Cowboys Fiction Books

Dough or Dynamite

W. C. Tuttle

This day being Monday, we has to put up with that kind of conversation until Tuesday afternoon, when Chuck opines that he’s going up to Piperock. Chuck can’t stand prosperity, and Tuesday is payday. H..

In Texas with Davy Crockett

John T. McIntyre

The two sat down upon chairs in the corner to discuss this new aspect. The men’s cabin was crowded with all sorts of travelers; and the clatter and rumble of voices went on with the regularity of the ..

Law Rustlers

W. C. Tuttle

They picks out this spot, took up their farms and drew sort of a dead-line against the rest of creation. They didn’t want schools—not believing in education, and they made their own queer laws. They i..

Upside Down or Backwards

W. C. Tuttle

Ricky must uh kicked that bird for getting familiar, ’cause it comes right up into our midst with dangerous intent written on its countenance. I love birds. Maw used to have uh canary, and I cried whe..

Making Good for Muley

W. C. Tuttle

Muley throws his coat over the cage, and slams the whole works into the house. He follers it inside, and I sets there for a while thinking things over. The slats on Amelia’s home ain’t none too secure..

Playing Safe in Piperock

W. C. Tuttle

Magpie was counting the clangs of a bell. Dirty Shirt uses that bell as a barometer. It hangs on the corner of the Mint Hall, about sixty yards from the door of Buck’s place, and the bell is a little ..

The Loom of the Desert

Idah Meacham Strobridge

Mesquite had gathered the reins into his left hand, and was ready for his cat-like spring into place. His left foot was thrust into the stirrup—there was the sweep of a long leg thrown across the sadd..

From Missouri

Zane Grey

Springer led her over to the buckboard and helped her in, then stowed the valise under the back seat. “Here, let me put this robe over you,” he said. “It’ll be dusty. And when we’get up on the ridge i..