The lover of stirring stories always welcomes a book by Mr Raine. In Crooked Trails and Straight we find a dish companied by familiar ingredients. There are bad men and a good bad man; a brave and breezy heroine, a railway robbery, a near lynching, a rescue, a kidnapping, an escape, the capturing and captivating sheriff...
t make much of a job at it. The indisputable facts were that Mac was an outlaw and a horse thief. Very likely a price was already on his head.
The redheaded boy rolled another cigarette despondently. "Sho! I've cooked my goose. She'll not look at me--even if they don't send me to the pen." In a moment he added huskily, staring into the deepening darkness: "And she's the best ever. Her name's Myra Anderson."
Abruptly Mac got up and disappeared in the night, muttering something about looking after the horses. His partner understood well enough what was the matter. The redheaded puncher was in a stress of emotion, and like the boy he was he did not want Curly to know it.
Flandrau pretended to be asleep when Mac returned half an hour later.
They slept under a live oak with the soundness of healthy youth. For the time they forgot their troubles. Neither of them knew that as the hours slipped away red tragedy was galloping closer to them.
This was a great book. It is awesome to see big tough western men showing compassion for a young kid who strayed a bit. If you are a fan of L'Amour you should enjoy this book.