6.37 USD

It was a wet, bad year on the Old Western Trail. From Red River north
and all along was herd after herd water bound by high water in the
rivers. Our outfit lay over nearly a week on the South Canadian, but
we were not alone, for there were five other herds waiting for the
river to go down. This river had tumbled over her banks for several
days, and the drift wood that was coming down would have made it
dangerous swimming for cattle.

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Keywords: cattle;western;camping
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