Clem Donor quickly relayed to us that he had worked with the surgeon for a few years while stationed with the army at Fort Scott. I looked at Doc who nodded and I removed the handcuffs. He then moved down next to Doc. He went through the procedures, making sure that we…
Echoes From the Campfire
The empty people, they wanted nothing more; they chafed at bonds because they were not mature enough for discipline, the kind of discipline one gives himself. He had seen too many of them, sad, misguided people, railing at institutions and ideas they were too juvenile to accept. The important things in life called for maturity,…
Coffee Percs
He stopped to warm his hands by the big potbellied stove. A taste of coffee might warm his hide a little too, so he filled a cup and walked back to the window.” –Nathan Wright (The Trail) Come in, Pard, warm yurself up. Got…
Echoes From the Campfire
He could not give up to bitterness and hatred, whatever his misfortunes and his fate.” –Zane Grey (The Desert of Wheat) “The heart knows its own bitterness, And a stranger does not share its joy.” …