With her dying breath their mother commended his weak brother to his care. So, as soon as he won success in the west, he sent for Jack. The boy fell under the bad influence of the ranch foreman and a half-breed cowpuncher, but even in his wildness there was something of good, for it was in the Last Chance Saloon that he met Carlotta, the extraordinary woman who owned the place. On the day that Joe became sheriff, Jack resented the foreman's insult to Carlotta. A few hours afterward the foreman was found on a lonely trail, shot through the heart. Joe had to arrest his brother, whose pistol and hat were found on the scene of the crime. Carlotta refused to believe the evidence and, visiting the spot, picked up a trail which led into the desert. Presently she came upon an exhausted man, the half-breed, who, after being discharged by the foreman, had killed him in a drunken fit and fled. To obtain Jack's pistol he had given in exchange his fine Mexican sombrero, which Carlotta had desired for a curio, and had taken Jack's hat for good measure. Carlotta, returning with him, arrived in time to prevent the infuriated cowboys from lynching the man she loved.