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Book SynopsisWinky thought he'd seen everything in Wyoming Territory. Then into town one lazy day rode a long-haired kid and a colossal African mute. They were met in the saloon by Fiddler Jones, whose hair and temper flared like a wasps' nest. Fiddler's yellow eyes fell instantly in love with the kid's pouch of gold dust. That pouch was worth killing for.
Trade Review"
The Kid is in the best myth-shattering and rambunctious Twain tradition." —Jack Conroy, the
Chicago Sun-Times"Seelye is not only up to something unusual, but perhaps something quite profound."—
New York Times"The western of the season."—
New Republic"Here we have a skilled hand working with broad humor in a lusty, free-wheeling vernacular and with a story that emerges as a kind of American tragedy, Western style."—
Philadelphia Inquirer
