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Tarnished badge / Preston Lewis.

By: Lewis, Preston [author.]Material type: TextTextSeries: Wheeler Publishing large print westernPublisher: Waterville, Maine : Wheeler Publishing, a part of Gale, a Cengage Company, 2019Copyright date: �1990Edition: Large print editionDescription: 377 pages (large print) ; 23 cmContent type: text Media type: unmediated Carrier type: volumeISBN: 9781432866969; 1432866966Subject(s): Ranchers -- Fiction | Lynching -- Fiction | Large type books | Texas -- Fiction | Large type booksGenre/Form: Western fiction.DDC classification: 813/.54 LOC classification: PS3562.E964 | T37 2019Summary: "Hangin' party right there and then figgering the sight pf a rustler stretchin rope might get the word out. Trouble was some said the man they'd cloud-danced from the tallest cottonwood in the Panhandle was innocent. Ty Stoddard knew that takin' the law into your own hands could get a man a parcel of land on Boot HIll and the law in Oldham County happened to be Ty's brother-in-law. But when two Diamonds D beeves were found buried on the sheriff's spread, Ty figgered that family ties notwithstandin, the only law that worked was the kind each man enforced himself. two wrongs didn't necessarily make a right, but with his .44s belted at the waist and the Henry rifle in his saddleboot Ty bowed to send one last message to that sorry bunch of cow thieves and this time he'd write the message in blood."-- Provided by.Summary: Some said the man they'd cloud-danced from the tallest cottonwood in the Panhandle was innocent. Ty Stoddard knew that takin' the law into your own hands could get a man a parcel of land on Boot HIll and the law in Oldham County happened to be Ty's brother-in-law. But when two Diamonds D beeves were found buried on the sheriff's spread, Ty figgered that the only law that worked was the kind each man enforced himself. Two wrongs didn't necessarily make a right, but with his .44s belted at the waist and the Henry rifle in his saddleboot Ty bowed to send one last message to that sorry bunch of cow thieves and this time he'd write the message in blood.
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"Hangin' party right there and then figgering the sight pf a rustler stretchin rope might get the word out. Trouble was some said the man they'd cloud-danced from the tallest cottonwood in the Panhandle was innocent. Ty Stoddard knew that takin' the law into your own hands could get a man a parcel of land on Boot HIll and the law in Oldham County happened to be Ty's brother-in-law. But when two Diamonds D beeves were found buried on the sheriff's spread, Ty figgered that family ties notwithstandin, the only law that worked was the kind each man enforced himself. two wrongs didn't necessarily make a right, but with his .44s belted at the waist and the Henry rifle in his saddleboot Ty bowed to send one last message to that sorry bunch of cow thieves and this time he'd write the message in blood."-- Provided by.

Some said the man they'd cloud-danced from the tallest cottonwood in the Panhandle was innocent. Ty Stoddard knew that takin' the law into your own hands could get a man a parcel of land on Boot HIll and the law in Oldham County happened to be Ty's brother-in-law. But when two Diamonds D beeves were found buried on the sheriff's spread, Ty figgered that the only law that worked was the kind each man enforced himself. Two wrongs didn't necessarily make a right, but with his .44s belted at the waist and the Henry rifle in his saddleboot Ty bowed to send one last message to that sorry bunch of cow thieves and this time he'd write the message in blood.

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