food, which he shared, and he disconnected the surrey from poor Harry, connected his own horse to it, and drove us into town.â
Dr. Dunaway took up the story. âSome of our seamier citizens took over then. They became incensed at seeing a white woman with a Chinaman. They pulled her down from the surrey and threatened to kill her if Mr. Wang didnât go with them. When Mrs. Harrison tried to protest, they took a bullwhip to her.â
âWhy didnât someone in the town try to intercede?â Duff questioned.
âMost were too frightened to do anything and some, I am sorry to say, agreed with what was happening.â
âHow long before Mrs. Harrison and the child will be able to travel?â
âOh, they can travel now,â Dr. Dunaway said. âI have put a lotion and bandages on her back to keep down the infection. And, as I said, the baby is strong as a horse.â
Duff smiled at Mrs. Harrison. âThen I suggest we go down to the stagecoach depot and put you on the next coach to Cheyenne.â
âOh, I canât take the coach. If I do, I wonât have enough money to buy the train ticket.â
âWhere is your surrey?â
âI donât know.â Mrs. Harrison shrugged. âI donât know what happened to it or to my luggage. My baby and I have no clothes except for what Iâm wearing.â
Duff offered a suggestion. âYou no longer have need of your surrey. Suppose I give you three hundred dollars for it? That will give you enough money for a coach ticket and for new clothes.â
âThree hundred dollars? Why, even if I could find it, I donât know if it is worth that much.â
âDonât worry about it. Iâll find it.â
Tears formed Mrs. Harrisonâs eyes. She reached out to take first Duffâs hand, then Wangâs hand. âI thank you both, so much. I canât help but feel that Michael is in heaven, looking down on us, and that, somehow, he sent the two of you to me. God bless both of you.â
Sky Meadow Ranch, Wyoming
Duff and Wang Chow reached the ranch and dismounted.
Elmer Gleason, Duffâs foreman and friend, came out to greet them. âWhatâs this Chinaman doinâ here?â
âHe has come to work for us.â
âReally? Just what kind of work do you have in mind for âim?â
âHeâs going to cook.â Duff handed his reins to a cowboy and nodded to Wang to do the same.
âWell, Chinamen have been known to make pretty good cooks.â Elmer glared at the young Chinese man.
Wang returned Elmerâs gaze with an expression of trepidation.
Then Elmer smiled and stuck his hand out. âWei biao shi win hou. Huanying.â
Wang Chowâs smile was broad as Elmerâs, and he took the foremanâs hand and shook it enthusiastically. âWei biao shi win hou .â
âElmer, would you be for telling me what you and the young Celestial lad just said?â
âI just said hello, and I welcomed him. He said hello back to me.â
âI had no idea you could speak Chinese.â
âI made enough ports of call in China when I was a sailor to pick up some of the lingo.â To Wang he said, â Wo cunzai Elmer.â He pointed to himself.
âElmer,â Wang repeated, pointing to Elmer. He pointed to himself. â Wo cunazi Wang Chow.â
Duff chuckled. âI see thereâs no need to introduce you, youâve already done that.â He motioned for them to walk toward the house.
âSo heâs going to be a cook, huh? Thatâs a good idea of yourân, gettinâ a cook instead of passinâ it off among all the cowboys. Some of âem is so bad itâs a wonder we ainât none of us been pizened afore now.â
âWang canât cook.â
âWhat? Whoever heard of a Chinaman who canât cook? Is he tellinâ the truth, Wang? You canât cook?â
âHe tells