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CHAPTER 12 :CITIES OF THE SALT PLAINS

When you doubt God, doubt the truth of his Word, you are in essence thrusting your fingers into His wounds, causing Him agony and defiling yourself. By touching God's wounds, even if only symbolically, you prove yourself to be a low and loathsome creature, a maggot worthy only of destruction.
This I know, for I was such a maggot.
Gospel of Thomas the Doubter


August 12, 1870

There are two mysterious ghost towns in Northern Arizona approximately sixty miles apart, Spanish Gulch and Jeziah. The first was a town populated by Hispanics, strong in their Roman Catholic beliefs and strong in their pursuit of a life unhindered by an oppressive God. Jeziah on the other hand was a smaller community made up of fervent Mormons, pioneers and missionaries to this new land of Arizona. Although quite different they met a very similar fate.

They were visited, judged and found lacking by Donegal Ryan.

Spanish Gulch was actually named Town of the Ravine but the Americanos in power had renamed the town. It had a population of close of a thousand, mostly Hispanic sheepmen and farmers, although the official language was English, Spanish was the tongue heard most often.

Donegal Ryan and Jeff Bolane rode into town and were met with the usual stares of curiosity and amusement, however the slogans they had painted on their wagon canvas were also met with glares from many of the more devout Catholics in the area.

Bolane and Ryan had an unusually hard time in getting merchants to put up their placards. Nor would the town Constable allow them to nail them on trees, telegraph poles or abandoned buildings. They were not granted a permit to perform inside the town square or anywhere in the town.

The general mood of the town was antagonistic if not overtly hostile. Donegal Ryan felt his rage rising at these backsliders, at these already damned pagans so entrenched in their false papist creed that they could not see the light when it shone upon their face.

God was running out of patience!

Bolane and Ryan played their first show to a very sparse crowd filled with hecklers. Bolane had trouble summoning snakes, only getting about a dozen slithering up to the wagon.

Donegal Ryan's portion of the show was roundly booed.

The second show had a much greater response in terms of the audience. It seemed like most of the town had showed up, if only to boo and heckle the performers. Bolane suffered through name calling and ribald comments without breaking his patter, yet Ryan could see an angry flush fill his face.

When Donegal Ryan began his second show he was immediately showered with rotten vegetables and animal dung. Amidst the laughing crowd, he closed up the stage and had Bolane drive away.

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