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Updated: June 16, 2025
Mine was an experiencing nature. Some people called this luck. But it was my private opinion that things gravitated my way because I looked and listened for them. However, upon the occasion of my first day and evening in Linrock it appeared, despite my vigilance and inquisitiveness, that here was to be an exception.
He knows I'm in earnest, how I'd like to help somehow, do some little good. Pray tell me this business." "I wished to get your father's cooperation in my work." "Your work? You mean your Ranger duty the arresting of rough characters?" "That, yes. But that's only a detail. Linrock is bad internally. My job is to make it good." "A splendid and worthy task," replied Miss Sampson warmly.
He made that play with Snell just for a chance to rant against your father. He tried to inflame all Linrock against him. That about law-suits was the worst! Damn him! He'll make us enemies." "What do you care for the insinuations of such a man?" said Diane Sampson, her voice now deep and rich with feeling. "After a moment's thought no one will be influenced by them.
I was quick with tongue and fist and gun. There had been fights and respect was quickly earned, though the constant advent of strangers in Linrock always had me in hot water.
The women, at least, were not afraid to talk, and I made mental note of the things they said. "Did he do it all alone?" "Thank God a man's come to Linrock." "Good for Molly Price!" "Oh, it'll make bad times for Linrock." It almost seemed that all the women were glad, and this was in itself a vindication of the Ranger's idea of law.
"I tell you what, fellows," said Steele, "we've just had a few pleasant moments with the man who has made it healthy to keep close-mouthed in Linrock." Hoden lifted his shaking hands. "What'd you wing him for?" he wailed. "He was drawin' on you. Shootin' arms off men like him won't do out here." I was inclined to agree with Hoden.
Right at the start Linrock had apparently arisen in resentment at the presence of Vaughn Steele. But it was my opinion that there were men in Linrock secretly glad of the Ranger's presence. What he intended to do was food for great speculation. His fame, of course, had preceded him. A company of militia could not have had the effect upon the wild element of Linrock that Steele's presence had.
Perhaps though, he read this crowd differently from me and saw that intimidation was his cue. I forgot I was not a spectator, but an ally. "Sampson, you've shown your hand," said Steele, in the deep voice that carried so far and held those who heard. "Any honest citizen of Linrock can now see what's plain yours is a damn poor hand! "You're going to hear me call a spade a spade.
Every notch for a man he's killed! For weeks reports have come to Linrock that soon as he could get round to it he'd ride down and rid the community of that bothersome fellow, that Texas Ranger! He's come to kill Vaughn Steele!" Then as gloom descended on me with my uttered thought, my heart smote me at Sally's broken: "Oh, Russ! No! No!"
I found a great square room lighted by six huge lamps, a bar at one side, and all the floor space taken up by tables and chairs. This must have been the gambling resort mentioned in the Ranger's letter to Captain Neal and the one rumored to be owned by the mayor of Linrock. This was the only gambling place of any size in southern Texas in which I had noted the absence of Mexicans.
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