Joshua “Hambone” Jones, was just thankful that all whites wasn’t the same concerning slavery. Least, he was more thankful to Sledge Hammersmith, who rescue him, from a hanging, by one, of the many supporters, of racism since slavery was outlawed?
Under Sledge Hammersmith, he was taught to defend for himself, from threats. While, still aware that every day his life was in danger. Similar to Hammersmith’s every since he became sheriff in this small Texas town. The former union captain wasn’t too popular with the southerners since he started enact laws for the citizens, of his town to abide by.
And, faced all kinds, of opposition since, he decided to make the former slave, one, of his deputy. Sure, he knew the protest would come just not, from his deputies. Who in time simmer their protest? But, from a place that held back nothing, if it wasn’t designed, by H.G Duncan.
He once was , a judge, a sheriff, an mayor, of the town. And, now the richest rancher within, the closest town to San Antonio, Texas. He never was, a friend, of Sledge Hammersmith, and truly disgusted with his decision to hire a former slave, as a lawman.
So, when his hire guns shot down the one man that stood up to him on many fronts. Duncan, was under the impression that he would assume dictating the will, of the people. People, he mostly employed simply for the facts, he owned Duncan, Texas.
And, since his main nemesis was deceased. He felt there was no one to stand in his way. Since, most of the deputies had abandon their post. All except, Joshua Jones, the former slave known to the town, as Hambone. Who, by the bylaw, of the town was the next man in line to be sheriff? Although, he never really wanted the responsibility the job contains.
But, he remember the one comment Sledge Hammersmith told him when he was swore in to be his first deputy.”People will see your color but, they will live to fear your gun”, because action speaks louder than words ever said.
With every step, he takes to uphold the laws started, by his predecessor. He find many disobeying them. His good faith conversation finds him being called all the things he been called all his life. With, the strength, of his former employer bravery in tough times. He has been able to over look certain factors concerning the color, of his skin. Least , until he was approached, by Sidney Wicks, a hire gun, who volunteer to eliminate Joshua Jones, for free.
“Color boy!?” He yells to Sheriff Jones. “Or, do you prefer to be call nigger boy?” The tall slim brown skin lawman stands looking directly, at Wicks. “I preferred you put your weapon on the ground, sir.” “Well, Hambone I doubt that I’ll be doing , what you requested..because I answer to no black man!”
With true conviction he states, his comments. “You see we here take no orders, from your kind.” He says, with a smile. “Sir, you will place your weapon down or in your hand..but rest assure you most likely will regret your decision!” Counter, the former slave, and present Sheriff, of Duncan Texas.
“For, a color boy..you speak a tough speech..must be something we white folks taught you.” Words that for , a second has Joshua Jones reflecting on his former sheriff. “A great man taught me.” Giving, a final warning to Sidney Wicks, to put his weapons, by his feet. He witness his order being treated without respect.
“Sir, let your conscience be your guide.” A statement he says, as he an Wicks draws simultaneously with one, of the two gunslinger’s hit nothing but dirt. Wicks, still standing , while Joshua Jones lies upon the ground. Not, from the bullets, of Sidney Wicks. But, because he was quick, at hitting his target to move out of range, of Wicks bullets. Quick enough to stand and watch the hire gunman fall silently to the ground.
While others have seen him, as nothing but, a black man. And others, as a former slave. H.G.Duncan saw him as a man. A man, who inherited a gun and a town full with trouble. Trouble that got out, of hand when the knew nothing, of the strength, of the man.
“Mister Duncan, I warn you one last time..order will be restored. Or, your life must be taken into consideration, of me ending it!” The sheriff states without fear. “Are you threatening me hambone?” “No!…I’m promising you to uphold the law that was in placed when Mister Sledge was sheriff.
Advising him that order is, a way, of life. And every-body’s doesn’t have to like him. As long as, they do what’s right?