Some people hear their own inner voices with great cleanness.
And they live by what they hear.
Such people become crazy, or they become legends …Tristan Ludlow was bom in the moon of the falling leaves.
lt was a terrible winter.
His mother almost died bringing him into this world.
His father, the Colonel, brought him to me.l wrapped him in a bear skin and held him all that night.As he grew into a man, l taught him the joy of the kill.When the hunter cuts out its warm heart. — setting its spirit free.Colonel Ludlow had three sons, but Tristan was his favourite.

l’d had sons, too …

But they were gone now … Forever.

lt was a very bad time.

The Colonel had tried to help the people.

But it was no use.

So he decided to go his own way.

He wanted to lose the madness over the mountains, he said.

Begin again.

Lose the madness, he said …

And so we lived for many years, and the boys grew strong.

Alfred was the older brother, old even for his years.

Samuel was the youngest.

There was nothing these brothers would not do for him.

They watched over him like a treasure.

One year … l am an old man, l cannot remember the year.
lt was the moon of the red
grass.
lsabel Ludlow, their mother, went away for the winter.
She said the winters were too cruel for her.
She said she was afraid of the bears.She was a strange woman, anyway.
That spring, though, she did not retum.And after that. she did not come much to see us.Alfred wrote her many letters, but Tristan refused to speak of her.His world was here … with me.Every warrior hopes a good death will find him.But Tristan couldn’t  wait. He went looking for his.

l have these letters.

Read them.

They are from all of them. Ludlow … lsabel … Samuel.

The whole family. The whole story.

lt is all written here.

April    

              Dear lsabel, l am not fool enough to try to alter a life already lived.

              But l feel l have not done well raising our sons in this wild place.

              What did l know of children? l was trained to lead men.

              This is infinitely harder.   -William

Dear William,
you take too much responsibility on yourself.
Our sons can find their own paths. They are willful, certainly, –
– but who are we to complain of willfulness.
l have news of Samuel. At a Harvard tea –– he met Miss Susannah Finncannon.

l know it will surprise you greatly, but they are engaged.

This summer he will bring her to Montana to meet you all.

So behave yourself and be as charming as only you can be.   -Isabel

 

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13 thoughts on “Some People

      1. I need to know what Tristan gets up to. And I am afraid Samuel will get his heartbroken!
        Jeez…I need to get myself a life. 🙂
        I would definitely read more if there ever was more.
        Cheers,
        Laura

        1. Dear Laura,
          But what is life without love?
          And reading about it?
          I could tell you to just rent Legends of the Fall…but I won’t. I want to keep you coming back to me!!*;)
          (Evil laugh)
          I am tricky.
          Love,lis
          Xoxo

          1. LOL!
            Good thing you know this story!
            How else would I ever find out more?!
            I am so lucky to have found you. 🙂
            Cheers,
            Laura
            p.s. “My what an evil laugh you have for someone who looks so angelic”. 😀

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