B. M Bower

Lonesome Land (1912) delicately balances an idealistic, romantic view of the American West with its hard, gritty reality. Although focused on the West's often lonesome and open lifestyle, scenes of true Western-genre suspense appear in this critical yet beautiful imaging of the land and its pioneers. Valeria Peyson has spent her life on the East Coast and, therefore, holds a beautifully serene vision of the West in her mind. But in relocating to Hope,...

This is a solid, basic cowboy story from B. M. Bower, an early work of hers on the standard ranching setting she writes many more times. This is one of her stories. This follows the life of a boy from very early youth until he finds his own way and establishes his name. Through hazards, difficulties and dangers, Bob sets out to discover life for himself. With awfully wild terrain and red-Indians around him, he has to find his way. More than the threats...

Old Applehead Furrman, jogging home across the mesa from Albuquerque, sniffed the soft breeze that came from opal-tinted distances and felt poignantly that spring was indeed here. The grass, thick and green in the sheltered places, was fast painting all the higher ridges and foot-hill slopes, and with the green grass came the lank-bodied, big-kneed calves; which meant that roundup time was at hand. Applehead did not own more than a thousand head of...

Good Indian is a foster son of a western ranch owner. Considered as the eldest son, Good Indian plays a pivot role when the family ranch is attacked by scheming, gold prospectors. He is taken by the beauty of one fragile girl who cannot understand the western customs. His partner and supporter, Georgie Howard, quells her love for him, when they both go through the legal battle of the family ranch. Bower gives the reader an excellent portrayal of a...

This book takes you back to Montana's Flying U Ranch with its wonderful group of cowboys. Andy Green, Pink, the Native Son, Irish, Weary, and Happy Jack were all here, along with Chip and his wife the Little Doctor and their son The Kid (real name Claude, and he is six years old and big for his age). The gang has to deal with changing times, progress, and civilization, all of which threaten the very existence of the Flying U. Homesteaders! Farmers!...

Excerpt: ""Rowdy" Vaughan-he had been christened Rowland by his mother, and rechristened Rowdy by his cowboy friends, who are prone to treat with much irreverence the names bestowed by mothers-was not happy. He stood in the stirrups and shook off the thick layer of snow which clung, damp and close-packed, to his coat. The dull yellow folds were full of it; his gray hat, pulled low over his purple ears, was heaped with it. He reached up a gloved hand...

'The Long Shadow' is a 1909 classic Western adventure novel by master of the genre, American author B. M Bower. This volume is complete with a specially commissioned new introduction and biography of the author.

Black Rim country is called bad. The men from Black Rim are eyed askance when they burr their spur rowels down the plank sidewalks of whatever little town they may choose to visit. A town dweller will not quarrel with one of them. He will treat him politely, straightway seek some acquaintance whom he wishes to impress, and jerk a thumb toward the departing Black Rim man, and say importantly: 'See that feller I was talking with just now? That's one...

Written in the style of a short story, without excessive detail or extraneous characters, this is the story of Bud Moore, who after his wife leaves him, unknowingly gets caught up in a crazy scheme that necessitates his running for his life across the Southwest on foot, until he meets and teams up with an old prospector, Cash Markham. The tale that follows is fun, and I really enjoyed it, including the surprise ending. (Goodreads)

This is an interesting twist on a Western, where an author returns to the land where he was born to get some "local flavor" for his novels. He gets much more than he expected, going on long trail rides and nearly freezing the end of his nose off in the winter shacks. Something-it couldn't possibly be the beautiful Mona-could it?-keeps him on the range all year. (Goodreads)