ILLUSTRATIONS
Reading edition
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Hicks drew his and slapped me over the head with it,
even as my finger curled on the triggerFrontispiece
Bedded in the soft earth underneath lay the slim buckskin sacks159
"There's been too much blood shed over that wretched
gold already. Let them have it"212
A war for the open road against an enemy whose only
weapon was his unswerving bulk256