SEPTEMEBER 14, 1861

Richard stood behind the bar thinking about the orphans that had come to town.

He knew he could give one of the boys a good home, but he couldn't live in the rooms above the saloon, but where would they live.

Just then Ted walked in. Then it hit him where they could live. "Hey Ted."

Ted nodded "Yeah Richard?"

"I was hoping you'd stop in today. I wanted to talk to you about something." Richard waited till he had given Ted a sarsaparilla. "I was thinking about building living quarters onto the back of the saloon."

Ted nodded. "May I ask why? You have a room upstairs."

Richard smiled. "Yeah, but I was thinking about adopting one of the boys from the orphan train. We can't live over the saloon."

Ted nodded. "That's true. It's not a place to raise a child. I don't have any objections. Thank you for considering your partner."

Richard smiled. "Thanks. You're welcome. How about another drink?"

Ted nodded and accepted another one. It had been a very hot day, and Ted's mouth had been very dry, so he had quickly drank his first sarsaparilla.

Richard set about drawing up the plans for his new living quarters, so that he could get it built.