Tennyson, Texas, was as nice a little town as you'd ever hope to see. The residents were God-fearing folks...every last one of them. And if some of the menfolk quenched their thirst for whiskey at the Hide and Horn Saloon, well, that was okay too. Because the new owner was a fast-shooting, hard-punching lady who knew just where a good time ended and trouble began.But then the family of the old owner rode into town, looking to claim the Hide and Horn as theirs. And suddenly everyone in town knew the truth...that soon there would be more blood than beer spilled on the sawdust floor of that illustrious drinking establishment...