Books with title Covered Wagon

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Loves and hates, bravery and cowardice, the first pioneers carried with them in the early days of the opening of the great west. In this vigorous novel Emerson Hough has written a remarkable story of the men and women who, in their "covered wagons," dared the perils and adventures of the Oregon trail. Those days live again in his pages, with the love of Molly Wingate and Will Banion lending a delightful atmosphere of romance.

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - "Look at 'em come, Jesse! More and more! Must be forty or fifty families." Molly Wingate, middle-aged, portly, dark browed and strong, stood at the door of the rude tent which for the time made her home. She was pointing down the road which lay like an ecru ribbon thrown down across the prairie grass, bordered beyond by the timber-grown bluffs of the Missouri. Jesse Wingate allowed his team of harness-marked horses to continue their eager drinking at the watering hole of the little stream near which the camp was pitched until, their thirst quenched, they began burying their muzzles and blowing into the water in sensuous enjoyment. He stood, a strong and tall man of perhaps forty-five years, of keen blue eye and short, close-matted, tawny beard. His garb was the loose dress of the outlying settler of the Western lands three-quarters of a century ago. A farmer he must have been back home.

First edition thus with scenes from the Paramount Picture starring J. Warren Kerrigan and Lois Wilson. Map endpapers. A Near Fine copy in a Very Good dust jacket. The rust colored cloth covers are bright and clean with small rubs to the spine tips and corners. The wrap-around dust jacket has chips and creases to the head and heel of its spine and chips to the corners. The front panel has a 1" chip at its upper edge. Rubbing to the folds.

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Loves and hates, bravery and cowardice, the first pioneers carried with them in the early days of the opening of the great west. In this vigorous novel Emerson Hough has written a remarkable story of the men and women who, in their "covered wagons," dared the perils and adventures of the Oregon trail. Those days live again in his pages, with the love of Molly Wingate and Will Banion lending a delightful atmosphere of romance.

"Look at 'em come, Jesse! More and more! Must be forty or fifty families." Molly Wingate, middle-aged, portly, dark browed and strong, stood at the door of the rude tent which for the time made her home. She was pointing down the road which lay like an écru ribbon thrown down across the prairie grass, bordered beyond by the timber-grown bluffs of the Missouri. Jesse Wingate allowed his team of harness-marked horses to continue their eager drinking at the watering hole of the little stream near which the camp was pitched until, their thirst quenched, they began burying their muzzles and blowing into the water in sensuous enjoyment. He stood, a strong and tall man of perhaps forty-five years, of keen blue eye and short, close-matted, tawny beard. His garb was the loose dress of the outlying settler of the Western lands three-quarters of a century ago. A farmer he must have been back home. Could this encampment, on the very front of the American civilization, now be called a home? Beyond the prairie road could be seen a double furrow of jet-black glistening sod, framing the green grass and its spangling flowers, first browsing of the plow on virgin soil. It might have been the opening of a farm. But if so, why the crude bivouac? Why the gear of travelers? Why the massed arklike wagons, the scores of morning fires lifting lazy blue wreaths of smoke against the morning mists?