A study in contradictions, prolific writer of Western novels William MacLeod Raine was born in England but relocated to a remote cattle ranch on the Texas border ten years later. Pairing his academic studies in literature and journalism with his real-world experience on the range, MacLeod produced a series of beloved novels chronicling the bravery and courage of Western heroes from every walk of life, including the intrepid lawman referred to in the title of A Texas Ranger.

In 'A Texas Ranger,' William MacLeod Raine explores the wild and rugged terrain of the American West through the eyes of a Texas Ranger named Jim Hawkins. Set against the backdrop of lawlessness and violence, the novel follows Hawkins as he navigates the challenges of upholding justice in a land where outlaws reign supreme. Raine's writing style is characterized by vivid descriptions of the frontier, creating a sense of danger and adventure that keeps readers on the edge of their seats. This Western classic is a gripping tale of courage, honor, and the pursuit of justice in a lawless land that will captivate fans of the genre. Raine's attention to detail and authentic portrayal of life in the American West make 'A Texas Ranger' a must-read for any lover of historical fiction. William MacLeod Raine's own experiences growing up in the West and his fascination with the frontier likely inspired him to pen this thrilling tale of the legendary Texas Rangers. His intimate knowledge of the landscape and his deep respect for the values of the Rangers shine through in his portrayal of Jim Hawkins and his fellow lawmen. As a classic of Western literature, 'A Texas Ranger' is a timeless story that will resonate with readers of all ages, offering a glimpse into the rugged and untamed world of the Old West.

This adventure classic follows two Texas rangers. They are sent to small town of Linrock in order to beat the gang of rustlers who are controlling the town. However, they will fall in love with two girls who may be related to the leader of the gang of rustlers… Zane Grey (1872-1939) was an American author best known for his popular adventure novels and stories that were a basis for the Western genre in literature and the arts. With his veracity and emotional intensity, he connected with millions of readers worldwide, during peacetime and war, and inspired many Western writers who followed him. Grey was a major force in shaping the myths of the Old West; his books and stories were adapted into other media, such as film and TV productions. He was the author of more than 90 books, some published posthumously and/or based on serials originally published in magazines.

As she lay crouched in the bear-grass there came to the girl clearly the crunch of wheels over disintegrated granite. The trap had dipped into a draw, but she knew that presently it would reappear on the winding road. The knowledge smote her like a blast of winter, sent chills racing down her spine, and shook her as with an ague. Only the desperation of her plight spurred her flagging courage. Round the bend came a pair of bays hitched to a single-seated open rig. They were driven by a young man, and as he reached the summit he drew up opposite her and looked down into the valley. It lay in a golden glow at their feet, a basin of pure light and silence stretching mile on mile to the distant edge of jagged mountain-line which formed its lip. Sunlight strong as wine flooded a clean world, an amber Eden slumbering in an unbroken, hazy dream primeval. "Don't move!" At the summons the driver swung his head sharply to a picture he will never forget. A young woman was standing on the bank at the edge of the road covering him with a revolver, having apparently just stepped from behind the trunk of the cottonwood beside her. The color had fled her cheeks even to the edge of the dull red-copper waves of hair, but he could detect in her slim young suppleness no doubt or uncertainty. On the contrary, despite her girlish freshness, she looked very much like business. She was like some young wild creature of the forest cornered and brought to bay, but the very terror in her soul rendered her more dangerous. Of the heart beating like a trip-hammer the gray unwinking eyes that looked into hers read nothing. She had schooled her taut nerves to obedience, and they answered her resolute will steadily despite fluttering pulses. "Don't move!" she said again. "What do you want?" he asked harshly. "I want your team," she panted. "What for?" "Never mind. I want it." The rigor of his gaze slowly softened to a smile compound both of humor and grimness. He was a man to appreciate a piquant situation, none the less because it was at his expense. The spark that gleamed in his bold eye held some spice of the devil. "All right. This is your hold-up, ma'am. I'll not move," he said, almost genially. She was uneasily aware that his surrender had been too tame. Strength lay in that close-gripped salient jaw, in every line of the reckless sardonic face, in the set of the lean muscular shoulders. She had nerved herself to meet resistance, and instead he was yielding with complacent good nature.

This adventure classic follows two Texas rangers. They are sent to small town of Linrock in order to beat the gang of rustlers who are controlling the town. However, they will fall in love with two girls who may be related to the leader of the gang of rustlers... Zane Grey (1872-1939) was an American author best known for his popular adventure novels and stories that were a basis for the Western genre in literature and the arts. With his veracity and emotional intensity, he connected with millions of readers worldwide, during peacetime and war, and inspired many Western writers who followed him. Grey was a major force in shaping the myths of the Old West; his books and stories were adapted into other media, such as film and TV productions. He was the author of more than 90 books, some published posthumously and/or based on serials originally published in magazines.

In the rogue Wild West, laws don't apply equally to everyone. They are made by the corrupt people and for the corrupt people. But Lone Ranger is on a mission. A mission to deliver justice and bring the rogue ones under the ambit of laws. Together with Tonto, Lone Ranger will do everything in his power to survive and outwit his enemies. Read the original inspiration behind the famous radio series and the Disney movie featuring Armie Hammer and Johnny Depp! Excerpt: "In a remote basin in the western part of Texas, the Cavendish clan raised cattle. From the vast level acreage, where longhorns grew fat on lush grass, the surrounding hills looked verdant and hospitable; but this was pure deceit on Nature's part. Those hills were treacherous, and Bryant Cavendish loved them for that selfsame treachery. Sitting on the porch of his rambling house, the bitter old man spat tobacco-flavored curses at the infirmities that restricted him. His legs, tortured by rheumatism, were propped on a bentwood chair, and seemed slim and out of proportion to his barrel-shaped torso. His eyes, like caves beneath an overhanging ledge, were more restless than usual, as he gazed across the basin. He rasped a heavy thumbnail across the bristle of his slablike jowl..."

The Lone Star Ranger takes place in Texas, the Lone Star State, with the famous band of highly capable law enforcement officers known as Texas Rangers. The story follows the life of Buck Duane, son of a famous outlaw and a man who becomes an outlaw himself. Though an outlaw is not always a criminal, if the Rangers say he is an outlaw, it's just as bad – he's a hunted man. After killing a man in self-defense, Duane is forced to 'go on the dodge'. Duane turns up at an outlaw's hideout, still revolting at the idea of outlawry. Worse still, all the men he kills haunt him, for years. At the outlaw hideout, he meets a kidnapped, beautiful young woman and desires to see her free.

This novel, originally published in 1910, tells the story of a Texas ranger named Chick Bowdrie who must track down a group of outlaws who have been terrorizing the local community. Along the way, Bowdrie must confront his own demons and prove himself to his fellow rangers. The book is a classic example of the Western genre, with plenty of gunfights, chases, and showdowns. What sets it apart, however, is Raine's skillful characterization and evocative descriptions of the Western landscape. A Texas Ranger is a must-read for fans of the genre. This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important, and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it. This work is in the "public domain in the United States of America, and possibly other nations. Within the United States, you may freely copy and distribute this work, as no entity (individual or corporate) has a copyright on the body of the work. Scholars believe, and we concur, that this work is important enough to be preserved, reproduced, and made generally available to the public. We appreciate your support of the preservation process, and thank you for being an important part of keeping this knowledge alive and relevant.

As she lay crouched in the bear-grass there came to the girl clearly the crunch of wheels over disintegrated granite. The trap had dipped into a draw, but she knew that presently it would reappear on the winding road. The knowledge smote her like a blast of winter, sent chills racing down her spine, and shook her as with an ague. Only the desperation of her plight spurred her flagging courage. Round the bend came a pair of bays hitched to a single-seated open rig. They were driven by a young man, and as he reached the summit he drew up opposite her and looked down into the valley. It lay in a golden glow at their feet, a basin of pure light and silence stretching mile on mile to the distant edge of jagged mountain-line which formed its lip. Sunlight strong as wine flooded a clean world, an amber Eden slumbering in an unbroken, hazy dream primeval. "Don't move!" At the summons the driver swung his head sharply to a picture he will never forget. A young woman was standing on the bank at the edge of the road covering him with a revolver, having apparently just stepped from behind the trunk of the cottonwood beside her. The color had fled her cheeks even to the edge of the dull red-copper waves of hair, but he could detect in her slim young suppleness no doubt or uncertainty. On the contrary, despite her girlish freshness, she looked very much like business. She was like some young wild creature of the forest cornered and brought to bay, but the very terror in her soul rendered her more dangerous. Of the heart beating like a trip-hammer the gray unwinking eyes that looked into hers read nothing. She had schooled her taut nerves to obedience, and they answered her resolute will steadily despite fluttering pulses. "Don't move!" she said again. "What do you want?" he asked harshly. "I want your team," she panted. "What for?" "Never mind. I want it." The rigor of his gaze slowly softened to a smile compound both of humor and grimness. He was a man to appreciate a piquant situation, none the less because it was at his expense. The spark that gleamed in his bold eye held some spice of the devil. "All right. This is your hold-up, ma'am. I'll not move," he said, almost genially. She was uneasily aware that his surrender had been too tame. Strength lay in that close-gripped salient jaw, in every line of the reckless sardonic face, in the set of the lean muscular shoulders. She had nerved herself to meet resistance, and instead he was yielding with complacent good nature. "Get out!" she commanded. He stepped from the rig and offered her the reins. As she reached for them his right hand shot out and caught the wrist that held the weapon, his left encircled her waist and drew her to him. She gave a little cry of fear and strained from him, fighting with all her lissom strength to free herself. For all the impression she made the girdle round her waist might have been of steel. Without moving, he held her as she struggled, his brown muscular fingers slowly tightening round her wrist. Her stifled cry was of pain this time, and before it had died the revolver fell to the ground from her paralyzed grip.