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...The devil didn’t hide, he strutted right out, a smile painted on his red face. “Why my dear sheriff, how in the world Did you ever find my new place?” Abner stared on, seething with hate. “An old friend told me to find you here,” He explained, glancing up to the sky. “You know why I’m here, you son-of-a-bitch. You made those poor people die. And now has come your time!” The devil he laughed, and shook his head. “You think that Colt will take me down? I’m a damned archangel, and well beyond The people of this backwater town. Now behave, and toss that on the ground.” Abner lifted his arm, taking careful aim at the devil’s broad, muscled, red chest. The devil just sighed, and started forwards “You should not put me to the test,” The devil did smugly confess. Abner squeezed back on the trigger, And a shot rang out in the night. The devil lurched backwards, screaming loud, his hellish face a mask of fright. He looked down, shocked at the sight. A hole their awaited, the flesh dissolving around where the bullet had hit. He gasped and looked up at Abner, saying,”No! No, I don’t believe it!” Abner just smiled, then on him spit. “Pride, its goes before a fall, that you of all folks should know! I talked to your Pa, and He answered true, and showed me the best way to go about laying your carcass low.” “See into each bullet I carved a cross, and in holy water I dipped the tips Then old Priest Frazier blessed each one Blessed my gun, and then gave lip to the Big Guy to watch over my trip.” The devil shrank back, eyes afire, struggling to say on his feet. Abner he fired five more times, what the devil sowed he then reaped, and fell to the ground in defeat. His body dissolved into the snow, His soul went screaming back to Hell. Abner breathed a sigh, holstered the gun, and stood their quiet for a spell. They he walked out, heading down the hill. Now some folks say the crash of ninety-three was what drove folks from Aspen’s mines, And ushered in the beginning of the town’s long and sleepy times. But the real story you will find Is that the dark one roamed and destroyed until an old cowboy took him apart, And for decades to come he raged in Hell about Abner Gidden, that damned upstart who dared shoot the devil in the heart!
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