I had heard the old Indian legend about the red fern. How a little Indian boy and girl were lost in a blizzard and had frozen to death. In the spring, when they were found, a beautiful red fern had… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
After the last shovel of dirt was patted in place, I sat down and let my mind drift back through the years. I thought… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
“I suppose there's a time in practically every young boy's life when he's affected by that wonderful disease of puppy love. I don't mean the kind a boy has for the pretty little girl that lives down the road. I mean the real kind, the kind that has four small feet and a wiggly tail, and sharp little teeth that… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share
“It's hard for a man to stand and watch an old hound fight against such odds, especially if that man has memories in his… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
“I have never been back to the Ozarks. All I have left are my dreams and memories, but if God is willing, some day I’d like to go back—back to those beautiful hills. I’d like to walk again on trails I walked in my boyhood days. Once again I’d like to face a mountain breeze and smell the wonderful scent… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share
Old Dan must have known he was dying. Just before he drew his last breath, he opened his eyes and looked at me. Then… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
“looked over to where I had dropped my net. There it was right where I had dropped it; wide open and not a monkey… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
It's strange indeed how memories can lie dormant in a man's mind for so many years. Yet those memories can be awakened and brought… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
Daisy smiled and said, "Jay Berry, you won't die. You may think you will, but you won't. In a day or two, you'll be as good as new, I hope." "You're just saying that because you heard Papa say it," I said. "No, I'm not!" Daisy said. "I'm saying it because I'm a nurse, and nurses are supposed to cheer… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share
“I wanted so much to step over and pick them up. Several times I tried to move my feet, but they seemed to be nailed to the floor. I knew the pups were mine, all mine, yet I couldn't move. My heart started aching like a drunk grasshopper. I tried to swallow and couldn't. My Adam's apple wouldn't work. One… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share
“We’re going to build a big pen out of that chicken wire,” he said. “It’ll have a top on it and a door with a snap latch. We’ll put those coconuts right in the center of the pen and leave the door open. Then we’ll tie the binder twine to the door and run it back through the pen and… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share
I buried Little Ann by the side of Old Dan. I knew that was where she wanted to be. I also buried a part… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
“Men," said Mr. Kyle, "people have been trying to understand dogs ever since the beginning of time. One never knows what they'll do. You can read every day where a dog saved the life of a drowning child, or lay down his life for his master. Some people call this loyalty. I don't. I may be wrong, but I call… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share
