They called him the Sioux Kid. Most good folks liked him. Outlaws hated him. And lawmen-well, some did and some didn't. They said he was faster with a revolver than any one man alive, but he was even faster with a Henry carbine. The Sioux Kid lived by his gun because he had been given no other choice, not because he wanted to. He had promised his mother and father that as long as he lived by his gun, it would only be pointed at wrongdoers, with the intent to do good. He kept that promise.
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They called him the Sioux Kid. Most good folks liked him. Outlaws hated him. And lawmen-well, some did and some didn't. They said he was faster with a revolver than any one man alive, but he was even faster with a Henry carbine. The Sioux Kid lived by his gun because he had been given no other choice, not because he wanted to. He had promised his mother and father that as long as he lived by his gun, it would only be pointed at wrongdoers, with the intent to do good. He kept that promise.
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