Story of two young boys in 1910 who rode horseback across the USA from OK to NYC alone. They bought a car to make the return trip.

The cross-country and return journey in 1910, of two resourceful boys, ages ten and six, traveling by horseback and by "new fangled" automobile.

The amazing true story of the Abernathy Boys. In 1909 they rode alone from their father's ranch in Oklahoma Territory to Santa Fe and back. They were aged 8 and 5. In 1910 they rode from Oklahoma to New York to meet their father's friend, Teddy Roosevelt, and rode down Fifth Avenue with the ex-President while millions cheered them on. In 1911 they rode from New York to San Francisco in the remarkable time of 62 days. This beautifully well-written and immensely exciting book was written by one of the Abernathy family members.

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1911 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER FIVE IN SIGHT OF THE CAP ROCK WE MUST get up with the chickens," said Louie, as he and Temple rolled into bed the night before they were to leave the ranch. It was now midsummer and the weather was extremely warm, and the boys had learned by experience that it was necessary to make good use of the cool hours of the early morning and the late evening, for the horses travelled much faster and it was less tiresome to themselves. So, according to promise, Temple joined Louie as the latter jumped out of bed, and soon they were busy making ready for the last lap of the westward journey. Breakfast finished, they kissed the "folks" good-by, swung into their saddles, and went galloping away as merrily as though they were going out for a morning ride. "We will get to Olustee about noon," said Louie, as they jogged along, "and I expect we had better lay up there and rig up." Owing to the intense heat the boys did not reach Olustee until two o'clock in the afternoon, and both boys and horses were hungry and tired. The youngsters spent the afternoon in "shopping," as the ladies call it, and "tradin"' as designated by the boys. They purchased saddle blankets, lariat ropes, and halters, and had their saddles overhauled and made ready for an early start on Tuesday morning. "Sam seems a little bit lame," observed Louie, as he led Sam out of the stable the next morning. "Maybe he's got rheumatism," suggested Temple, who is always ready to render his professional opinion without any fee in advance. "Pshaw! horses don't have rheumatism," replied Louie. "Well, you're no horse doctor," retorted Temple. "Better take him around to the doctor and find out what ails him." The counsel of the younger brother prevailed, and after a slight adjustment of the...