Bulldog Pluck
The soft thud of horses through the dark desert night. The lonely wail of the coyote- then the shrill bark of a sixgun. A slice of palpitating life, brought back from the real west.
The owner of a saloon finds himself in trouble with the corrupt officials of his town when he tries to get the town's saloons to close at midnight on weekdays and all day on Sundays.
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