Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - It was inevitable that in my efforts to write romantic history of the great West I should at length come to the story of a feud. For long I have steered clear of this rock. But at last I have reached it and must go over it, driven by my desire to chronicle the stirring events of pioneer days. Even to-day it is not possible to travel into the remote corners of the West without seeing the lives of people still affected by a fighting past. How can the truth be told about the pioneering of the West if the struggle, the fight, the blood be left out? It cannot be done. How can a novel be stirring and thrilling, as were those times, unless it be full of sensation? My long labors have been devoted to making stories resemble the times they depict. I have loved the West for its vastness, its contrast, its beauty and color and life, for its wildness and violence, and for the fact that I have seen how it developed great men and women who died unknown and unsung

Relive once more the action packed, shoot 'em up western in the tradition of Zane Grey. Ride with Marshal Woodrow Kinslow as he brings an embittered Colorado landowner to justice. An accident claims the life of a young son of a Colorado rancher, Johnathan Birk. Although, he reluctantly agreed to let homesteaders onto land that he claimed for his own, the death of his son sends him on a vengeful crusade to rid the valley of all the homesteaders. Marshall Woodrow Kinslow is shot at on a high country trail by Ansen Miller, the homesteader who accidentally killed Birk's son. Kinslow listens to his story and decides to take him to see a judge. Birk and his hired guns kill Miller and wound Kinslow. Upon recovery, he goes to a Federal judge, gets some warrants and returns to dispense his own brand of frontier justice. Ride with Marshal Woodrow Kinslow as he brings an embittered Colorado landowner to justice. An accident claims the life of a young son of a Colorado rancher, Johnathan Birk. Although, he reluctantly agreed to let homesteaders onto land that he claimed for his own, the death of his son sends him on a vengeful crusade to rid the valley of all the homesteaders. Marshall Woodrow Kinslow is shot at on a high country trail by Ansen Miller, the homesteader who accidentally killed Birk's son. He mistakes the marshal for one of Birk's men. After the dust settles, Kinslow listens to what Miller has to say and decides to help the man get to a judge so he can his side of the story. Birk and his hired guns catch up to them where they kill Miller and wound Kinslow. Upon recovery, Kinslow goes to a Federal judge, gets some warrants and returns to dispense his own brand of frontier justice.

The wind now springing up, the Tonquin got under way, and stood in to seek the channel; but was again deterred by the frightful aspect of the breakers, from venturing within a league. Here she hove to; and Mr. Mumford, the second mate, was despatched with four hands, in the pinnace, to sound across the channel until he should find four fathoms depth. from Chapter VII The storied wildness of the American West captured the imagination of Washington Irving as completely as did the cultured romance of Europe, and the native New Yorker had barely returned home, in 1832, from nearly two decades abroad in England, France, Germany, and Spain when he set out again, this time for the frontier. The West truly was still wild then, to Continental and colonial eyes, and Irving was moved to tell one of the most fascinating adventure tales of the hardy men who explored and mapped it. This is Irvings lost classic, a riveting, rollicking account of John Jacob Astors grand dreams of building a fur-trading empire in the Pacific Northwest, of the expeditions he sent West, and of his ultimateand abysmalfailure. First published in 1836, Astoria has been unfairly maligned as historically inaccurate, but more recent scholarship has proven the books detractors wrong: this is not only an essential work of brilliant literature by one of the great American writers, it is also an important factual chronicle of a foundational era of the American story that should not be forgotten. American author WASHINGTON IRVING (17831859) wrote extensively in the areas of history and historical biography but is best known for his short fiction, including The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and Rip Van Winkle.

Joe Manning owned a good-size ranch outside of a small town in Virginia, and he was plowing one day close to his house. He was getting ready to plant a garden patch for the family to use for their livelihood. Three men came along the road. All three had sidearms and one man had a rifle. He shot Joe in the back while Joe was trying to get to the house to get his rifle and defend his family. Then they killed his wife and young daughter, burned the house down around them, and left Joe in his yard bleeding to death. Joe, who cared deeply about people, was the first person in the community to volunteer to help everyone who was in need. Joe, with his wife at one time or another, had entertained in their home all the people in the area. Who could have shot poor Joe Manning in the back twice and destroyed his family and house? What is going on around here? This has always been a nice area of the country. I wonder who is behind all this killing. Why would they kill his wife and daughter, and why would they have burned down his nice house? This is really a mystery. I wonder if Joe will survive. The doctor does not think so. I wonder what the sheriff is doing about it. He does not seem to have a clue. Will anyone else have to die before we find out who the culprits are?

Texas was a huge wide place full of frontiersmen, ranchers, farmers, cowpokes, shiftless no-accounts, shootists, rascals, and politicians -- all of them blended together into a single state. The Rangers -- lawmen, "Texas" Rangers -- were outnumbered a thousand to one, and in one county -- Pecos county -- the law was all but helpless. Until Ranger Vaughn Steel went to Pecos, looking for revenge. . . .

Tom Swan is a young man growing up in the center of the Muscogee Creek Nation in Indian Territory.
Taught by his father the art of handling a pistol he is led to a job of a shotgun guard for a payroll.
As Tom becomes known for his abilities, a veteran U.S. Marshall working out of Fort Smith, takes young Tom under his wing to teach him about the right side of the law. They become a team to be reckoned with in the territory. He and his partner get into big business and big trouble where fast guns aren't always the answer.

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - In the early sixties a trail led from the broad Missouri, swirling yellow and turgid between its green-groved borders, for miles and miles out upon the grassy Nebraska plains, turning westward over the undulating prairie, with its swales and billows and long, winding lines of cottonwoods, to a slow, vast heave of rising ground - Wyoming - where the herds of buffalo grazed and the wolf was lord and the camp-fire of the trapper sent up its curling blue smoke from beside some lonely stream; on and on over the barren lands of eternal monotony, all so gray and wide and solemn and silent under the endless sky; on, ever on, up to the bleak, black hills and into the waterless gullies and through the rocky gorges where the deer browsed and the savage lurked; then slowly rising to the pass between the great bold peaks, and across the windy uplands into Utah, with its verdant valleys, green as emeralds, and its haze-filled canons and wonderful wind-worn cliffs and walls, and its pale salt lakes, veiled in the shadows of stark and lofty rocks, dim, lilac-colored, austere, and isolated; ever onward across Nevada, and ever westward, up from desert to mountain, up into California, where the white streams rushed and roared and the stately pines towered, and seen from craggy heights, deep down, the little blue lakes gleamed like gems; finally sloping to the great descent, where the mountain world ceased and where, out beyond the golden land, asleep and peaceful, stretched the illimitable Pacific, vague and grand beneath the setting sun.

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - Shefford halted his tired horse and gazed with slowly realizing eyes. A league-long slope of sage rolled and billowed down to Red Lake, a dry red basin, denuded and glistening, a hollow in the desert, a lonely and desolate door to the vast, wild, and broken upland beyond. All day Shefford had plodded onward with the clear horizon-line a thing unattainable; and for days before that he had ridden the wild bare flats and climbed the rocky desert benches. The great colored reaches and steps had led endlessly onward and upward through dim and deceiving distance. A hundred miles of desert travel, with its mistakes and lessons and intimations, had not prepared him for what he now saw. He beheld what seemed a world that knew only magnitude. Wonder and awe fixed his gaze, and thought remained aloof. Then that dark and unknown northland flung a menace at him. An irresistible call had drawn him to this seamed and peaked border of Arizona, this broken battlemented wilderness of Utah upland; and at first sight they frowned upon him, as if to warn him not to search for what lay hidden beyond the ranges.

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - At sunset hour the forest was still, lonely, sweet with tang of fir and spruce, blazing in gold and red and green; and the man who glided on under the great trees seemed to blend with the colors and, disappearing, to have become a part of the wild woodland. Old Baldy, highest of the White Mountains, stood up round and bare, rimmed bright gold in the last glow of the setting sun. Then, as the fire dropped behind the domed peak, a change, a cold and darkening blight, passed down the black spear-pointed slopes over all that mountain world. It was a wild, richly timbered, and abundantly watered region of dark forests and grassy parks, ten thousand feet above sea-level, isolated on all sides by the southern Arizona desert - the virgin home of elk and deer, of bear and lion, of wolf and fox, and the birthplace as well as the hiding-place of the fierce Apache.

Kelly O'Rourke has every reason to grieve-and he almost wants to hate the sun for shining, but it challenges him to live and breathe. He's never cowered from a challenge in his life With jingling spurs and a loaded gun, Kelly rides toward his destiny, blazing trails into the unknown. What begins as a cowboy's lonesome ride becomes an epic tale of self-discovery, inspiration, compassion, forgiveness, personal change, and sweeping societal reformation. Emerald Fire is a precious glimpse into the early Twentieth Century west, an era torn between old-fashioned traditions of frontier America, and the exploding technologies of the new age.

U.S. Treasury agent Jack Wood is trying to find the source of counterfeit money appearing in Texas border towns when he suddenly disappears in El Paso. The U.S. deputy treasury director informs a select group of President Ulysses S. Grant's advisors of Wood's disappearance and of Mexico's possible involvement with the counterfeit money. South of El Paso, Mexican mercenaries assemble with orders to destroy the town, seize Dallas, and hold Texas hostage until Grant exchanges the state for thousands of American lives. Grant hesitates. His administration, fraught with scandal, is not trustworthy. With the post-Civil War depression and military downsizing, America can ill-afford another war. With instructions from Washington, a half-dozen Texas Rangers descend on El Paso, only to learn that Wood is being held captive in Mexico. With the Mexican government in revolt, crossing the Rio Grande would be considered an act of war. Ellsworth T. Kincaid, Jack's friend and a dime-novel celebrity, and Stetson, his beautiful female companion, learn of Wood's whereabouts and resolve to rescue him. Crossing into Mexico, the couple penetrates the Mexican stronghold. hundred maniacal cutthroats.

If you like to read about early western history and at the same time read about the real people who were making it happen, this is the right book for you.

This fictional story is a combination of many stories that were told to me by residents of east central Oklahoma during the years I lived there. It covers law enforcement, selling whiskey, Indians, love and family, circus tent preachers, medicine men and the oil company's takeover of much of Oklahoma's natural assets. It is also about how society was reacting to the trials and problems of the common man.

You will need to put yourself back int history and forget modern day events to enjoy reading this book. As you read you will soon find that you are identifying the same kinds of events that happened then with similar events that happen everyday in our current world. It is a fact, history does repeat itself. The only differences are the people and the more modern way things are being done today.

My first two books were centered on Texas. This one was just waiting inside my head to jump out. I wanted to tell a tale of the early days in the wonderful state of Oklahoma. The "West" as we refer to our country today, was based on several states and the extreems found in all of the areas. I hope you enjoy reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Follow Jake Gage who was forced to leave home at fifteen and was trying to find work in Houston, San Antonio and Uvalde. He worked as a stage coach shotgun guard and as a ranch hand all of the while eluding an enemy of his family who blamed his family for the heroic deeds of his father many years earlier.

FLYNN is a fundamental American hero in the tradition of Will Kane from High Noon, or Jeremiah Johnson from the film of the same name. He displays the rugged individualism and integrity that made this country great. Preston Flynn goes far beyond the bounds of the ordinary, a perfect specimen of male excellence, as fearless as he is handsome. Orphaned at age six, after witnessing the murder of his parents, he was reared by his uncle, United States Marhal, Freeman Pace, who wore a badge in Laredo, Texas. Preston Flynn followed in his uncle's foot steps, becoming the fastest gun in the State of Texas, earning a coveted reputation and a deputy marshal's badge at age sixteen. His state of concentration became awesome when challenged by fools, outlaws and gunslingers. He could close down mentally to a point that the rise and fall of his breath was no longer discernible, his eyes becoming as expressionless as those of a corpse, displaying the smile he was famous for, an expression that moved no further than his lips, and could make a man's blood run cold. As if he possess a sixth sense, he knew the instant his opponent would draw, his own hand moving in a blur of speed. Many men wanted to challenge him, but few had the nerve. His life was filled with violence, conflict, and frustration. His only weakness was the woman he loved, a woman who was beyond his reach, but remained in his blood like a fever.