In "The Shirt Off His Back," Barbara Hambly takes Benjamin January out of antebellum New Orleans, & drops him into an environment we don't often think about - the real "old West." I think this is Hambly's best book since the first of this series ("A Free Man of Color"). Set in what is now Wyoming, at a fur-trading rendezvous along the Green River near Horse Creek, in the heart of Indian territory, the story is a richly beautiful recreation of the time, place & people of the American West in the late 1830s. Hambly brings to vivid life a huge cast of characters: rough-and-ready fur trappers who live most of the year in the wilderness, converging once a year at the "rendezvous" to sell their furs, drink, gamble, womanize, fight, & gossip (in no particular order); sophisticated Eastern businessmen & clerks from the Hudson's Bay & American Fur Companies; frontiersmen like Jim Bridger & Kit Carson; Mexican traders & the women who travel with them, selling a variety of goods & entertainments; & the Blackfeet, Omaha & other native peoples, some hostile to the fur traders, some not, but all coming to realize that their lands & lives are already at risk from the invasion of white men (including Ben, whom the Indians think of as a "black white man") who bring liquor & guns, & who even then were decimating the animals that had sustained the Indians' existence. The landscape is beautifully drawn - a dry creek flooded by a sudden storm, hills covered in lodgepole pines, cottonwood thickets, trails that lead through dry washes & gullies along the foothills of the Gros Ventre Mountains, the open plains already rutted from the wagon wheels of American settlers moving further & further west. As always, Hambly's plot is a well-written mystery. She plays fair, providing reasonable clues to the identity of the murderer. Each chapter has a cliffhanger ending, and the eventual resolution is satisfying. She doesn't sugarcoat the harshness, cruelty & injustice of the era she writes about, but she honestly depicts its beauty as well, & makes us feel its loss.