This is a reproduction of a book published before 1923. This book may have occasional imperfections such as missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. that were either part of the original artifact, or were introduced by the scanning process. We believe this work is culturally important, and despite the imperfections, have elected to bring it back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. We appreciate your understanding of the imperfections in the preservation process, and hope you enjoy this valuable book. ++++ The below data was compiled from various identification fields in the bibliographic record of this title. This data is provided as an additional tool in helping to ensure edition identification: ++++ Range And Trail: Or, The Bar B's Great Drive Edwin Legrand Sabin T. Y. Crowell, 1910

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This scarce antiquarian book is a selection from Kessinger Publishing's Legacy Reprint Series. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment to protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature. Kessinger Publishing is the place to find hundreds of thousands of rare and hard-to-find books with something of interest for everyone!

This scarce antiquarian book is a selection from Kessinger Publishing's Legacy Reprint Series. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment to protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature. Kessinger Publishing is the place to find hundreds of thousands of rare and hard-to-find books with something of interest for everyone!

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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: IN THE ARENA WHEN a boy retorted with the direct challenge, "An' you da'sn't back it " it was a case, if you did not wish to lose caste, of your either taking the aggressive or effecting some honorable compromise. It was difficult to explain to an outsider, to one not in sympathy with the duello, the deep significance of "da'sn't back it." You felt the term, but you could not elucidate it, save, to some extent, by example; you yourself, with a red spot on your forehead, a scratch on your nose, a torn collar to your waist, a rent in your knickerbockers, and a proud spirit in your bosom, being the example. "Now, I slwuld like to know what you were fighting about," declared your mother, holding you prisoner at her knee while she stitched your collar so as to make you presentable for supper. You squirmed, realizing the task before you. "Well, we were playin', an' Ted he tripped me, an' I said he did it on purpose (an' he did,too), an' he said he didn't an' I said he did, an' he said I was a liar an' da'sn't back it, an' I went to back it, an' he hit me, an' ?" "But what is to 'back it' ?" interrupted your mother. "Why, to back it ? to back it, you know. He said I da'sn't back it, an' I had to or else I'd be a coward, an' he hit me, an' I hit him, an' ?" "But how could you back being a liar? I don't understand." She was a darling mother, yet at times surprisingly dense. "I did back it, though, just the same." That ought to be exposition enough, and you galloped on with your narrative: "An' I hit him, an' he hit me right on the forehead, ? but it didn't hurt, ? an' I ? an' then we got each other down, an' I was gettin' on top, an' then the kids pulled him off, an' a man came by an' wouldn't let us fight any more. Ted's ten, an' I'm only nine." Thus, w...