The Return of the Mountain ManFrom the USA Today–bestselling author of The Last Mountain Man, an Old West gunfighter closes in on the men who killed his family. William W. Johnstone’s vivid, uncompromising novels stand as violent portraits of the rugged American frontiersman and the forces that forged him. In this powerful novel, Johnstone tells the story of a young Missourian forced by fate and violence into lawlessness—where he sees a chance to right the wrong that shattered his family and his soul…Smoke Jensen is a young man raised on loss and bitterness, nurtured by a mountain man named Preacher. Now, Smoke Jensen, with his, a new black horse and an old grudge, slips over the unmarked border into the turbulent Idaho Territory. Ahead is a town called Bury, built on stolen gold, and run by a band of ruthless men who had a hand in the murder of Smoke's brother in the Civil War. Smoke's father died in pursuit of those killers, but urged his son not to waste his life in vengeance… Swift, powerful, and poetic, Return Of The Mountain Man is an action-packed tale by William W. Johnstone, an American master—and a great chronicler of our harsh and often unforgiving last frontier. |
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William W. Johnstone. Back of the bar, in a solo game, sat Dangerous Dan McGrew. And watching his luck was his light-o'-love, the lady that's known as Lou. —Robert W. Service 1 The man called Smoke looked at the new wanted.
William W. Johnstone. Back of the bar, in a solo game, sat Dangerous Dan McGrew. And watching his luck was his light-o'-love, the lady that's known as Lou. —Robert W. Service 1 The man called Smoke looked at the new wanted.
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... called himself Buck West. Kirby Jensen had been sixteen years old when the old mountain man called Preacher hung the nickname Smoke on him. Preacher had predicted that Smoke would turn out to be a very famous man. And he had. As one of ...
... called himself Buck West. Kirby Jensen had been sixteen years old when the old mountain man called Preacher hung the nickname Smoke on him. Preacher had predicted that Smoke would turn out to be a very famous man. And he had. As one of ...
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... called Buck stood six feet, two inches, barefooted. He weighed one eighty: all hard-packed muscle and bone. His waist was lean and his short hair ash-blond. The stallion shook his head. Buck patted him on the neck. The stallion quieted ...
... called Buck stood six feet, two inches, barefooted. He weighed one eighty: all hard-packed muscle and bone. His waist was lean and his short hair ash-blond. The stallion shook his head. Buck patted him on the neck. The stallion quieted ...
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... called himself Buck West. Stratton, Potter, and Richards had thrown their best gunhands at the young man. He had killed them all. Thus far, Stratton, Potter, and Richards had failed to stop Buck. Buck had no intention of failing. 2 Buck ...
... called himself Buck West. Stratton, Potter, and Richards had thrown their best gunhands at the young man. He had killed them all. Thus far, Stratton, Potter, and Richards had failed to stop Buck. Buck had no intention of failing. 2 Buck ...
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... called. “If you want trouble, I'll give you all you can handle.” Buck knew the grizzled old man slowly riding toward his small fire, but could not immediately put a name to him. The man—anywhere between sixty-five and a hundred and five ...
... called. “If you want trouble, I'll give you all you can handle.” Buck knew the grizzled old man slowly riding toward his small fire, but could not immediately put a name to him. The man—anywhere between sixty-five and a hundred and five ...
Contents
Section 14 | 107 |
Section 15 | 113 |
Section 16 | 123 |
Section 17 | 131 |
Section 18 | 139 |
Section 19 | 145 |
Section 20 | 153 |
Section 21 | 163 |
Section 9 | 61 |
Section 10 | 71 |
Section 11 | 79 |
Section 12 | 87 |
Section 13 | 97 |
Section 22 | 171 |
Section 23 | 179 |
Section 24 | 189 |
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ain’t asked Audie began Buck Buck West Buck’s Bury called camp close cowboy damned dead Deputy don’t Drifter east eyes face feel fight fire followed front gathered give going gone gonna grinned ground gunhands hands hard head heard hell horses Janey Jensen Joiner Josh keep kids killed knew ladies laughed leave live looked MacGregor man’s marshal mean miles mind Miss mountain moved never once passed Potter Preacher probably pulled pushed ranch Reese Richards ride riders rifle rode Rogers saddle Sally seen Sheriff shot side slowly smiled Smoke soon stand stay stepped stood Stratton street sure talk tell thing thought told took town turned voice waiting walked watched West wild woman women yelled young