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Sheffy, the immigrant, was falsely accused of murder, causing him to run for his life and end up in Indian territory. Through an act of fate, he became friends with an Indian brave called Good Crow. He knew he needed to look for another town with a railroad station so he could return to New York, where he came from. His friend Good Crow offered to guide him, not knowing that a bounty hunter was looking for them. They finally found a railroad station in another town. After saying their goodbyes, Good Crow began making the journey back to the nations when a bounty hunter spotted him and killed him! When Sheffy heard the shot off in the distance, he decided to go back up the trail and check on him. He found him dead! Just then, he outstepped the bounty hunter with his gun pointed at him. By a twist of fate, Sheffy overtook and killed him.
After returning to the tribe with the body of Good Crow, Sheffy's spirit was broken. Knowing his fate, he decided to go back to Brentwood and turn himself in. But he had no idea that his Indian friends were planning to sneak in the night and replace the rope with a little longer one so his feet could break the fall and fray the end so it would break--in an attempt to save his life. However, at the last minute, while he was on the platform, the true killer signed an affidavit admitting that he was the real killer. The sheriff tried to stop the hanging, but depressed and with nothing to live for, Sheffy jumped anyway. The rope was replaced, but not quite long enough, but it did break part of the fall, and the frayed end broke as well. Sheffy's neck was cracked, but not enough to break the spine. However, it did paralyze him, making him appear to be dead. An Indian named Looking Glass saw a slight twitch of a finger and told the medicine man. Without drawing attention, they used one of Looking Glass's mirrors from his necklace and cupped their hands with it. They saw a slight fog from his nose! The sheriff let them claim the body because he knew they were Sheffy's only friends. The Indians took his body back with them, knowing there was probably no chance for him to survive.
