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Jubal Sackett: The Sacketts: A Novel [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  L'Amour, Louis
  • Author:  L'Amour, Louis
  • ISBN-10:  0553277391
  • ISBN-10:  0553277391
  • ISBN-13:  9780553277395
  • ISBN-13:  9780553277395
  • Publisher:  Bantam
  • Publisher:  Bantam
  • Pages:  368
  • Pages:  368
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-May-1986
  • Pub Date:  01-May-1986
  • SKU:  0553277391-11-SPLV
  • SKU:  0553277391-11-SPLV
  • Item ID: 100084270
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InJubal Sackett, the second generation of Louis L’Amour’s great American family pursues a destiny in the wilderness of a sprawling new land.

Jubal Sackett’s urge to explore drove him westward, and when a Natchez priest asks him to undertake a nearly impossible quest, Sackett ventures into the endless grassy plains the Indians call the Far Seeing Lands. He seeks a Natchez exploration party and its leader, Itchakomi. It is she who will rule her people when their aging chief dies, but first she must vanquish her rival, the arrogant warrior Kapata. Sackett’s quest will bring him danger from an implacable enemy . . . and show him a life—and a woman—worth dying for.Bantam Books proudly publishes the newest Louis L'Amour hardcover:

May There Be a Road

Available soon!Our foremost storyteller of the American West,Louis L’Amourhas thrilled a nation by chronicling the adventures of the brave men and woman who settled the frontier. There are more than three hundred million copies of his books in print around the world.1
 
A cold wind blew off Hanging Dog Mountain and I had no fire, nor dared I strike so much as a spark that might betray my hiding place. Somewhere near, an enemy lurked, waiting.
Yesterday morning, watching my back trail, I saw a deer startle, cross a meadow in great bounds, and disappear into the forest. Later, shortly after high sun, two birds flew up suddenly. Something was following me.
 
Warm in my blanket, I huddled below a low earthen bank, concealed by brush and a fallen tree. The wind swept by above me, worrying my mind because its sound might cover the approach of an enemy creeping closer. There he could lie waiting to kill me when I arose from my hiding place.
 
I, Jubal Sackett, was but a day’s journey from our home on Shooting Creek in the foothills of the Nantahalas, close upon Chunky Gal Mountain.
 
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