The Vengeance Seeker 3 by Will C. Knott

Author:Will C. Knott
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: winchester rifle, revenge story, colt revolver, western ebooks, piccadilly publishing, us frontier justice, gunfighters of the old west
Publisher: Piccadilly

As Wolf rode up to the dugout house, Bobby Tyler jumped down off the low corral fence and raced toward him. Wolf was surprised to see the boy, but he recognized it for what it was: a lucky break. Behind the boy, having just emerged from the dugout, Dan Tyler hurried toward Wolf as well.

Wolf waved, rode closer to the two of them, and then swung off his horse, wincing as he lit. His right foot was still hurting.

“Well, that’s right neighborly,” Dan Tyler remarked, shaking Wolf’s hand firmly. “You come to visit.”

“Just passing through,” Wolf said, roughing Bobby’s hair. “But I guess a visit might not be such a bad idea, after all my backside’s sore and my horse needs water and oats.”

“I’ll take the horse, Pa,” Bobby said.

“Thanks, Bobby,” Wolf said as the boy led the black toward the makeshift stable on the other side of the corral fence.

“You’re welcome to stay as long as you have a need to,” Dan said. “We can use a strong pair of hands. Soon now, the neighbors down the river will be coming to help me raise our cabin. I’ve just about got most of the logs cut and hauled.” As he walked, he pointed to a neat pile of sawed logs on the other side of the dugout.

“Nice spot you got here,” Wolf remarked.

“It’s prime land,” the man said with great enthusiasm. “Deep, black topsoil. The wheat’ll be high enough by this time next year to let me build a larger, frame house. We’re here to stay, Caulder.” Wolf nodded. He could see that.

And then they were inside the dugout. The place was damp, but reasonably habitable. Dan Tyler had dug it out of a sloping flank on a rise of ground. It was rectangular in shape and seemed to be about six feet deep, a short flight of dirt steps leading into it. The front and side walls were chunks of sod cut from the valley floor and were raised to a height of at least two and a half feet above the land’s surface. The roof over Wolf’s head was obviously the most substantial part of the structure and seemed fashioned of old boards, straw and more sod.

A table was thrust against one of the sod walls. Wolf sat down on a rough-hewn log that served as a bench seat as Dan went over to the stove and reached for a battered coffee pot.

“This coffee is real fresh,” he told Wolf. “I made it sometime yesterday.”

“That’ll be fine.”

As Dan began to build up the fire in the stove, he said to Wolf, without looking back at him, “What’s wrong with your right leg? Noticed your limp soon as you got off your horse.”

“Been shot—the tail end of a load of buckshot caught the calf.”

“That so?”

“There’s a posse on my tail, Dan. But I’d still appreciate the coffee.”

Bobby raced into the dugout then, pulling up abruptly as he saw Wolf sitting at the table. “Your horse is taken care of, Mr.

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