by Don Cameron Shafer . Originally Published in Frontier Stories Spring 1948. A Devon cow and a red ox - that's all Teigue O'Dae wanted for his forest homestead. But a moss-soft heart made him throw his stake with a six-gun shrew--and a pen-full of Shawnee scalp trouble! THE LOG CABIN WAS FIFTEEN by eighteen feet, nine feet to the rough hewn plates and fourteen to the gable roof of split pine shakes. Teigue O'Dae had built this wilderness home, with no other tools than an axe in his strong hands, an auger and an iron vrou. Now he tucked a long Deckard rifle under his left arm and whistled to Continue reading