Story teller

We were having devotions when I looked out the window and saw an army marching down toward us. I told my family, and then Beth and I went for the barn. We finally hitched up the horses and rode for the house. My family got into the stagecoach as the army was just coming up. We were out of there! But the bad thing was that we had to get to town before the army.

When we got to town we told them what was happening and then my father, Sam, and Bill got down and started toward the wall. And me? Well I was on my way to the next town. Why was I going to the next town? Well, to tell the truth the town needed reinforcements. When we got closer to the next town a band of soldiers came out of the brush and attacked us. Beth and I started to shoot at them as soon as they started to fire. We must have shot the leader for they ran towered the brush again. When we got to town and as soon as they knew what was happening they grabbed their guns jumped on horses and rode off!

We rested the horses and the next day we headed back. When we got to the town the fight was over but Sam had been shot. But the enemy had lost more men then we had!