Strange Stories of the Great Valley
IN the very heart of our United States is a vast and wonderful valley. Through the primeval hardwood forests of its hillsides, long ago, ran the naked, rollicking boys of the Stone Age, choosing the best paths as they hurried out to play, each one with his pet wolf puppy. Afterward, in the rich alluvial soil of the bottom-lands, fur-clouted lads of the Mound-Builders laid out good trails whereon every one could drive tandem his team of captured fawns. Later still, Indian striplings found the streams that might best bear, with least portage, the birch-bark canoe in which, with his doeskin blanket aflutter and his trained hawk on prow, many a one has shot the rapids. Then came the white men. They discovered these routes and followed them.
- Paperback | 110 pages
- 152.4 x 228.6 x 6.35mm | 222.26g
- 18 Nov 1917
- Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
- Illustrations, black and white