Doesn’t that sound like a title for a Louis Lamour novel? (Don’t know who that is?…you aren’t from around here, are you?)
…The strangers strolled into town, talking low among themselves. They looked like a rough crowd. What did they want? Were they just friendly passers through, or were they no good claim jumpers?
There was only one way to find out. A posse was quickly formed and it headed out to apprehend the intruders. Across the the prairie, the volunteers bravely marched.
It was a standoff……but after many steely eyed stares, both sides agreed that there wasn’t room in these parts for the both of them. The strangers moved on and all was safe and quiet once more………….and that’s how the West was won.