Robert E. Howard 
A Gent From Bear Creek 

A dozen men had their hands on their guns, but it wasn’t that which made me give in. Pap had always taught me never to resist no officer of the law, so it was kind of instinctive for me to hand my gun over to Ormond and go along with him without no fight. I was kind of bewildered and my thoughts was addled anyway. I ain’t one of these fast thinking sharps.