A Tale of the Unfenced Border
by William MacLeod Raine
To My Brother
EDGAR C. RAINE
MY DEAR WANDERER:
I write your name on this page that you may know we hold you not
less in our thoughts because you have heard and answered again
the call of the frozen North, have for the time disappeared,
swallowed in some of its untrodden wilds. As in those old days of
59 Below On Bonanza, the long Winter night will be of
interminable length. Armed with this note of introduction then,
Bucky O'Connor offers himself, with the best bow of one
Adventurer to another, as a companion to while away some few of
those lonely hours.
March, 1910, Denver.