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War On Bear Creek

Auhtor: Robert Ervin Howard

Language: english
Published: 1935

Genres:

fiction,  short stories,  westerns
Downloads: 207
eBook size: 69Kb

Review by A. Dent, October 2008


Rating: (***)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'War On Bear Creek':

... that onto Bear Creek is just like heavin' a jackrabbit to a pack of starvin' loboes. He hove a sigh and shook his head, and put his hat back on. Rassle ...
... had on a funny kinda coat with pockets and a belt which he called a shooting jacket, and a big hat like a mushroom made outa cork with a red ribbon ...
... That there is a perlite young man, but I'm afeared he ain't as hale as he oughta be. I just give him a pull at my jug, and he didn't gulp but one good ...
... for, it would plumb smother me, but pap says they was always peculiar that way. We warn't in sight of the settlement, but the schoolhouse warn't far ...
... my buckskin shirt. Everybody is just wonderin' when you'll set the date. But le's git at the lesson. I done learnt the words you writ out for me yesterday. But ...
... everybody on Bear Creek is just wonderin' when you're goin' to set the day for us to git hitched. You see gals don't stay single very long in these parts, ...
... he howled. You see this? That's the tail of Daniel Webster, the finest derned razorback boar which ever trod the Humbolts! That danged tenderfoot of ...
... Wild boar? What wild boar? That-un you shot the tail off of with that there fool elerfant gun, I said. Listen: next time you see a hawg-critter ...
... make me a fine wife. He whirled like I'd stabbed him and his face looked pale in the dusk. You? he said, You a wife? Well, I said bashfully, ...
... and oncet I thought I seen a shadowy figger duck behind a bush. But when I run back there, it was gone, and no track to show in the pine needles. ...
... of 'em would be gunning for me. But I got tired of it, and left J. Pembroke in a small glade while I snuck back to do some shaddering of my own. I aimed ...
... through the trees, calling back over his shoulder: They is still men on Bear Creek which will see justice did for the aged and helpless. I'll git ...
... I ain't forgot that lame mule Jeppard traded me for a sound animal back in '69. Let 'em come! THEY COME ALL RIGHT, and surged up in front of ...
... he took the war-path. No sooner had he disposed of Polk County than he jumped seven foot into the air, cracked his heels together three times, give ...
... barrel when Jack Grimes stuck a pistol in my face. I slapped it aside just as he fired and the bullet missed me and taken a ear offa Jim Gordon. I was ...
... I just never done it. It was Ozark's fault more than mine for toting that pitchfork, and it ought to be Ozark that Erath cusses when he starts to ...
... and one of 'em must have hived in Miss Margaret's winder. The Kirbys had dragged most of their belongings into the yard and some was bringing water ...
... the back winder to save Miss Margaret. She was gone, but they was a note she'd left. I was fixin' to climb out the winder when this maneyack grabbed me. Gimme ...
... but I can't stay on Bear Creek any longer. It was tough enough anyway, but being expected to marry you was the last straw. You've been very kind to ...
... the Cimmerian, a.k.a. Conan the Barbarian, a literary icon whose pop-culture imprint can be compared to such icons as Tarzan of the Apes, Sherlock ...