By Way of Texas

Silas Beatty had come west after the War Between the States looking for, something. The seemingly endless cattle drive from Texas to Montana had been a good start. Drifting back south, he had worked for the railroad, hunted Buffalo, and anything else to make a dollar. He had lived with, worked with, and fought Indians along the way.

Still looking for something and not knowing what, he found himself in south Texas working with a small Ranger unit. These men were men he respected, tough and smart. He finally found what that thing was he had been searching for.

The life of a Texas Ranger, however, was anything but easy. That was just fine with Silas Beatty, for he was not an easy person. He excelled in the life whether recovering stolen livestock from rustlers, or hunting down killers, his Colt's were judge, jury, and executioner.

When ghosts from his past began to haunt his trail, he had to face challenges he had sought to avoid. But now that they were here, he'd not hide from them or ask for help. He was taught early in life how to face problems, and he'd face them the only way he knew how. A Colt in each hand and cold flint in his eyes.