Pocket Books 986 (May, 1954). First Printing. Cover Art by Larry Newquist
In the saloon, Jim Nightingale stared at Castro and his four men. Then he said: "I draw the line at drinking with a pole-cat!"
Tensely, Jim and Castro faced each other, hands on their guns. Suddenly, the saloon's swinging doors opened and Sheriff Morgan slammed in.
"Hold it, Castro," he cried. "Hand over that gun."
"OK, Sheriff," Castro grinned slyly, "Have it your way."
Then, without warning, Castro gave it the Texas roll and squeezed the trigger. Almost at the same moment, Jim's gun roared. Castro and Morgan went down together.
With hate in his heart, Jim turned to the the four men at the bar. "Get out of town," he snarled. "And get out fast!"
Not exaclty Shakespearean but an okay piece of pulp fiction.
Pocket Books 986 (May, 1954). First Printing. Cover Art by Larry Newquist
In the saloon, Jim Nightingale stared at Castro and his four men. Then he said: "I draw the line at drinking with a pole-cat!"
Tensely, Jim and Castro faced each other, hands on their guns. Suddenly, the saloon's swinging doors opened and Sheriff Morgan slammed in.
"Hold it, Castro," he cried. "Hand over that gun."
"OK, Sheriff," Castro grinned slyly, "Have it your way."
Then, without warning, Castro gave it the Texas roll and squeezed the trigger. Almost at the same moment, Jim's gun roared. Castro and Morgan went down together.
With hate in his heart, Jim turned to the the four men at the bar. "Get out of town," he snarled. "And get out fast!"
Not exaclty Shakespearean but an okay piece of pulp fiction.