By the levels of Bear Creek that reach like inlets among the promontories of the lonely hills, they came upon the schoolhouse, roofed and ready for the first native Wyoming crop. It symbolized the dawn of a neighborhood, and it brought a change into the wilderness air. The feel of it struck cold upon the free spirits of the cow-punchers and they told each other that, what with women and children and wire fences, this country would not long be a country for men.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
The Virginian and Barbed Wire
By the levels of Bear Creek that reach like inlets among the promontories of the lonely hills, they came upon the schoolhouse, roofed and ready for the first native Wyoming crop. It symbolized the dawn of a neighborhood, and it brought a change into the wilderness air. The feel of it struck cold upon the free spirits of the cow-punchers and they told each other that, what with women and children and wire fences, this country would not long be a country for men.
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Andres Neuman,
barbed wire,
book covers,
Owen Wister,
The Virginian
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