A classic Western that begins with murder and ends in a blaze of gunfire -- with a stop for romance in between. Anthony Bard, a motherless boy raised on the East coast, hungers for the adventure that only the western life could bring, but when adventure arrives it comes at a terrible price: his father is murdered, leaving Anthony alone in the world. With nothing more to tie him to the East, he sets out on the trail of his father's killer...
f the cowboys. "He's goin' to hell making a gallery play."
But taking the matter into his own hands Woodbury snatched the coat from the head of the stallion, which snorted and reared up, mouth agape ears flattened back. There was a shout from the man, not a cry of dismay, but a ringing battle yell like some ancient berserker seeing the first flash of swords in the mêlée. He leaped forward, jerking down on the bridle reins with all the force of his weight and his spring. The horse, caught in mid-air, as it were, came floundering down on all fours again. Before he could make another move, Woodbury caught the high horn of the saddle and vaulted up to his seat. It was gallantly done and in response came a great rustling from the multitude; there was not a spoken word, but every man was on his feet.
Perhaps what followed took their breaths and kept them speechless. The first touch of his rider's weight sent the stallion mad, not blind with fear as most horses go, but raging with a devili