Lonesome Town

Lonesome Town

The trail spilled into a pool of shadows at the bottom of the gorge. As if doubtful of following it, the lone rider in chaps and a flannel shirt drew up for a breathing. This was gratefully advantaged by his mount. Evidently they had come at speed, whatever the distance, for the reins were lathered and foam flecked the bit corners. The man removed his white sombrero and mopped his brow with a purple bandanna. The fingers with which he combed back his moist thatch nicely matched the hair in colorsunburn brown. His head bulged slightly at the back, but was balanced on a neck and shoulders splendidly proportioned. His rather plain face was not covered with stubble or mustachecheek bones high, jaw sloping in at an angle, nose straight, lips thin by contrast with their width. While he rests in his saddle, every pore of him exuding healthfully to the midsummer heat of an unusual spring, meet Why-Not Pape, of Hellroaring Valley, Montana. But dont expect to understandnot at first hand grasphow one christened Peter Stansbury Pape some thirty-odd years before, had come by his interrogatory sobriquet. No more could you have seen in his expression excuse for the pace to which he had put his horse. His eyesthe best of his featureslooked pleased and told of peace with the world; gray, with dark lashes and irises, they scanned the granite wall rising sheer from the trail-side. Sighting a bull snake that peered down at him from its crevasse, both of them smiled and one amiably winked. ......Buy Now (To Read More)

Product details

Ebook Number: 35819
Author: Dorrance, E. S. (Ethel Smith)
Release Date: Apr 10, 2011
Format: eBook
Language: English

Contributors

Contributor (Author): Dorrance, James French, 1879-

Illustrator: Gage, George W., 1887-1957