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Nobody ever knew "Big Six's" real name.

The handle by which she became known

from the Rio Grande to the Kansas prairies

had been given to her by the boss of the

Circle-J when he had hired bet on as cook.

Sizing up her six feet of muscular, ruddy

health, he had pointed to the cookhouse,

saying, "Okay, 'Big Six'! Tie on your apron

an' go to work!"

There was nothing glamorous about the

Amazonian femininity of "Big Six " She wore

no fancy duds like cowgirl skirts, stitched

high-heeled boots, or a holstered six-gun on

her hip. Her mouse-colored hair was drawn

severely back into a knot that topped the

crown of her head. Invariably, her dress was

a plain calico one, her shoes were high-

buttoned and flat-heeled

The stern determination of her bearing

and the narrowing, level gaze of her pale

blue eyes never failed to command respect

— even after she had worked the range

country for twenty years. During these years,

weather leathered her pink cheeks and mid-

dle age grayed her thinning hair.

One mighty strange habit "Big Six" had

was of constantly changing jobs. She would

quit with no more explanation than that she

had "decided it was time to be movin' on."

She minded nobody's business but her

own. Just what her own was, nobody knew.

But they often wondered because she seemed

to be looking for something — or someone.

At times she seemed to be haunted, too . .

by a memory that was both sad and bitter.

One summer, "Big Six" was working forLou Miller at the Slash-M. As fall roundup

time neared, extra hands were hired. Among

these was a man named Earl Brandt.

Breakfast was over by the time Brandt

had signed on.

"Any chance o' gettin' something to eat?"

Brandt asked Miller. "I'm powerful hungry!

Didn't stop in town 'cause — well, I wanted

to land this job. I need it real bad."

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his boots scuffed and cracked. " Big Six,'

our cook, always has a crock of flapjack

batter ready," he told Brandt, as he pointed

out the cookshack. "Tell her I sent you

to get filled up."

Brandt was so hungry, he could not wait

for "Big Six" to set down the plate of flap-

jacks. With his fork, he reached out to

spear one. His sleeve slipped up his right

arm, disclosing a scorpion tattoo — and "Big

Six" screamed.

"Murderer!" Dropping the plate, she

clamped an iron grip on his wrist, yanked

him to his feet, and knocked him down with a

left-hand punch to the jaw.

Cowboys, drawn by the commotion, froze

in their tracks when, pushing into the cook-

house, they saw "Big Six", standing above

Brandt, a knife poised over his heart. The

fire of unrelenting hate burned in her eyes.

Slowly, she drew up her arm to strike. One

minute passed then another . - no one

moved or spoke .

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to the floor. And "Big Six" sagged to her

knees, burying her face in her hands.

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back and forth. "For twenty years, I've

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