— HE SHOULD HAVE CARRIED A SHOTGUN — The blacksmith, a big man in a sleeveless vest, hunkered over a forge and swung his hammer down against a piece of iron glowing red from the flames of the furnace. Wiping his sweat-lathered forearm across his forehead, he turned and spoke to a waiting customer. 

“What’s all the excitement about out there?”

“Another stagecoach robbery,” said the visitor, a [...]
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