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The three marshals rode for two more days, pushing their horses, keeping them fed and watered, as they made their way toward the Cherokee Outlet, known all over this part of Indian Territory as no man’s land.

The third day on the trail after they’d met the cavalry patrol at the mouth of the Chikaskia where it emptied into the Salt Fork of the Arkansas, they met another patrol headed east. Abraham Walker was the scout.

“Marshal Moses Kidd, you have made good time. Lieutenant Carpenter is back there, he told me he wished to speak with you and your marshal friends if we meet on the trail,” Abraham said as he and Moses met in the trail.

“Tell him to ride on up, we’d be glad to help any way we can,” Eli told him as they turned their horses to the side, letting the patrol pass by.

Lieutenant Carpenter was a tall young man with a big curvy mustache and a big smile.

“Which of you is Marshal Eli Crow?” he asked.

“That would be me. I suppose you know my name because of my words about the colonel?”

“Yes Marshal, that and a report from Fort Reno about you and your friends standing off a sixteen man cavalry patrol down in unassigned lands a few weeks ago. Your name is on the tongue of all the men these days.”

“Well, Lieutenant, I reckon I took after my pa when it comes to bein’ talked down on and cussed to my face cause I’m Indian. I figure if a man wants to talk big and cuss me, he ought to be big enough to back up what he said, no matter what color he is or what uniform he wears,” Eli answered, not really knowing where this lieutenant was going with his remarks.

“I meant no offense, Marshal, I was only commenting on your past encounters with the cavalry. What can you and your friends tell me about the wrecked supply wagon you came upon?”

“Well, like we told your sergeant back there a few days ago, we came upon the wagon layin’ on its side in a narrow ravine. There was two horses standing close by with their harnesses still on and two more horses layin’ under the wagon, crippled up bad. Deputy Moses Kidd and me shot the horses and he crawled down to see about the two men. Both were dead and had been dead a few days when we got there. There was boxes of rifles and bullets busted open and layin’ on the bottom of the ravine. When we rode on, we traveled no more than ten to twelve miles before we come upon the patrol camped where the Chikaskia and the Salt Fork of the Arkansas join. We told your men about it and they struck out that night, back to where the wagon was. I reckon that’s about all I can tell you about it.”

“Wasn’t there a four man escort nearby?”

“If they had been there, we didn’t see them, or no sign of ‘em.”

“Do you think they may have been there and left and you just missed them?”

“What man would leave two busted up horses layin’ down under that wagon hurtin’ like that?”

“I see, Marshal. I suppose you’re right.”

“You still ain’t seen the four man escort?”

“No, would you have any guesses as to where they may be?”

“I have no way of knowing, Lieutenant. I don’t know where they came from and didn’t know where they were headed until we met the patrol that was lookin’ for ‘em.

“They came out of Arkansas City, Kansas, but I have no idea why they were down in Indian Territory. We’ve had four patrols out looking for three days now.”

“Maybe they were lost and didn’t know the road, is the reason they turned the wagon over on themselves.”

“We’ll have to assume that is the case, Marshal, until we know different. Where are you three headed, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“We’re headed over to Black Mesa, at the far end of the Cherokee Outlet. We’re supposed to have some rustlers bringing cattle down into Indian Territory out of Kansas.”

“Well, good luck on your trip, and thank you for all your help, Marshal.”

“Thank you, Lieutenant, and good luck finding out what happened back there.”

When the lieutenant rode off, Moses, Duncan, and Eli sat looking after the patrol.

“Eli, you don’t reckon they’ll ever find out we took them rifles and scopes do you?” Duncan asked.

“They can talk all they want to; they didn’t see us and they don’t know we got ‘em. I reckon we better scratch the serial numbers off though, just in case they do come lookin’.”

“I got a rough whet rock in my saddle bags, Eli, I’ll see if I can’t rub the numbers off. If that won’t work, we can get a rasp and scrape them off good,” Duncan said.

“I sure hate to rough them new rifles up like that, but we don’t want to be accused of stealing and us talking about this bein’ our last year. It’d look bad on us.”

“Eli, I’d tell ‘em we bought ‘em off of an Indian out here,” Moses said.

“Damn Moses, you’re getting better all the time at figurin’ our way out of gettin’ caught snitchin’ a little reward now and then out here,” Eli laughed and they turned their horses to poke them up to a fast gallop.

The next afternoon, after pushing their horses hard for two days, they made camp early, on the Cimarron River, where it loops out of Kansas and back south into the Cherokee Outlet.

This was still about a hundred miles from where they were supposed to look for the cattle rustlers running cows down out of Kansas. The grass was tall and green here, the water was plentiful.

They ate jerky, warmed over hard biscuits, and drank their coffee that not only had a muddy taste, but salty as well, from the water of the Cimarron River.

“Moses, you ever been over as far as Black Mesa?”

“Once, Eli, it sure is rocky and ragged up through there in places, especially in the steepest parts of the canyons where the tall rocks are.”

“I reckon we’ll see it all then, from the piney woods, to the plains, to the prairie, to the rock canyons. You reckon that’s where the rustlers are runnin’ cattle down into New Mexico, through them canyons?”

“Wouldn’t be no surprise to me, Eli, they sure would have a good run at it. Down along the water’s edge in the bottom of them canyons, there’s some good level lands. I kept wondering when we went through there, if there was ever enough water in that river to wash that deep around them tall rocks.”

“How tall are them rocks, Moses?” Duncan asked.

“Duncan, they’re almost like mountains to me, bein’ from the flat land like I am.”

“I don’t reckon I ever saw any rocks that tall, or a canyon that deep either.”

“You just wait, you’ll see what I’m talking about. There’s some rocks that stand taller than them tall pines we saw down on Kiamichi Mountain, and they stand out in the open like a tree.”

“Moses, how do you reckon them rocks got there like that? They don’t grow up out of the ground do they?”

“No, the cavalrymen told me they were whittled away by the winds and the water for thousands of years. He said there’s even some bones and footprints there of giant animals that walked through this part of the country way back when.”

“I hope there ain’t none of them big animals left over, down in that canyon. We seen enough bad animals down Fort Towson way.”

During the night, a light rain started pelting their bedrolls. They pulled their rain slickers out and covered the bedrolls to try and stay dry. By morning, the rain was a steady downpour as they saddled up and rode on west across the Cherokee Outlet toward the very western edge.

The rain was heavy at times, then at times there was barely a drizzle as they rode on, trying to keep going, though they were only walking their horses.

As they rode along the bank of the Cimarron River, the water was running rough and red, as more and more rain fell in the wide river basin.

The terrain was getting rougher the further west they went and they spent that night huddled against some big rocks that blocked most of the driving rain from them and the horses. They were soaked, and though the weather was warm, they were chilled in the wet night air as the rains kept coming down.

Daylight brought more rain and they had to ride higher up on the side of the slopes, nearer the canyon walls. The river was flooding the bottom of the small basin it ran through. It took them half a day, riding slowly along the upper slopes, to ride out of the narrow canyon and out into a wider, even deeper canyon.

“Moses, if you see us a place to hole up, we need to try and get our clothes dry,” Eli yelled as the rains poured down.

Along the wall of the big canyon they were now riding through, they found a wide arroyo in the rock wall. Moses followed it all the way to the top. He came back down and told Eli it was big enough to ride their horses through and get out of the steep canyon. They followed Moses and rode out into a high, grassy mesa that sloped down toward where the river was overflowing its banks in the flash flood.

At the top of the mesa, they saw a tall adobe building and rode toward it.

“Looks like an old mission. Let’s see if we can get the horses inside this door,” Eli said as he jumped to the ground and led his horse through the arched opening.

The water was dripping through the roof in places along the outer walls, but the rest of the large open room was dry under the flat top. Taking their saddles off, they laid them out to dry. There was a fire ring near the front of the open room and against the back wall was a pile of wood, like it had been stored here by some traveler in the past.

“I got a little medicine bottle with some dry matches in it, if we can find something to start that wood burning,” Eli told them.

“I’ll pull some sticks out and whittle off some bark and shavings,” Moses said and reached down to grab a dry stick of wood.

He jerked his hand back when he heard the buzz of a rattler.

“How many is in there, Moses?” Eli asked as they looked in the pile of wood.

“I just see two, Eli. We’ll have to get them out of there before we can get some wood.”

“Let me have that stick over there, I’ll get ‘em.”

He took the stick and struck it against the pile of brush and sticks. The first snake struck at the stick and Eli pinned its head to the sand floor. He put his foot on its head and cut it off next to his moccasin, then threw the balled up snake over to the side. He killed the second snake and cut its head off.

They built the fire in the circle of stones, near the arched door, so the smoke would go out and not hang back against the back wall.

“I hope my buckskins in my bedroll are dry,” Eli said as he rolled his bedroll out.

“Are they?” Duncan asked as he took his bedroll from his saddle.

“They’re wet some, not bad. If we get a big fire going, I can dry them, then change. That little ol’ fire already feels good.”

“It sure does, I was about to get a chill with all this rain,” Duncan said.

They propped up some more sticks and limbs to hang their buckskins on and waited for them to dry, so they could change. While they waited, Eli picked up the snakes and with his foot on the big end, he slit the skin down the belly and skinned them out. He cut the snakes in small pieces, skewering them on three small sticks.

“Duncan, you ever had roasted rattlesnake?” Eli asked, as he held the three sticks out in the rain to wash the snake meat before they cooked it.

“No and I don’t think I want any, Eli. You ever ate any?”

“Sure have, when it’s cooked brown over an open fire, it tastes real good.”

“I’ve had it a bunch of times, Duncan. Eli is right, let it get good and brown over the fire and eat it hot, it’s as good as chicken.”

“I’ll cook a stick of it too then. When I see both of you eat it, I’ll try some. I hope I don’t get poisoned, eatin’ snake meat.”

“His poison is in his head, Duncan,” Moses told him.

“I always heard that too, Moses, but his head’s hooked on to the rest of him. I figured if that poison run all through him, that was what made him so mean that he wanted to bite at everybody when they get close.”

When their spare set of buckskins had dried, they propped their sticks with snake meat on them near the fire and changed clothes. The warm buckskin felt good to them, after being wet and cold in all the rain for two days. They hung their other clothes up to dry and turned back to their sizzling snake meat.

Eli slipped a piece off the end of the stick and rolled and tossed it in his hands until it cooled some, then bit into it.

“How does that taste, Eli? I never seen nobody eat a snake before,” Duncan said as he watched Eli eat the juicy piece of meat.

“It’s good, Duncan. These were young ones, they cooked up just right. Eat you some, you’ll like it and we’ll be huntin’ rattlesnakes from now on, after this,” Eli said and laughed as Duncan pulled the end piece off the stick and juggled it until it cooled.

Moses and Eli had eaten two pieces before Duncan had nibbled off enough to taste. Then he bit the piece in half and chewed it.

“I kinda like this snake meat now, Eli, this is good,” Duncan laughed and they all kicked back, eating rattlesnake and talking.

“Some coffee would go good right now, Duncan, we even have fresh water too,” Eli told him and Duncan found his coffee pot.

He held the pot out the adobe wall opening, where the water was running off the roof, and filled it.

The coals had burned down to a red glow when Duncan set the pot right on top of them. By the time the coffee was boiled, they were eating their last pieces of roasted snake meat. The coffee was as good as the coffee they made at home, especially after what they’d drank the day before.

Each of them had learned to carry a small bag of crushed oats in their saddlebags for times like this. They fed their horses the oats, then used the bags to wipe them down. The horses were already beginning to dry in the warm air of the dry adobe room, and after they were wiped down, each of them shook themselves off.

“No tellin’ how long this rain is gonna set in. We might as well stay put and let it pass over. We’d never find a cow herd in all this rain anyway, we’d ride right by ‘em,” Eli said as he piled a few more sticks of wood on the fire and stood his saddle close by to dry the back side.

“I’m with you there, Eli. I feel like I been takin’ a bath with my clothes on for the last two days,” Duncan told him.

They spent that day and night and the next morning holed up in the old mission. When the skies cleared and the sun came out, they were ready and the horses were too.

They saddled up and packed their bedrolls, then walked their horses through the arched opening. As they looked down the grassy slopes toward the river basin, they saw the Cimarron flooded out of its banks and halfway up the slopes.

“Would you look at all that water? Y’all reckon them rustlers got caught in this rain like we did?” Duncan said as they looked the countryside over.

“I reckon we can ride on west some more and have a look. No tellin’ now where they’d be, with all this water. If they’re still on the north side of the river, we’ll never get to them, with the river runnin’ like it is.”

They rode along the break of the ridge, stopping to let the horses graze now and then, looking all around for any signs of horse or cow tracks that may have been made before all the rain.

Duncan rode down next to the river’s edge, where it was overflowing out of its banks. He waved back up the ridge to Moses and Eli as they turned to look his way.

“Here’s some tracks down here, no tellin’ how old they are though,” he told them when they rode down to where he was.

“They may have been walking along the bottom of the slope before it rained and now the water has come up and covered the other tracks,” Eli said as they rode along the water’s edge.

“It sure did do some raining. This river’s all out of its banks through here,” Duncan said.

“That’s Black Mesa over yonder, see that tall flat ridge?” Moses pointed to the west, at the high plateau in the distance.

“So we’re about out of the Cherokee Outlet?” Eli asked.

“Yup, just about. If I remember right, we come down from the Kansas side of the river that time we were here. Hard to tell with all this water here now.

“I want to think there’s another small canyon on the other side of that next hill, if I’m remembering right,” Moses said as they rode that way.

“I reckon we can set up camp out here somewhere and wait a day or two. If we don’t see them by then, we’ll just have to hope the river’s gone down so we can cross over and have a good look around on that side,” Eli said as they rode on.

When they rode over the crest of the hill Moses had pointed out, they were looking down into a small box canyon.

They heard gunshots ring out. The bullets were hitting the rocks just in from of them and all three bailed from their saddles.

“Get these horses back,” Eli yelled as the bullets kicked up rocks near them.

“They’re shootin’ from way out, Eli, them bullets are fallin’ short,” Moses said as they ran back down the slope leading their horses.

“We’ll have to hobble our horses, there’s not a thing to tie them to out here,” Eli said as he took a rope out to hobble his horse.

When they had the horses hobbled so they couldn’t stray off, they pulled their Sharps rifles out and started back up the hill on foot.

“Duncan, you go straight up to where we were when they shot, stay low so they don’t see you. Moses, you go down that slope close to the water. That’s the reason we saw those hoof prints down next to the river, they took the cows around that rock wall,” Eli told them.

“I’m gonna slip up around this big rock here and see if I can’t find where they are. Just stay low and don’t get shot. They’re shootin .44-40’s, so they don’t have the range we do with these 50’s.”

Moses made his way down the slope and eased around the rock wall. Between the big rock and the water’s edge, there was a narrow strip of wet sand. He leaned around to look up into the long box canyon and saw the herd of cattle.

He figured they got hemmed in when the river came up, now the water’s too deep to try and swim them back out.

Duncan stooped and ran as far as he felt safe, then he crawled over the big smooth rock to the edge of the canyon rim. He looked down at the herd of cattle huddled back against the rock walls and saw the three horses.

Duncan figured it was almost as many cows as they had when they started the herd at Tulsey.

Eli had made his way around the three big boulders that formed the top rim on the box canyon. When he made it to the other side of the biggest rocks, he was able to get close enough to look down into the canyon. He saw Duncan lying on the edge, where they’d been when they were shot at. He looked down the rock wall where it came to the river’s edge and saw Moses hunkered down close to the water.

“United States Marshal Eli Crow, out of Fort Smith, Arkansas. I need to talk to you about your herd of cows,” Eli said, his voice echoing up and down the canyon walls, spooking the cows.

There was no reply, just the movement of the cows on the sand and rock floor of the canyon.

“If these cows belong to you, you don’t have nothing to worry about. If you stole them, we aim to arrest you and haul you back to Fort Smith. If you shoot at us again, we’ll likely kill every damned last one of you and throw your carcasses in the river.”

There was still no answer and Eli looked all around the canyon wall real close. Not seeing anything move, he swung his Sharps rifle over the rim and looked through the scope. He slowly scanned the rocks piled on the bottom of the canyon wall as he swung his rifle around. He saw a boot sticking out behind a rock and put his scope sights right on the heel.

Eli squeezed the trigger and the heel exploded from the boot as a man yelled. The shot sounded like a cannon down in the tall rock walls of the canyon, echoing until it sounded like ten rifles.

Eli breeched his rifle and dropped another long brass cartridge in the barrel, then snapped the gun closed.

“You damn near shot my foot, you crazy sumbitch. These cows ain’t stole, they belong to me and my brothers,” someone yelled up at him from the rocks below.

“If I’d a wanted to shoot your foot, I’d have shot the top of the boot. Now throw them guns down and come out with your hands in the air or we’ll stop wasting bullets and shoot to kill.”

A shot rang out as the bullet ricocheted off the rocks close to Eli.

“Duncan, you see anything down there?” Eli yelled.

“I see one of ‘em’s leg sticking out, Eli,” he answered.

“See if you can cut his hide with that lead.”

As soon as Eli spoke, Duncan’s big rifle exploded down into the canyon and there was yelling, crying and screams of pain.

“Throw them guns on the ground and walk out with your hands over your heads or we’ll set up here and pick you apart, a foot and a leg at a time.”

“You shot my brother, he can’t walk.”

“Then throw them guns out and help your brother. If I see a gun on you, you’ll all die.”

“We’re comin’ out, Marshal, don’t shoot no more.” One of the men yelled and there were three rifles hit the ground in front of the rocks.

“Throw them handguns out too, or I’ll shoot you as soon as you stand up.”

The three men stood and threw their handguns out near the rifles. Two of them were holding the third one up as he hobbled out into the open.

“Duncan, watch ‘em close. If they make a move for them guns, kill’em all,” Eli said aloud and ran back down the slope to his horse.

He stripped the hobble off and rode down to where Moses was hunkered down.

“Moses, help me get these irons loose and we’ll get ‘em hooked up before they start gettin’ brave again,” Eli said as he grabbed his chains and threw Moses one set.

They made their way along the canyon wall, around the skittish cows to the back side where the three young men were. They weren’t even as old as Eli.

“Stand to the side and keep your gun on ‘em, Moses. Don’t get in Duncan’s line of fire,” Eli told him as he began to hook the shackles on their hands.

He looked at the one Duncan had shot, and the back of his right britches leg was bloody above his boot. Eli jerked the man’s britches leg up and saw where the .50 caliber slug had just ripped across the flesh, tearing a small chunk of skin out of his lower leg.

“What are your names?” Eli asked when he had them shackled.

“Barkley.”

“What’s your given names?”

“I’m William, this is Ben and George.”

“Where you and your brothers out of?”

“Texas, down near Tascosa.”

“Where’d these cows come from?”

“Up in Kansas.”

“What part?”

“Liberal.”

“How many head you reckon you got here?”

“About four hundred and fifty.”

“How old are you boys?”

“I’m nineteen, Ben is seventeen and George is sixteen,” William Barkley told him.

“Get your brother out of here so we can get his leg wrapped up. You fellers are in a hell of a mess, I hope you know that.

“Moses, you walk ‘em out of here, I’ll get their horses.”

When they’d gotten the brothers and their horses walked around the rock wall, next to the water’s edge, they walked them up the slope a short distance. They stopped near some rocks that were sticking out of the ground and sat down.

“We don’t have any doctoring stuff with us. You fellers got anything we can fix the boy’s leg up with?” Eli asked.

“I got a shirt in my saddlebag. Cut it up and wrap my leg to stop the bleedin’. You shouldn’t have shot me like that,” Ben told them.

“You and your brothers are rustlers. We hollered at you and told you we were marshals, you shoulda throwed down your guns right then. We been shot at before, and Marshal Duncan’s been nearly killed by a boy about your age that hit him on his head with a handgun. We’ve stopped puttin’ ourselves in harm’s way like that,” Eli told him.

“Duncan, get the shirt out he was talkin’ about and let’s get him wrapped up some. He’s not hurt bad, but it’ll take a few days to heal up I reckon.”

“I got a little bit of whiskey in my saddlebag over there. Pour that on it, it’s what we use if we get a thorn or a cut,” William suggested.

“Get that too, Duncan, we’ll wrap his leg and maybe it won’t rot off.

“What were you fellers doing all this for? Don’t you know rustlers could get shot or worse?”

“Pa had us stealin’ cows and drivin ‘em down home to sell. Reckon we did it cause he told us to,” William said.

“You blamin’ all this on your Pa, are ya?”

“No, I reckon not. We coulda stopped, we just didn’t have anything else to make a go of it down there,” William told him.

“You boys are pretty good with horses and cows I reckon?”

“Pa says we are, I reckon we can handle a horse and drive cows as good as any man.”

“Did you steal them horses too?”

“No! We don’t steal horses! We bought these horses fair and square,” William answered quick.

“I just wanted to know for sure is all. A cow rustler is one thing, but a horse thief usually gets shot or hung.”

“We know that, we never stole a horse in our lives, just cows.”

“What if a man was to offer you three a job on a ranch? Would you take it and make good hands of yourselves or mess that up too, like you’ve messed up your lives already?” Eli asked, looking over at Duncan, then Moses where they were putting the whiskey soaked rag on Ben’s leg.

“Damn, that burns,” Ben said as the whiskey soaked through the rag onto the raw flesh.

“Get used to it, we’ll dab some on it each day on the way back to Fort Smith,” Moses told him.

“Marshal, what was you talkin’ about – if a man offered us a job? You mean after we go to jail for rustlin’?” William asked.

“I was thinkin’ maybe me ‘n my marshal friends could help you three brothers, just to see if you could make a go of it and not be stealin’ cows. That is, if you had a mind to and had good jobs.”

“Marshal, no offense, but ain’t nobody ever gonna give us a chance. None of us can read or write, we never had but one honest outside job. Other than that we just worked for Pa and got meals and feed for our horses and a bed to sleep in. We never had anything and we never worked for wages but that one spring and summer when we worked for an old man who needed help cuttin’ and puttin’ his hay up,” William told them.

“Well, I reckon we can forget about that then. We’ll all just drive them cows back to Fort Smith and you three can go to jail, that is if Judge Parker don’t decide to hang you.”

“Pa told us they don’t hang cattle rustlers. Do they?”

“Never know about Judge Parker. You know they call him the hanging judge, don’t you?”

“We heard the name. But we ain’t bad people, we just try to make a livin’ the best way we know how. You don’t reckon he’d hang us do you?”

“I kinda doubt it, but then he’d want to know how long you been doin’ this and how many cows you’d stole. He’d take all that and make his decision. I’ve seen him hang a man for less, but then I never knew all there was to know about the ones he’s sent to the gallows, just what I arrested them for.”

“Marshal, you know of anybody that’d take a chance on three brothers that’d been stealin’ cows, and give them a chance to do better?”

“I know of a couple of new ranches that’ve started up in the past year or so that might need some good hands. I know they’ll be needin’ some cowhands that’ve worked in the hay fields, cuttin’ and puttin’ up hay for the winter.

“Me and Marshall Duncan and Deputy Moses Kidd could maybe put in a good word for you three and see if we could help you. That is if we knew for sure you could be trusted and wouldn’t fall back to your old ways and steal from your new bosses.”

“Marshal, I don’t know about William and Ben, but I’d go to work as soon as I got out of jail, that is if I ain’t too old to work when I get out,” George spoke up, after listening to them talk.

“Marshal, I reckon we’d all three go for something like that, right Ben?”

“I’d go for it now; I wish I hadn’t been shot. I’d be willin’ to sign on now, that is if I’d not already been caught rustlin’.”

“We’ll all think on this for a day or two. We got a while before we get these cows back down to Fort Smith and you three in jail. I reckon if you three put your minds to it and helped us drive these cows back and didn’t have to be chained up, it’d make a good impression on us. About helping you find that job, that is.”

“We’ll help, Marshal. We all been talkin’ about gettin’ out of this anyway, we just didn’t know where we’d go or what we’d do. We saw you shoot them rifles, we ain’t no fools. We wouldn’t cause no problems and we’d help drive them cows back, knowin’ we’d be goin’ to jail when we get there. We got to start somewhere and we got to try and make a life for ourselves better’n what we got now,” William spoke for his brothers and himself.

“How long you figure it’ll be before that river runs down enough to drive them cows without them gettin’ drowned?” Eli asked.

“We figured to be here another day at least, before the river falls enough. Them cows’ll be hungry and tryin’ to swim out if it takes any longer.”

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 3

“This big horse wants to run, Duncan. You want to make some time?” “Let him run, Eli. We have almost 700 miles due west to ride and I’m ready. It’ll take us over 2 days hard riding to get to Tulsey Town, over on the Arkansas River.” The two deputies rode hard for over an hour and then slowed their spirited horses to a long easy lope as they talked and laughed as friends, starting a partnership that would be remembered in Indian Territory and surrounding states for years to come. The...

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Fort Smith, Arkansas November 2, 1875 Before Duncan had completely recovered from the injury to his head, he was laid up with pneumonia. He’d gotten caught in a heavy downpour and arrived home wet and chilled. He spent two weeks recovering, with the first week spent in bed the whole time. Eli and Moses were split up again, since they were short-handed. “Eli, which way you headed this time? It looks like I’m headed up toward Kansas where you ‘n Duncan come from when he got whacked on his...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 105

Oklahoma Territory Crow Ridge Cattle Company August 4, 1889 Jon David, Amanda, Sissy, and Analisa told Eli yesterday that they needed to be at the office early this morning. They let Chane and Jon Jr. spend the night with Shawn, Karly Jo, Clara, and Maryanne. Eli stepped out on the front porch earlier than usual that morning since he had all his Little Bucks here for the day. He drank the last of the coffee from his mug and stood looking down at the river before turning to look over toward...

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Doctor Harrod came out just a few minutes after Eli and Jefferson walked into the lobby and sat down. They both jumped up as soon as he came through the door, hurrying to meet him. “Doc?” Eli said as he looked at the young doctor. “Duncan is fine. He’s sleeping now and you’ll both be able to see him in a few hours. I drained the wound where the injury had become infected. There was a bone fragment just as I thought. It was wedged in a clump of hair that had pushed into the tiny skull...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 35

Indian Territory June 15, 1884: “Eli, look at all them dark clouds down yonder south of here. I sure hope we don’t run into any bad weather on the way home,” Duncan said as they rode on into the late afternoon after getting Joe patched up. “I’ve been watching them too, Duncan. I hope they’re between us and home, I’d hate to know our place was being hammered by storms.” By nightfall, the dark storm clouds had moved east of where they were heading, but the air was still damp and heavy like...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 14

With the arraignments and hearings coming up for the criminals that Eli, Duncan and Moses had arrested in the past weeks, they were all required to be in the courthouse most of each day for a week. After that, they were told by Judge Parker they needed to be on call for another week as the prosecutors, lawyers, and public defenders obtained information from them. Though this was a rough two weeks for the three of them, who were used to being out in the open. They did enjoy their time at...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 19

The next morning early, the three had ridden no more than half a mile from camp, when Eli pulled his horse back. “We got riders coming in, hold up and get your guns ready,” he told them. They were suddenly surrounded by sixteen members of a cavalry patrol, handguns drawn and hammers backed. “Stand your position men, United States Cavalry here. You’re trespassing on government property,” a big sergeant in front of the troop yelled. “Mister, you best put them pistols away before we shoot...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 17

As the three rode back to the courthouse, they felt good about the girls going to learn about nursing. They felt good about getting to ride out together again too. Jefferson had their warrants, since Judge Parker was already in court for the day. “Eli, this big horse wants to run some, let’s get stretched out and make some miles. It sure does feel good to be out here again,” Duncan said. They poked their horses up to a good hard gallop and let them run for miles before they pulled them...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 20

They left the courthouse and headed straight home to see the family. Duncan, Moses, and Eli could hardly wait to see their kids. Moses was extremely proud of his and Suh’s boy. They’d named him Pike Longfeather Kidd in honor of Moses’ father. Duncan and Eli’s young’uns were seven, and the two marshals could hardly wait to get home from a trip. Pike was about six months younger than the other boys, but he felt he could do anything the others could – the other boys expected as much of...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 6

It took another hour to get from the high knoll over to the far side of Fayetteville, but they were at the old trading post at last. Eli helped both women to the ground. They were about frozen from being on the trail most of five days. He tied their horses to the hitching rail and rapped on the solid wood door. “ELI IS HERE,” he heard a scream and the door swung wide as Tin Yu, Catt and Eva ran out to him, nearly knocking him over backwards as they grabbed him in a hug, jumping up and...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 11

The next morning, when Rose and Mary came down to the kitchen to start breakfast, Jefferson already had a warm fire built in the cookstove. As they filled the big coffee pot with coffee and water, they heard a noise on the back porch. Jefferson stepped to the back door to see the two nannies and the two kids on the porch, with the billy standing in the yard, looking up at them. Corinne and Lorene were next down the stairs, carrying the two babies, since they had taken it upon themselves to...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 9

The trip back to Fort Smith took three days longer than the trip over to the Panhandle. Twice along the way, Eli killed a small deer late in the day, so they could cook it all night and be gone at daylight, eating the cooked meat along the way. The rest of the time, they only stopped long enough to feed and water the horses and relieve themselves. The prisoners were left to their own devices, as for relieving themselves. While riding on the boards of the rough, bouncing wagon bed, they...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 78

The travelers broke camp at daybreak after an early breakfast. They were still most of a day’s travel from Pecan Ridge and the MacEagle brothers wanted their new friends to visit the Cheyenne Village and meet their grandfather on the way. The Young Bucks and the Crow girls knew White Elk and they were excited about going to the Cheyenne village to meet with him again. They were even more excited to be there when he welcomed his grandsons home after they’d graduated from the private boarding...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 28

Saturday, May 3, 1884 Cherokee Lands Indian Territory Iron Hammer’s Lodge “Eli Crow, I see you have returned and now you bring all the marshals and little Crows to see me. I see my own brothers, the Barkleys, with you. How am I so honored this day?” “Iron Hammer, I came with my friends and young’uns to tell you of a cattle deal we made in Kansas City this week. My little Crows have gifts for your little Hammers and me and my friends are always happy to sit with Iron Hammer and his brothers...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 32

Tulsa, Indian Territory Crow Ridge Cattle Company June 2, 1884 The big house on the hill was full of happy talk as they gathered in the kitchen to talk and catch up on the latest trip into the Territory. Clarissa was typing on her typewriter as fast as she could to keep up with all that was said. She was getting faster at typing and this was the first time she didn’t make notes to type from later. They let the ten youngest travelers talk first, each of them telling their version of the...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 26

A week after the marshals returned from their last trip, Eli rode across the river to Tulsa with Little Eli and the other boys and girls. The young’uns thought they were almost grown now, getting to ride the big high stepping horses all the way across the river with him and going to the post office at Perryman’s. He gave them enough money to buy some candy and even some gum, for the first time in their lives. The boys saw some baseball bats, gloves, and balls and each of them wanted baseball...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 46

December 27, 1884 Tulsa Depot Tulsa, Indian Territory Jon David and Joe were at the train depot when the train pulled in from Kansas City. Jon David had gotten a telegraph message that there would be twenty-one, young Negro women aboard the train arriving on the twenty-seventh. There were only two Pullman cars and a caboose connected to that train. The preacher from the Negro church in Kansas City had made the trip down to Tulsa, escorting the young women personally, since the young women...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 39

Indian Territory October 5, 1884: As the light of dawn began to spread across the plains, they harnessed the mules and hitched the teams to the wagons. They were all ready to meet the others at Pecan Ridge Cattle Company and start the pecan harvest. They saw how the nearby trees were loaded with pecans and knew this pecan crop was going to be a big one. Eli and Moses had been out before dawn, riding the western perimeter. Duncan and Joe had also been riding the eastern perimeter behind...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 107

They did make that trip in September. Eli wanted the family to visit their hotel in Santa Fe then come back through Albuquerque on their week-long trip. They even made it down to Las Cruces to stay two nights at that hotel before heading back home. Eli knew the women would be having babies in the spring and he was already planning trips to Kansas City after the babies were born. In April of 1890, Eli took his Cherokee brothers, Iron Hammer, Iron Hand and Iron Eyes, with their families for a...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 101

Tulsa, Indian Territory Sunday, July 28, 1889 While Moses, Isaac and Little Eli were loading the horses, the engineer yelled and waved to Eli again just as he stepped down from the Pullman carrying Little Eli’s traveling bag. “Marshal, if we’re gonna make a fast run down to Abilene like you want, the fireman will need some help from your bunch to keep up the steam,” he yelled above the noise of the locomotive. “We’ll ride up here with you. I want to keep this this thing red hot and smoking...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 31

Miranda turned and sat sideways on the top rail as she watched Little Eli run over to get on his horse. Lee Yu, Lilly Beth, Kia, and Michi were all waiting for him. They all waved to her when they saw her looking. She felt like getting off the fence right then and grabbing Eli Crow. She was so in love with him and his family. No matter if it was right in the middle of the cattle pens, and right in front of all the men, she could have thrown him to the ground and loved him right here. They...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 76

Across the small hotel dining room, there were three well-dressed men wearing tall white hats, drinking coffee and smoking fat cigars. One of them moved closer to sit at the table nearest the Young Bucks. “Excuse me please, but did I hear you say you have an exceptionally fast horse bred from Cheyenne horse blood?” The man asked from behind Eli. Eli turned to look back at the man, “Yes Sir, we sure do. He’s never been beaten in about thirty races,” he told the man. “We’re here to meet the...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 27

After their meal, they rounded the young’uns up and headed them back upstairs. The elevator had to make two trips to get them all to the top floor. By the time they had the younger ones settled and into bed, it was after ten o’clock and they had a busy day planned for tomorrow. The baseball game started at one o’clock and they were scheduled to play two games before dark. The grownups talked for another hour before heading off to their separate rooms and to bed. They still wanted to spend...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 110

“Trapper, there are at least two dozen turkey-buzzards circling overhead back west of here,” Micah told him as they rode north. Trapper and the others turned their horses to look back to where Micah was pointing. “Looks like we could have a fresh one for you men to check out. Let’s get on over there,” Trapper said and spanked his horse with his reins. They topped a small rise to see at least two dozen more buzzards on the ground tearing into a dead calf. When they rode up, the buzzards...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 111

After their performance on their first assignment in Colorado back in October of 1896, the six Young Bucks’ names became well known at the Western District U.S. Marshal’s Service office in Kansas City. During the next two years they were called upon time and time again to settle disputes. They were sent to the Missouri border town of Fort Scott, Kansas, to help settle a railroad union dispute that had already gotten out of hand with clashes of violence by the time they arrived. With strong...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 37

“We’ve never been up this way before, Daddy. Where are we going?” Little Eli asked. “We’re going up the Arkansas to the rough country where the Pawnee and Osage Tribes join lands. We’ll camp on the Arkansas and we’ll have our own school for you boys out here.” They had crossed the Arkansas River in a northwesterly direction, then followed along the west side of the river until mid-day. The boys were told to bring nothing but jerky in their grub bags, they were going to survive on what the...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 98

Kansas City, Missouri July 21, 1889 Eli and Isaac were up and dressed, after washing up from a wild time the night before when they’d had champagne sprayed all over them and made love on the balcony. They were sitting out on the balcony again, looking down on the sprawling city below as people began to stir and fill the streets. The girls came out laughing and talking about the fun, crazy time they’d had last night. They were bathed, dressed and ready for a day of shopping and sightseeing...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 69

Upon their return to Tulsa from racing Cheyenne at Vinita, Little Eli had met with Bill and Jack Robertson that day, asking them about making a lightweight saddle just for Cheyenne. After measuring and fitting him with the special built saddletree and pad, they made a saddle with no high pommel and no saddle horn. There were no fenders, just leather straps that supported the small brass stirrups. This saddle was half the weight of the working and pleasure saddles they used on the ranch. As...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 18

October 1, 1881 While Eli was getting his latest prisoners turned over to the jailers, Jefferson left the courthouse through the back door and ran out to saddle his horse. He rode hard up the back way, cutting across an open lot and through someones yard as he raced home. He didn’t take time to put his horse in the barn, he knew Eli would see it anyway. He jerked the saddle off and turned his horse in the cow pen. When Eli rode into the yard later, it was almost sundown and there was no one...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 102

When they arrived in Durant, the sun had been up a few hours and Eli herded them to the hotel. The fireman and engineer went with them as the local railroad workers filled the reservoirs with water and oiled the locomotive for them. This was the first chance Eli had for more than a few words with his Bucks since they’d boarded the caboose in Abilene. Eli and Moses sat across the table from them in the dining room and looked at each of them as they talked to their brothers and their...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 36

“Kit, would you and Ruby want to wear buckskins like we do?” Caleb asked as they all talked, ate, and became friends. “We sure do. Marshal Eli told us we could, and said he’d even give us our own horse,” Kit answered. “We’ll have to round up our horses in the morning and see how many we have now. Daddy may have to get more horses from our friend, Iron Hammer. He’s the main man in the Cherokee Tribe that owns all the lands around us,” Little Eli said. “Momma told me we could all go down to...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 42

Crow Ridge Cattle Company Tulsa, Indian Territory Thanksgiving Day November 27,1884: “Here come the Buffalo Soldiers, they’re crossing the river now!” Isaac yelled as he jumped off the back porch, headed toward the barn where the men, the girls, and the rest of the Bucks were gathered. The women had run the men and younger ones from the house so they could finish cooking and get the dinner ready. This was to be the biggest feast and biggest celebration they’d had to date. The men, the...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 33

When they finished unloading the flatcar, they headed back to the house. Smitty, Leon, James, and Albert were on the wagon and Eli drove. “Smitty, I need to have a talk with you. Want to walk down to the river with me?” Eli asked. “Sure Eli, let me get a drink from the pump and I’ll be ready.” “I’ll meet you out front.” Eli went through the house and into the kitchen where the women were fixing supper. “Corinne, come go with me,” Eli said. “Eli, I’m not sure about this now. Can we wait...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 5

After an early start in the cold hours of morning, they rode hard and steady all day, stopping to relieve themselves twice and eat from the grub sack. They made Kansas City, Missouri late in the day as the sun was sinking behind the cold flat horizon, across the river in Kansas. They stopped at a big fancy hotel and registered as Eli and Rose Crow. The desk man was hesitant at first to let the two Half-Breeds stay in his hotel, but saw the Deputy U.S. Marshal badge and the Indian Police...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 62

“ELI! You’re back. Did you get the last one? Dal said you thought there was a woman with them too,” Sam Connor greeted his grandson when he came through the back door, stomping the mud off his feet. Eli was soaked, his buckskins wet and clinging to his body, his moccasins filled with mud and water. He hadn’t even put his long coat on when he left Young’s Store. The back of his coat was shot out anyway. “They’re all taken care of, Grandpa. How’s Grandma? She alright after all this?” He...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 34

When they reached the river’s edge, Kit laid the fuses and caps on a stump. Ruby handed Kit a stick of dynamite and picked up a cap and a short fuse. Eli and the others watched as she inserted the end of a fuse into the open end of the blasting cap, then put her fingers about an inch from the end of the brass. She stuck this short end of the exposed brass into her mouth with the extra fuse trailing down her chin. They could see her straining her jaws as she bit down on the brass, clamping it...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 97

Eli had planned their trip himself and since he wanted them to stay a few days in Boones Crossing without being in a rush, he decided to take his dad’s advice and travel to Kansas City first then come back to Boones Crossing. Though he and Isaac didn’t wear their guns, they did have their knives on their hips, with their guns packed in their traveling bags. Both were dressed in buckskins and their girls dressed in finery like the other women traveling on the train. They ate one meal in the...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 109

Saturday October 3, 1896 Crow Valley, Oklahoma Territory “Let me see that map again, Deuce,” Ezra said. He stood next to Eli and Isaac as they looked at the map. They had just gotten their first orders as Deputy United States Marshals two days ago, and the six of them were excited as they saddled up. They’d packed the night before and already had their two packsaddles loaded with tents, food and supplies for at least a two-week stay once they reached their destination. They were being sent...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 56

Dal Hopkins had been half asleep, half-awake as he worried about his town. He heard a man whisper something behind him in the cell. Was he dreaming? Could it really be? HE KNEW THAT VOICE... He’d know that voice in the middle of a windstorm on the plains or in a howling snowstorm on top of a mountain. No matter where on earth he was, he would know that voice... Eli was here. He knew it was him! How – he didn’t know, but that was Eli Crow behind him, he’d bet his life on it. “Marshal,...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 84

Eli knew he had a battle on his hands convincing the mommas of his sons and daughters that his plan was the best way to keep the Bucks, the Crow girls and the rest of them from having babies and still let them spend time with their friends. He figured the best way to handle this was to get them all at once and get it over with. Miranda, Clarissa, Tin Yu, Catt, Eva, Rose, Sissy, Suh, Juni, and Grandma were gathered together out away from the others. Eli wanted all of them to listen to what he...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 99

Boones Crossing, Kansas July 23, 1889 Little Eli, Kit, Ruby, and Isaac arrived in Boones Crossing early, making the short trip from Kansas City in only a matter of two hours. They had accompanied their friends to the train station the evening before and watched as they boarded the train to Colorado. This was a tearful parting of new friends with all of them vowing to meet again soon. The McInnis sisters especially took it hard, sobbing as they sat on the train and waved out the window to...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 108

Crow Ridge September 1, 1896 “Come on in, Ezra. Your dad and I wanted to talk to you before you head back to Crow Valley,” Rose told her son. Jefferson was sitting up in bed with the covers pulled to his waist. “Dad, are you feeling any better?” Ezra asked as he walked over to sit at his bedside and lay his hand on top Jefferson’s right hand. “I feel better today, Son. This has actually been one of my better days in the past few months. “Dad, I suppose I’ve always taken for granted that...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 41

When the Buffalo Soldiers rolled in from Little Tree with empty wagons, all of them jumped in and loaded them as quickly as possible. There were fifteen more loads to ship after they held back the last three loaded wagons to take to Tulsa. Willis turned fifteen of his men right back around, telling them to get on back so they could all head over to Tulsa and start learning to be oil well drillers. The next morning early, Eli and Jon David were sitting by the fire outside, drinking coffee...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 92

Eli knew he had to get over to the women as soon as he could. He saw them laughing and talking with Analisa, pointing now and then toward where he stood. Even Sissy, Miranda, and Grandmother were huddled with the young Mexican woman, whispering and laughing. When Catt and Eva pulled her aside, they were laughing aloud and Eli knew it was time to go. “I see all of you have met Analisa. I hope you’ll make her welcome. I’ve asked her to work for us when we get back to Tulsa,” Eli told them when...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 12

Two weeks earlier, when Duncan and Eli had split as they arrived in Tulsa, Duncan felt alone as he rode north toward Kansas. Though he’d been a deputy marshal for over two years when he met Eli, he’d grown to like hid friend so well that he missed his company and the friendship they shared together on their trips into the Territory. He rode into southern Kansas two days later, after riding late like he and Eli often did when they first met. He wanted to hurry and do his law business, then...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 29

The men of Crow Ridge Cattle Company loaded the second trainload of cattle bound for Kansas City and knew there wasn’t time to load another fifteen cars before dark. The first trainload would have to make it to the next sidetrack, near the Kansas state line, before the two empty trains could travel on down to Tulsa. They made plans to start loading at daylight the next day. The empty trains would arrive during the night and have to lay over. They gathered around after the first day of...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 71

The Waco Kid never raised his head as he reached out to pick up a stick and thrash it across the bedroll nearest him. “Get your asses up, we got a score to settle this morning and I’m ready to get started!” he said loudly. The other men began to stir in their bedrolls and The Waco Kid rolled over to sit up. He had yet to look up as he pulled his boots on, then picked up his two pistols and shoved them down in his holsters. He stretched his arms over his head, wincing at the pain in his ribs,...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 73

Crow Ridge March 29, 1889 The family was up before dawn to see the Crow girls and the Young Bucks off. Even their younger brothers and sisters were up. Eli cornered Little Eli and Ezra as soon as they came downstairs and pulled them aside. “I need to give you men something. I’ve been wanting to tell you about this, but never felt like it was the right time until now. “Eli, back when you told me that you Bucks wanted to have a place of your own and still wanted it to be near each other, I...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 53

Union Station Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania June 19, 1885 Eli had been on the train for four days when he arrived in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. They had an hour layover there, one of many layovers they’d had on his long train ride from Indian Territory. After he’d found the toilets to relieve himself, he sat inside the huge train station and watched the hundreds of people coming and going. He’d never seen this many people in one place ever before, not even in Kansas City at the ballpark. He kept...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 30

“This is absolutely beautiful. I just love the way the houses and barns look with all the pecan trees around,” Miranda said. “It does look good and shady back in them trees. We need to plant some pecan trees over at the other place to shade it a little, I reckon,” Eli agreed. “You boys get you some clean buckskins and go back behind the barn and get a bath,” Eli told the six boys. “Miranda, would you help Sissy get the girls back there and get them bathed?” “I will, but first we’re going...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 48

There were snow flurries blowing in the wind, with a light blanket already covering the ground when the Bucks started out the next morning after saying their goodbyes to the family. They were dressed in their buckskins with their union suits underneath and heavy boiler overalls over their buckskins. Each had a leather fur-lined cap pulled down over their head and ears. They wore wool scarves backed with flannel over their faces, leaving only a slit with their eyes exposed as they rode...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 13

Eli and Duncan headed out of town with their wagon load of prisoners. Bud Parkins drove the wagon, Duncan and Eli rode their horses. “Eli, I already like this horse pretty good. He’s as tall and long legged as that big stud you got.” “Yep, you got a good’un, Duncan.” They turned south at the creek crossing, and rode right by Noonan’s ranch. “You could at least let me see my wife before you take me back,” Noonan said. “I’ll go see if she wants to see you... “Duncan, you keep them headed...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 89

“What can I do for you, Mister? You look to be part Indian. Are you?” The man behind the window at the train station said as Eli walked up to the window to send a telegraph message back to Little Tree. “I need to send a message over to Little Tree, Texas. Can you do that for me?” Eli said, ignoring the man’s remark. “I sure can. Who is it for and what name do you want on it?” “Put my name on it, Marshal Eli Crow. Send it to Hoke at the livery. Tell him I need him to get word to my folks at...

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The Legend of Eli CrowChapter 67

“Son, that was some race. We heard what Parkman’s jockey said. You did the right thing holding Cheyenne back, then letting him run away with the race after they’d tried to run him down like that. You’d think Sam Parkman would know better by now,” Eli said as he and Joe stood beside Little Eli when their picture was made. “Did you win big again, Dad?” Little Eli asked, knowing by his smile that he did. “We all won big on that race. I already have another big bet placed on the last race...

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