It's 1870. High society would have looked at this man and called him gaunt. But out west the word was hardened. In this historical western fiction, a fugitive from Yankee justice, Confederate veteran Sandy Thompson seeks peace and solitude in the expanses of the untamed West. His quest is complicated by his reluctant business partnership with a low-down peddler named Montana Mudd, and an orphaned Indian girl entrusted to his care.
Somehow, together, the three drifters must find a home in a land where thieves, vengeful Indians, and forces of nature are constantly threatening. And the trio must finally come to grips with the sinister Yankee officer who is determined to see Sandy dead...
The Land Tamers, historical fiction by Christy Award winning western author Stephen Bly
It’s 1870. High society would have looked at this man and called him gaunt. But out west the word was hardened. In this historical western fiction, a fugitive from Yankee justice, Confederate veteran Sandy Thompson seeks peace and solitude in the expanses of the untamed West. His quest is complicated by his reluctant business partnership with a low-down peddler named Montana Mudd, and an orphaned Indian girl entrusted to his care.
Somehow, together, the three drifters must find a home in a land where thieves, vengeful Indians, and forces of nature are constantly threatening. And the trio must finally come to grips with the sinister Yankee officer who is determined to see Sandy dead.
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Excerpt from The Land Tamers:
The Union Pacific train rattled along somewhere between Omaha and Cheyenne. Sandy Thompson wasn’t sure exactly where. To the south he could still see the winding path of North POlatte. To the north stretched the vast prairie of the newly formed stateof Nebraska. Straight ahead, two thin lines of cold steel melted together and plunged into the western horizon.
Behind him the East. All that Sandy ever knew existed back there. Too much sorrow. Too much disappointment. And too much trouble with the law. He made a habit of forgetting, but now and then the memories stole back. The war lost, family scattered or dead, hope harder to find than a whisper on a windy day.
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