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A Gent From Bear Creek Short Story

Auhtor: Robert Ervin Howard

Language: english
Published: 1934

Genres:

fiction,  short stories,  westerns
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Review by C. F. Hill, August 2006


Rating: (****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Summary of the Book 'A Gent From Bear Creek Short Story':

A Gent from Bear Creek is a collection of Western short stories by Robert E. Howard. It was first published in the UK in 1937 by Herbert Jenkins. The first US edition was published by Donald M. Grant Publisher Inc. in 1966.

Excerpts from the Book 'A Gent From Bear Creek Short Story':


... Joel, gnashing his teeth whilst blood streamed down his whiskers. He's broke three of my fangs and I'll have his life! Stand aside, Breckinridge! ...
... goes for me, too, said Joel, grinding his teeth. I'm declarin' truce till tomorrer mornin'. If Breckinridge cain't show me by then that you didn't ...
... on Bear Creek gone crazy? I demanded. Can't a man look into a holler tree without gettin' assassinated? You was after my gold, swore Uncle Jeppard. So ...
... wanted to see if it was safe, and so did Joel and Erath. If them men was thieves, they'd have took it when they found it yesterday. Where'd you get it, ...
... tomorrer mornin', he compromised. I won't pull a trigger till then. But, said Uncle Jeppard waxing poetical, if my gold ain't in my hands by the ...
... much trouble in following the trail, and finally, late in the evening, I come out on a narrow dusty path where the calk-marks of his hoofs was very ...
... will get him again. Won't you please take him home? Where you-all live? I inquired. We been livin' in a cabin on Grizzly Mountain since Ormond ...
... laid him on a bunk, and the women begun to work over him, and I went out to my horse, because I was in a hurry to get gone. Jim follered me. This is ...
... biggest man I ever saw, and the biggest fool. Good night! I thought, the folks in Wampum is the queerest acting I ever seen. I took my horse to the ...
... hitching up their belts and kinda gathering around me. Ormond scowled and combed his beard with his fingers, and rocked on his heels and said: I got ...
... in. Here I ought to be hunting Black Whiskers and getting the gold to take back to Bear Creek and save the lives of a lot of my kin-folks, but instead ...
... breathing licker fumes in my face through the window bars. No money? And you expect us to feed you for nothin'? So he cussed me, and went off. Purty ...
... large. I looked helplessly out the window. It was getting late, but the Golden Eagle was still going full blast. I could hear the music blaring away, ...
... and I heard Ashley talkin' to a pal of his, and Ashley said he'd have to raise some gold somehow, or Ormond would have him killed, but that he was goin' ...
... in my scabbard. I looked in and seen the same crowd there, and Ormond r'ared back at the bar with his belly stuck out, roaring and bragging. I stepped ...
... across the mountains and I grabbed the other three and squoze them together. I then flung them against the bar and headed into the rest of the mess of ...
... I bent over to get the second gun, and a little man hopped on my shoulders from behind at the same time and began clawin' like a catamount. That made ...
... by daylight, but maybe I'll git there in time to keep everybody from killin' everybody else. Here's Uncle Jeppard's cussed gold! And I waved the ...
... place. I'm givin' this gold to Ellen, I said. She shore deserves a reward. And givin' it to her makes me feel like maybe I accomplished somethin' on ...
... no evidence that Tolkien was influenced by the earlier author, however. A full century after his birth, Howard remains a seminal figure, with his best ...