Devil's Manhunt Read online




  SELECTED FICTION WORKS

  BY L. RON HUBBARD

  FANTASY

  The Case of the Friendly Corpse

  Death’s Deputy

  Fear

  The Ghoul

  The Indigestible Triton

  Slaves of Sleep & The Masters of Sleep

  Typewriter in the Sky

  The Ultimate Adventure

  SCIENCE FICTION

  Battlefield Earth

  The Conquest of Space

  The End Is Not Yet

  Final Blackout

  The Kilkenny Cats

  The Kingslayer

  The Mission Earth Dekalogy*

  Ole Doc Methuselah

  To the Stars

  ADVENTURE

  The Hell Job series

  WESTERN

  Buckskin Brigades

  Empty Saddles

  Guns of Mark Jardine

  Hot Lead Payoff

  A full list of L. Ron Hubbard’s

  novellas and short stories is provided at the back.

  *Dekalogy—a group of ten volumes

  Published by

  Galaxy Press, LLC

  7051 Hollywood Boulevard, Suite 200

  Hollywood, CA 90028

  © 2008 L. Ron Hubbard Library. All Rights Reserved.

  Any unauthorized copying, translation, duplication, importation or distribution, in whole or in part, by any means, including electronic copying, storage or transmission, is a violation of applicable laws.

  Mission Earth is a trademark owned by L. Ron Hubbard Library and is used with permission. Battlefield Earth is a trademark owned by Author Services, Inc. and is used with permission.

  Horsemen illustration and Glossary illustration from Western Story Magazine and Story Preview cover art from Wild West Weekly are © and ™ Condé Nast Publications and are used with their permission. Fantasy, Far-Flung Adventure and Science Fiction illustrations: Unknown and Astounding Science Fiction copyright © by Street & Smith Publications, Inc. Reprinted with permission of Penny Publications, LLC.

  ISBN-13 978-1-59212-749-8 Mobi version

  ISBN-13 978-1-59212-265-3 print version

  ISBN-13 978-1-59212-385-8 audiobook version

  Library of Congress Control Number: 2007928464

  Contents

  FOREWORD

  DEVIL’S MANHUNT

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  JOHNNY, THE TOWN TAMER

  STRANGER IN TOWN

  STORY PREVIEW:

  SHADOWS FROM BOOT HILL

  GLOSSARY

  L. RON HUBBARD

  IN THE GOLDEN AGE

  OF PULP FICTION

  THE STORIES FROM THE

  GOLDEN AGE

  Contents

  FOREWORD

  Stories from Pulp Fiction’s Golden Age

  AND it was a golden age.

  The 1930s and 1940s were a vibrant, seminal time for a gigantic audience of eager readers, probably the largest per capita audience of readers in American history. The magazine racks were chock-full of publications with ragged trims, garish cover art, cheap brown pulp paper, low cover prices—and the most excitement you could hold in your hands.

  “Pulp” magazines, named for their rough-cut, pulpwood paper, were a vehicle for more amazing tales than Scheherazade could have told in a million and one nights. Set apart from higher-class “slick” magazines, printed on fancy glossy paper with quality artwork and superior production values, the pulps were for the “rest of us,” adventure story after adventure story for people who liked to read. Pulp fiction authors were no-holds-barred entertainers—real storytellers. They were more interested in a thrilling plot twist, a horrific villain or a white-knuckle adventure than they were in lavish prose or convoluted metaphors.

  The sheer volume of tales released during this wondrous golden age remains unmatched in any other period of literary history—hundreds of thousands of published stories in over nine hundred different magazines. Some titles lasted only an issue or two; many magazines succumbed to paper shortages during World War II, while others endured for decades yet. Pulp fiction remains as a treasure trove of stories you can read, stories you can love, stories you can remember. The stories were driven by plot and character, with grand heroes, terrible villains, beautiful damsels (often in distress), diabolical plots, amazing places, breathless romances. The readers wanted to be taken beyond the mundane, to live adventures far removed from their ordinary lives—and the pulps rarely failed to deliver.

  In that regard, pulp fiction stands in the tradition of all memorable literature. For as history has shown, good stories are much more than fancy prose. William Shakespeare, Charles Dickens, Jules Verne, Alexandre Dumas—many of the greatest literary figures wrote their fiction for the readers, not simply literary colleagues and academic admirers. And writers for pulp magazines were no exception. These publications reached an audience that dwarfed the circulations of today’s short story magazines. Issues of the pulps were scooped up and read by over thirty million avid readers each month.

  Because pulp fiction writers were often paid no more than a cent a word, they had to become prolific or starve. They also had to write aggressively. As Richard Kyle, publisher and editor of Argosy, the first and most long-lived of the pulps, so pointedly explained: “The pulp magazine writers, the best of them, worked for markets that did not write for critics or attempt to satisfy timid advertisers. Not having to answer to anyone other than their readers, they wrote about human beings on the edges of the unknown, in those new lands the future would explore. They wrote for what we would become, not for what we had already been.”

  Some of the more lasting names that graced the pulps include H. P. Lovecraft, Edgar Rice Burroughs, Robert E. Howard, Max Brand, Louis L’Amour, Elmore Leonard, Dashiell Hammett, Raymond Chandler, Erle Stanley Gardner, John D. MacDonald, Ray Bradbury, Isaac Asimov, Robert Heinlein—and, of course, L. Ron Hubbard.

  In a word, he was among the most prolific and popular writers of the era. He was also the most enduring—hence this series—and certainly among the most legendary. It all began only months after he first tried his hand at fiction, with L. Ron Hubbard tales appearing in Thrilling Adventures, Argosy, Five-Novels Monthly, Detective Fiction Weekly, Top-Notch, Texas Ranger, War Birds, Western Stories, even Romantic Range. He could write on any subject, in any genre, from jungle explorers to deep-sea divers, from G-men and gangsters, cowboys and flying aces to mountain climbers, hard-boiled detectives and spies. But he really began to shine when he turned his talent to science fiction and fantasy of which he authored nearly fifty novels or novelettes to forever change the shape of those genres.

  Following in the tradition of such famed authors as Herman Melville, Mark Twain, Jack London and Ernest Hemingway, Ron Hubbard actually lived adventures that his own characters would have admired—as an ethnologist among primitive tribes, as prospector and engineer in hostile climes, as a captain of vessels on four oceans. He even wrote a series of articles for Argosy, called “Hell Job,” in which he lived and told of the most dangerous professions a man could put his hand to.

  Finally, and just for good measure, he was also an accomplished photographer, artist, filmmaker, musician and educator. But he was first and foremost a writer, and that’s the L. Ron Hubbard we come to know through the pages of this volume.

  This library of Stories from the Golden Age presents the best of L. Ron Hubbard’s fiction from the heyday of storytelling, the Golden Age of the pulp magazines. In these eighty volumes, readers are treated to a full banquet of 153 stories, a kaleidoscope of tales representing every imaginable genre: science fiction, fantasy, western, mystery, thriller, horror, even romance—ac
tion of all kinds and in all places.

  Because the pulps themselves were printed on such inexpensive paper with high acid content, issues were not meant to endure. As the years go by, the original issues of every pulp from Argosy through Zeppelin Stories continue crumbling into brittle, brown dust. This library preserves the L. Ron Hubbard tales from that era, presented with a distinctive look that brings back the nostalgic flavor of those times.

  L. Ron Hubbard’s Stories from the Golden Age has something for every taste, every reader. These tales will return you to a time when fiction was good clean entertainment and the most fun a kid could have on a rainy afternoon or the best thing an adult could enjoy after a long day at work.

  Pick up a volume, and remember what reading is supposed to be all about. Remember curling up with a great story.

  —Kevin J. Anderson

  KEVIN J. ANDERSON is the author of more than ninety critically acclaimed works of speculative fiction, including The Saga of Seven Suns, the continuation of the Dune Chronicles with Brian Herbert, and his New York Times bestselling novelization of L. Ron Hubbard’s Ai! Pedrito!

  Devil’s Manhunt

  Chapter One

  DESPERATION PEAK rises green out of six thousand square miles of parched Arizona desert, a deceptive and deadly lure. It has game, streams and gold—but it also has an entire barricade around it, an unbroken ring of white alkali deserts, burning and acrid, waterless and uncrossable at any but the coolest season of the year.

  Thus protected, Desperation Peak long retained its treasure; like an emerald set in the center of hell, the price was high for its taking.

  Tim Beckdolt had nearly died braving the pitiless wastes, but his adventure had been rewarded. Once across the alkali sinks he had reached the tumbled canyons, clear springs and wooded slopes of the peak. He had lived on venison until his cartridges had all been used. Then he had kept his soul encased with body by snaring rabbits and birds. He had worked and wandered alone in this virgin desert-isolated fastness for eight months before he had found the rich placer. He had no salt and no flour. His clothing was a ruin of faded ribbons and he needed many things to work a claim. But to undertake another trip across the sinks, and return, particularly at this season of the year, was unthinkable; even his jenny had died of the privations endured in coming here.

  Tim Beckdolt did not ask questions of himself as to how he would get it out. From the moment he struck it, all his attention was for the gold. In two or three months it would rain, then he would leave. Until then he was a castaway, clinging to an island upon a scorching sea. He would cache his wealth and leave it to await his return, would bring back a mule train to take it outside.

  The discovery of this ancient creek bed was such that three months of labor had netted him slightly in excess of a hundred and seventy-five thousand dollars. A few more weeks of work would exhaust the placer; then he would rest and wait for the November rains so that he could leave.

  At fourteen, Tim had gone wandering across the West as a boy of all work, under the most indifferent masters, a runaway from a home that wouldn’t have him. He had learned prospecting in two heartbreaking years under the absolute tyranny of old Scotty O’Rourke—who had outlived three partners and had tried to outlive Tim. The world-weary youngster now saw himself as a successful young man; he wanted a ranch of his own, fine horses to ride, and the wherewithal to influence the unkind.

  At twenty-three he had it all within his grasp. Now and then he would straighten up, limber his back and gaze ahead of him. But he was not seeing red rocks and pines; he was seeing ranch houses, thousands of cattle grazing, white horse fences and himself in fine clothes. It was an innocent dream.

  At four o’clock on the afternoon of July 13, it was shattered entirely and utterly.

  A shadow fell across his sluice and Tim stopped, not looking back, but staring at the reflection in the cold blue gleam of a Winchester barrel.

  The first words he heard bit deep. They were indifferently, even wearily, spoken. “Wait a minute, Sven, don’t kill him.”

  Tim held on to the sluice box to keep his hands from shaking. He turned carefully until he stood leaning against the rough, hard slabs, water curling around his ankles, sweat growing cold on his face. The man called Sven was rendered even more huge by his standing on the bank two feet higher than the water.

  He was shaggy, with matted hair; his clothes were nondescript and slovenly. His face was big, with small eyes.

  The other man was seated on a rock. He was young, handsome, about twenty-eight and dressed in neat corduroy.

  “I don’t know how you feel about it, Sven,” he said, “but I’ve no taste for the muck and moil in the July sun. There are a few thousands yet in the gravel pile and our friend here appears to be a willing worker. Aren’t you, son?”

  Sven grunted and lowered the end of the Winchester to the ground. It looked like a small stick in his hand, and the big pistol which girded him was a toy against the hugeness of his thigh.

  “Don’t let us interrupt your work, my friend,” said the young man.

  “How did you make it across the sinks?” said Tim.

  “Why, as to that, there are two men who didn’t—two men and a mule.” He laughed quietly and looked at his gun.

  Tim saw the extra canteen which was slung about Sven, and knew with an abrupt insight why the two were not here.

  “A pleasant place,” said the young man. “I dare say that you have had all this peak with its foothills to yourself. Looks like there is game. I told you there would be game, Sven. Something to eat. Something to kill.”

  “You vant Aye should shoot some meat, Mr. Bonnet? Or you vant to hunt it again?”

  “Seen any mountain lion or bear up here, my young friend?”

  Tim looked from Bonnet to Sven. Something of the terror of his situation was coming clear to him, turning his stomach like ground glass.

  “Our young friend here doesn’t seem to be of much help as a hunting guide. Supposing you step out there, Sven, and take a bead on a potential banquet. If you see any bear or puma, or anything worthwhile, let me know.”

  Bonnet did not bother to aim a weapon. He had already possessed himself of the rifle that had been in Tim’s camp and had loaded it. He let it lie unnoticed at his feet.

  Tim looked at the rifle and at the far bank. A crooked, almost hopeful smile appeared faintly on Bonnet’s face. He hitched himself back a few feet from the rifle. His tongue caressed his parched lips. Tim was cold inside. Bonnet hitched himself further away from the weapon, and his smile grew, showing even, perfect teeth.

  Bonnet reached inside his coat and brought out a short gun which he tossed down the bank so that it lay only a little further from Tim than the rifle was from Bonnet.

  Tim’s fingernails were sinking into the sluice. He could envision himself lunging forward and grabbing the gun, could see Bonnet snatching at the rifle. He tried desperately to anticipate the outcome, crouched a little lower.

  Suddenly Tim sprang up the bank, sweeping the Smith & Wesson into his grasp and leveling it. With some astonishment he saw that Bonnet had not moved but stood looking with bright eyes upon Tim. The Smith & Wesson’s hammer fell on an empty chamber, then another—another, another, another and another.

  Bonnet picked up the rifle, jacked the shell into its chamber and laid the weapon across his knees. “Throw the gun here, young man. In a few days, when you have all the gold out of that gravel and neatly sacked, you and I may yet entertain ourselves with a little sport.” He laughed quietly.

  Tim worked methodically after that, worked day after day, through days beyond his counting. The water swirled about his knees, the heavy gumbo moved to the riffles; he cleaned out the rocks, cleared the tailings, all in the mechanical fashion of a sleep-walker. His hands bled, his limbs ached; and as he worked hopelessness gripped him.

  He had not realized until now the part his stepfather had played in the joy of his discovery. The idea of sending his mother beautiful clo
thes, hiring help for her, seeing to it that his younger sister received an education and escaped the miseries of a farm drudge had occupied, unbeknownst to him, the highest position in his plans. Now his stepfather could go on saying, “That no-good young pup. Knowed he’d never amount to nothin’. Skinned out and never bothered to write you a letter. Told you he was no good, Samantha. I done plumb right, tryin’ to beat him into line.” And his mother would have no answer, not now; she wouldn’t be able to call his stepfather’s attention to the beautiful ranch her son owned, to the fine horses he rode, to the high and influential friends he had. She could think, maybe, that something terrible had happened to him which prevented him from ever writing, but she would not know.

  His captors paid very little attention to him. By day, one or the other of them would sit with rifle nearby and lazily watch Tim’s labors, prodding him on when he slowed. At meal times they would toss him chunks of meat; at night they would lash his hands and feet together and tie him to a stump to save themselves the tedium of watching him. At dawn he would awaken, his extremities blackened by choked circulation; he would lie waiting to be loosened while Sven snored swinishly, close by his side.

  Tim did not realize how little he regarded Sven as a man. It was like being in captivity with a wild animal. Sven’s body odor, the matted hair, the bestial bluntness of his face, the grunts with which he spoke, all added into a likeness to a wild brute. The illusion was strongest when Sven ate. He tore the joints of venison apart with his bare hands and, thrusting his face into the half-cooked flesh, would snuffle and tear and grind with a whining satisfaction which, Tim thought, would have been more complete if the meat had been alive.

 

    Fifty-Fifty O'Brien Read onlineFifty-Fifty O'BrienVillainy Victorious Read onlineVillainy VictoriousSpy Killer Read onlineSpy KillerAi! Pedrito!: When Intelligence Goes Wrong Read onlineAi! Pedrito!: When Intelligence Goes WrongThe Dangerous Dimension Read onlineThe Dangerous DimensionMission Earth Volume 1: The Invaders Plan Read onlineMission Earth Volume 1: The Invaders PlanThe Slickers Read onlineThe SlickersIf I Were You Read onlineIf I Were YouThe Doomed Planet Read onlineThe Doomed PlanetWriters of the Future Volume 31 Read onlineWriters of the Future Volume 31Mission Earth Volume 2: Black Genesis Read onlineMission Earth Volume 2: Black GenesisWriters of the Future: 29 Read onlineWriters of the Future: 29Death Quest Read onlineDeath QuestThe Enemy Within Read onlineThe Enemy WithinOrders Is Orders Read onlineOrders Is OrdersHell's Legionnaire Read onlineHell's LegionnaireL. Ron Hubbard Presents Writers of the Future 34 Read onlineL. Ron Hubbard Presents Writers of the Future 34The Scifi & Fantasy Collection Read onlineThe Scifi & Fantasy CollectionDead Men Kill Read onlineDead Men KillOle Doc Methuselah: The Intergalactic Adventures of the Soldier of Light Read onlineOle Doc Methuselah: The Intergalactic Adventures of the Soldier of LightShadows From Boot Hill Read onlineShadows From Boot HillHurricane Read onlineHurricaneMission Earth Volume 3: The Enemy Within Read onlineMission Earth Volume 3: The Enemy WithinSlaves of Sleep & the Masters of Sleep Read onlineSlaves of Sleep & the Masters of SleepOne Was Stubborn Read onlineOne Was StubbornFinal Blackout: A Futuristic War Novel Read onlineFinal Blackout: A Futuristic War NovelDevil's Manhunt Read onlineDevil's ManhuntA Matter of Matter Read onlineA Matter of MatterVoyage of Vengeance Read onlineVoyage of VengeanceIf I Were You (Science Fiction & Fantasy Short Stories Collection) Read onlineIf I Were You (Science Fiction & Fantasy Short Stories Collection)L. Ron Hubbard Presents Writers of the Future Volume 35 Read onlineL. Ron Hubbard Presents Writers of the Future Volume 35Mission Earth Volume 4: An Alien Affair Read onlineMission Earth Volume 4: An Alien AffairBlack Genesis Read onlineBlack GenesisTinhorn's Daughter Read onlineTinhorn's DaughterTrouble on His Wings Read onlineTrouble on His WingsWriters of the Future Volume 27: The Best New Science Fiction and Fantasy of the Year Read onlineWriters of the Future Volume 27: The Best New Science Fiction and Fantasy of the YearWriters of the Future Volume 28: The Best New Science Fiction and Fantasy of the Year Read onlineWriters of the Future Volume 28: The Best New Science Fiction and Fantasy of the YearAn Alien Affair Read onlineAn Alien AffairCargo of Coffins Read onlineCargo of CoffinsMission Earth Volume 5: Fortune of Fear Read onlineMission Earth Volume 5: Fortune of FearWriters of the Future 32 Science Fiction & Fantasy Anthology Read onlineWriters of the Future 32 Science Fiction & Fantasy AnthologyThe Baron of Coyote River Read onlineThe Baron of Coyote RiverHurricane (Stories From the Golden Age) Read onlineHurricane (Stories From the Golden Age)Dianetics: The Modern Science of Mental Health Read onlineDianetics: The Modern Science of Mental HealthWriters of the Future, Volume 30 Read onlineWriters of the Future, Volume 30Battlefield Earth: A Saga of the Year 3000 Read onlineBattlefield Earth: A Saga of the Year 3000Fear Read onlineFearDisaster Read onlineDisasterInvaders Plan, The: Mission Earth Volume 1 Read onlineInvaders Plan, The: Mission Earth Volume 1A Matter of Matter (Stories from the Golden Age) Read onlineA Matter of Matter (Stories from the Golden Age)Writers of the Future Volume 34 Read onlineWriters of the Future Volume 34Death Waits at Sundown Read onlineDeath Waits at SundownOne Was Stubbron Read onlineOne Was StubbronIf I Were You (Stories from the Golden Age) Read onlineIf I Were You (Stories from the Golden Age)Writers of the Future 32 Science Fiction & Fantasy Anthology (L. Ron Hubbard Presents Writers of the Future) Read onlineWriters of the Future 32 Science Fiction & Fantasy Anthology (L. Ron Hubbard Presents Writers of the Future)Writers of the Future, Volume 29 Read onlineWriters of the Future, Volume 29Mission Earth Volume 8: Disaster Read onlineMission Earth Volume 8: DisasterMission Earth 6: Death Quest Read onlineMission Earth 6: Death QuestWriters of the Future, Volume 27 Read onlineWriters of the Future, Volume 27Mission Earth Volume 7: Voyage of Vengeance Read onlineMission Earth Volume 7: Voyage of VengeanceOle Doc Methuselah Read onlineOle Doc MethuselahMission Earth 07: Voyage of Vengeance Read onlineMission Earth 07: Voyage of VengeanceBattlefield Earth Read onlineBattlefield EarthFortune of Fear Read onlineFortune of FearMission Earth 8: Disaster Read onlineMission Earth 8: DisasterMission Earth Volume 10: The Doomed Planet Read onlineMission Earth Volume 10: The Doomed PlanetWriters of the Future, Volume 28 Read onlineWriters of the Future, Volume 28Mission Earth Volume 6: Death Quest Read onlineMission Earth Volume 6: Death QuestDead Men Kill (Stories from the Golden Age) Read onlineDead Men Kill (Stories from the Golden Age)Mission Earth 4: An Alien Affair Read onlineMission Earth 4: An Alien AffairSpy Killer (Stories from the Golden Age) Read onlineSpy Killer (Stories from the Golden Age)Mission Earth Volume 9: Villainy Victorious Read onlineMission Earth Volume 9: Villainy VictoriousL. Ron Hubbard Presents Writers of the Future, Volume 33 Read onlineL. Ron Hubbard Presents Writers of the Future, Volume 33