Powder River: Let 'er Buck

Powder River: Let 'er Buck

Powder River: Let 'er Buck

Powder River: Let 'er Buck

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This story of Powder River is -- in reality -- the story of grass. The search for it. The fight for it. The slow disappearance of it. Grass, that strange green thing which covers the earth and without which man cannot live, and the color of which, the secret of life itself, is still as much of a mystery to man as when he first saw it.

Bluestem, buffalo grass, slough grass, bunch grass; miles and miles of it, up to a horse's withers!

As is always the case, however, in great movements of mankind, the people -- red man; after him, white man -- who followed the grass into the Powder River country were only dimly aware of what they were doing. They went where the country looked good. They would have been astonished had you put their search in such grandiloquent terms.

The Sioux followed the buffalo, the buffalo followed the grass, across the greatest grasslands this country has ever known. The high immense plateaus of what . . .

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