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These wilderness spirits were the forerunners of a great, movement, and as
such were big, strong, stern, sufficient unto themselves. Life there was made
possible by horses. The distant future, that looked bright to far-seeing men,
must be and could only be fulfilled through the endurance and faithfulness of
horses. And then, from these men, horses received the meed due them, and the
love they were truly worth. The Navajo was a nomad horseman, an Arab of the
Painted Desert, and the Ute Indian was close to him. It was they who developed
the white riders of the uplands as well as the wild-horse wrangler or hunter.
Brackton's ramshackle establishment stood down at the end of the village
street. There was not a sawed board in all that structure, and some of the
pine logs showed how they had been dropped from the bluff. Brackton, a little
old gray man, with scant beard, and eyes like those of a bird, came briskly
out to meet an incoming freighter. The wagon was minus a hind wheel, but the
teamster had come in on three wheels and a pole.


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