Lonigan
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Lonigan
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- Format
- Mass market
- Language
- English
- Category
- Short Stories
- Condition
- Used
- ISBN-13
- 9780553275360
- ISBN-10
- 0553275364
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ISBN: 0553275364
Author: Louis L'Amour
Condition: Used
About the AuthorOur foremost storyteller of the American West, Louis LAmour has thrilled a nation by chronicling the adventures of the brave men and woman who settled the frontier. There are more than three hundred million copies of his books in print around the world.Product DescriptionIn this exciting collection of short stories, Louis LAmour, the legendary voice of the American West, celebrates the unique breed of men who worked the great cattle ranches. Men like Dan Regan, who refused to surrender when trouble came . . .Con Fargo, who would fight for what was his-despite the odds . . .Rowdy Horn, a small-time rancher with big-time dreams . . .Tandy Thayer, too loyal to forget a friend . . .Bill Carey, who might have fallen low, but not low enough to let the likes of Tabat Ryerson ride off with a woman like Jane Conway . . . and in the classic title story, Danny Lonigan, a hard rider who faced a group of rustlers without fear-or mercy.From the Inside FlapIn this exciting collection of short stories, Louis L'Amour, the legendary voice of the American West, celebrates the unique breed of men who worked the great cattle ranches. Men like Dan Regan, who refused to surrender when trouble came -- Con Fargo, who would fight for what was his--despite the odds -- Rowdy Horn, a small-time rancher with big-time dreams -- Tandy Thayer, too loyal to forget a friend ... Bill Carey, who might have fallen low, but not low enough to let the likes of Tabat Ryerson ride off with a woman like Jane Conway -- and in the classic title story, Danny Lonigan, a hard rider who faced a group of rustlers without fear--or mercy.From the Back CoverIn this exciting collection of short stories, Louis L'Amour, the legendary voice of the American West, celebrates the unique breed of men who worked the great cattle ranches. Men like Dan Regan, who refused to surrender when trouble came -- Con Fargo, who would fight for what was his--despite the odds -- Rowdy Horn, a small-time rancher with big-time dreams -- Tandy Thayer, too loyal to forget a friend ... Bill Carey, who might have fallen low, but not low enough to let the likes of Tabat Ryerson ride off with a woman like Jane Conway -- and in the classic title story, Danny Lonigan, a hard rider who faced a group of rustlers without fear--or mercy.Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.LONIGANHEAT LAY LIKE the devils curse upon the slow-moving herd, and dust clouded above and around them. The eyes of the cattle were glazed, and the grass beneath their feet was brown and without vigor or life-giving nourishment.The sun was lost in a brassy sky, and when Calkins knelt and put his palm to the ground the earth was almost too hot to touch. He got slowly to his feet, his face unnaturally old with the gray film of dust and the stubble of beard on his jaws.You ask for the truth. His voice was harsher than normal, and Ruth Gurney recognized it at once, and looked at him quickly, for as a child, she had known this man and had loved him like an uncle. All right, youll get the truth. Theres no chance of you making money on this herd. Half your cows will die this side of Dodge. Theyll die of thirst and heat, and the rest wont be worth the drive. Youre broke, maam.Her lips tightened and as the truth penetrated she was filled with desperation coupled with a feminine desire for tears. All along she had guessed as much, but one-and-all the hands had avoided telling her.But whats the matter, Lon? The Circle G always made its drives before, and always made money. Weve the same men, and the trails the same.No. He spoke flatly. Nothins the same. The trails bad. Its been a strikin dry year, and we got a late start. The other herds got the good grass, and trampled the rest into the dust. Shes hottern usual, too. And, he added grimly, we aint got the same men.But we have, Lon! Ruth protested.No. He was old and stubborn. We aint. We got one
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