Excerpt from The Rainbow Chasers: A Story of the Plains Broidered with fiction, constitute no in considerable part of this book. The narrator might add fiarther concerning many of the things herein written, All of whic I saw, and part of which I was; and, with an exception as to the garniture of fiction, he still would be within the strong corral of truth. He not only knows that the Rainbow Chasers existed, he was one of them. The life history of Christine, more t ic even than here recorded, was heard from one fie knew. If Dick Brewster - a story must have its hero! Did not do all the things with which he is credited, what matters it? He would have done them, for that was his way. So of the other people who walk this paper stage. The deep woods of Arkansas stil eels the bite of the booming, whining, hungry saw. As for the plains, they are still there, Wind-harried, miragy, sun-kissed, often sun-blistered and blizzard-swept, just as when the Rainbow Chasers hunted over them so wildly for the pot of gold. You may see them yourself, if you will, between the one hundredth meridian and the foot-hills. The Arkansas, sleepy-eyed in its lullabied bed, still hides away beneath its gray-white coverlet of shifting sands ten months of the year, then be. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This 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.