Author: Amy Bell Marlowe

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Published: 2015-07-10

Total Pages: 330

ISBN-13: 9781331106227

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Excerpt from Frances of the Ranges: Or the Old Ranchman's Treasure The report of a bird gun made the single rider in sight upon the short-grassed plain pull in her pinto and gaze westerly toward the setting sun, now going down in a field of golden glory. The pinto stood like a statue, and its rider seemed a part of the steed, so well did she sit in her saddle. She gazed steadily under her hand - gazed and listened. Finally, she murmured: "That's the snarl of a lion - sure. Get up, Molly!" The pinto sprang forward. There was a deep coulie ahead, with a low range of grass-covered hills beyond. Through those hills the lions often came down onto the grazing plains. It was behind these hills that the sun was going down, for the hour was early. As she rode, the girl loosened the gun she carried in the holster slung at her hip. On her saddle horn was coiled a hair rope. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Download or read book Frances of the Ranges written by Amy Bell Marlowe and published by . This book was released on 2015-07-10 with total page 330 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Excerpt from Frances of the Ranges: Or the Old Ranchman's Treasure The report of a bird gun made the single rider in sight upon the short-grassed plain pull in her pinto and gaze westerly toward the setting sun, now going down in a field of golden glory. The pinto stood like a statue, and its rider seemed a part of the steed, so well did she sit in her saddle. She gazed steadily under her hand - gazed and listened. Finally, she murmured: "That's the snarl of a lion - sure. Get up, Molly!" The pinto sprang forward. There was a deep coulie ahead, with a low range of grass-covered hills beyond. Through those hills the lions often came down onto the grazing plains. It was behind these hills that the sun was going down, for the hour was early. As she rode, the girl loosened the gun she carried in the holster slung at her hip. On her saddle horn was coiled a hair rope. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.