15 Western Short Stories — page 77: what you’re looking at

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HEY topped Maraposa, Mitch,” he said. “That’s | arise and the the old home town.” | WESTERN lights of a Big witch eG Oe a in the l town blinked down Saddle and a grin split his airy face. CLASSIC Hee im fe Cagle The prodigal son come back, eh, — | . Kide” ness below thern. They stopped their The Pronto Kid's eves were somb jaded mounts and the Pronto Kid pe gaid “It don't ae a cine, shoved his hat back, his slim, wiry Mitch. I had all I wanted of this burg body loose in the saddle. “That’s when I was a button. We’ll get some | TIME oe HONORED i? goes Big Mitch and the Kid had their guns out and blazing in the Maraposa street! This wild one would never wipe out the blood on his backtrail simply by hanging up his guns.... copyright 1947, Newsstand Publications, Ine. 77 : cComicbooks CO