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Slabs of the Sunburnt West (Classic Reprint)

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  • Languages:English (Unknown), English (Original Language), English (Published)
  • Media:Paperback
  • Pages:98
  • Shipping Weight (lbs):0.4
  • Dimensions (in):9 x 6 x 0.2
  • Publication Date:August 13, 2012
  • ASIN:B0094XVS5U

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The lean hands of wagon men put out pointing fingers here, picked this crossway, put it on a map, set up their sawbucks, fixed their shotguns, found a hitching place for the pony express, made a hitching place for the iron horse, the one-eyed horse with the fire-spit head, found a homelike spot and said, Make a home, saw this corner with a mesh of rails, shuttling people, shunting cars, shaping the junk of the earth to a new city. The hands of men took hold and tugged And the breaths of men went into the junk And the junk stood up into skyscrapers and asked: Who am I? Am I a city? And if I am what is my name? And once while the time whistles blew and blew again The men answered: Long ago we gave you a name. Long ago we laughed and said: You? Your name is Chicago. Early the red men gave a name to a river, the place of the skunk, the river of the wild onion smell, Shee-caw-go.
(Typographical errors above are due to OCR software and don't occur in the book.)

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