They rode in darkly off the back trails, the badges of their profession strung tightly against their thighs and gleaming with oil. . . . They were men who slapped leather for a living and loved their work, and when they threw their irons into the Border Desert War it meant only one thing - before long, there'd be more than one riderless bronc roaming the sage.
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They rode in darkly off the back trails, the badges of their profession strung tightly against their thighs and gleaming with oil. . . . They were men who slapped leather for a living and loved their work, and when they threw their irons into the Border Desert War it meant only one thing - before long, there'd be more than one riderless bronc roaming the sage.
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Seller's Description:
Fair. No Jacket. Great reading copy with creasing to wraps, rear cover coming loose but still intact, previous bookstores stamp on inside of front cover. Size: 12mo-over 6¾-7¾" tall.
