Miss Collins Alternate Ending

Jake rode his horse in thoughtful silence. The outlaw’s violent death didn’t bring him the peace he sought, but it did reinforce his need to return to Texas. With few exceptions, the bodies from the Scarlett Rose were unidentifiable and although the sheriff concluded that Duvall must have perished in the explosion, he wasn’t so sure. Something in the kid’s voice, fear perhaps, made him wonder.

Through this situation, Blevin caused conflict and hardship for Rawlin and John Grady, but he allowed John Grady to live the dream. Without the situation, John Grady would not have encountered darkness and suffering, which forced him to grow. The prison, as reality’s rejection, allows John Grady to express ideal qualities of a cowboy. Ironically, these qualities come out because of contrast: prison emphasizes his desire to be unfettered, the threat of his life emphasizes his laid back approach, his confinement emphasizes his nomadic desires, and the lack of concern about a jail brawl stab emphasizes his carefree attitude. Conflict results in darkness, allowing John Grady to live his dream.

concern for her and hoped she appreciated how quick he rushed to her aid. The cut she

Leading the horse to the adjoining pasture, Jackson buttoned his coat, put on his gloves, pulled his stocking hat over his ears and put his cowboy hat over the top Since it was March and there was still a good bit of snow on the ground, he didn’t intend to go far, it was too cold for that. All he wanted was to get the feel of the horse and see how well he responded to him as a rider. For his first ride, he already had quite the audience on the other side of the fence. He mounted the horse and had quite the audience on the other side of the fence for his first ride. Taking the reins, he mounted his horse and queued him into a walk using his voice and legs. Once they were going he put the horse through his paces, first at a trot and then a full

“Okay so we found the bullet, but we need to get it out before it causes more bleeding, so I’m gonna give you some medicine to go to sleep, and when you awake you will be bullet-less and all bandaged up.” The doctor said.

“There was a lot of blood,” an EMT told reporters on the scene. “He must have hit her artery just right.” “She’s very lucky,” the ER nurse on duty confirmed. “She’s got a good chance of surviving,but we’re being really careful. Especially since so many people want to talk to

After her refusal to marry him, John Grady “saw very clearly how all his life led only to this moment and all after led nowhere at all”(pg.254).  The loss of Alejandra leaves John Grady with nothing to fight for. However, he encounters the captain and remembers the horses that were stolen from him. This remembrance of the stolen horses gives John Grady a new purpose in life, to find the horses and bring them

2. At this time, the horses that the narrator rode to and from the train station had gotten sick. Because of the epidemic, he had no way of getting to work or home and was desperately in need of some help. Ethan Frome, who did not even knew the narrator was readily willing to give him a ride. This shows insight about Ethan’s

“Why doesn’t it hurt?” he mumbles to himself, looking down. He doesn’t feel like he’s been shot. The blood confirms that he has, but there’s no pain. The only thing he’s felt at all was a sensation like being punched, when the bullet first went in. And his legs are falling asleep from the strange position he has them in. That’s all.

Trent James was sitting on his bed reading a book. “Trent! Go buy a loaf of bread and a jug of milk.” “Here’s $.50 to get you and your sister some candy.” Trent went to his cooking mother and got the money, then left for the grocery store. Trent was walking down to the local supermarket, which was one block from his house when he heard a squealing animal. It was near, yet distant. He looked over to the playground and started walking to it. He heard the crying sound again. He looked under the slide and saw a puppy crying. He scooped it up and looked for a collar. He didn’t see one. Trent then carried the dog home. “Mom. I found a dog”, Trent said. “A dog?”,Trent’s Mom said. “Yes, a dog.”,Trent said again.

Later that night, as Jake recorded his observations of the town and harbor in his notebook, his mind wandered to Nell’s easy confidence when she navigating around her daddy’s store. He realized that he had seen the Harmony often docked behind Guthrie’s Hardware, and he wondered if it was her boat. Was she working with Lowell? He took a slug of bourbon to wash the image out of his mind. One thing he concluded was that Charlie Lowell could not be the brains behind the rum-running operations that functioned so openly on Front Street. He suspected that the police were being paid off in money or hooch.

She discovered that before her mother passed away, she had stopped the sale of some of their top horses; which were going to be sold at half of their worth. She confronted the farm’s long time horse trainer Casey Hayes, who was taking advantage that Mr. Chenery was not in his right mind due to his failing health. Casey Hayes was supposed to help with decisions involving the horses; however, he was going to sell them to another farm that he had an association with. After firing Mr. Hayes, Penny decided to enlist the advice of a longtime family friend and business associate, Bull Hancock; she walked right into a gentlemen’s only country club to speak with him. Mr. Hayes suggested that she seek out Lucien Laurin, a renowned horse trainer who was retired but he was the

“And the time I fell off a big rock and broke some of my tail spikes? You were there and even made sure I got home safely.” said Tess.

“No, no, NO!” Tomm screamed desperately as he clawed through the air in a pointless endeavor to reach the bedpost. He should have seen the signs. Usually, by this point he would have found a safe place to hide. “I’m sorry! I’M SORRY! I PLEASE PUT ME DOWN! I’M SORRY!”

I was as frightened a mouse, we would get in deep trouble if we were caught looking for Atticus. I said looking at the jail house, “That’s funny, jail doesn’t have an outside light”. When were drawing closer we saw Atticus reading a newspaper on a chair. Scout made started running toward Atticus but I stopped him. I said, “We may not disturb him, he may not like it. Let's go home, I just wanted to see where he was.” I was happy that Atticus was safe but we needed to get back home so no one would find out about this.