After the Van Der Linden gang had been found by the law, they packed up and took to the road. So, through multiple nights, of stops and twin visits to buy what they needed, they carried on, passing over the land border into Canada after paying off their bounties.

They rode for miles upon miles, day after day, stopping at night to sleep and give their horses a break. Eventually they finally found civilization. But it was more like an outlaws county then anything. It’s wasn’t as civilized as the rest of the world, but it was quaint.

And no one, no one stared at the sight of an entire cowboy gang moving through. Though many waved and smiled, the rest went about their day.

After finding somewhere to settle down, due to a nice elderly couple who lived on a farm, with a nice large farmhouse, they were able to roam the town.

Leading Arthur’s split form the group, and walking into a nearby bar. “Mama! Mama, look! A cowboy!” A little boy, most likely no older then four cries happily, as he runs over to a pregnant woman who’s sweeping the floors. Though the sight makes Arthur smile.