Description
As the blood red sun began to sink, a silhouette broke the painted scene. It approached the Apache Reservation roaring like the Father Wind on a winter day. The beast seemed to shout its name above its own voice; across its shiny hood "Lincoln" defied any opponent.
Recommended Citation
Wyatt, Noel
(1974)
"Indian Summer,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 42
:
Iss.
1
, Article 15.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol42/iss1/15
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