Newton Cutter was of strong German-Swiss stock, one of the successful gold miners that had left the hard digging behind to take up the trade he learned at his father’s knee. At eighteen, leaving his family almost two thousand miles away, Newton had dug for gold in the hills of Bear Valley, California finding fortune through backbreaking work. The freezing winters drove him south to find a warmer climate and one day he rode into a quiet county town called Bradford. A handsome, single man used to physical labor, he renovated an old warehouse and opened up the only blacksmith shop within sixty miles. Within two years it was a thriving business and Newton had once again found a satisfying level of success. But something was missing. It was a true home and a family. Now he faced the greatest work of his life.