Sun and Saddle Leather
SUN AND SADDLE LEATHER
When the last free trail is a prim, fenced lane
And our graves grow weeds through forgetful Mays,
Richer and statelier then you'll reign,
Mother of men whom the world will praise.
And your sons will love you and sigh for you,
Labor and battle and die for you,
But never the fondest will understand
The way we have loved you, young, young land.
Badger Clark
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SUN AND SADDLE LEATHER
PREFACE TO THE THIRD EDITION
CONTENTS
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
SUN AND SADDLE LEATHER
RIDIN'
THE SONG OF THE LEATHER
A BAD HALF HOUR
FROM TOWN
A COWBOY'S PRAYER
THE CHRISTMAS TRAIL
A BORDER AFFAIR
THE BUNK-HOUSE ORCHESTRA
THE OUTLAW
THE LEGEND OF BOASTFUL BILL
THE TIED MAVERICK
A ROUNDUP LULLABY
THE TRAIL O' LOVE
BACHIN'
THE GLORY TRAIL
BACON
THE LOST PARDNER
GOD'S RESERVES
THE MARRIED MAN
THE OLD COW MAN
THE PLAINSMEN
THE WESTERNER
THE WIND IS BLOWIN'
ON BOOT HILL
