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6 WILLIAM HOPSON fleecing every pilgrim and miner who's fool enough to set in on the games. Watch out for a kid named Evergreen. Just Ever- green. He’s a holy terror and he knows it. He hangs out there. Anything else you want to know, just look me up evenin’s be- tween trips.” “Thanks,” Tex replied. “Might see you tonight over in the cabin or around town. So long.” “So long.” Tex rode through the open wagon yard gate, swung down, and began to remove his chaps. He shifted the gun sheath up high enough on his hip to slide them down and then kicked them off, a leg at a time. A lanky youth came up. “You the hostler?” Tex asked. “Yep. Call me Curley, everybody else does.” “Any chance to put up the black for a few days?” “Sure,” Curley grinned. “If the boss could see that hoss he'd force you to stay here, I reckon. He’s that crazy about good hosses. His name’s Pearson. He owns the Silver Pound too. Ill take care of him. Two dollars a night, which is plenty cheap, con- siderin’ the way freight rates are. Nice lookin’ black. How old?” He was taking the reins while Tex slung his chaps across the saddle and then untied a large carpet bag and two saddle bags. He removed his rifle from the boot. It was a heavy gun, a single shot 45-90. Most men preferred a repeater because it was lighter and didn’t need reloading in case of emergency. But Tex Burnett belonged to that school of thought which believed that the first shot was the most important one; and the big 45-90 with its 350-grain bullet could reach out quite a way for that all-impor- tant first shot. “Six,” Burnett said, in reply to the hostler’s question. “Want to sell him? The boss'll probably be interested.” “I'm not. Give him a good rub-down, too.” “Sure,” said the hostler, and caught.the flipped silver dollar. “And maybe youll change your mind after bucking the games in the Pheasant and the gambling room of the Pound fer a few nights.” Curley pointed out Jed Haraway’s cabin and Tex made his way over, carrying his possessions. It was a big structure of two comicbooks.com