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Showing posts with label B.M. Bower. Show all posts
Showing posts with label B.M. Bower. Show all posts

When the Cook Fell Ill / B.M. Bower

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It was four o'clock, and there was consternation in the round-up camp of the Flying U; when one eats breakfast before dawn--July d...

The Unheavenly Twins / B.M. Bower

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There was a dead man's estate to be settled, over beyond the Bear Paws, and several hundred head of cattle and horses had been sol...

The Spirit of the Range / B.M. Bower

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Cal Emmett straightened up with his gloved hand pressed tight against the small of his back, sighed "Hully Gee!" at the ache...

The Reveler / B.M. Bower

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Happy Jack, coming from Dry Lake where he had been sent for the mail, rode up to the Flying U camp just at dinner time and dismounted ...

The Lamb / B.M. Bower

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When came the famine in stock-cars on the Montana Central, and the Flying U herd had grazed for two days within five miles of Dry Lake...

First Aid to Cupid / B.M. Bower

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The floor manager had just called out that it was "ladies' choice," and Happy Jack, his eyes glued in rapturous apprehen...
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