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           |  It was a sunny Saturday in Cyanide Springs, Territory of Arizona. Cyanide Springs was a popular gathering area as it was a days ride from California, two days ride from Nevada and a weeks ride from Mexico. Cowboys; good and bad, from the surrounding area had come to town to buy provisions and maybe find a little excitement or companionship. The local merchants were doing a good business, particularly the saloon. The cowboys had been paid and quite a few seemed intent on spending most of it on whiskey, gambling or female companionship. The sheriff while wanting to keep the peace was smart enough to realize that every time he left the sheriff's office; it might be his last walk. So he wasn't known to intervene unless something major happened. A good part of the time he was content to stay in his office and drink a little (or a lot) of red eye. The X-Bar gang from Texas had just arrived in town having tracked some horse rustlers here. Come join us and see what happens next.....
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