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SHOWDOWN AT YELLOW BUTTE
by Louis L'Amour
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SHOWDOWN AT YELLOW BUTTE
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PRINTING HISTORY
This book was originally published under the pseudonym "Jim Mayo"
Bantam paperback edition / May 1983
The Louis L'Amour Collection/August 1985
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Copyright й1953 by Louis & Katherine L'Amour Trust. Book design by Rene Gelman.
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SHOWDOWN AT
YELLOW BUTTE,
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g was quiet in Mustang. Three whole days had passed a killing. The townsfolk, knowing
their community, not fooled. They had long since resigned themselves to the
In fact, they would be relieved when the situation was to normal---a killing every
day; more on hot days. Several without deadly gunplay built up a mounting tension
that unbearable. Who would be next?
with Clay Allison, who had killed thirty men, playing over at the Morrison House,
and Black Jack Ketchum, who deserved the hanging he was soon to get, sleeping off
a at the St. James--trouble could be expected in the very future.
The walk before the St. James was now cool, and Captain Tom a stranger in town, sat
in a well-polished chair and stud the street with interested eyes.
lie was a tall young man with rusty brown hair and green quiet mannered and quick