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H. Beam Piper's 'He Walked Around the Horses' is a captivating novella that blends elements of science fiction and alternate history. The story follows a British diplomat who mysteriously finds himself transported from London in 1848 to an unfamiliar parallel world. Piper's literary style expertly weaves together intricate details of historical events with a futuristic twist, creating a thought-provoking narrative that challenges the reader's perception of reality. The novella is a prime example of Piper's ability to merge different genres seamlessly and create a compelling story that lingers in the reader's mind. The alternate history setting and clever plot twists make 'He Walked Around the Horses' a must-read for fans of science fiction and historical fiction alike.
H. Beam Piper's classic science fiction short story. As stated in the story: "This tale is based on an authenticated, documented fact. A man vanished-right out of this world. And where he went..."
A smart, funny memoir exploring the evolution of a man and his relationship with his daughters as they grow up in the grips of the equestrian life. When Chad Oldfather found himself the parent of a toddler who, out of nowhere, became obsessed with horses, he had no idea what awaited. With his younger daughters similarly afflicted, Oldfather was soon enmeshed in the consuming subculture of barns, riding, and horse shows, learning not just about the animals that so inexplicably drew his girls, but also about the people and personalities that populated the spaces around them. A book for parents, whatever their children's interests, and for equestrians, who know what it's like “on the inside” (but maybe not what it's like on the outside, looking in), A Man Walks into a Barn is a wise, witty, and, at times, critical look at both the light and dark sides of youth sports, and equestrianism in particular. Readers find themselves rooting for Oldfather as he struggles to be the best dad he can, supporting a child's dreams in the face of long odds and extraordinary expenses. He writes about his parenting choices and the strange world he finds himself in with humor and honesty, critically examining riding's high cost and the inaccessibility and inequality that results. Aware of the flaws and dangers of youth athletics, as well as the benefits, he strives to protect his girls while supporting their ambitions the best ways he knows how. Filled with the joys, heartbreaks, and life lessons that come from training, competition, and time in the company of horses, this is mostly a book about family, and the strong bonds that can form when parent and child join hands and pursue a passion together.
Joe takes his family and moves to St. Louis to acquire an education for his son. Joe encounters trials and tribulations of starting and running a business. White Feather followed what he thought was the young trapper back to the mountain cabin, but found to his amazement the other trapper was not a man at all but a young beautiful girl. Even though The Mountain is fiction, it depicts powerful drama, love, humor, suspense, justice, and understanding of people trying to survive in two worlds.
These myths and tales are the free translations of texts recorded in the dialect of the White Mountain Apache. The texts themselves with word for word translations follow as Part IV of the volume. They were recorded, with one exception, during the winter of 1910 as a part of the studies made in the Southwest under the yearly grant of Mr. Archer M. Huntington. The creation myth, secured from Noze, differs in important incidents from the versions given above from the San Carlos as well as from versions secured from other White Mountain Apache. It should not be assumed that these differences are tribal, it is more probable that they are individual, since forms from the San Carlos and Navajo are closely similar to each other. The greater number of the remaining narratives were secured from the father of Frank Crockett, the interpreter employed. Several of these are ceremonial and religious in their character and probably would not have been given except for the son's influence. Two of these were later secured from San Carlos informants in more extended form but highly corroborative in their general agreement. The main purpose in recording these narratives was to secure sufficient and varied connected texts in the dialect of the White Mountain Apache. As a collection of mythology and folklore it is probably far from complete. It is assumed, however, to be fairly representative.
Raid on Innocence In the years before the Civil War began, the small town of Salinas, Indiana was starting a period of growth that could turn this farming community into a small city. The driving force behind the growth was the combined effort of two hard-working farmers with a vision to make Salinas one of the major cities in southern Indiana. William Consley raised and trained quality saddle, team, and workhorses for most of the farmers and businessmen in the northern half of the county. He always had 30 to 40 horses on his 300-acre farm but could sometimes have as many as 10 additional that were being trained. Andrew Davis had an expanding cattle business that reached out to support other businesses in the community. His 1000 acres could support over 500 head of cattle that he sent to the slaughterhouse in town, and then sent the hides to the tan yard to be made into leather. The ice harvesting he did in the winter allowed his beef to be shipped back east to market. All of his businesses provided employment for a large portion of the citizens of the community and encouraged an influx of more settlers to the town. There weren't any citizens who had a stake in the slavery issue even though most of them still had strong ties to relatives in the south. When war does break out, only a few young men volunteer to go in the Army, either North or South. The community makes every attempt to avoid the war until the war came to them. What happens that day will surprise and shock you and will explain what becomes of the town afterwards.
This case is leaving Longarm with a sour taste… U.S. Deputy Marshal Custis Long has been assigned to some strange cases in his time, but none stranger than the milk train holdups occurring outside the small town of Trinidad, Colorado. Instead of harming passengers and looting their belongings, the bandits only seem interested in keeping the train off its schedule so the milk delivery arrives late. Longarm can’t fathom what these pranksters are up to. But his investigation must be making someone nervous—nervous enough to use dynamite to try and kill him. And until Longarm can defuse the situation, the outlaws are going to keep spoiling things for the fine folks at Trinidad…
Spring was everywhere. The long, dreary, snowy days were fading, and the thawing weather had begun. No longer did the horses have to dig under the snow for grazing. At the edge of small wooded area where the wild horses often took shelter, the heavy branches of the trees, loaded with snow and ice, dripped a steady flow of water. This water would provide moisture for the new growing grass and provide the lush fields for the herd. It had been a long winter, and the horses greeted the kinder weather with anticipation. It seemed as if it was a wonderful dream as time flew by. There were several more days of classes and then a planned schooling show for halter and trail ride event. The other farms they had visited were going to join the Rolling Hills Farm for a picnic and event day. Got Carrots was going to perform in her first halter class. There were quiet murmurs among the group, because no one wanted to surprise or frighten the wild horses. Mike whispered, Its them. Look! Its the wild horses. They all watched in surprised amazement as the herd quietly lined the lake and began to drink. The group watched as the horses slowly drank from the lake. The drinking went on for some time, and just as suddenly as the horses appeared, they departed. It was an unhurried, slow motion as the wild horses vanished into the fading light just as suddenly as they appeared.