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” Marcus Webb approached for cross-examination, his expression sympathetic. “Mr. Hood, I am deeply sorry for your loss,” Webb began. I can’t imagine the pain…
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The small headstone they’d finally been able to afford bore a simple inscription, Bertha Anne Hood. 1915 1930, beloved daughter with the angels. Now Roy…

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The Mail Order Husband Came Poor and Broken—But the Rancher’s Daughter Saw His True Value. … “You can stay here,” she said. Spare CS clean.…
Thomas Hopkins came to the sheriff’s office with $3,000 in cash, an astronomical sum during the depression, and demanded his son’s release. “The bail for…
“Order! I will have order. ” When the room quieted, Hail continued. “What did you do when you heard the gunshot? I was scared. I…
Then the prosecutor came to me asking if I’d seen anything. I thought if I gave them a story, made Roy look guilty, everyone would…

She Lay in the Mud After a Beating, a Cowboy Lifted Her Gently and Said You’re Safe Now, Sweetheart … With no money and no…
Their wedding a month earlier had been a simple affair attended by the friends who had stood with them against Blackwell and officiated by the…
Bertha never made it to church. Elizabeth blurted out, “We’ve been looking for her along the tracks, but there’s no sign of her. ” “William…
He turned back to his work, but the corner of his mouth moved. And this time, for the first time, he didn’t press it back…

