'Firebrand' Trevison

'Firebrand' Trevison

The trail from the Diamond K broke around the base of a low hill dotted thickly with scraggly oak and fir, then stretched away, straight and almost level (except for a deep cut where the railroad gang and a steam shovel were eating into a hundred-foot hill) to Manti. A month before, there had been no Manti, and six months before that there had been no railroad. The railroad and the town had followed in the wake of a party of khaki-clad men that had made reasonably fast progress through the country, leaving a trail of wooden stakes and little stone monuments behind. Previously, an agent of the railroad company had bartered through, securing a right-of-way. The fruit of the efforts of these men was a dark gash on a sun-scorched level, and two lines of steel laid as straight as skilled eye and transit could make themand Manti. Manti could not be overlooked, for the town obtruded upon the vision from where Brand Trevison was jogging along the Diamond K trail astride his big black horse, Nigger. Manti dominated the landscape, 2 not because it was big and imposing, but because it was new. Mantis buildings were scatteredthere had been no need for crowding; but from a distancefrom Trevisons distance, for instance, which was a matter of three miles or soManti looked insignificant, toy-like, in comparison with the vast world on whose bosom it sat. Manti seemed futile, ridiculous. But Trevison knew that the coming of the railroad marked an epoch, that the two thin, thread-like lines of steel were the tentacles of the man-made monster that had gripped the Eastbusiness reaching out for newer fieldsand that Manti, futile and ridiculous as it seemed, was an outpost fortified by unlimited resource. Manti had come to stay. ......Buy Now (To Read More)

Product details

Ebook Number: 26951
Author: Seltzer, Charles Alden
Release Date: Oct 18, 2008
Format: eBook
Language: English

Contributors

Illustrator: Ivory, P. V. E., 1883-1960