2 Gun Western, May 1957 — page 86: what you’re looking at

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Into that outpost of hell plunged bush- whacking Flash Hayden —to throw up a bullet barrier around a defense- less tenderfoot’s dark-eyed bride.... OUNTED on a powerful steeldust gelding, his saddle- bags bulging with loot taken from the gutted Jacktown bank, Flash Hayden rode recklessly toward the Thundergust hills. A grin of con- tempt for the enraged. posse that roared on his backtrail curled the gaunt, red-haired renegade’s thin lips. Thoughts of the bank cashier he’d killed an hour ago squirmed through his brain. For Flash Hayden was a man of adverse natures—a man of sudden fierce passions that were apt to ee SATAN’S SEGUNDO A blazing gunbattle exploded in a burst of fury. i oe GUNNISON —_ ’ STEELE | spawn some act of kindness, or deed of brutish cruelty, It had been said of Flash Hayden that he once gave a widow a thousand dollars to pay off a mortgage, and that same night killed his best friend in a quarrel over a quart of whiskey! Satan’s Segundo, some prairie wit had branded him, and the sobriquet was apt. A strange, quiet man, pantherish despite his great size and strength. His eyes were yellow as a cougar’s, his hawkish features marred by a livid knife scar from ear to chin. In all his perverse make-up Flash Hay- * TIME-HONORED WESTERN CLASSIC %& “Copyright 1938, Western Fiction Pub. Inc, oe ) / l | 7 es Oe CEonniclooolks Com