Acquaintances knew the gentleman as Charles Bolton, a 50ish, affable owner of a mine outside San Francisco, California. He sported a cane, derby hat, diamond pin, diamond ring and a gold watch and chain. He was relatively well educated, a patron of theatres and music halls, and ate at the best restaurants in town. Polite to a fault, especially to ladies, he hobnobbed with the San Francisco elite. On occasion, he disappeared for days or weeks at a time, ostensibly to oversee his mining interes

December 2013
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- Lynch Mob Law
- Rough Drafts 12/13
- Durango, Colorado
- The Two-Reel Texas Rascal
- Courage Under Fire
- Home Brewed Gun Show
- Geronimo!
- Tracks that Speak
- The Frontier Christmas Trail
- Rat Pack Troopers
- The Flawed Gentleman Bandit
- Getting Shotgun Loaded
- The credits for Tombstone list a Wyatt Earp III in the cast. What is his relationship to the original Wyatt?
- Was the Lost Dutchman Mine real?
- December 2013 Events
- The Shirt of a Condemned Man
- A Literary Life of Adventure
- “Free as the Winds,” Red Cloud Soared Above the Rest
- A Timeless Tale of an American Family
- Christopher Price
- A Cement Pudding
- The Three Godfathers
- A Rope for a Rat
- What are tintypes?
- How were guns cleaned in the Old West?
- Does The Searchers movie have any basis in fact?
- Where is Cowboy Ground Zero?
- Jeffrey Richardson’s favorite reads
- Hero’s Triumph and Tragedy