He was known as Arizona Blue because Arizona was where he came from and he had the deepest blue eyes any one had ever seen. In a gun fight he never blinked them once. It was amazing folks would say after watching him have a show-down with another gunfighter. It was as watching a bullfight; that is to say Harrison Barnes Jersey , Arizona being the picador and the matador: the wind would circle his feet, his hand would fly off, and the sun might even be in his way, but he never blinked, nor smiled, nor moved his hands once situated, unless to draw. That is what his opponents feared the most. No bluff.
He was a tall man, medium build Marcus Paige Jersey , had broad shoulders and a wild look to his tan; a muscular face with a bronze reddish-brown penny look.
He had big hands like John L. Sullivan, who he had met once in a barroom fight in Boston. He had just become Heavyweight Bare Knuckle Champion a year earlier. Blue liked following the news when he could; and he liked Sullivan because he claimed he could lick any man in the house, and he did. Although Sullivan was about 2 ?inches taller then blue, Arizona could put up a good fight himself he felt with John L., but his forte was guns, not knuckles, he聮d tell himself. And in a similar manner, like Sullivan Brice Johnson Jersey , he claimed he could out draw anyone, anywhere; and he did. Therefore, he always felt they had something in common.
Arizona wore a buckskin coat and was clean shaven, but had thick long busy sideburns, the same as his hair, and thick eyebrows; He had deep-pitted eyes, high cheekbones, and a thick-looking jaw; he was mean Joel Berry II Jersey , handsome and boisterous; a deadly combination in any town.
His horse, Dan, a solid creature with a long mane, was all a cowboy could ask for. He was brownish in color with legs like a deer and a heart that could outlast the best of any Indian horse. What Blue didn聮t want was to ride into a feud between sheep and cattle ranchers, and homesteaders; and he knew each town had its demons.
聴With such men came the tired look. As he sat on his horse, allowing himself to catch his breath before he entered the small Wyoming town in front of him; thus, he thought of the lonely journey he had coming up from Pueblo along the Continental Divide that stretched from Colorado to Canada. The Marianne Bow Mountains, he captured sight of and the long dusty cactus along the way. He was nasty dirty:
聯Another Town Justin Jackson Jersey ,?he whispered to himself, as if waiting for old Dan to comment (his horse).
His eyes then made a half circle [18--degree circle]. He had seen his share of these dusty little towns in Montana, Arizona territories, and Wyoming; Deadwood in the Dakota聮s; the old trail town of Cody; and of course Tombstone, to mention a few. This one he hadn聮t been to, called Cheyenne. He knew it was a cattle area although. He had met some time ago, a woman called 聭Cattle Kate?while in Cody. She was quite plane he thought, but had her charms Luke Maye Jersey , and Blue knew she聮d have her day because she was always ending up with a few extra mavericks, but could never prove she was the rustler. Thoughts just circled his mind as he scanned the territory and town around him.
It was back in the l860s, the Homestead Act which allowed men to buy land as cheap as a $1.25 an acre; it made many a man rich. And still was making men rich. The thought of lots of jobs around this area, crossed Blue聮s mind as he looked up towards the hot summer sun, its blinding beams. He wiped the sweat off his brow. Moved a bit within on his saddle trying to catch a glimpse of a supply store聴what the sign read on the building; his horse was wet with sweat, and thirsty. He looked down to the horse聮s profile, and smiled. He didn聮t smile much, but to old Dan he made it a point to do it often.
聯Ok North Carolina Tar Heels Jersey , old Dan,?said Blue, 聯let聮s sees what the town has to offer!?And he kicked his horse lightly, and down the hill he rode, toward Main Street. He arched his back, his plaid shirt opened to catch the breeze as he rode down; he pulled a little tighter on the reins, to control his horse a ting; put a flat affect on his face, so no one could read him.
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