Cowboy Short Stories, November 1939 — page 50: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

>» DEW thee tabhe tr. ge ee onan weet saad eM YI! “ were” Dan shot his fist to Spade’s jaw. MA FIGHTING COWARD By E. B. MANN A Colt duel with a slower gunhawk foe meant powdersmoke redemption for Dan Coward . . . but when Coward balanced a lovely girl's happiness against his self- respect, he accepted the West's most hated stigma—the coyote brand! EDDY CURRAN whipped a fast left at Dan Coward’s jaw, and missed; and the next thing he heard was the raucous jeers of the half dozen or so skirt-shy cow-pokes decorating the bunks of the Ninety-seven bunkhouse. This was the night of the Rodeo which Pop Turner and his daughter, June, put on each year to celebrate the beginning of the dude season, and Reddy and Dan had got to scuffling in the bathhouse and had put on the gloves to settle it. Don’t get me wrong. Reddy and Dan were friends; side-kicks. You may have A HEART-APPEALING YARN OF A COLT-MAN'S TRIGGER RENUNCIATION! Conniclooo Go