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doc#136 | . The pall of dust they raised |
doc#136 | bale on top of me. I |
doc#136 | the thin ranks of warriors, old |
doc#137 | pulled her out of the saddle. </p> |
doc#137 | 've had enough of that. I |
doc#137 | <p> The first part of the road was |
doc#138 | about the worth of a ticket. </p> |
doc#138 | a loose estimate of how many men |
doc#138 | with the workings of the hall. |
doc#139 | laid the barrel of his gun alongside |
doc#139 | before a group of Easterners had bought |
doc#139 | he bribed one of the guards. |
doc#140 | to the care of the little pink |
doc#140 | the final execution of his crime. |
doc#141 | in a couple of hours". </p> |
doc#142 | . The door of the lockup was |
doc#143 | seen or heard of , one thing |
doc#143 | justice the men of the new West |
doc#144 | 's pistol out of its holster. </p> |
doc#145 | at the foot of Emigrant Rock was |