  A COWBOY'S PRAYER ( Written for Mother ) SUN AND SADDLE LEATHER When the last free trail is a prim, fenced lane ... "When the last free trail is a prim, fenced lane And our graves grow weeds through forgetful Mays, Richer and statelier then you'll reign, Mother of men whom the world will praise. And your sons will love you and sigh for you, Labor and battle and die for you, But never the fondest will understand The way we have loved you, young, young land." SUN AND SADDLE LEATHERBY BADGER CLARK Illustrations from Photographs by THIRD EDITION BOSTON Copyright, 1915, 1917 and 1919 by Badger Clark All Rights Reserved MADE IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA The Gorham Press, Boston, U. S. A. TO MY FATHER, |
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