Honey in the Horn
First sentence
THERE was a run-down old tollbridge station in the Shoestring Valley of Southern Oregon where Uncle Preston Shiveley had lived for fifty years, outlasting a wife, two sons, several plagues of grasshoppers, wheat-rust and caterpillars, a couple or three invasions of land-hunting settlers and real-estate speculators, and everybody else except the scattering of old pioneers who had cockleburred themselves onto the country at about the same time he did...
Description
H. L. Davis' earthy and humerous look at a young man learning self-reliance in the Oregon wilderness after family complications and problems from a jailhouse delivery push him out on his own among horse traders, jail breakers, fortune hunters, suspected murderers, and wide-eyed innocents. His tale of regional history is the story of our American culture.