It was the year of 1881 (eighteen years before the Blackwater incident) and it was a nice day: the sun was shining, some clouds in the sky and the temperature was comfortable with the slight breeze.
Arthur Morgan was walking through Blackwater with Hosea. They were in town to get some supplies and things Pearson and some of the others needed, so they had the buggy with two Morgans pulling it. one was a Bay Roan; thhe other Palomino.
"Hey Hosea, do you mind going to the station to get the mail and mail off Pearson's letter?" Arthur asked as he parked the cart and he got down and he hitched the horses and he handed the letter to Hosea.
"Yeah, no problem. make sure you get some extra sugar and extra flour, Mrs Wilson was wanting to make some pastries" Hosea said and Arthur nodded and the two split ways.
Arthur went into the general store and he handed the grocer the list sense even though Arthur could read, he couldn't ever read Mrs Wilson's handwriting. While the grocer and his helper gathered the items and loaded the cart, Arthur looked around the shop, not looking for anything in particular.
While Arthur was in the General Store, Hosea Matthews went into the station "Im here to send this letter and to collect mail for Klaus Morgan" Hosea said to the teller who ran the mail side of the ticket booth
"Klaus Morgan? by any chance is he related to an Arthur Morgan?" The teller asked, looking a little troubled
Hosea was a little startled but didnt show it "Possibly, may i ask why?"
"Well a pretty little lady brought me a basket thats supposed to go to Arthur Morgan, but its urgent" the teller said awkwardly and he lifted a wicker picnic basket and on the lid was a note for Arthur Morgan and Hosea knew that handwriting
"Mr Klaus knows him. I can take it to my boss and he can make sure it gets to mr Morgan" Hosea said and he took the basket, a little surprised by the weight.
'maybe she just has more supplies than usual' he thought as he left the station with the mail and the basket.
"A basket Hosea?" Arthur asked with a chuckle when Hosea returned and the basked was set in the back with the groceries
"Its labeled with your name. Did you forget to tell Anna the new name?" Hosea demanded from the 25 year old.
"uh...maybe" Arthur said sheepishly after a moment of silence
Hosea let out a groan and then he smacked Arthur's arm "How many times have Dutch and I told you that you have to be careful who you see and if they're gonna be a regular, tell them the name. And how many times do i have to tell you to not use your real name?" Hosea scolded, "its very easy for word to get out that we are here. and you have no excuse for forgetting what the name is cause we made it easy"
Arthur winced at the scolding. "Sorry Hosea" he said with a sigh as he drove the cart "whats in it anyway?"
"I dont know, you get to open it with dutch and i to see what it is and if its going to be some kind of danger" Hosea said, annoyed at the boy he and dutch raised. "i thought you were smarter than this Arthur. you have to be careful. lack of care like this is very dangerous and there is more than just yourself to worry about"
The rest of the trip was quiet as they went back to the camp and they parked and the two got out and Hosea grabbed the basket "Mac, Davy, Bill, unload the cart" he ordered, "Arthur come on!"
Arthur hurriedly followed one of his father figure's to the tent of the other father figure.
you see, Dutch Van der Linde and Hosea Matthew started this gang (the Van der Linde Gang) and they had taken in Arthur when he was only fourteen. Arthur was an unruly fourteen year old. The two raised the boy and taught him to read, write, shoot, and any other needed skills. then they had even taken in and raised fourteen year old John Marston, while the others of the group joined because they ether needed shelter, were useful, or saved the life of one of the members. The gang goes by the morals of Robin Hood. Rob from the rich and give to the poor.
"Whats going on out there Hosea?" Dutch looked up from one of his Evelyn Miller books. he closed the book and set it down when hosea had pulled the 'door' of the tent closed when Arthur had followed him inside.
"Arthur is playing a dangerous game. Apparently he forgot to give Anna the name and i wanted you to present to see whats in the basket she left for Arthur."
Dutch looked at Arthur with a disappointed look. "No doubt that Hosea already lectured you, but keep in mind next time, sense your name is on the basket, it wouldnt be hard for them to put something in it that wouldnt be very kind" Dutch said calmly
the three men looked at the basket with the name "Arthur Morgan" scrawled neatly on a note on top. Arthur took the name tag off and he opened the basket, shocked at the sight of a sleeping baby in the basket. A letter was in there with the baby.
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