Trail's End (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Trail's EndWe met four burros in the streets of Santa Fe one steel blue morning, When snow on the mountains crept lower down trails they were treading.Two were gray, and two were brown to match the merchandise they marched with, Naked cedar split and frost rimed piled on gnarled brown pinyon wood, Bound round furry backs and ¿anks in huge wooden horseshoes.And the gray and brown small brothers of St. Francis plodded soberly, Turning corners of the long and crooked trail their fathers tracked from Burgos and Assisi, Trampling planks of tossing ships and foam swept beaches brown as e co, Treading where the padres tramped, on trails as brown as tattered robes that fluttered round them.They went stacked with stuff for fire that ¿amed far northward in strong sunlight.The padres' skin burned brown through torrid summers, their burros' hair grew long and thicker through bleak winters.And the flame that fired its human torches in Toledo, and leapt across the sea, harrassed them still and swept them with it.'About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.