One Man Posse
There wasn't nothin' he would fight for. Until he got careless ... He was about as lazy as a fat hog in sunshine. They called him Sleeper. A kid without enough gumption to work a spread of his own or cinch a saddle to ride roundup on another man's herd. But still, things came to him. He always had food in his belly and clothes on his back. And what he wanted he usually got. Then a twisting joke of fate sent him the great golden stallion they called Careless. Half of the fast-shooting county could lay claim to that magnificent piece of horseflesh. But it would take a pack of judges and a jury of preachers to figure out the lawful truth. Suddenly, Sleeper had something worth fighting for.
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