Old Jake Hanlon is a washed-up anachronism; labelled a ""public nuisance"" he's spending the last days of a very long life...

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Old Jake Hanlon is a washed-up anachronism; labelled a ""public nuisance"" he's spending the last days of a very long life at the abandoned headquarters of the Triple X ranch where he dreams...and remembers...How it was when he was Young Jake Hanlon running every cowboy's dream of a horse, the White Mustang, Ghost Horse of the Plains...how they captured it...how it died. How he was still Young Jake doin' a mite too much braggin' 'bout how his scrawny little southwestern broomtail would hold up in the 530 mile race from Deadwood to Omaha. HOW he was plain, hard-working hard-playing Jake Hanlon when he and his scruffy, game little mustang ""Last Dollar"" set out after the horse thieves and why he spent his last dollar to have her buried standing up as a tribute afterwards. Then, finally there was old Jake Hanlon, old fool they called him, in and out of Jail for harassing the men who were sweeping the last of the wild ponies off the plains with their airplanes and machinery and packing their carcasses off to the dogfood factories. Unabashedly sentimental, this has some stunning scenes and a rhythm as smooth as a slow canter. And Old Jake, symbol of the best of the old West, leaves some indestructible memories.

Pub Date: Sept. 20, 1967

ISBN: N/A

Page Count: -

Publisher: Houghton Mifflin

Review Posted Online: N/A

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 1, 1967

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