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THE LAST TO SEE THEM ALIVE
The village of Holcomb stands on the high wheat plains of western Kansas, a lonesome area that other Kansans call "out there". Some seventy miles east of the Colorado border, the countryside, with its hard blue skies and desert-clear air, has an atmosphere that is rather more Far West than Middle West. The local accent is barbed with a prairie twang, a ranch-hand nasalness, and the men, many of them, wear narrow frontier trousers, Stetsons, and high-heeled boots with pointed toes. The land is flat, and the views are awesomely extensive; horses, herds of cattle, a white cluster of grain elevators rising as gracefully as Greek temples are visible long before a traveler reaches them.
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Originally published: New York, Random House, 1966, © 1965.
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