Carl Weatherstein was not a man who did anything because his heart was made out of gold.

Mr.Weatherstein had no problem whatsoever in masquerading behind humble acts of kindness.

If he thought such a sham on his part would gain him an unfair advantage over anyone, he sought to eliminate.

He would gladly do so, without giving it a second thought.

Carl Weatherstein was the Devil himself, but when needed, he had the charm and grace of a prince.

Carl Weatherstein had been having his eyes on Peter David's piece of property for number of years.

He even offered Peter twice what his ranch was worth, but Peter each and every time found a way to keep the ranch in the David family name.

Riding into Peter David's Ranch

"Mr. David, I got some food here on the Buckboard for your family and for your Cow hands"

"Sam, I appreciate all this cooking ya did. Come inside and have a cup of Coffee with me.
I hear you hail from Pittsburgh"

As me and Ernie Tubbs got off the Buckboard Peter...