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The Axle Is Singing, the Nearest Blacksmith Is Two Hundred Miles Behind You. Now Fix It With a Green Pole and Wet Rawhide.
Published 1 month, 2 weeks ago
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You know the axle is breaking before it breaks, because the wagon starts to sing. It is late May, 1849, on the south side of the Sweetwater, and the whole day has been one long pull through sand that grabs the wheels and will not let go. Then, as you crest a low rise with […]