Will Ermine - Böcker

This was the climax; the end of a lifetime of bitterness and hate—Rusty Maxwell and Ben Sharp, both grown old, grizzled, and rich; one the owner of a barbed-wire empire, a sea of grass larger than some Eastern states; the other risen to great political power, ruthlessly scheming to break the man with whom he had clashed ever since both had driven their longhorn herds over the trail to Dodge.To cut that empire in two, to bring its over-lord to his knees, had long been Ben Sharp’s purpose. And in the South Western Pacific Railroad he found a weapon admirably forged to accomplish this end. But Rusty Maxwell, for all his years, had not forgotten how to fight; nor had Lance Kincaid, the fledgling eagle he had reared, if not sired.Here is the last-stand fight between the valiant Old West, bred to the plains and the saddle, fearless, a six-shooter the tool of its trade; and the raw, dollar-driven progress of the New. Lance Kincaid was certain of his position, the issues clear-cut in his mind, until proud, smiling Valerie Pickett reached the end-of-steel in her father’s construction car.In a novel that catches the soul of the windswept plains, Will Ermine has painted a canvas of historic action and drama which far exceeds the dimensions and depth of the usual cowboy story. Its tense, gripping reality strikes a singular note in Western fiction.

Reb Santee was his name. He appeared to be just a rough-and-tumble cowboy, with an unruly shock of flaxen hair, and a puckered frown in his laughing blue eyes. But when he first rode into Wind River Basin, the law already had a grudge against him—and the grudges multiplied in a hurry, all because he wanted to be honest.In self-defense, he made a chain store business of outlawry. Brown’s Park, over the line in Colorado; the Robbers’ Roost, down in the purple wastes of Utah; the Hole-in-the-Wall; the Lost Cabin wilderness—he made them way stations on the outlaw trail, where men on the dodge could get grub, fresh horses, and information. Rustling became organized; banks and railroads began to feel the sting of their activities. The notorious “Wild Bunch” was blazing a wide trail up and down Wyoming.Stockmen organized; posses scoured the range; guns roared in dark canyons. But no one suspected Reb Santee, everybody’s friend and the best-liked man in the Basin, until one fateful day…Thrills, excitement, romance, and the best assortment of laughs you ever had in a Western story.