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Lonesome Dove A Novel [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  McMurtry, Larry
  • Author:  McMurtry, Larry
  • ISBN-10:  1439195269
  • ISBN-10:  1439195269
  • ISBN-13:  9781439195260
  • ISBN-13:  9781439195260
  • Publisher:  Simon & Schuster
  • Publisher:  Simon & Schuster
  • Pages:  864
  • Pages:  864
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2010
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2010
  • SKU:  1439195269-11-MING
  • SKU:  1439195269-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100088926
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Nominated as one of America’s best-loved novels by PBS’sThe Great American Read.

A love story, an adventure, and an epic of the frontier, Larry McMurtry’s Pulitzer Prize— winning classic,Lonesome Dove,the third book in the Lonesome Dove tetralogy, is the grandest novel ever written about the last defiant wilderness of America.

Journey to the dusty little Texas town of Lonesome Dove and meet an unforgettable assortment of heroes and outlaws, whores and ladies, Indians and settlers. Richly authentic, beautifully written, always dramatic,Lonesome Doveis a book to make us laugh, weep, dream, and remember.1.

WHENAUGUSTUS CAME OUT on the porch the blue pigs were eating a rat-tlesnake—not a very big one. It had probably just been crawling around looking for shade when it ran into the pigs. They were having a fine tug-of-war with it, and its rattling days were over. The sow had it by the neck, and the shoat had the tail.

“You pigs git,” Augustus said, kicking the shoat. “Head on down to the creek if you want to eat that snake.” It was the porch he begrudged them, not the snake. Pigs on the porch just made things hotter, and things were already hot enough. He stepped down into the dusty yard and walked around to the springhouse to get his jug. The sun was still high, sulled in the sky like a mule, but Augustus had a keen eye for sun, and to his eye the long light from the west had taken on an encouraging slant.

Evening took a long time getting to Lonesome Dove, but when it came it was a comfort. For most of the hours of the day—and most of the months of the year—the sun had the town trapped deep in dust, far out in the chaparral flats, a heaven for snakes and horned toads, roadrunners and stinging lizards, but a hell for pigs and Tennesseans. There was not even a respectable shade tree within twenty or thirty miles; in fact, the actual£È
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