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Luke Tolbert - Tales of a Texas Ranger
Luke Tolbert - Tales of a Texas Ranger
Luke Tolbert - Tales of a Texas Ranger
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Me and Beacher rode south from my cabin in the general direction of Cairo, Illinois. I remembered Pop saying there was a horse-shoe bend in the river as it turned back north. It was still and always shallower, easy to cross and not too many tree snags, as most of them would pile up on the south side of the bend. Wagons had been crossing there for years and it was a lot safer than other places. Beacher had a compass he had gotten for his birthday one time. Heck, the only thing I ever got for a birthday was a good swift kick in the back-side from one of my older brothe

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Release dateAug 13, 2024
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Luke Tolbert - Tales of a Texas Ranger
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John Thurmond

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    Luke Tolbert - Tales of a Texas Ranger - John Thurmond

    LUKE TOLBERT

    TALES OF A TEXAS RANGER

    ––––––––

    JOHN THURMOND

    Table of Contents

    Title Page

    Luke Tolbert - Tales of a Texas Ranger

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Also By John Thurmond

    Copyright 2018 by John Thurmond

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    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are a product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is purely coincidental.

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    Cover Art by Michael Thomas

    Cover design by Pale Horse Publications

    Published by Pale Horse Publications

    April 2021

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    Chapter 1

    It was late 1861, might have been November. Me and my two brothers, Mark and Mathew (my name is Luke) were asleep in the loft next to the fire stones because they stayed warm all night. Our folks had a room in the back of our cabin, which had three rooms; living, kitchen and their bedroom. Me and my brothers had the loft. Pop built the fireplace first with a step-stair on one side so we could walk up to the loft, and he built the rest of the cabin around it, with the fireplace in the middle of the room. 

    It was about time for our rooster to crow when we heard somebody calling, Help me! Help me! At first only I heard it, with the snow falling, the wind blowing was carrying the sound away. I woke my brothers and they could hear it, too. We got up and put on our britches and boots. We always slept in our wool shirts Maw made for us. Pop heard us and wanted to know what we were up to. I told him what we was hearing and he said, You boys go look. If you need help, come and get me.

    We started out down our lane. It was near a mile to the main road going to Springfield, Illinois, and it was three more to town. We came upon a buggy overturned with a man pinned under it and the horse still hitched up on one side. The trace chain was broken so the first thing we did was unhitch the horse. If he spooked again the old man was going to get killed. The old man said an owl trying to catch a mouse had spooked his horse. The horse had jumped sideways and turned his buggy over, trapping him under it. He was about to freeze to death, couldn’t move and was calling for help. 

    It took us near an hour to get him back to our cabin. Pop had a fire going and coffee boiling when we got there. Maw had gotten up and started breakfast; just bread and pork sausage with some gravy. We helped the old man in front of the fireplace and wrapped a blanket around him. He was shaking so much he couldn’t keep from spilling his coffee. It was kind of funny to watch, but I knew he was suffering from the cold. After he warmed up some he was telling Pop about the owl spooking his horse and turning the buggy over on him. He said he was praying to the Lord to send somebody to help him, even if He did send the devil.

    Now, Pop was well known in our county. He helped the local sheriff out sometimes, rounding up any law breakers. What the old man said must have made Pop mad because he yanked the blanket off and grabbed him by the collar. Mark opened the door and Pop threw the old man out in the fresh snow.

    Getting a little ahead of myself. 

    My family lived outside a very small Illinois town. It must have been about two miles to Dix, Illinois. There was a lot of trees; red oak, white oak, spruce, hemlock, some elm and cottonwood.

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