The land is untamed, wild, holding uncertainty around every corner. But it also holds promise, this land called Texas. He stares at his saddle, knowing he must leave. Then he sees her, his beloved. It has been decided that in the hardscrabble world of 1875 Texas, ranching requires leaving home, searching, rounding up and driving cattle. There are no guarantees. Of anything. He turns back for one last look and the wait begins. With time, word reaches her. Stampede! Cowb

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