When Death Rode the Range

by William West Winter

A Western novel..Lincoln lay dust sprinkled and drab under the frowning lee of the Capitans, slumbering decietfully in the white blaze of the sun. Squat brown adobe houses lined it's street; warped boards curled on it's sidewalks, somnolent cow ponies hung heavy heads at it's hitching racks. Citizens of the place occasionally sauntered across the dusty road to enter the doors at a saloon, where such life as was astir appeared to center.

Hardcover

Published January 1, 1926