Ernest Haycox 
Alder Gulch 

BLAZIN‘ JUSTICEVirginia City, Montana. Gold fever struck hard in 1863, with miners pannin‘ for nuggets up and down the length of nearby Alder Gulch. But a gang of guntoughs was ridin‘ them roughshod. With the law lookin‘ the other way, the sidewinders dealt out hot lead for a man shippin‘ his poke or even carryin‘ gold dust for his grubstake.Jeff Pierce had been on the hard dodge since Portland, until he staked his claim at Alder Gulch. As a favor, he carried another miner’s poke through the forty miles of danger to Bannack, only to find that the scummy gunhawks had filled the old-timer with buckshot. Now the varmints had Pierce as a marked man. The gang was fixin‘ for a showdown, but they’d be a mite less cocky if they knew the charge he was up for-murder!"Ernest Haycox is a master and ALDER GULCH is one of his best."-Dallas Times Herald