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Gustave Aimard. The Border Rifles: A Tale of the Texan War
The Border Rifles: A Tale of the Texan War
Table of Contents
PREFACE
CHAPTER I. THE RUNAWAY
CHAPTER II. QUONIAM
CHAPTER III. BLACK AND WHITE
CHAPTER IV. THE MANADA
CHAPTER V. BLACK-DEER
CHAPTER VI. THE CLAIM
CHAPTER VII. MONKEY-FACE
CHAPTER VIII. THE DECLARATION OF WAR
CHAPTER IX. THE SNAKE PAWNEES
CHAPTER X. THE BATTLE
CHAPTER XI. THE VENTA DEL POTRERO
CHAPTER XII. LOVE AND JEALOUSY
CHAPTER XIII. CARMELA
CHAPTER XIV. THE CONDUCTA DE PLATA
CHAPTER XV. THE HALT
A POLITICAL SKETCH
CHAPTER XVII. THE PANTHER-KILLER
CHAPTER XVIII. LANZI
CHAPTER XIX. THE CHASE
THE CONFESSION
CHAPTER XXI. THE JAGUAR
CHAPTER XXII. BLUE-FOX
CHAPTER XXIII. THE WHITE SCALPER
CHAPTER XXIV. AFTER THE FIGHT
CHAPTER XXV. AN EXPLANATION
CHAPTER XXVI. THE EXPRESS
CHAPTER XXVII. THE GUIDE
CHAPTER XXVIII. JOHN DAVIS
CHAPTER XXIX. THE BARGAIN
CHAPTER XXX. THE AMBUSCADE
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Gustave Aimard
Published by Good Press, 2021
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