August 12, 1886
10:39 PM PST

"Just one more push, Mrs. Brown," prodded Dr. Everest, as Clara Clayton Brown was nearly hyperventilating. Her husband, Emmett Lloyd Brown, simply held her hand - as he could hardly believe that the moment had finally arrived. Screaming was heard, as the tedious wait has finally ended. "Congratulations, Mrs. Brown! It is a baby boy!"

Emmett turned towards the infant, as he could barely believe his eyes. He was now a bona fide father. He had to resist the urge to ask Dr. Everest to pinch him. This really was the one moment that he used to think would never come. He felt rather dazed.

"Try to take some normal breaths, Mrs. Brown," prodded the physician, just as he cut the umbilical cord. "Your son sure looks to be in healthy condition, and he was born at exactly 10:40 PM. I reckon that this is a very queer feeling for you, being a mother."

"Well, a little bit," Clara replied, softly, "but I... I've been looking forward to becoming a mother, and I really feel so... Well, this certainly is a rather happy occasion for me - even if the labour process was a mite painful. This is the moment that I was looking so forward to. It actually seems so hard to believe that I am now... actually a mother."

"Yes, I quite understand the feeling," agreed Emmett, in a near whisper. If anything, the occasion probably felt even more surreal to him. Even just one year ago, he had resigned himself to the idea that marriage really was not in the cards for him - let alone fatherhood. "Well, believe it or not, we now quite have a child to call our own."

"All we need, now," Clara commented, softly, "is a name for our little boy. I quite was thinking that we could name him Jules Verne Brown. After all, I think it would really be splendid - if we named him after our favourite author. What do you think, Emmett?"

"I am completely in favour of naming him Jules," replied Emmett, slowly. "However, as far as his middle name goes..." He began to feel pensive, as he added, "Well, I simply was thinking that we should give him the name 'Clint'... after dear Clint Eastwood."

"How thoughtful!" exclaimed Dr. Everest. "I always have admired Clint Eastwood, and I think it's quite sad that the young man lost his life. At least, it wasn't at the hands of Mad Dog Tannen - but, still, it's just sad. I really wish I could've gotten an opportunity to know him - and... I also regret that I have ever thought him a 'fool', seeing as..."

"That's perfectly understandable," Emmett replied - as he recalled how Martin Seamus McFly, which was the true identity of "Clint Eastwood", had such a problem with being called a "chicken". He hoped that Marty has learned to get over it. "I really miss him."

"I didn't get to know him, all that well," added Clara, softly. "So, at any rate, I guess the name of our son will be... Jules Clint Brown." After a brief pause, she added, "At least, we do have a good name for our child. Our newborn son is Jules Clint Brown."

"That's a perfect name!" gasped Emmett, just as a smile spread across his face. "Jules Clint Brown. I simply do love the way that name rolls right off the tongue." He glanced at the infant, as he added, "Well, I simply wonder just what our son will grow up to be like. I suppose it would really be best just to take things one step at a time, though."

"You're completely right, Emmett," Clara replied, softly. "We really don't wish to be in a hurry for our Jules to... to grow up. By the time he finally does grow up, it sure will be a... a bittersweet moment for us. I still remember how my parents felt, when I..."

"I can simply attest to that," pointed out Dr. Everest. "My wife and I had five children. Well, we still have them - being as they are all still alive. However, they really are no longer children. I recall how I felt, when I had given my youngest away on her..."

"I can simply imagine that it would be hard for you," Clara replied, nodding. "While my parents really understood that that they had to let me be independent, I know that it was very painful for them. I even remember how Ma cried at our wedding. She simply must have... Granted, she insisted that they were 'tears of joy' - but I knew that..."

"I do remember that," Emmett replied, softly. "I also recall how they rather expressed such a desire for us to have children. Well, I guess we did now provide one grandchild for them. Well, we did make the necessary preparations to include a child in our..."

"I think you should take it easy, for tonight," suggested Dr. Everest. "I do understand that you just went through a long and painful labour, and... Well, I sure will give Jules a little bath - and then I will leave three of you alone. How do you feel, Mrs. Brown?"

"I feel so much better, Dr. Everest," replied Clara, smiling. "I am simply happy that the process is now over, and I am now about to embark on a long journey of motherhood. I'm certain that there will just be plenty of hurdles, along the way - but it sure will be a rewarding experience. I plan to nurture our son - and discipline him, when necessary."

"You do sound prepared to take on the job," agreed Dr. Everest. "After all, you really appear to have a way with children - and I simply understand that most of your pupils do admire and respect you. The only ones that do not are all the... the bully types."

"I can only control how they behave on school grounds, though," pointed out Clara. "I sure do feel bad for those who are too small to defend themselves. I do try to see the good in every one of my pupils - but, with the bullies, it can be awfully hard to do so."

"I guess this world takes all kinds of people," Dr. Everest replied, sighing. "I guess the reason why the bullies don't like you, is because you do not let them pick on the other kids - and, for a bully... Well, I guess it is almost like denying candy to a non-bully kid. That is how much bullying other people means to them - which, in fact, is quite sad."

"I am of the belief that it is a sign of insecurity," explained Clara. "Not that I believe it excuses their behaviour, but it... Well, let's not talk about bullies. I plan to raise Jules to have empathy for others, as well as being able to... defend himself from bullies."

"If you put your mind to it," added Emmett, "you could accomplish anything. This is an adage that I've always been a firm believer of - and I sure do believe that, if we instill it in Jules from a young age, it will come of much use to him. It's helped me, as well."

"That is a great adage," agreed Dr. Everest. "At any rate, I really wish the two of you luck. I sure can still recall the day that I delivered our first child. Mrs. Brown, I do think you handled your first labour better than my wife did. I was rather afraid that my wife would have a heart attack, as she was getting hysterical. She did survive the event."

"That's so good to hear," Emmett replied, softly. "I wonder how the kids have enjoyed their days off of school. Next Monday, it looks as if Clara will be ready to return. I just hope that... I'm sure that many of her pupils will be happy to see her, again - even..."

"... even if they do have to return to school," Clara finished, laughing. "Well, learning can be fun - if you take the right approach. For instance, I really consider the abilities of each pupil - and, if anyone is behind, I do make the necessary accommodations."

Emmett simply took in a deep breath, as he began to ponder over his wife's words. In the future, pupils would be divided into "grades" - which sure disadvantaged both the gifted pupils and the slower pupils. There sure would be some disadvantages made to the school system, in the future. He really did admire Clara's approach to learning.

"That's just the way it should be done," agreed Dr. Everest. "Just recently, there has been talk about... remodeling the whole school system. While I'm in favour in some of the ideas, I am not so much in favour of others. I guess it is a 'wait and see' case."

"I've heard about it, too," Clara replied, softly. "Emmett, could you pour me a glass of iced tea? I am feeling very thirsty, and... The whole labour process has taken so very much out of me, and... I do not wish to complain, too much - but it honestly has..."

"I understand, honey," Emmett replied, softly. "What about you, Dr. Everest? Would you also care for a glass of iced tea?" The physician nodded, as Emmett grabbed two glasses. "It's so nice to see my special beverage is really catching on, and... How are you doing with Jules? I'm looking quite forward to being able to hold him in my arms."

"It won't be long, now," replied the physician, as he reached for a glass of iced tea. "I think it really is a nice idea that you have going on, Mr. Brown - even if I do still prefer lemonade. I must thank you for your hospitality, and you have been so courteous."

"It is my pleasure," replied Emmett, smiling. "We're pleased to have you as our town's doctor." He thought of how, as of 1985, it was rather rare for doctors to make house calls. It was another aspect that he liked about this era. "We appreciate your help."

He pulled up a chair, as he sat beside Clara. He held her hands into his, as he thought of the convenience of delivering your baby at home. He simply had difficulty imagining that it would be even be as close to comfortable inside of a maternity ward. He began to stroke his wife's cheek, as a smile spread across her face. She looked quite lovely.

"Here you go," commented Dr. Everest, as he laid Jules into Emmett's arms. "It is time for me to get going, but you have a great night. Do remember to take it easy, for the next few days. I hope you do start a wonderful journey into parenthood. So long!"

Emmett waved, as the physician left the cabin. He smiled, just as he kissed the top of Jules' head. He was finally able to really hold his own son inside his hands. He handed baby Jules over to Clara, who happily accepted. Indeed, it felt nice to be a father!