Emily - The Legend of Hot Iron Jane, A Texan Outlaw

      
     Texan teenage girls, who lived in eighteen twenty-five, dreamed of meeting a nice man and settling down to have a family. Not Jane. When Jane was only ten, she’d stand one hundred feet away from her target, rifle in hand, hair as red and wild as fire, and shoot a bulls-eye. But who knew that six years later she’d be the most feared outlaw in the Midwest and be known as “Hot Iron Jane.”         
     You know how earlier I said Jane didn’t want to settle down and have a family? Instead, she wished to be feared, and only feared. She hated all the girls bragging about their new husbands and dresses. To make her wish possible, she got up at midnight, snuck into her boyfriend’s house and fired her rifle. The whole town awoke to her gunfire. But by the time the townspeople got to the scene, all there was left was a dead body and a note.
     Fear me people of Houston, for whoever seeks to kill me, will die as well. Whoever can kill me, will get the reward I have hidden. I’ve told no one where and what it is.
  
From, Hot Iron Jane.

     Well, Jane got her wish faster than you can say “Bloody Mary.”

     When most women saw the body, they fainted or screamed in horror. After Jane had done away with her insignificant boyfriend, she found a girl her age, running away with a rifle.

   “Hey you girl.” Jane called out to her.
     “Where are you from?”
     “Austin,” the girl answered.
     “My name's Jill.”
     After introducing themselves, Jill and Jane decided to become “Hot Iron Jane,” and “Red Handed Jill.”
Jane and Jill, robbed at least twenty-five banks all in Houston, Dallas, and Austin, and murdered about fifty people all in two months. You may wonder, wouldn’t word have gotten around to the other two cities about Hot Iron Jane?
The truth is it did. But Jane & Jill were extremely clever.
       They decided to dress up as normal women, flirt a little with a bank owner or sheriff, than pull out their rifle and fire. Jane and Jill were the worst Texan outlaws in the Midwest because of one thing. They shot anyone in their path, women, children, anyone.
     By the time Hot Iron Jane and Red Handed Jill were seventeen, they had shot almost one hundred innocent Texans.When a young man from Austin named Jesse heard the news, he decided to do away with Jane. He was seeking revenge, for she had shot his mother and his young wife.
When Jane and Jill marched into Austin, Jesse was standing by the sheriff’s office waiting.                                                        “Hello Jane, Hello Jill. How are you two outlaws today,” he asked.
              “We’re fine thank you,” Jill responded.
               “We’re hoping to rob a…,”
                “Jill!” Jane interrupted.
                “We aren’t here to rob today. We’re here to kill, and I know who our first victim will be.”  
     But before Jane could pull her trigger, Jesse pulled his and lucky for Texas, shot that red haired Hot Iron Jane.  By that time a crowd had gathered. Then with tears in her eyes Jill said,
          “Jesse, you shot her. I’ll take you to the reward.”
              “Jill, wait,” Jesse called after her.
           “What,” She responded.
           “Ever since I saw you’re picture on you’re ‘wanted’ poster, I knew you were the gal for me. Jill, will you be my wife?” Jesse asked so lovingly, Jill couldn’t resist.
           “Jesse, of coarse I will.”

                                 And that is the Legend of         
                           Hot Iron Jane, and Red Handed Jill.

Dance. By Emily

Dance, like this is the last time you ever will.
Dance, like you’re the only person on earth.
Dance, like you never have before.
Dance, to bring joy.
Dance until the end of the world
Dance for mercy, Dance for love.
Dance forever.
If I had the choice to go to Paris or Dance,
I would Dance.
May Dance live inside us all
Forever.