49-xx-xx ep11 Six Gun Justice

From Tier Town, the saga of the roaring west. From Tier Town, El Paso, Cheyenne, Calgary, tombstones. From Tier Town. Here is the adventurous story of the early west. The tamed and the untamed.

From the pakest to powder river, Dodge City to poker flat. These are the towns they fought to live in and lived to fight for. Teaming crucibles of pioneer freedom. From Tier Town. Get down. Yeah, I... yes, that's what you'd call d'Osrios.

The only reason I mention d'Osrios is that I live there. Or to be more accurate, it seems to be the base of my operations. Because you see, fortunately or unfortunately, I'm a lawyer. And out in the frontier country, although lawyers aren't too well regarded, they sure are necessary.

If you're ever in Dorcerios and want to look me up, the office is over Cherokee O'Bannon's livery stable and the shingle says, my name is Chad Remington. Well, as you can imagine, the frontier has attracted all kinds of people and that brings me all kinds of clients.

One of the rarest birds I've yet to run across I met just a few weeks ago. Rare? Believe me, he's even more of a character than that ex-medicine man, Cherokee O'Bannon. Very nearly one morning when I picked up my mail I found a letter postmarked from a town about two hundred miles away, sort of a new town they'd called Roaring River.

I'd heard about Roaring River because it was becoming famous as the bellowick of a self-appointed justice of the piece of former mule skinner, and folks say he'd skinned a lot of other things besides mules.

I saw the old character whose name is Pegleg Cooper. A letter wasn't from Pegleg, but from a rancher down there who signed himself Jim Charlton and urged me to come down and offered me a sizable fee if I could help him.