Smiling Charlie

Even at fifty, Colonel Stockton looked like a chained-up tornado. He was called "Colonel" because he could command a regiment in hell. He raised cattle in a valley of about two hundred square miles and ran it like a trap. It was easy enough to get in, but hard as the devil to get out. Into the Colonel's realm rode Smiling Charlie Lamb, tall and handsome, with a price on his head. The reward made him a wanted man. His skills with his fists and his gun were awesome but they paled beside his s...