This eBook edition of «Rimrock Trail» has been formatted to the highest digital standards and adjusted for readability on all devices. Excerpt: "The three partners, saddle-chums for years, ever seeking mutual employ, known through Texas and Arizona as the «Three Musketeers of the Range,» sat on the porch of the ranch-house, discussing business and lighter matters. One year before they had pooled their savings and Sandy Bourke, youngest of the three and the most aggressive, coolest and swiftest of action, had gloriously bucked the faro tiger and won enough to buy the Three Star Ranch and certain rights of free range." J. Allan Dunn (1872–1941) was one of the high-producing writers of the American pulp fiction. He first made a name for himself in pulp magazine Adventure. He was a specialist in South Sea stories, and pirate tales. His main genres were adventure and western, but he also wrote a number of detective stories.
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J. Allan Dunn. Rimrock Trail
Rimrock Trail
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CHAPTER I. GRIT
CHAPTER II. CASEY
CHAPTER III. MOLLY
CHAPTER IV. SANDY CALLS THE TURN
CHAPTER V. IN THE BED OF THE CREEK
CHAPTER VI. PASO CABRAS
CHAPTER VII. BOLSA GAP
CHAPTER VIII. THE PASS OF THE GOATS
CHAPTER IX. CAROCA
CHAPTER X. SANDY RETURNS
CHAPTER XI. PAY DIRT
CHAPTER XII. WHITE GOLD
CHAPTER XIII. A ROPE BREAKS
CHAPTER XIV. A FREE-FOR-ALL
CHAPTER XV. CASEY TOWN
CHAPTER XVI. EAST AND WEST
CHAPTER XVII. WESTLAKE BRINGS NEWS
CHAPTER XVIII. DEHORNED
CHAPTER XIX. THE HIDEOUT
CHAPTER XX. MOLLY MINE
CHAPTER XXI. THE END OF THE ROPE
CHAPTER XXII. THE VERY END
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J. Allan Dunn
CHAPTER I GRIT
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He shook himself vigorously, sending out the dust with which he was powdered in all directions, making Mormon sneeze. He stretched his muzzle toward the mountains, threw it up and barked for the first time. As Sandy and Sam mounted, the latter leading the gray mare, Grit ran ahead of them and came back to make certain they were following. Then he headed for the spot in the mesquite whence he had emerged, marking the opening of a narrow trail. The horses broke into a lope, the two men, the three mounts, and the dog, off on their errand of mercy.
Mormon watched them well into the mesquite before he put back the hair in the water the dog had left and went on with his plaiting: As he handled the pliant horsehairs he talked aloud, range fashion.
