Reverend Corn

"Are you the Reverend? The one with the guns?"

Saul looked up from his game of Solitaire. He saw before him some finely dressed out of town dandy.

"Yeah," Saul said. "If you got souls to send to the great here after I'm all ears. If not, you best scoot."

The man adjusted his coat tails. "Reverend Corn, Sir," he said. "I represent Jenkins Beef Company. We need you to 'evict' some squatters so we can get our cattle to the train."

Saul liked the way the dandy said "evict". Time to send the new neighbors to meet their maker.