Zane Grey narrates an experience he had with Charles Jesse Jones, known as Buffalo Jones, who is considered as one of the preservers of the American bison (as cited by the National Archives). Much of Grey's true narrative occurs in the early 1900's while Jones, Grey, and several other men pursue illusive mountain lions in and near the Grand Canyon. It was interesting to hear about their ordeals as they clamber around the rocks and cliffs of the Grand Canyon pursuing these animals. To say the least, Grey's descriptions of his experience are some of the best I have read. As an example, he describes an episode as he views the sunrise near what he called the Singing Cliffs in the Grand Canyon as follows:
"The awfulness of sudden death and the glory of heaven stunned me! The thing that had been mystery at twilight, lay clear, pure, open in the rosy hue of dawn. Out of the gates of the morning poured a light which glorified the palaces and pyramids, purged and purified the afternoon's inscrutable clefts, swept away the shadows of the mesas, and bathed that broad, deep world of mighty mountains, stately spars of rock, sculptured cathedrals and alabaster terraces in an artist's dream of color. A pearl from heaven had burst, flinging its heart of fire into this chasm. A stream of opal flowed out of the sun, to touch each peak, mesa, dome, parapet, temple and tower, cliff and cleft into the new-born life of another day.
I sat there for a long time and knew that every second the scene changed, yet I could not tell how. I knew I sat high over a hole of broken, splintered, barren mountains; I knew I could see a hundred miles of the length of it, and eighteen miles of the width of it, and a mile of the depth of it, and the shafts and rays of rose light on a million glancing, many-hued surfaces at once; but that knowledge was no help to me. I repeated a lot of meaningless superlatives to myself, and I found words inadequate and superfluous. The spectacle was too elusive and too great. It was life and death, heaven and hell."
Notwithstanding Grey's descriptions of the Grand Canyon area in this pre-national park experience when one was free to explore this collage of color at will and in isolation, the most absorbing parts of this book were two experiences Jones recounted as Grey and others of the group sat in the light of the night time campfires. First, he tells of one experience when he captured seven buffalo calves on one ride that is simply astonishing, and secondly, he describes an account of a trek to the north to capture musk ox calves that made me want to share the story with others; it was that incredible.
I must warn that this book is probably not for today's environmentalist, but it was a different day with different attitudes, and after finishing it, I am convinced that if it weren't for men such as Buffalo Jones, we probably wouldn't be enjoying the American Bison today. They would most likely have gone the way of other extinct species that this earth has now lost. I recommend this book, but even if the reader doesn't want to read the whole thing, I highly suggest reading the campfire narratives. They will be some of the most exciting reading you will have experienced in many a day.