Where the Long Grass Blows
Canavan drifted down the valley and into a  shooting war. The  big ranchers were rustlers turned  repectable. Now they were fighting  with each other.  In the middle was a small spread and a woman.   Canavan had a mind to stay so he staked a claim. And  when the gun  hands were gone he'd have everything  he wanted--the land, the water. .  .and the woman.