Shamus McGee was happy. There had been few
days during his twenty-three years when he had not been happy. He was a big man
and when people made fun of his good nature he grinned.
“I'm too big to be nasty,” he told them. “If
I went around hunting up trouble people would call me a bully. And if I refused
to fight they'd call me a coward. Way it is, I like everyone, so I never have
cause to battle.”
This 1957 novel from Mr. Ballard gives us the trope of
the big amiable man who’d rather not fight but…as one would assume, he gets
pushed a bit to far and even mild pots sometimes simmer and boil over.
This is fine serviceable entertainment in the “Destry”
vein. It may be formulaic, but I found it to be more successful than the highly
regarded Destry Rides Again by Max Brand. I think that good reputation
is more from the film than from the source
novel, but that’s just me, what do I know?
While no classic, it’s head-and-shoulders over all the
“Solid-jawed” heroes who boil from the go.
A fine afternoon whilin’.
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