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From the author of The Great Southern Circus and The Long Road Home
comes the highly anticipated sequel... Snakes, haints, and gators
lie in wait for the Simmons family when they move south to
north-central Florida in 1917. The family faces an uncertain and
frightening future in this strange new land long before paved
roads, electricity or indoor plumbing. With this poignant and
entertaining new book, you can relive the true adventures of a
pioneer family as they climb aboard...The Sandspur Special Praise
for The Great Southern Circus: ..".an engrossing and poignant
testimony to how much times have changed and how our ancestors
endured so many hardships. It is a humbling and accurate portrayal
of a life we can only remotely imagine." --Amazon reviews. "The
Great Southern Circus gives a colorful, passionate insight into the
lives of circus-folk." --Amazon reviews. Praise for The Long Road
Home: "Nick West has once again created an engaging read. With what
I can only imagine is months of research, he weaves his characters'
lives and emotions into the dark days of America's Civil War. A
must-read for history lovers " --Amazon reviews.
From the author of The Great Southern Circus and The Long Road Home
comes the highly anticipated sequel... Snakes, haints, and gators
lie in wait for the Simmons family when they move south to
north-central Florida in 1917. The family faces an uncertain and
frightening future in this strange new land long before paved
roads, electricity or indoor plumbing. With this poignant and
entertaining new book, you can relive the true adventures of a
pioneer family as they climb aboard...The Sandspur Special Praise
for The Great Southern Circus: ..".an engrossing and poignant
testimony to how much times have changed and how our ancestors
endured so many hardships. It is a humbling and accurate portrayal
of a life we can only remotely imagine." --Amazon reviews. "The
Great Southern Circus gives a colorful, passionate insight into the
lives of circus-folk." --Amazon reviews. Praise for The Long Road
Home: "Nick West has once again created an engaging read. With what
I can only imagine is months of research, he weaves his characters'
lives and emotions into the dark days of America's Civil War. A
must-read for history lovers " --Amazon reviews.
A story of old friends caught up in the conflagration of the
American Civil War.
James JohnstonJames had the dream again last night. He was back on
the road with the Great Southern Circus. Randi was riding bareback
on the running white horse, her legs flexing smoothly as she
balanced gracefully with her arms wide spread atop the speeding
animal.
The heavy beat of the circus band matched the pounding of the
horses hooves. Together they seemed to drum against his chest as he
watched her speed around the ring. Her beauty took his breath away,
same as always. A sense of dread crept into his dream. Something
was wrong.
Waking with a cry, and drenched with sweat, he suddenly sat
straight up in the little tent. It took him several seconds to
transition from dream to reality. The jarring boom of cannon shook
the earth and the flash of hundreds lit the sky around him.
The circus was over. Randi was home on Sand Mountain. His old
friends Miles and Duffee were fighting for the Union. He was
wearing the gray uniform of a lieutenant in the Confederate Army
and sleeping here on the cold hard ground near a little
Pennsylvania town called Gettysburg.
While trying to remember if he finished his prayers, he rose
painfully to his feet, pulled on his boots and limped down to the
creek where he sat down on a large rock and splashed cold water
into his face. As he rubbed his eyes and rinsed out his mouth with
the cold spring water, Sergeant Smith walked up leading their
horses.
James thought back to the dream and his old friends from Wisconsin.
"I wonder what outfit that is up yonder?"
Smitty beat his hat against his leg and spat. "Damned if I know.
From what I can see it's a bunch of blue bellies thick as ants at a
church picnic. I'm a feared General Lee has done shit and stepped
back in it this time Lieutenant. If we ever get our asses back to
Virginia hit will be a miracle "
James sighed and pulled on his hat. "Well Smitty, I recon we are
soon gonna find out." Together they swung onto their horses and
rode slowly toward the sound of the cannon.
Randi Madderra
Times were hard on the little Alabama farm. The Union blockade had
all but stopped the availability of dry goods from England. She and
her family had so many patches sewn into their clothes that her
Momma joked that they all looked like Joseph's coat of many colors
from the Bible. Food was scarce and it seemed they were always
hungry.
Their few family heirlooms had been packed into the old circus
trunk and hoisted with great difficulty into the fork of a huge oak
where it was disguised with branches and leaves to keep it safe
from Yankee raiders. She hadn't heard from James in over a year.
Each trip to town was filled with apprehension that she would find
his name there, posted on the window of the general store, where
all the war casualties were listed as they became known. She had
become so afraid to look that her sister had volunteered to make
the weekly trip.
Today Randi sat rocking on the front porch of the old house,
mending clothes and occasionally glancing down the road toward town
for the first glimpse of her returning sister. Catching a sob in
her throat, Randi thought "She ought to be back by now."
Taking two deep breaths to hold back the tears, she stepped down
from the porch onto the hard packed clay and began to walk slowly
toward town. She would meet her sister on the road. She couldn't
wait any longer. She had to know.
A story of old friends caught up in the conflagration of the
American Civil War.
James JohnstonJames had the dream again last night. He was back on
the road with the Great Southern Circus. Randi was riding bareback
on the running white horse, her legs flexing smoothly as she
balanced gracefully with her arms wide spread atop the speeding
animal.
The heavy beat of the circus band matched the pounding of the
horses hooves. Together they seemed to drum against his chest as he
watched her speed around the ring. Her beauty took his breath away,
same as always. A sense of dread crept into his dream. Something
was wrong.
Waking with a cry, and drenched with sweat, he suddenly sat
straight up in the little tent. It took him several seconds to
transition from dream to reality. The jarring boom of cannon shook
the earth and the flash of hundreds lit the sky around him.
The circus was over. Randi was home on Sand Mountain. His old
friends Miles and Duffee were fighting for the Union. He was
wearing the gray uniform of a lieutenant in the Confederate Army
and sleeping here on the cold hard ground near a little
Pennsylvania town called Gettysburg.
While trying to remember if he finished his prayers, he rose
painfully to his feet, pulled on his boots and limped down to the
creek where he sat down on a large rock and splashed cold water
into his face. As he rubbed his eyes and rinsed out his mouth with
the cold spring water, Sergeant Smith walked up leading their
horses.
James thought back to the dream and his old friends from Wisconsin.
"I wonder what outfit that is up yonder?"
Smitty beat his hat against his leg and spat. "Damned if I know.
From what I can see it's a bunch of blue bellies thick as ants at a
church picnic. I'm a feared General Lee has done shit and stepped
back in it this time Lieutenant. If we ever get our asses back to
Virginia hit will be a miracle "
James sighed and pulled on his hat. "Well Smitty, I recon we are
soon gonna find out." Together they swung onto their horses and
rode slowly toward the sound of the cannon.
Randi Madderra
Times were hard on the little Alabama farm. The Union blockade had
all but stopped the availability of dry goods from England. She and
her family had so many patches sewn into their clothes that her
Momma joked that they all looked like Joseph's coat of many colors
from the Bible. Food was scarce and it seemed they were always
hungry.
Their few family heirlooms had been packed into the old circus
trunk and hoisted with great difficulty into the fork of a huge oak
where it was disguised with branches and leaves to keep it safe
from Yankee raiders. She hadn't heard from James in over a year.
Each trip to town was filled with apprehension that she would find
his name there, posted on the window of the general store, where
all the war casualties were listed as they became known. She had
become so afraid to look that her sister had volunteered to make
the weekly trip.
Today Randi sat rocking on the front porch of the old house,
mending clothes and occasionally glancing down the road toward town
for the first glimpse of her returning sister. Catching a sob in
her throat, Randi thought "She ought to be back by now."
Taking two deep breaths to hold back the tears, she stepped down
from the porch onto the hard packed clay and began to walk slowly
toward town. She would meet her sister on the road. She couldn't
wait any longer. She had to know.
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