oom: white oaks, new mexico

Doc still felt just a tad bit hungover from the drink -- he can't remember what it was -- he'd had the night before at the Bar but he didn't let it show as they stepped through the door from Milliways and into the 'rooming establishment' in White Oaks.

The town was different. There was a church, and soon they would think about a school house, and then the railroad, and that meant cleaning it up and getting it proper for the people in the town...but this was White Oaks. This was supposed to be a town where they could be safe. Where they could relax.

At least tonight, they could relax, then head for Ol' Mexico in the morning.

Even rough, tough, trail riding cowboys needed a break, every once in awhile, and it was no secret that if you wanted a break, that one of the best places in the entire territory to take that break was at Lady Jane's.

"Well I'll be hogtied and sent to Hades, Billy!"