Publisher's Synopsis
White Buffalo Returns The sun was going down as Jesse entered Fort Connah. Angus McDonald was no longer there, but his replacement, Everett Bullock, seemed happy to finally be meeting the man that Angus had spoken so highly of. Everett was born in Scotland but was raised in Dublin, Ireland and obviously loved his Irish liquor as much as Angus. Jesse smiled as the man poured himself a glass of the Irish whisky from one of two bottles Jesse had brought, hoping Angus might still be there. "Mmmmm, lad, that's real whisky n' I bloody well thank you for it, life's blood for Scots n' Irish alike it is, by Jesus." Jesse McKannah rode away disappointed after his visit to Fort Connah, partly because the new Indian Agent seemed inept and out of place compared to Angus McDonald. But mostly because Jesse had been thinking about his Flathead friends and wanted badly to sit around a fire outside with Angus and listen to his side of this tragic story. Everett's okay I reckon, he thought, and I doubt there's anybody that could fill ole Angus' shoes.
