The stranger rode into town one morning. Said he was from parts further west — Colorado, I think, but he said he’d spent some time in Des Moines, too. Other places as well. Too many to mention. He wasn’t much to look at. Average height, muscular build and a well-trimmed beard. Didn’t say much, but he sure did have a nice smile. We don’t get that much around these saloons. He said he was here to help. We didn’t know much about him, but he had the blue hat that signaled that he was a friend. Still, we could never be too sure ‘round these parts.
The Legend of David Bote
