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The Saga of Henry Plummer Book 1 by Sven Skaar (PH 3-1) (1959) (97 pages)
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Page: of 97
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anks, saloons galore, elegant i y
gaming ‘and billiar gant a
ered ae riiaed rooms and a The etait Meet ae i
geet ed if. ork ney ae to his was
stage ea a ek sidewalks, ians; James Butford, Bil Rc
forias; high peal i Jed shiny viemd Freeman Larch On i
crinolined ladie “ata Bri ude tee ee heat ae he
saddles cantoped oo a ae ee yeaa cute
Next to € . { with them, pulled his ;
Here ae Ae Ree Fargo, by the with three shots, each “ioe oh
sopher-miner Ti ae ind philo. *isely between the eyes of the
He: had a ae Wah's cabin, . youngsters, thus provided the
bed nes rom China with . iirst dead for Timbuctoo’s newly
fete : ee yame is forgotten sonsecrated graveyard.
etree im e eutned for her -. As he stood in the little isolated
s leé miners, who as ox canyon staring down at the
she. shye a
Te ey ih the, town through . lead, he felt no remorse. He had
donment, was eae Mai! ugh eas a a cee : ma. ing at being men.
jae ame Prat Tree Ie had hated Hier ‘helene
aS ray ma left the twentleth ness after each clean-up when
at : y vga for Timbuehey would troop into the express
. first to come ee ieee ee 7a ee i bothes
the Tree of the 1 Sihds een ee ce siae, ae fa
ate age “or idden Fruit, . im any more. He picked up the
rient calls it.
joys’ guns, fired a shot into the
Grandma had brought the seed. ‘Jair from each and put them into
the dead hands. ling in an earthen jar from her
home in South China to ber new . There would be inquiries, of
home in California. Although ,{:ourse, but anyone=so,unfortunate’
mighty tired by now, the tree still as to hint at anything but self
bears its orange-like fruit, or did . Jefense, would get his head blown
the last time I visited it. The yee a
tree’s circumference is more Looks for Bell
than six feet, and I understand Jim resisted the urge to go
that slips from it have becy through the pockets: of his vicplanted all over the West. tims, but he set about’ cleaning
_The pomelo tree was still a up. the.first. sections of sluice
q —————————— — . boxes, carefully panning down
: . sapling when Jim Webster preithe -gold,» transferring it to his
. snded to mine at Timbuctoo, rawhide poke. At last he stood
ul the camp was mushrooming: up; but instead of going into
nd had already acquired a cemetown to report an attack on him{tery whieh as yet had! no lorigens, self as he had first contemplated,
But.-it was soon to get three: he took: the trail leading cast
toward the Empire Ranch to find
Jim Webster saw to that.
Even before his trouble, he someone at that busy cross-roads
was known throughout Nevada motel and stopping place who
County as a dangerous, quarrel, might lead him to the hide-out .
some galoot who, would rather ‘fran Mell: sob
Jim. knew that Tom, since the target-practice: and gamble than
shovel paydirt ‘into sluice-boxes. ‘scape fro
He had not changed much since ‘
gel Island in San Francisco
coming to Timbuctoo; he would Bay, was holing up somehwere
vash only enough gravel to mainI that wild, over-grown country
m the state prison on’
setween the Empire Ranch and
tain title to his claim, waiting
for a sucker to buy him out. farysville lying low until he
ee [-ould organize his gang again.
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