Clarence & Eagle's Wings

A pair of crime fighters get some help in battling the bandits of the Old West

- Harry Kuhn

Once upon a time, in the Old West, Clarence—my stuffed camel and best friend— and I rode out after bank robbers. The two bandits had run off with sacks of money. We trailed them up steep hills, much like the stairs in our house, and across the vast plain between rocks that looked like the beds and rooms of our upstairs. Suddenly, shots rang out and Clarence and I hid behind a mattress-like corner of a rock. I drew my six-guns and fired back. The bandits had us cornered.