Wyoming Slaughter (2012)
“And wouldn’t be. The town woke up on New Year’s Day a different place. There wasn’t a saloon operating. There wasn’t a lick of whiskey to be had, at least in a public place. It was so serene you’d hardly know anyone lived there. There wasn’t any place for people to gather, so people pretty much stayed home. They could sit around the potbellied stoves in the stores and gab a little, but it wasn’t like having a little redeye with your friends at the old clubhouse on Saloon Row.
Rumor had it that ...some of those madams who closed their bars a little before midnight had socked away some booze somewhere, but no one could prove it. As for the saloons, they sat forlorn, windows punched out, letting the snow and dust drift in and cover a sea of broken glass and busted kegs littering the floors. Some of the saloon men packed up and left Doubtful. One or two rummaged through the busted saloons, trying to salvage a thing or two, but they were mostly out of luck. It was like picking up after an earthquake.MoreLess
Rumor had it that ...some of those madams who closed their bars a little before midnight had socked away some booze somewhere, but no one could prove it. As for the saloons, they sat forlorn, windows punched out, letting the snow and dust drift in and cover a sea of broken glass and busted kegs littering the floors. Some of the saloon men packed up and left Doubtful. One or two rummaged through the busted saloons, trying to salvage a thing or two, but they were mostly out of luck. It was like picking up after an earthquake.MoreLess
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