Pulp Fiction Book Store Bar-20 by Clarence E. Mulford 1
Bar20800 500x750 Bar 20 by Clarence E. Mulford
Bar-20 by Clarence E. Mulford

Bar-20 by Clarence E. Mulford

(Hopalong Cassidy, 1)

Bar-20 – Being a record of certain happenings that occurred in the otherwise peaceful lives of one Hopalong Cassidy and his companions on the range.

Book Details

Book Details

Bar-20 – Being a record of certain happenings that occurred in the otherwise peaceful lives of one Hopalong Cassidy and his companions on the range.

Bar-20 is the first of the twenty-eight novels written by Clarence E. Mulford about the legendary cowpuncher, Hopalong Cassidy. Hopalong Cassidy was so beloved a character that a radio series, a series of 66 movies and a television series were made about him.

Chapter I – Buckskin
Chapter II – The Rashness of Shorty
Chapter III – The Argument
Chapter IV – The Vagrant Sioux
Chapter V – The Law of the Range
Chapter VI – Trials of the Convalescent
Chapter VII – The Open Door
Chapter VIII – Hopalong Keeps His Word
Chapter IX – The Advent of McAllister
Chapter X – Peace Hath its Victories
Chapter XI – Holding the Claim
Chapter XII – The Hospitality of Travennes
Chapter XIII – Travennes’ Discomfiture
Chapter XIV – The Tale of a Cigarette
Chapter XV – The Penalty
Chapter XVI – Rustlers on the Range
Chapter XVII – Mr. Trendley Assumes Added Importance
Chapter XVIII – The Search Begins
Chapter XIX – Hopalong’s Decision
Chapter XX – A Problem Solved
Chapter XXI – The Call
Chapter XXII – The Showdown
Chapter XXIII – Mr. Cassidy Meets a Woman
Chapter XXIV – The Strategy of Mr. Peters
Chapter XXV – Mr. Ewalt Draws Cards

Clarence Edward Mulford (1883–1956) was the creator of the character Hopalong Cassidy, one of the most well known Western characters of all time.

Mulford was born in Streator, Illinois. He created Hopalong Cassidy in 1904 while living in Fryeburg, Maine.

hopalong Bar 20 by Clarence E. Mulford
Film poster for Hopalong Cassidy (1935)

Bar-20 contains 4 illustrations by N.C. Wyeth and F.E. Schoonover as published in the original 1906 edition.


  1. Bar-20.epub
Read Excerpt

Excerpt: Bar-20

Chapter I


THE town lay sprawled over half a square mile of alkali plain, its main street depressing in its width, for those who were responsible for its inception had worked with a generosity born of the knowledge that they had at their immediate and unchallenged disposal the broad lands of Texas and New Mexico on which to assemble a grand total of twenty buildings, four of which were of wood. As this material was scarce, and had to be brought from where the waters of the Gulf lapped against the flat coast, the last-mentioned buildings were a matter of local pride, as indicating the progressiveness of their owners.

These creations of hammer and saw were of one story, crude and unpainted; their cheap weather sheathing, warped and shrunken by the pitiless sun, curled back on itself and allowed unrestricted entrance to alkali dust and air. The other shacks were of adobe, and reposed in that magnificent squalor dear to their owners, Indians and Mexicans.

It was an incident of the Cattle Trail, that most unique and stupendous of all modern migrations, and its founders must have been inspired with a malicious desire to perpetrate a crime against geography, or else they reveled in a perverse cussedness, for within a mile on every side lay broad prairies, and two miles to the east flowed the indolent waters of the Rio Pecos itself. The distance separating the town from the river was excusable, for at certain seasons of the year the placid stream swelled mightily and swept down in a broad expanse of turbulent, yellow flood.

Buckskin was a town of one hundred inhabitants, located in the valley of the Rio Pecos fifty miles south of the Texas-New Mexico line. The census claimed two hundred, but it was a well-known fact that it was exaggerated. One instance of this is shown by the name of Tom Flynn. Those who once knew Tom Flynn, alias Johnny Redmond, alias Bill Sweeney, alias Chuck Mullen, by all four names, could find them in the census list. Furthermore, he had been shot and killed in the March of the year preceding the census, and now occupied a grave in the young but flourishing cemetery. Perry’s Bend, twenty miles up the river, was cognizant of this and other facts, and, laughing in open derision at the padded list, claimed to be the better town in all ways, including marksmanship.

One year before this tale opens, Buck Peters, an example for the more recent Billy the Kid, had paid Perry’s Bend a short but busy visit. He had ridden in at the north end of Main Street and out at the south. As he came in he was fired at by a group of ugly cowboys from a ranch known as the C 80. He was hit twice, but he unlimbered his artillery, and before his and before his horse had carried him, half dead, out on the prairie, he had killed one of the group. Several citizens had joined the cowboys and added their bullets against Buck. The deceased had been the best bartender in the country, and the rage of the suffering citizens can well be imagined. They swore vengeance on Buck, his ranch, and his stamping ground.

The difference between Buck and Billy the Kid is that the former never shot a man who was not trying to shoot him, or who had not been warned by some action against Buck that would call for it. He minded his own business, never picked a quarrel, and was quiet and pacific up to a certain point. After that had been passed he became like a raging cyclone in a tenement house, and storm-cellars were much in demand.

“Fanning” is the name of a certain style of gun play not unknown among the bad men of the West. While Buck was not a bad man, he had to rub elbows with them frequently, and he believed that the sauce for the goose was the sauce for the gander. So he had removed the trigger of his revolver and worked the hammer with the thumb of the “gun hand” or the heel of the unencumbered hand. The speed thus acquired was greater than that of the more modern double-action weapon. Six shots in a few seconds was his average speed when that number was required, and when it is thoroughly understood that at least some of them found their intended bullets it is not difficult to realize that fanning was an operation of danger when Buck was doing it.

He was a good rider, as all cowboys are, and was not afraid of anything that lived. At one time he and his chums, Red Connors and Hopalong Cassidy, had successfully routed a band of fifteen Apaches who wanted their scalps. Of these, twelve never hunted scalps again, nor anything else on this earth, and the other three returned to their tribe with the report that three evil Spirits had chased them with “wheel guns” (cannons).

So now, since his visit to Perry’s Bend, the rivalry of the two towns had turned to hatred and an alert and eager readiness to increase the inhabitants of each other’s graveyard. A state of war existed, which for a time resulted in nothing worse than acrimonious suggestions. But the time came when the score was settled to the satisfaction of one side, at least.

Excerpt From: Clarence E. Mulford. “Bar-20.”

More Westerns

More by Clarence E. Mulford

More Hopalong Cassidy

Bar20Thumb Bar 20 by Clarence E. Mulford
Our Rating
1star Bar 20 by Clarence E. Mulford1star Bar 20 by Clarence E. Mulford1star Bar 20 by Clarence E. Mulford1star Bar 20 by Clarence E. Mulford1star Bar 20 by Clarence E. Mulford
Aggregate Rating
5 based on 5 votes
Brand Name
Pulp Fiction Classic
Product Name
Bar-20 by Clarence E. Mulford
USD 3.95
Product Availability
Available in Stock