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Carry Me Back
The VirginianA Horseman of the PlainsOwen Wister Once again he looked out at the departing missionary. “Well,” he vindictively stated, “I cert’nly ain’t goin’ to run afteh him.” And he looked at me again. “Do you suppose the Judge knows?” I inquired. He shook his head. “The windo’ shades is all down still oveh yondeh.” Continue reading
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Alone by the Ashes
We’re almost at this blog’s 200th post The Call of the CanyonZane Grey It was, perhaps, just as well to have her mind reverted to realistic fact. Thepresence of Haze Ruff, the astounding truth of the contact with hishuge sheep-defiled hands, had been profanation and degradationunder which she sickened with fear and shame. Yet hovering Continue reading
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Bloodied Hopes
As a rule, Man is a foolWhen it’s hot, he wants it coolWhen it’s cool, he wants it hotAlways wanting what is not–Benjamin Disraeli The Seventh ManMax Brand “I got to warn them—but who’ll I help? Them three against Dan? He saved me—twice! But—I got. I got to go.” “If you fight for him first Continue reading
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Know I was a Stranger
Happy Solstice. It’s only been 85° today yet it feels like we’re melting. Heritage of the DesertZane Grey The Bishop and his sons tried to persuade Hare next morning to leave the village without seeing Holderness, urging the futility of such a meeting. “I will see him,” said Hare. He spent the morning at the Continue reading
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View of the 62
Desert GoldZane Grey “We shore will,” put in Ladd. So with parting jests and smiles they left the couple to themselves. Belding enjoyed a laugh at his good wife’s expense, for Thorne could not be kept in bed, and all in a day, it seemed, he grew so well and so hungry that his friends Continue reading
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Western Blue
Either we have stormy rain squalls or 80+ degree weather. It needs to make its mind up. The Rainbow TrailZane Grey There were duty here and pity and unselfish love, but these alone did not actuate Shefford. Mystically fate seemed again to come like a gleam and bid him follow. When Shefford and Nas Ta Continue reading
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With a Whirlwind by Her Side
This week’s My Discovery Mix, to support my decision to quit sharing them weekly, included particular tracks from some of my favorite artists which, when listened together in a block, almost put me to sleep (Individually these are all great songs.) It also, for the first time ever, included a 20-second bonus disc blip of Continue reading
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Rides Alone
Another week starting as we approach Summer The Last of The PlainsmenZane Grey “Thirty shots in less than thirty seconds,” said Jones, “An’ I’ll bet every ball I sent touched hair. How many reindeer?” “Twenty! twenty! Buff, or I’ve forgot how to count. I guess mebbe you can’t handle them shootin’ arms. Ho! here comes Continue reading
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Keep Smiling Until Then
Tales of Lonely TrailsZane Grey Doyle told us that any object left under the ceaseless drip, drip of the lime water would soon become encrusted, and heavy as stone. The upper opening of the arch was much higher and smaller than the lower. Any noise gave forth strange and sepulchral echoes. Romer certainly made the Continue reading
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Just Glad My Boots Are On
Light of The Western StarsZane Grey The cowboys were on dress-parade, looking very different in Madeline’s eyes, at least, from the way cowboys usually appeared. But they were real and natural to her guests; and they were so picturesque that they might have been stage cowboys instead of real ones. Sombreros with silver buckles and Continue reading
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