The Magnificent Six Ride Again

It looked as if Easter might be a complete washout this year, since Eric had to spend the holiday with his Uncle Hank instead of with his secret friends. But then Jo suggested that they might all spend Easter with Eric's Uncle Hank. Before they knew it the children were up to their necks in a new adventure with bandits, Indians, dynamite, some black people, a rattlesnake and miles and miles of genuine grit.
Hoorah!

'They hang out in Lurch Creek. That's a town about twenty miles to the west of here.'
'And how will we recognise them when we're there?' Jo asked, sensibly.
'One of them has a green eyepatch,' the old man explained. 'We call him One Eyed Jack.'
'Gosh!' Eric exclaimed. 'Has he only got one eye, then?'
'We don't rightly know,' the man said. 'But in living memory, no-one's ever seen his right eye. So it seems a fair assumption.'
'Yes well, let's not jump to conclusions,' Jack said. 'Perhaps that eye is just sensitive to sunlight.'
Welcome to the world of The Splendid Six.