From THE SACKETT COMPANION:

https://www.louislamour.com/nonfiction/sackettcomp.htm

Ride the Dark Trail

“Reed Talon knew good land when he saw it and this place had prairie, mountain meadow, timber, and water. Reed Talon was a builder and it was to the timber he looked first because he planned to build not a house but a home. This was to be the place where he took off his boots and hung up his hat, and riding over the land he looked at it with pleasure. This place had everything. Most important, the mountain meadows were bordered by cliffs and protected from invasion, and the open prairie below was useless without water.

Reed did not have a woman but he had one in mind. She lived away back in Tennessee and he had never so much as glimpsed her but he had a working partner who was forever talking about this tall mountain girl who could shoot better than any man he knew, but who could also bake a cake and sew a fine seam. The more his partner talked, the more Reed knew she was the girl for him.

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Reed Talon had brought a black broadcloth suit with him and Em had hand-stitched her own wedding gown, having it laid away and ready. They made a handsome couple, folks said. Even a couple of Higginses said it.

After the ceremony one of them said, “Mr. Talon, you all are a Sackett now, so come daylight when you take out of here you be sure you will be follered and shot.”

Reed Talon just looked him over and said, “Boy, if you foller us you be durned sure you can’t catch up.”