Saturday, August 30, 2014

Ada Brownell Brings Something Unique to Journeys To Joy ~ Day Five ~



 Introducing Ada Brownell and something unique to the Journeys To Joy Followers ~

Ada Brownell has chosen to do something a bit different for our week with her. She's brought along the characters from her latest release. 

Come along with me and meet these amazingly developed individuals who make up Ada's novel.  

Post One ~Day Five

MEET STU AND THE JUDGE
From The Lady Fugitive
By Ada Brownell

Profile--Uncle Danforth Schuster—The Judge
The judge is a pompous dome-bellied brute who no longer deserves to be called “Your honor.” The man’s honor chipped away when he began drinking, gambling, rewarding crooks while showing the innocent no mercy. He used a whip on horses and Jenny’s brother, John, and controls every area of Jenny’s life. He’s decided to take a razor strap to her for talking to some young men after one of her performances at the Opera House in Peachville. That likely would make her submissive to him while his wife made a trip to Denver.
The judge knew when Jenny’s father changed his will a few days before dying in a nearby tuberculosis sanitarium that his luck turned. After losing his beautiful home one night in a drunken gambling frenzy, the judge now would have acres of productive peach orchards in addition to a horse ranch and a fully-furnished gorgeous home. Only thing, he needed to keep his brother-in-law's kids around until they were 21, and John already ran off.


MEET THE YOUNG ORPHAN IN The lady Fugitive
Stuart Ripley
(Summary and excerpt)
The urchin who lurked around the stables the previous night had his grimy face against the window, a hand on each side, peeking at William as he dug into his pancakes. Will shoved his chair back with a loud scrape, went to the door, and wiggled his finger at the child. “Come in.”
Shyly the boy, who William estimated to be around age twelve, brought his skinny dirty body toward him.
 “Blanche! You have any more pancakes and bacon back there?”
(Later, Stuart tells William how his parents died of cholera.)
***
Jenny gripped Stuart’s hand. She smiled at the boy. “Have you seen a calf born?”
“Nope, but I’m ready to.” Excitement pulsed from his dirty face.
“I saw one born not too long ago, and the farmer had to help the cow.”
“Wow.”
Maude, the cow named by Valerie, lay on the straw, a low moo flowing from her huge mouth. She was pushing already.
A water sack appeared under Maude’s tail, then broke and fluid squirted. A foot and the calf’s nose followed.
A moo-groan burst from Maude.
Stuart tugged on Jenny’s sleeve, his little face pinched. “She’s sufferin’.”
Jenny patted his head. “I imagine. But it will be over with soon, and we’ll have a happy cow.”
Sure enough, soon the head was out, and then the calf landed behind Maude into the straw.
“Is he dead?”
Maude turned and swiped her baby with her long, wet tongue. The little one shook his head, wobbled, and looked at Mama. The cow licked the calf all over as the tiny critter wiggled about.
Stuart gasped. “He’s alive.”
“Yes.” Jenny laughed. “It’s amazing to me that old girl is giving her baby a bath with the same tongue she picks her nose with.”
“Eeeeeeuuuuu. I think I’m going to vomit.”
“Naw.” Jenny rubbed his hair and dust flew. You’ll be fine. But you can take a hint here. If a Mama cow thinks her baby needs a bath, then I think it might be a good idea for me to suggest one for you.”
“But I don’t have any clean clothes.”
“As soon as we know Maude and the calf are okay, we’re going to town.

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Friday, August 29, 2014

Ada Brownell Brings Something Unique to Journeys To Joy ~ Day Four ~



 Introducing Ada Brownell and something unique to the Journeys To Joy Followers ~

Ada Brownell has chosen to do something a bit different for our week with her. She's brought along the characters from her latest release. 

Come along with me and meet these amazingly developed individuals who make up Ada's novel.  

Post One ~ Day Four  

Old “Grouch” Anderson 

from The Lady Fugitive

 
Character sketches from The Lady Fugitive

“I wouldn’t be surprised if Old Grouch was responsible for the fire. There was gasoline all over the wood. Christian went outside and got several logs and threw them into the fireplace. A big fireball exploded and caught him on fire. He rolled on our rug, and it was set ablaze, along with our settee, cradle, and curtains. I threw water on him, but it was too late.”
Jenny shook her head, clutched her heart, and mouthed, “So sorry.”
“We had no use for gasoline, but Old Grouch Anderson bought a car from Henry Ford so he uses it. I’ve never seen a meaner man than Grouch Anderson. You’d better look out for him. He’s one reason I don’t want to ever come back here.”
***
“Whatcha doing there, girl?”
Jenny lost her balance. She grabbed for a big rock nearby and almost lost the undergarments she planned to wash next.
When she recovered, she stood, knees shaking, the skirt of Valerie’s dress tied between her legs. The wet clothing dripped down her arms. The man, white bushy hair and beard competing for space on his small head, looked wild. His cheek puffed out, obviously full of chewing tobacco.
How had he come in without her hearing him? Had he seen the wanted posters? How would she explain wearing a dress after masquerading as a man? Well, it was none of this old codger’s business.
“My brother needed laundry done. You’d think he could wash his own clothes.”
She spread the garments one at a time, except for the underwear, which she stuck into a sleeve, and hung them over her left arm. She extended her right hand. “My name’s Jennifer. Who are you?”
“Name’s Anderson. Know what Mrs. MacDougal is going to do wid the proppity?” He spat tobacco juice toward a milkweed.
Grouch Anderson. Just as Jenny suspected. “She went to Boston with her father to have her baby. My twin brother is helping to care for the place.”
“She know what caused the fire to flame up like ’at?”                                                      
“You’ll have to ask her. If you’ll excuse me, I need to put these things on the clothesline.”
Grouch trotted off and went straight to the barn. He picked up the new shovel and threw it on his wagon.
“Excuse me, sir, but that’s not your shovel.”
Grouch’s face turned red, but he put the shovel in his wagon and kept looking things over.
Jenny flipped her clothes over the line and ran for the cellar, opening the goat pen gate as she passed. She flew down the steps and loaded her new shotgun.
When she caught sight of Grouch, he had his hands full of tools. She had her mouth open, ready to threaten his life with the full volume of her returned voice. But the goat interrupted, giving the old man a triumphant greeting. Rocky took off like a bull in a fighting arena. His horns connected dead on. Grouch flew through the air and landed in a mud puddle. The tools from his arms went the other way, clanking one at a time as they hit the ground.
Grouch choked and appeared to gag. After he caught his breath, his eyes narrowed. “Awk! Look at me. That hurt. That’s one mean goat. Give me your shotgun, and I’ll fix ’im for ye.”
She lifted the shotgun. The goat had a look of triumph as he stared at the old man. “No, I’m getting so I like Rocky. If I were you, I’d get in my wagon while I could still walk.”

Tune in tomorrow for the next introduction. . . 


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Thursday, August 28, 2014

Ada Brownell Brings Something Unique to Journeys To Joy ~ Day Three ~



 Introducing Ada Brownell and something unique to the Journeys To Joy Followers ~

Ada Brownell has chosen to do something a bit different for our week with her. She's brought along the characters from her latest release. 

Come along with me and meet these amazingly developed individuals who make up Ada's novel.  

Post One ~ Day Three

Meet ValerieMacDougal

 The Lady Fugitive’s unexpected friend

The doors of the cellar Jenny found along the way to sleep in creaked open.
“Papa, I need to get a few things out of my trunk before we go.” The feminine voice had a sense of urgency.
Heart thumping in her chest, Jenny jerked awake and slammed the top hat on her head.
The woman, large with child and draped in a beautiful black dress, jumped.
Jenny mouthed, “Hello,” but no sound came because of her laryngitis. She shrugged her shoulders, pointed to the barn, to herself, and moved to get her blankets.
The woman screamed. She jumped up the steps shrieking.
A man stuck his well-groomed head around the cellar doors. “What are you doing here?”
Jenny pointed to the barn.
The man glared. “He must be a deaf mute.” He wiggled his index finger for Jenny to come out.
The two people stared. Jenny moved into the light, dizzy from the fever, trying to bring them into focus.
“I asked, what are you doing here?” The man clearly wanted an answer. Jenny opened her left hand and took her right and pretended to scribble.
The man rubbed his perfectly combed dark hair with a black glove. “I think this young man wants a pen and paper. I have it in the buggy. Let me get it. We need an explanation.”
A few moments later, he took off his gloves and thrust several blank pages of paper toward Jenny along with a quill. He opened the ink pot.
The man’s brown eyes looked kind.
Jenny dipped the pen and started writing.
I was traveling through here and became ill. My horse is in the barn. I gave him hay and I ate a jar of peaches. I’m sorry. I needed a place to lie down for a while before I continue my journey.
The woman, so large with child Jenny feared the baby might be born any minute, opened her pretty mouth and laughed.
The woman didn’t believe her!
“Father, this young man may be the answer to my prayers.”
The man pulled on his perfectly trimmed mustache. “How?”
“We could leave today, and I could have this baby in Boston. Mother would be so happy.”
The man wrinkled his forehead. “If my grandson comes early, you might have him on the train.”
“Indeed. We have no time to waste. I never want to see this place again, although I hate to leave Christian buried there on the hill.” Tears pooled in her blue eyes and escaped down her cheeks. “Either we can hire this young gentleman to take care of the animals, since we don’t have time to sell them, or we can give everything to him. I never want to come back here, and I don’t want old Grouch Anderson to have the homestead. He did nothing but complain to Christian while we lived here, and as soon as we’d made the five-year requirement to get the deed, he hassled us to sell out.”

Tune in tomorrow for the next introduction. . . 

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Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Ada Brownell Brings Something Unique to Journeys To Joy ~ Day Two ~



 Introducing Ada Brownell and something unique to the Journeys To Joy Followers ~

Ada Brownell has chosen to do something a bit different for our week with her. She's brought along the characters from her latest release. 

Come along with me and meet these amazingly developed individuals who make up Ada's novel.  

Post One ~ Day Two

MEET WILLIAM OF THE LADY FUGITIVE

By Ada Brownell

(Character profile)
     A difficult to control temper pulsed in William O’Casey, his tall body molded by years of jostling hay bales, digging post holes and sometimes getting into a fist fight. But then William gave his heart to Jesus Christ, and that birthed a new William.
     Before, the temper was easy to blame on his Irish roots that beaconed to one and all from his auburn hair and a sprinkling of freckles across his handsome face and rippling arms. Anger had been the root of most of William’s sin.
     Now, gentleness replaced his former vice and he wanted to tell the world about Jesus. His pa bought one of the first  Passion of the Christ moving pictures from a place in France, but after Ma died, Pa had no heart to travel and show it.  William did, so Pa stayed in Iowa to take care of the farm and sent William to Colorado to show the movie and search for his brother, Benjamin.
      Ben got tired slopping pigs and hoeing corn and took off one day for Colorado. Said he was going to establish a business there. But the family hadn’t heard anything from him in a year.
     A natural for a traveling man, William also peddled household goods, small farm tools, garden and flower seeds, and miscellaneous things people who didn’t live close to a general store needed.
     He first saw Jenny at one of her elocution and singing performances at the Peachville opera house. Her beauty, sense of humor, and bubbly personality caught him right in the heart. He wanted to meet her, and he was surprised when she crashed right into his arms.
Well, not on purpose, he was going in the barn to try to sell some things to her uncle when she ran around the corner and slammed into William, shaking , her eyes wide with fright, and gasping for air. He’d heard a loud conversation coming from the barn, but couldn’t distinguish the words.
     Dressed in her riding outfit she looked just as gorgeous as she did on stage as he held her to keep her from falling.
     When she got her breath, he introduced himself. She thanked and greeted him, but in moments ran to the house. Her uncle was still in the barn and William suspected the man, a judge, had something to do with her actions.
William traveled toward Dandelion Corners that evening, spent the night parked near a customer’s barn, and the next morning took off early. Terrorized screams shot through the cool early morning air.  He found Jenny standing on a cot in an abandoned house. A blast from the gun on his hip took care of the snake, and he discovered she’d ridden all night.
     Tenderly he helped her reach Dandelion Corners safely, riding on his high seat, her horse tied to the back of the wagon.
She must have been driven to leaving. Anger tried to rise up, but he resisted. Instead of sympathy, this gal needed help and someone to love her.
     Lord, send someone to Jennifer.

And this is JUST day two ~ tune in tomorrow for the next introduction. . . 

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