Bad Jack Off to Boothill?

The townsfolk debate interring Jack in boothill. Virginia will have none of it, she swear her man will never lie in that unconsecrated ground in this damned town. Taking advantage of her new found credit, she pickles her husband in a tin lined casket in alcohol from the city saloons acquire don credit and store Jack away until the spring thaw opens the travel routes where she and her man can head for the east. Still, the citizens quibble of Jack should go as passenger or freight. His casket is compromised by the trips of the trip and his embryonic fluid found to be leaking, the freighters alleged to take advantage of a free drink. Jack lies high and dry by the time he reaches Salt Lake where he is laid.