Bitter Basin

After fifteen years of city life, David Dorrance had come home to Bitter Basin.

From the high promontory where he had reined-in his horse he could see a sight that gladdened his heart and made his pulses throb with pride. Before him rolled away into the blue distance a hundred thousand acres of the finest grazing land in the West – his heritage.

But David little knew the struggle that lay before him – the ruthless fight for Bitter Basin that was to go on relentlessly until he gained control over his inheritance.