[ WP ] What happend to the cowboy after he rode off into the sunset ?

Jack rode through the dusty landscape off into the setting sun. His belly was full of chicken, dumplings and peach cobbler, Jane's reward for taking care of them Spratlen boys who were encroaching on her ranch. Jane was a widow, and while most men would have preferred gold Jack was fine with a dandy meal such as that. 
 
 Come to think on it, riding off into the sunset seemed like a damn fool thing to do. After all, the warm beds and willing women of the Summer Saloon were waiting for him in town. Just why the hell was Jack trotting his steed towards the disappearing horizon instead? 
 
 Sure, Papa Spratlen'd loved those three boys despite their unsavory reputations. He'd be madder than a hornet to find out some drifter'd gone and put em down like lame horses. 
 
 Folks said crossing those Spratlen's would be suicide, but ever since Jessica died trying and failing to bring that baby into the world the thought did n't even give Jack pause. He'd just marched up to them at Jane's ranch, tore that Winchester'73 out of its scabbard and kept shooting until the damn thing was empty. It'd did n't take any particular courage like the townsfolk were saying. Not the kind of courage one'd expect suicide would require, that's for sure. 
 
 `` The hell with it'' Jack spat out before turning his horse around towards the Spratlen estate. `` What the hell could Papa Spratlen and his gang do to me that God ai n't already done?''
