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It was here in the small town with no name that Cody 'Cannibal' Wilkens arrived. The old mountain man was known for many other monikers. Some called him 'the Eater of Savages' Souls' or 'the Crow Nightmare' after the tribe he was most famously known to have feuded with. But it was his original nickname of 'the Cannibal' that stuck. It was the name most people remembered him by, because of his infamous actions against the Crow tribe.
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I was in the cabin of the legendary mountain man Jeb Carlyle. He had just fed me a sumptuous dish of rattlesnake head, of all things. After some initial trepidation, I managed to finish the surprisingly good meal. The meal was only one of the many things that could catch your eye in his little home. As we continued our conversation, I would later realize that just about everything in that little cabin had a story waiting to be told. After an initially...
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Thomas Harvey spotted some Indian warriors seemingly come out of nowhere, and run towards the wagon train. The wagons were parked in front of a cave entrance and were at the top of a significantly steep hill. The Indians had to climb up the hill to get to the wagons and whoever was firing at them. Another shot was fired, but it was wild. The shot did not strike any of the Indians. It was enough, however, to get them to scamper for cover.Harvey continued...
4) Redemption
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The old mountain man woke up with a splitting headache, and his limbs felt a lot stiffer than usual. His joints and legs were sore, but not because of lack of use. No, the old mountain man was not one to be sedentary or to inactive. Considering that he lived alone in the middle of a secluded patch of forest, a slow an inactive life was a luxury he could not afford. After all, out here in the middle of the wilderness, if you did not hunt for your own...
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"Who are those men Pa?" Thomas Charles asked.Henry shook his head. He didn't really know what to tell his boy. So, he decided to make it simple and straightforward."You better get inside, son." he said.Henry tried to keep his voice from trembling. Several thoughts and feelings came upon him at the same time. He tried to stay tough and firm, but deep inside of him, a storm was raging. Henry Howard knew why Papa Muertes' boys had come a knocking on...
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"I don't have time to explain myself. The window of your escape is very small and narrow. If we stay here, more guards could arrive. I'll make this quick. You can trust me and get out of here. Or you can stay. It's your choice. Either way, I came here to free you, and any of you are free to do as you please. Now if you value your freedom, follow me!"
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The mountains know. You would be surprised how much they know. At first glance, they seem like nothing but giant rocks jutting out of the ground, but I have learned through painful experience that they are so much more. The mountains know so much, and if they could only speak, oh the stories that they could tell. And if one is observant enough and knows where to look or to listen, one would be able to see and hear the mountains reveal their secrets....
8) Dead Ringer
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Atticus Boone crouched and bent over, taking a good look at Cyrus Blaine. He looked at him in the eye, closely."Looking at you now, I sense a striking resemblance." Atticus looked at Cyrus with much curiosity as a child would look at an ant through a magnifying glass. He couldn't believe what his eyes showed him. It was as if he were looking through a cracked mirror. "I don't know what the hell you're talking about!" Cyrus said.For the bounty hunter,...
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Milton 'Frisky' Farraday grinned as he set the bags of bills on the wooden table. The creaky old wooden table shook, as the money bags were slammed on them."Look at that loot and weep, boys! We're rich! Rich!"His breath reeked of tobacco, whiskey and rotten teeth. Frisky had several rows of teeth missing that his boys often wondered how he even managed to chew on food at all. They wondered to themselves, but they didn't bring it up to Frisky, unless...
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The men wore fur hats and other clothes fashioned from animal skins. They were reasonably armed with Hawking rifles and pistols for firearms. Some of the men were also armed with knives axes, and hatchets. They also had a sufficient supply of ammunition but it was clear that the men would rather not have to use their weapons if they could afford it. The men were mostly white Protestants, early settlers of this relatively young country. They had come...
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In the middle of the very active saloon, sat a solitary figure. The young man sat alone drinking. He was sitting all by his lonesome on a table in the middle of the busy establishment. He was met by a few friendly glances by some of the patrons, and he politely smiled back at them. The young man was known around these parts as Billy La Roca. Billy was a friendly and amicable sort, and a lot of people thought well of him around town.
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Like most great legends of the West no one really knew who Kid Dangerous was, or where he truly came from. His real name was shrouded in mystery, forever lost in the mists of time, and ultimately, forgotten. What was remembered however were his deeds and the consequences of his actions. For that he was known as Kid Dangerous, a young man that brought death, danger and gunsmoke wherever he went. This tale is all about one of the kid's adventures before...
13) The Old Grudge
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The bounty hunter rode into the small town. It was a nondescript town that was in the middle of nowhere. You wouldn't find the town on most maps in any of the territories. It even seemed deserted. As he entered the town, he could hear the rustle and howl of the winds as he made his way to the sheriff's office."He's here, right on the dot." one of the men said. There were four men with the sheriff in the office that day. They were all expecting the...
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The first thing I noticed about the bullfighter was his loud and booming voice. That was the first thing that would have struck anyone about him. I was seated in the middle of the small, but packed arena in the middle of Mexico. Beside me was Ronaldo Matanza one of the wealthier men in the bario. Matanza was a wealthy and powerful man with his own group of regulators that watched him wherever he went. His power reached far from just the tiny bario...
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"The mountain man lives near here, right?" he said.Wilbur looked at him, and his eyes were wide with terror."Hey! Why did you mention him! They say that he's a demon from hell! An angry spirit that can curse you if you mention his name! Ma always said that he's lurking around the forest ready to...""To eat bad boys or girls yeah, I heard about the stories of course!"Jacob sounded very sarcastic. Jacob was not as easy to believe stories as his younger...
16) Rich & Lucky
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"Rich and lucky, Lydia! That's what you're destined to be, rich and lucky!"There was a bright gleam in Hiram Haydensfield's eyes. Lydia Baker knew that look in her husband's eyes, all too well."Oh Hiram! Here you go, again! I know what you're going to say."Lydia wanted to interrupt Hiram, and cut him off, but Hiram would not have any of it. She knew that he would not let her, but she had to try. She had heard him rattle off his dreams over and over...
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He wandered through the badlands with little or no purpose. Most men did not know who he was, or why he did what he did. He was many things to many men. Some men viewed him as he was, a man of few words and many mysteries. A wanderer that seemed to be running from something, something even he wasn't sure of. Others saw him as something more than a man, as a spirit that moved through the realms of the living and the dead. The only thing that was sure...
18) The Last Stand
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Albert Bruce Benjamin walked outside in the clear rays of a red sun. He looked up and the sun was unusually colored red. It was the same dark crimson color of blood. The sky above was a dark shade that he could not identify. He was not sure what the color was, but it seemed akin to black. Despite the dark hues of the day, Albert could see clearly and take one step forward towards wherever he was going. If anything, his eyes had no trouble seeing everything...
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Bounty hunter Jacob Spade felt the hard boot on his face. His head was turned around from the impact of the kick. The boot landed squarely on his jaw, and he thought one of his teeth went loose. He was already on the ground, but the kick to the face just made his terrible predicament even worse.Spade had been lying on the hot desert floor for what seemed like an eternity now. He had bruises and welts all over his body, and his difficulty in breathing...
20) Bishop Creek
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"I'll thank you not to use vulgarity in this establishment," Alva, the shopkeeper's daughter shouted to a closed door. Then seeing that her father, was not going to make any effort to help the customer until he'd finished his game, she set her broom aside and turned to the customer. The young man was standing there scanning the unfamiliar shelves, so she asked, "Can I help you find something, sir?""I need five pounds of two-penny nails," he replied....
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