He Died With A Smile, Part V

...He fell to the snow, choking his last breath, Dalton watched despite his own fading strength, Barnes dismounted and walked over to him, said, “I see that you have found Miller then.” Dalton just nodded. “They children they had, I set them free, and they are running west. You have to find them and help them get back, they all are so young…weather’s not the best.” Barnes nodded and said, “We will go get them once we get you hauled up, onto a horse.” Dalton shook his head, whispered, “It’s too late, there’s nothing you can do for me anymore.” With that he slumped back onto the cold ground, the rattling growing loud in his chest, both the marshals frowned, and tool of their hats, as Dalton went limp with his final breath. They told all the people of what he did, and the tale went around for a while, even though he never got his revenge, Dalton still managed to die with a smile.