On the American Frontier following the Civil War, families were, sometimes, torn apart by small gangs of ruthless outlaws, disease, drought, and hunger. Law was in short supply with, oftentimes only a handful of US marshals and local sheriffs to administer justice to vast regions of unsettled territories. Small bands of Native American Indians roamed the prairies in search of the diminishing herds of buffalo, deer, and other wild game no longer available on the reservations, where they had been forced to resettle. In ...
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On the American Frontier following the Civil War, families were, sometimes, torn apart by small gangs of ruthless outlaws, disease, drought, and hunger. Law was in short supply with, oftentimes only a handful of US marshals and local sheriffs to administer justice to vast regions of unsettled territories. Small bands of Native American Indians roamed the prairies in search of the diminishing herds of buffalo, deer, and other wild game no longer available on the reservations, where they had been forced to resettle. In southern Kansas, on a small family farm, there once lived a family, the Caulders--Jonathan, Jesse, Otto, and Buddy--intent upon carving out a meager existence raising a few animals and growing what produce would be needed to survive the long winter months. Occasionally, one of those bands of outlaws would wonder upon a hapless farm family and the result would be unimaginable but often unknown. Previously, we followed Jesse Caulder as she set about brandishing her own form of justice seeking to avenge the slaughter of her precious family. Her strength and fortitude came from an indomitable spirit borne within each of us that is summoned at times of great personal strife. Her story needs to be known so that we can all see and feel that spirit--should we ever be put to the test. Let us rejoin Jesse where we left her a few months ago.
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