Welton Novels

"White Bear Clan"                                                                          

JOHN O'LEARY

U.S. MARSHAL

ISBN:1-60441-163-5

                    

After only receiving a small sum of the family inheritance, which in 1850 was a lot of money, the man went west to make his fortune. John O’Leary’s adventures while he was making his fortune as a trader of weapons. Helping, a friend out, he became a U.S. Marshal. Through the years, his tracking, arresting or having to kill outlaws. Marring a young girl whose brother-in-law was an outlaw and her short lived life in there marriage of one week. John swore to chase the men responsible for her murder.

After almost dieing and the brutal way his wife died. John O’Leary promised himself to ride to Hell and back in bringing the killers to justice. He tried to turn in his badge but the judge he worked for told him to bring the outlaws to justice his own way. John O’Leary, Crazy Bear and Lem Dew of the White Bear Clan, helped in track the outlaws across the Kansas and Indian Territory, which later became Oklahoma, John got the job done. He found all but one of the men but a Texas Ranger showed up to tell John the other man he was looking for was already dead. 

The horse herd stolen by outlaws, that John had gathered over the years. With the help of friends, he pursued the stolen herd and made new friends along the way. He helps strangers whenever they needed the help. His almost brother-in-law, Lem Dew, took the horse herd from the outlaws. The outlaws stole the herd again and the uncle and tribe, of Lem Dew’s adopted Cheyenne Indian sons, attacked the outlaws and brought the horse herd home to Lem Dew.

John’s parts of helping others to build a settlement form three buildings to an enterprising large town. Taking in a small boy, whose parents were dead, John found out the boy was his dead wife nephew. Before John O’Leary died, he gave the wealth of his to Seth Mountain, his dead wife’s nephew and Lotus Wang, an old friend’s daughter, as a wedding present.

John went to visit an old friend in 1906 and the only man he had left alive which killed Glenda, John’s wife, killed John. The large funeral given to John O’Leary by his friends, who were Governors, Judges, Texas Rangers, and U.S. Marshals and outlaws, that respected him as an honest man.

 

                                                              From the book

It looked like there might be trouble over at the Sheriffs office. Stepping up to the tie rail in front of the store, John jacked a shell into the rifle. The man on the left started turning and John saw a shotgun in his hands. John put a shot in the man’s direction and as he was jacking another round into the rifle, John saw the smoke from the shotgun. John felt like a mule had kicked him in the chest. John flew off his feet backward and hit something causing him to black out. There was a lot of shooting going on. John thought he was dieing because his life was coming before him. He was remembering his childhood and the big ships in Nantucket Bay.

He could fell the warmth of the sun shining on his face. It was a very nice day, the sun was shining and it was getting warmer. The snow was starting to melt out in the sun and that is the sign of spring coming. Here in Nantucket near the ocean it’s nice to watch the big ships come in from the ocean. However, setting here and watching ships and doing nothing had finally got to John.

Two summers ago, he went on a clipper ship, which sailed to Charleston and back. The crew always made fun of him for his size of a hundred-fifty pounds of solid muscle man, standing five foot ten inches and slender as a lean panther, dressed in a fancy suit. Because of him being sick and throwing up everyday, by the time John returned from his voyage, John had lost about twenty pounds from being sick and he knew then the sailing life for him wouldn’t be. John would like to see the world or at least part of it and do something for him self.

Being the fifth son there isn’t much to expect. John’s oldest brother gets the business and the rest of them can work for our brother or hit the road and find something for ourselves. Two of John’s brothers are working in the mill at Yarmouth. Jobe the brother next to John took the 500 dollars allotted to each of us and left for New York City to find a position. The rest could stay on and worked there at the mill, for a salary of ten dollars a week.

John couldn’t stand the smell of the whale oil fumes when they render the whale meat that came in on the ships. Over at Baxter’s Gristmill, John could work and grind the corn and wheat. Baxter would pay John twenty dollars a month and meals. John just might take the 500 dollars and head west.

The fur trappers, which came from the west on ships around the horn and trappers waiting to catch a ship to go back west, John had heard a lot of the stories they told. Several had told him to buy alcohol or guns, which were good for hunting, and John could make a fortune. He could up the price ten times more than what he had paid for them in the east.

Down at the locate pub drinking one night, John happened to see a man, that he thought might be a bear. He was over six feet tall and long muscular arms and big hands. He looked to weigh in at over two hundred pounds. John knew that his tailor would have to use a lot of cloth to make him a suit of clothes. In the introduction, John found the man’s name was Gabe Higgins. It seemed that he had been a trapper, turned trader, and they talked about the possibility of getting together and trying a foray, which John had been thinking on doing.