Fifteen Western Tales, March 1954 — page 38: what you’re looking at

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

The Preacher Takes A - The kid was staring Um x3 FAL down at Kincaid’s lifeless form. RICHARD FERBER Gunfire was the only language HE SUN rose above the far rim of the basin, sending the first warmth to the long porch of the ranch house. dared answer .. . until blood Jeff Hardeman stretched and walked to the : ‘railing, the morning stiffness beginning to work out of -his bones. He looked at his preacher’s son—and a - Colt watch. Nine.o’clock. He could. feel. the winter chill on the wind. In another week Et fired: Bee fanel — . they. would have to start driving the cattle down from. the upper ridges. Bal Kincaid spoke and no one tempted Ben Hardeman, the 38 CoOnmeooolks, Conn