MARC S. RUPERT

MARC S. RUPERT
Historic Stockyards
Fort Worth, Texas
Photo by Luke Rupert


MEMBER:

The Authors Guild

Texas Folklore Society

Western Writers of America


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Author packing iron in white-haired holsters a few years back.
Photo by Marjorie Rupert

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My in-depth look
at Ray Hogan
and his works:


Ray Hogan
Western Novelist
Photo by Lois Hogan

“MR. WESTERN”:
RAY HOGAN

The Roundup
Part I
October, 1986
Vol. XXIV, No. 9

The Roundup
Part II
Nov.-Dec., 1986
Vol. XXIV, No. 10

The Roundup
Part III
January, 1987
Vol. XXV, No. 1

Series was one of
three finalists for
Western Writers
of America’s 1987
Stirrup Award for
best Roundup story.

ALSO:


‘MR. WESTERN’
STANDS TALL

New Mexico Magazine
March 1988
Volume 66, Number 3

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Frederick Rice
Big Bend Cowboy
Photo by Marc Rupert

Texas Big Bend nonfiction book venture. Work-in-progress. Latter-half 2018 completion target. More information forthcoming.


Frederick Rice
grew up within that unique area known today as Big Bend National Park. The Texas Big Bend country he experienced as a youngster was different from the recreational area tourists enjoy today. However, that being said, Frederick mentioned many
times while we were out
and about that the mountains
haven’t changed.

Based on extensive on-site
interviews and backcountry
Bronco-roaming experiences
I had with Frederick starting
in the fall of 1982.
The cassette recorder purchased
and used exclusively for this
special project is almost played
out, groaning and complaining
during rewind. The once-smooth
plastic play, stop, and rewind
buttons now have fingertip
indentations.

Related Texas Big Bend articles of mine:


THE HIDDEN PLACES
OF BIG BEND

Texas Parks &
Wildlife
July 1985
Vol. 43, No. 7

AND:


FREDERICK RICE:
HE WAS RAISED
DOWN THERE

The Alpine Avalanche
April 16, 1987

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MANY THANKS TO THE AUTHORS GUILD FOR MAKING THIS
SITE POSSIBLE,

AND

FOR ALL THE DEDICATED SERVICES THE AUTHORS GUILD STAFF PROVIDES FOR THE BENEFIT OF WRITERS EVERYWHERE.


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BY AUTHOR:

August 3, 2017

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Welcome—Bienvenidos

Featuring:

HARD CASE FROM FLAT TOP

by Marc S. Rupert


An original traditional Western fiction novel rounded up, branded, and ready for the drive to market.


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Dedicated to:

RAY HOGAN — “MR. WESTERN”


In writing Hard Case From Flat Top, I strived to live up to the Ray Hogan Western tradition. One of America’s master Western novelists, Hogan’s trademark is a good story full of human interest and action set against a factual Western background. Ray was the inspiration behind this book, and I’m proud to be one of his saddle pards.


THE YARN:


JOHN CAMERON—famed throughout the West as the OMAHA KID, a hard-case shootist—put away his guns in 1878 to settle down and make something more permanent of his life by establishing a ranch in West Texas.

Now it’s 1882. On the morning he and his close friend and range boss Harvey Briscoe along with hired trail hands are to begin a cattle drive for Caldwell, Kansas—making his first big sale—his stock is stolen during a predawn raid. Badly wounded, the biggest shock surprising Cameron before blacking out and being left for dead was discovering who led the rustlers.

John Cameron is determined to make the thieves pay in full—especially their leader—if it’s the last thing he ever does. But, can he recover fast enough to track down the renegades before they sell the herd, grab their blood money, and scatter into the vastness of the Old West?

Will Cameron’s mission of retribution affect the longing he develops for Charity Sommerville who, along with her family, nurses the tall rancher back to health?

Gaining revenge will mean overcoming peace officers that continually get in his way just as they did during his Omaha Kid days—impeding his efforts to do what was really the law’s job anyway. And when you’re saddled with a fast-gun reputation like John Cameron, there’s always someone wanting to slap leather with you.

As if the odds of Cameron carrying out his vendetta aren’t high enough, there’s the vengeful Vingar clan. The Vingars have their own special plan for the Omaha Kid’s death.

Before it’s all over, the trail of revenge becomes longer than anticipated, taking unforeseen twists and turns. On a street of death amid strangers, shrouded by dust and gun smoke, John Cameron finally comes to know himself.

John Cameron’s brand: Flat Top JC

RESEARCH PHOTOGRAPHS:


The images below were taken during legwork for HARD CASE FROM FLAT TOP. Meandering the backcountry without air conditioning during a prolonged triple-digit heat wave was memorable. Of course, it can always be worse: I could have covered the one-thousand-plus miles on one of John Cameron’s horses with no ice chest at hand.

Don’t be fooled by the late-May picture showing me in a sweater one cold West Texas morning; it didn’t last. June came, and I was soon solar-heating canned dinners on the dashboard with alarming ease. Have you ever heard a canteen make whistling noises out of its cap hole? Yeah—it was that kind of hot.

The south bank of the Double Mountain Fork of the Brazos River just below John Cameron’s lower corrals. Flat Top JC Ranch, Stonewall County, Texas. Photo by author.

Double Mountain, Stonewall County, Texas. The Double Mountain Fork of the Brazos River is named after this promontory. Photo by author.

On the Flat Top JC Ranch looking north toward the river. The fall-off’s edge, hard to detect, is in the foreground. Photo by author.

Texas Longhorns at Fort Griffin State Historical Park north of Albany, Texas. Descendants of the J. Frank Dobie herd rounded up in the 1920s. Photo by author.

Author at the Flat Top JC Ranch engaged in predawn research. The cold morning of the raid. Photo by Larry Merrick.

Red River sunset. Texas/Oklahoma (Indian Territory) border. Quicksands and high-running water could make trail herd river crossings treacherous. Photo by author.

Just south of Abilene, Kansas. Looking north over the Smoky Hill River. Photo by author.

About fourteen miles east of Ellsworth, Kansas, looking east toward Salina. Photo by author.

Bluff Creek. Larger of the two Kansas streams cutting a path across the lowland between Caldwell, Kansas and the Oklahoma border. Photo by author.

Sand Hills just east of the Great Salt Plains, Oklahoma. Photo by author.

Author’s home-away-from-home at the Great Salt Plains, northwest of Enid, Oklahoma. Photo by author.

Great Salt Plains, Oklahoma. This 1978 Ford Bronco has been the workhorse for many trips over the years. Photo by author.

Salt Fork of the Arkansas River, Oklahoma. Downstream from the Great Salt Plains. Photo by author.

Oklahoma rain storm. Churning clouds like these had John Cameron reaching for his yellow slicker. Photo by author.

Cimarron River, Oklahoma. Also called Red Fork of the Arkansas. Photo by author.

North Canadian River, Oklahoma. The north bank afforded good camping for trail herds. Photo by author.

Washita River, Oklahoma. The Washita Valley was known for good grazing. Photo by author.

Little Washita River, Oklahoma. Photo by author.

Coming into Fort Worth, Texas from the north. Not exactly what John Cameron would have seen in the summer of 1882. Photo by author.

Suspension Bridge in Waco, Texas. Opened in 1870, it was the first bridge over the Brazos—the longest river in Texas. Quite an achievement for its day, and still something special to behold and stroll across. Upon completion it was the longest singe-span suspension bridge in the United States—by some accounts the world. Photo by author.

Brick base of Waco Suspension Bridge north tower. What the towers looked like top-to-bottom when John Cameron rode past, before repairs saw the upper-section bricks stuccoed over, additional top arches added, and the crowning battlements done away with (above picture). Photo by author.

Approaching Hico, Texas from the east. Photo by author.

Hey—thanks for dropping by. I appreciate your visit.

Questions? Comments? Something you’d like to share? Feel free to holler my way, and have a great day.

Adios—but just for now. I'll be back on a regular basis. Hope you will, too.

As always, wishing you all the best...


Marc


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