Code of the West — George G. Gilman

*****Maybe this was the new West. Adam Steele, elegant in cream suit and white satin shirt, a high gloss on his fancy boots, riding into town to consult with his banker. Steele passing the work crew from the Telegraph Company, stringing the wire between the newly erected roadside poles, bringing the new age of instant communication. But maybe the old West is still around. When a young girl's brutal rape can stampede an old-style lynch mob into action. When instant communication is replaced with sudden death. When not telegraph wire but an innocent man is set to be strung up.*****