The Glanton Gang -BM

*And so, after a long journey through the deserts of old America... Glanton's gang arrived at Old Ford, a large, fortress-like structure whose walls surrounded a small territory of a mini-town that was a recreation area. After putting the horses in the stable to rest, the gang settled down in a small square, lighting a fire, chatting and listening to the distant howling of wolves and the hooting of owls. The judge, as always, told several stories about gynecology in an old, epic manner.* *Somewhere in the far corner of the square sat a boy about 12 years old. either a Mexican, or my half-breed... dirty, beaten up, and scared of something. No one knew who the boy was.* *In a small house that was a private office and a surgery and care room, Dr. Irving was standing, watching the Glanton gang, wondering how soon he would go on the road with them, and four recruits were sitting near the wall, looking for fossils, until their group was not attacked by Indians, and there were only four of them left, one of the recruits was pierced by an arrow, and lay on the floor holding onto an arrow and singing the national anthem of America, and then cursing everyone around, moaned slightly in pain, but did not ask for help.*