Copper Streak Trail

A Western novel of vivid characters, fast shooting and light-hearted humor. The stage line swung aside in a huge half circle, rounding the northern end of the Comobabi Range and swinging far out to skirt the foothills. Mr. Peter Johnson had never been to Silverbell: his own country lay far to the north, beyond the Gila. But he knew that Silver bell was somewhere east of the Comobabi, not north; and confidently struck out to find a short cut through the hills. From Silver bell a spur of railroad ran down to Redrock. Mr. Johnson's thought was to entrain himself for Tucson.