In the winter of 1869, the seventeen-year-old Hardin drove into Tovash – one of the many towns where brothels, saloons and gambling houses worked around the clock. Hardin, as always, did not have to look for trouble for a long time. At the card table, he managed to outright beat Jim Bradley, the leader of a gang that had long established its laws in Tovash. Bradley refused to pay the “impudent jerk.” Moreover, he forced Wes to take off his shoes and kicked him barefoot into the street. It could not have crossed his mind that the “arrogant jerk” would soon return with a gun in his hands and kill him in cold blood.
Fleeing from friends Bradley, Hardin went to the Texas town of Koss. How he ended up in bed some local lady during the day is unknown, but her roommate saw their love joy through the window. Continue reading
If the famous sheriff Pat Garrett and some other people who knew him would not have left their written memories of him, we would never have known that in childhood he was presented with a large Bowie knife and he cut them into pieces of neighbors’ kittens. That he killed his first victim at twelve, and all in all twenty-one people died from his revolver. That he was an illiterate wretch, with an explosive, hysterical character, capable of shooting a man only because he snored too loudly! Worst of all, he became drunk, and he drank to a state of insanity. We would never know that, because … it’s all a lie! He knew two languages, wrote an excellent syllable, was famous for his singing and humor. He never robbed banks, trains or stagecoaches, he never insulted anyone, he always respected women and the elderly, and if he killed anyone, he only protected his own life. The people who hunted him were many times worse than him, and yet it was he who became the most famous criminal of the Wild West. His fault was only that he, a boy, was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Circumstances put him outside the law, and yet he tried to start a new life. He was not given … Continue reading
Brutal beauties in hats, with careless cigarettes in the corner of their mouth, hung with rings, a lasso and riding on tamed mustangs – this is how we imagine cowboys, dashing guys from the Wild West, the dream of young ladies from the saloon and not only. But what really? In fact, it turns out that the real Texas cowboys oh, how far from the image, brilliantly created by Hollywood Westerns.
ORIGIN OF HEROES
In everyday life, real cowboys had much less romance, heroism and gloss. Continue reading