Life in Tombstone

With any luck and a firm understanding of the laws of 1888 as it applies to the Indian Nations, I’ll be finishing the last chapter of the Sam Sixkiller book today.  He was a remarkable man and I’m anxious for the world to know this brave deputy marshal.  There seems to be a theme that runs throughout the books I write about western lawmen – they stand up for family wrongly killed, track down the murderers who took their loved ones lives and make them pay for their misdeeds.  Punishment was sure.  I particular like it when the bad guys are living their lives as though there will never be a day they have to answer for what they’ve done and then someone like Sixkiller comes calling.  The bad guys didn’t always get what was coming to them, however, as the following example shows.  On this day in 1877, a man named Robinson accused John Good in Blanco City, Texas of being a horse thief, which was probably true.  Robinson angrily drew his gun but it caught in his clothing and Good put four shots into him.  Also on this day, but a few years later in 1881, Bill Leonard and Harry Head were killed by Ike and Jim Haslett in Eureka, New Mexico.  Leonard and Head were in a gang that tried to robe the Kinnear stage near Contention, Arizona on March 15, 1881.  The Haslett brothers owned a store in the same New Mexico town and they fought off Leonard and Head when they threatened to steal from the business.  Siblings looked out for one another in the Old West and the still do today.  Was looking at a few great houses on-line in the Tombstone area.  There’s one really fabulous house I’d like to have.  It sits on a hill overlooking Allen Street.  It’s a sweet dream.