Somebody with an itchy finger seems to be running the chipper
In the speck of a town called Pitchfork, it's all for one and one for all. So if even one man gets it in his noggin to scam his neighbors, an ax-man might just forget to yell "timber!" in time
Still, one logging magnate is willing to take the riskfor the chance to make some green by running out all the other lumber companies. Even if it requires a little intimidation and coercionor murder
But the greedy snake doesn't realize there's a new arrival in Pitchforka stranger who goes by Long, who claims he's been a feller, a bucker, a peeler, a bull whacker, and a river pig. What he doesn't mention, however, is that he's on assignment as a Deputy U.S. Marshal. And the monopolizin' sort don't cotton much to the law. So Longarm'd better watch his stepor knock on wood