Reilly's Luck (Louis L'Amour's Lost Treasures)

Reilly's Luck (Louis L'Amour's Lost Treasures)

by Louis L'Amour

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As part of the Louis L’Amour’s Lost Treasures series, this edition contains exclusive bonus materials!

Val Darrant was just four years old the snowy night his mother abandoned him. But instead of meeting a lonely death, he met Will Reilly—a gentleman, a gambler, and a worldly, self-taught scholar. For ten years they each were all the family the other had, traveling from dusty American boomtowns to the glittering cities of Belle Époque Europe—until the day Reilly’s luck ran out in a roar of gunfire. 

But it wasn’t a gambling brawl or a pack of thieves that sealed Will’s fate. It was a far more complex story that Val would soon uncover—one that would bring him face-to-face with the one person he least wants to see: his mother. With the help of a beautiful, street-smart rancher and the woman who was Will Reilly’s lost love, Val must close this last cruel chapter of his past before he can turn the page on an uncertain future.

Louis L’Amour’s Lost Treasures is a project created to release some of the author’s more unconventional manuscripts from the family archives.
 
In Louis L’Amour’s Lost Treasures: Volumes 1, Beau L’Amour takes the reader on a guided tour through many of the finished and unfinished short stories, novels, and treatments that his father was never able to publish during his lifetime. L’Amour’s never-before-seen first novel, No Traveller Returns, faithfully completed for this program, is a voyage into danger and violence on the high seas. These exciting publications will be followed by Louis L’Amour’s Lost Treasures: Volume 2.
 
Additionally, many beloved classics will be rereleased with an exclusive Lost Treasures postscript featuring previously unpublished material, including outlines, plot notes, and alternate drafts. These postscripts tell the story behind the stories that millions of readers have come to know and cherish.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781984817860
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 08/27/2019
Series: Louis L'Amour's Lost Treasures Series
Pages: 320
Sales rank: 252,387
Product dimensions: 4.20(w) x 6.80(h) x 1.10(d)

About the Author

Our foremost storyteller of the American West, Louis L’Amour has thrilled a nation by chronicling the adventures of the brave men and woman who settled the frontier. There are more than three hundred million copies of his books in print around the world.

Date of Birth:

March 22, 1908

Date of Death:

June 10, 1988

Place of Birth:

Jamestown, North Dakota

Education:

Self-educated

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CHAPTER 1

It was dark and cold, the only light coming from the crack under the ill-fitting door. The boy huddled in the bed, shivered against the cold, listening to the low mutter of voices from the adjoining room.

Outside everything was buried in snow. The window was thick with frost, shutting out what light there might have been. Once he heard boots crunch on the snow as a man walked back from the street.

Suddenly Ma’s voice lifted, strident and impatient. “I’ve got no time for the kid! Now you get rid of him! Let one of those farmers have him. They all seem to want kids. Lord knows they have enough of them.”

Then Van’s voice, quiet, even-tempered as always. “Myra, you can’t do that! He’s your son. Your own flesh and blood.”

“Don’t be a fool! There’s no place in my life for a kid.” After a moment of silence, she added, “What kind of a life could I give him? Batting around from cow town to mining camp? Get rid of him, Van.” Her voice rose sharply. “You get rid of him, or I’ll get rid of you.”

“Is that all it means, then? I knew you were a hard woman, Myra, but I thought I meant more to you than that.”

“You’re a fool, Van. Without me, you’d be cadging for drinks around the saloons. You take him out of here right now, and get rid of him. I don’t care how you do it.”

The boy tried to huddle into a tighter ball, tried to shut his ears against the voices, to close out the growing terror.

“All right, Myra. I’ll see to it.”

There was a mutter of voices again, and then he heard Ma go out, listened to her retreating steps as she walked along the path toward the street. For a few moments there was silence, then the faint clink of glass in the next room; the door opened, letting a rectangle of light fall upon the bare plank floor.

“Val? Are you awake? We’ve got to get you dressed.”

“All right.”

Anything was better than the cold bed, but he dreaded going out into the night, and dreaded more whatever was to come. He liked Van, and he trusted him. Sometimes when they talked Van referred to themselves as the two V’s.

Van was slim and tall, with a sort of faded elegance; there was a puffiness around the cheeks, and an ever-present smell of whiskey; but his easy good manners never failed him, and Val admired him for that, and for the stories of his boyhood that he often told Val when Ma was not around. She detested hearing Van talk about anything that had happened before they met, and would not tolerate any mention of his family or the schools he had gone to. His family had been wealthy, and the schools had been good schools.

Van struck a match and lighted the lamp. In the light, the bare room looked even more bleak and empty, even emptier than the rooms on the farm where he had stayed until a few weeks ago.

It had been cold there, too, although there was usually a fire in the fireplace, and the farmer and his wife had been kind. Then the farmer’s wife had become ill and nobody had any time for Val.

When he was dressed, Van took him into the other room. The boy rubbed his eyes against the stronger light, and then the outer door opened again and Myra came in. She did not look at him or speak to him. All she said was, “Get him out of here.”

Van shrugged into his buffalo coat, and then he picked up Val and carried him to the door.

There Van hesitated. “He’s only four years old, Myra. Can’t you—?”

“Get out!” her voice was shrill. “And close the door after you!”

“Myra, I’ll say he’s mine. Nobody will know—”

“Get out.”

It was icy cold in the barn. Van saddled his horse, lifted the boy to the saddle, and mounted behind him. He hesitated again, holding the boy to him and waiting while Val wondered when he would start. At last he touched his heels to the horse and they moved out of the barn. Van turned the horse to reach over and push the door shut, then they moved away toward open country.

Wondering, Val snuggled down inside Van’s buffalo coat. Why were they going that way? There was nothing out there but open plains, but he trusted Van, and in the warmth against him he closed his eyes.

They had been riding for several minutes when suddenly Van swore, and wrenching the horse’s head around, he turned back upon their trail. Snow was already covering their tracks, and it was bitterly cold.

“Are we going back, Van?”

“No, Val, we can’t go back. At least you can’t. We’re going visiting.”

When the lights of the town could again be seen, Van said, “Do you remember Will Reilly! I think you’ll be staying with him tonight.”

Val did remember him, a tall, wide-shouldered young man, not much older than Van, but somehow stronger, more forceful. He was a man who rarely smiled, but when he did his whole face seemed to light up. Val not only remembered him, he liked him. Maybe more than anybody, but he could not have said why that was so.

By the time they reached the hotel Val was chilled to the bone. Not even the heavy buffalo coat could keep out the bitter cold. Van tied the horse to the hitch rail, and carried Val inside to the stairs.

The clerk looked up. “Mister, you’d better not leave that horse out there. It’s forty below.”

“I’ll only be a minute.”

They went up the stairs and down the carpeted hall. Van stopped and rapped at the door. When the door opened a wonderful warmth came out.

“Will, I’ve got to ask a favor.”

Will Reilly stepped back and let them come in, closing the door behind them. The chimney from the huge fireplace in the lobby came right through this room, accounting for the heat.

Reilly was in shirtsleeves and vest, and a gold watch chain draped from pocket to pocket of the vest. “What is it, Van? You know I’m expected downstairs. Couldn’t this wait?”

“It’s the kid, Will. Myra told me to get rid of him. He’s cost her plenty in the past few days, and she told me to get rid of him or not come back.”

“All right, take my advice and don’t go back. If you need a stake I’ll give you the stage fare to Denver and enough to make a start.”

“At what? Thanks, Will, but no . . . no.”

“Well? What do you want me to do?”

“Keep the boy until morning, will you? I couldn’t think of any other place to take him, and the boy likes you.”

“What do you think I am, a nurse? All right, put him down on the bed, but you be almighty sure you come back to get him in the morning, d’ you hear?” Then more quietly he added, “She’s a fool. That’s a mighty fine boy there.”

Van put Val down on the bed and helped him undress; then he covered him up. The warmth of the room after the cold Montana night made him very sleepy. It seemed as if he had been cold as long as he could remember.

There was a moment or two of subdued talking, then the door closed and Val heard the sound of footsteps going away.

Val opened his eyes and peeked at Will Reilly as the gambler combed his black hair, and buckled on his gun belt and holster. He caught Will’s eyes in the mirror and quickly closed his own.

“All right, Val. Quit faking. I know you’re awake.”

Val opened his eyes and Will grinned at him in the mirror. Then Will came over to him and gently ruffled his hair. “You go to sleep, boy. You’ll be all right here.”

Reilly picked up a small holster with a derringer in it and buttoned it at a special place inside his belt. “A bit of insurance, Val, boy. We live in a harsh world.

“Always give yourself an edge, boy. You may never need it, but it saves a lot of worry. Learn to depend on yourself, and if you expect nothing from anybody else you will never be disappointed.”

He sat down on the bed beside Val. “Remember this, son. You are all you have. Learn . . . learn everything you can, then you will always know a little more than they think you know. Most people in this world are out to take you. It isn’t always their fault, but it is the way they live. If you know that, and make allowances for it, you won’t go far wrong.” 

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Reilly's Luck 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 42 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Although westerns can get a bit typical, Reillys Luck was a breath of fresh air. I was pleasantly surprised. Author Lamour comes at this book from a different angle, right from the start. We are watching the world from the eyes of a child. Excellent reading. A must read for western enthusiasts.
Guest More than 1 year ago
A Review of Reilly¿s Luck In a time of outlaws, gamblers, and rifleman. Will Reilly be able to put aside his ways of being a gentleman, gambler, and a gunslinger for a boy who is in help. Reilly is a man who knows his odds and goes with them, but will taking in this frightened young boy help him or in the end hurt or maybe even get him killed? Reilly goes against everything he has ever done and takes the child in thinking he can help him. Reilly does everything he can too help the boy. This is the first time that Reilly has ever had anything to do with any child. Reilly has to change a lot of his ways since now he has a boy to worry about but will he be able to do it or will he let the boy go and return to his old ways of gambling, and being a gunslinger? Reilly has to make up his mind to raise the boy as his own and teach him the ways of being a gentlemen, gambler, and gunslinger or let the boy go. Reilly is a tough man but is he tough enough to just put the one that he has helped back on the streets just like his parents did to him?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Classic+L.L.+storyline%2C+with+plenty+of+action.++Enjoyed+how+karma+brought+the+just+rewards+to+both+the+good+and+the+bad+sides+of+the+story%2C+even+after+many+years%2C+and+from+Europe+to+the+Rockies.%0ARecommend+this+for+anyone+who+enjoys+Westerns%2C+especially+ones+that+are+accurate+historically%2C+and+to+actual+locations.
MerryMary on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Val has had an unusual upbringing. Abandoned by his mother, who found him inconvenient, he is raised by a gentlemanly gambler. Now he is grown, his benefactor is dead by treachery, and Val must decide the path his life will follow.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have always thought this is one of Louis Lamour's best books.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Some books are better than others. This one is right up there with the Sacketts
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is one of Louis L'amour's top ten best novels ever!
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cinnf More than 1 year ago
Would love to see another writer of Louis L'Amour's caliber in the western genre, but not likely to happen these days, I suppose. Excellent story line, good detail and follow through, just overall worthwhile reading.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Gem. Please dont tell him please! I really really do like him. Kels. Yeahh
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Bhhhhj
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
L'Amour as usual, good read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
So im being left out? I c how it is then
Evadsllim More than 1 year ago
I love Louis L'Amour. This is the first one I read and now own nearly all of his books. He spins formulaic yarns where the undeservedly oppressed good guy takes a beating, maintains his integrity, keeps fighting and wins in the end and gets the girl! A fool proof formula for me! This particular novel has a strong male influence in Will Reilly, who raises an abandoned boy who develops into a fine man and wreaks vengeance on Will Reilly's oppressors. Louis always champions strong character, values, and common decency and respect for his fellow man. Read and enjoy!
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Another Lamour awesome book
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GConradDietz More than 1 year ago
Each L'Amour novel is just one more great read in a long list of superb stories.
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havasudeb More than 1 year ago
Yet another great book by L'Amour....This may not be his best but it is still fun to read.
Hugo Rangel More than 1 year ago
I thought this book was pretty good, cool and interesting, it was well worthy to spend $5 bucks on a book that would keep you entertain at the airport waiting for your flight or at the hotel after a hard working day at the office on a business trip. I am going to look forward to buy more western books like this one. Good job Louis, you keep us all entertained.