Chapter One
Bear Attack
My name is Cheyenne Cody Jones, a fur trapper, X stagecoach driver and Sheriff” for a short time in the little town of Jasper Creek, Wyoming. “ Born in 1844 in Laramie, Wyoming.”My life was almost gone but given back to me by someone very special.
“I, awake, to the sound of raindrops falling lazily on the leaves. Starting to stretch I feel an agonizing pain in my stomach and all of a sudden realize that what I thought was a bad dream is real and very true. Fully awake now and realizing that I have been attacked, my vision is blurry as I strive to open my eyes, and look around. Thinking it is just because, I'm not awake yet but as I wipe my eyes, I see blood on my hands and realize that my blurred vision is due to blood all over me. Struggling to sit up, it all comes back in my memory.
Riding briskly along headed to check my traps, suddenly a grizzly sprang from the bushes and as my horse spooked, off I came. Hitting the ground with a thud, the bear on top of me instantly. Feeling his sharp teeth tear into my body with enormous pain no doubt screams of fright coming from my mangled body. The will to survive extends beyond all pain and suffering. Close to passing out, struggling to get to my hunting knife. Feeling my flesh being torn away, one bite at a time. I must have passed out and the bear thinking I was dead, stopped the attack and left me there.
Looking, down the ravine and seeing the mangled body of my horse, and realizing that the grizzly has killed and eaten a portion of the carcass. The Bear has gone but he may return soon. Possibly to eat more on the dead horse, and attack again if he sees I am not dead. Realizing my body is mangled and my clothes torn and soaked with blood, I strive to get to my feet. I must make an attempt to get to my horse. I need my Winchester in case he returns or I will have no chance at all.
Trying to get to my feet, the pain is more than I can bear. Laying back down on the ground, thinking I will rest for a bit and give it another shot shortly. Basically falling back to the ground, I let out a shriek as the pain of torn flesh and blood pulls from my clothes as I hit the ground. Laying my head back and closing my eyes to try and gather my thoughts. I feel I'm going to pass out and sure enough I do suddenly.
The next thing I remember is hearing the footsteps of someone coming toward me, the crackling of the twigs as the footsteps get closer. I open my eyes, but am too weak to raise my hand. Saying a prayer that it isn't the Crow Indians because they are on the warpath. Suddenly I feel a hand brush across my face. I slowly opened my eyes to the most beautiful Indian woman I have ever seen. Hoping and praying that she is alone and has compassion and will help me. Realizing being a white man and her an Indian squaw, it puts her in a precarious situation.
Angel in Disguise Description:
This book is the first book in a three book western fiction series. The second book is Jasper Creek Lives On, and the last book is called The Good and Bad in God’s Country. It is centered in and around the town of Jasper Creek Wyoming. The life and times of the people there. Lots of love, and good times, but also the bad things that happen in life.
