card playing, and those fun pastimes meant women. But they weren’t the marrying kind of women - just temporary relief to men who spent their days in the mines, on ranches, or in the stores, working hard to make a living and build a life. Like all the other businesses, one need often creates another, thus the mail order bride office that had opened to fill the need for the marrying kind of women that several of the local men needed but couldn’t find in the valley.

      Though it appeared the two men had come together, that wasn’t the case at all. Men were competitors when it came to marriage-suitable women due to the short supply. Even if it was a mail order bride, there was still a get to her first attitude that was pervasive.

      Brig and Cody arrived at the doorway to the mail order bride agency at exactly the same moment. They looked at each other again and suddenly, Brig’s hand grabbed the doorknob, turned it, and pushed inwards. Never one to be last, Cody attempted to walk through at the same time so they were both stuck in the doorway, trying to get to the man in the office as fast as humanly possible.

      Cody cursed under his breath, as the married couple that were the proprietors of Pretty Brides Back East, looked up. Brig removed his hat immediately but Cody didn’t. They hovered over the couple’s desk like two skinny vultures, glaring at each other.

      May we help you, gentlemen? the man asked.

      I’d like to see what women you have, Brig said softly.

      The woman looked up at Cody. "You, sir...what may we help you with?"

      Uh...me too…same as him. He jerked a thumb at Brig. I want a woman as well.

      Not the same one, I hope, the proprietor said, jokingly but seriously. "We’re not that sort of agency."

      Neither Brig nor Cody saw the humor in the attempted joke. The man quickly pulled out two chairs for his customers.

      Gentlemen, he began, sliding two large catalogues across the desk toward them, "browse through these. My wife and I will be happy to answer any questions you might have. When you’ve made your decision about a lady, just let us know and we’ll help you finalize the transaction.

      You make it sound like we’re here to buy farm supplies, Cody said, pulling one of the books to a spot in front of him. I’m looking for a bride, not a plow.

      I’m sorry if it sounded that way, the man said. I respect you gentlemen, the ladies we represent and the purpose of your business here. Please, look through these to see if you have any interest in a woman who seems suitable to be your wife. There are some excellent candidates on those pages.

      That sounds better, Cody said, opening the cover of the catalogue he had selected.

      Brig looked over at his competitor, appreciating the way he had set the man straight. He hated for his purpose to be diminished to a shopping spree. It was much more important and serious to him - just like it appeared to be for the flashy cowboy that sat beside him.

      One question, Brig said. What is the process from the point of selecting someone from this book?

      The man took on his best business face.

      "We’ll take a deposit from you and contact the lady or ladies you select - on your behalf, of course.

      Both Cody and Brig poured through the books, reading page after page of biographies and facts about women who wanted to become a bride to a man who needed whatever she was offering in terms of a marriage. After several pages, it was obvious most of the women said the same things in terms of what they were in search of, the only major difference being their personal information and where they were now living.

      As it turned out, both men selected women from another country. Their experience with women who had already arrived in the east, or who had been born there, probably influenced their decisions.

      Cody found his woman first and showed the man the page he had selected. They moved to another desk where Cody filled out a form, paid a deposit and asked about how he might contact the woman directly.

      You can’t, the man said. We prefer that you wait until she arrives here to establish personal contact. Some of these women are leaving home as young ladies whose parents would forbid them doing so.

      They are coming here legally, though, aren’t they? I don’t want any trouble with the law.

      Oh most definitely they are legal, and of legal age to be married. We don’t have any laws in Colorado regarding age yet, but there is a given age where it is morally appropriate.

      And what is that, Cody asked, curious but not concerned.

      Eighteen. We don’t have any women in those catalogues that are under the age of eighteen, which happens to also be the legal age in most European countries where most of the ladies are coming from to America. You have nothing to worry about Mr.….ah…

      Johnson, Cody filled in the blank with a little impatience at the man’s lack of knowing his customer’s name. Fine. I just don’t want to be involved in transporting women across the big pond only to find out its an illegal thing.

      Certainly, I can understand that, the man said, folding Cody’s cash deposit and sticking it in his pants pocket. "Nothing to worry about, Mr. Johnson. We’ll be in touch as soon as we hear something from this young lady.

      Cody took another look at Brig as he went out the door. The other man was now pouring through the pages of the book where Cody had found a young woman who sounded perfect for him. There were no pictures, which concerned him. But, it also made it necessary to look at the qualities of the women, not just their looks, which he had heard, were the first thing about a woman that disappeared. He wanted a life companion, not a beauty queen. But, he also wanted her to bee presentable in looks.

      Just as Brig took the book to the man at the other desk to pay his deposit and complete the paperwork for his mail order bride, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Cody reining back his stallion in preparation to leave town. Brig wondered what sort of woman that wild cowboy had picked, but he was really more concerned that his own choice would be the right one for him.

      Back at his rather nice house, Cody poured himself a drink of whiskey, sat down at his kitchen table and contemplated what he had just done.

      A bride by mail, he thought to himself. I would never in a million years have thought it necessary for me to resort to finding a wife from a catalog of women who are probably as desperate to come to america as I am to find a wife. I’m a decent looking man whose never had a problem finding women to date, why couldn’t I find a woman to marry among the many who pass through the valley.

      But Cody knew the answer to the question already. He was selective, no, picky. Cody Johnson was a picky man when it came to women who he would invest any personal time in - and that meant romance. He had never been in love in his life.

      Brig felt excited about his success in locating a woman he thought would be perfect for him and his prospering cattle ranch. She seemed strong, determined and educated, a quality which was necessary for the well-read man. It wasn’t enough to be a partner in sex and housekeeping, Brig wanted more.

      He wanted a woman who could carry on an intelligent conversation, raise children and help him build his ranching empire that he had long envisioned to be his destiny. Politics were in the horizon of his mind’s eye, so that meant that a lady on his arm had to look and act that part, too.

      When Brig got back to his modest, one-bedroom home, he began laying out plans for how the house could be enlarged, what furniture and other appointments a woman might want and even to what patch of ground around the house would make the best flower garden. He knew enough about women to know they always wanted flowers.

      In Bavaria, Greta Stein carefully selected the clothes that she would take with her to America. She knew nothing of the climate or the dressing habits of women in Colorado. Much less did she know about the man she had agreed to marry. He was her age, he owned a flourishing ranch and he wanted a wife. And, obviously, he had selected her to be that wife.

      Those were the facts as had been sent to her by a friend in the states who owned a matchmaking business. That friend and her husband had been the ones who first piqued her interest in doing such a strange thing as becoming a mail order bride. Right or wrong, best for her or not, Greta was committed to the experience, and now, to this man named Brigham Whitestar.

      It was going to be an interesting escapade quite different from Greta’s heritage and current state of living.

      Greta was the daughter, the oldest daughter of two, of a Bavarian diplomat who had long encouraged her to find a way to the United States, a new country with lots of promise for young people. Her father had been there, he had seen the prosperity, and what was more, he had followed the westward migration of people who were either gold prospectors or entrepreneurs. Money wasn’t an object for her, but the desire to leave her much loved country was. Especially to leave it for parts unknown and a marriage that could be utter disaster.

      But the marriage could also be her one chance at happiness - a chance that remaining in Bavaria her whole life might not be realized. She knew the local chaps, and Greta also knew that if one of them wanted to marry her, it would only be for her family’s wealth and not for love.

      She was an attractive woman, but she was also a little different than most other women in the country of her birth. Greta was highly educated, having a university degree from one of the best colleges in Europe, and she was very choosy about men.

      She wanted someone on her level, a man who could talk about national interests, politics and mums. Greta loved mums. She loved all flowers, of course, but mums were her favorite of all.

      Moreover, Greta wanted some adventure in her life. The beautiful Bavaria had grown stale in her mind, not the breathtaking scenery or the nature of the hills and valleys, but the everyday life of it. There seemed to be nothing new, nothing to look forward to but more of the same as she had done the previous day.

      Having spent four years away from home

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