Eugene Manlove Rhodes,
Good Men and True; and, Hit the Line Hard…
(1920)
“ Jeff Bransford's cheek to a rosy-brown, contrasting sharply with the whiteness of the upper part of his forehead, when exposed—as now—by the pushing up of his sombrero. These same suns and winds had drawn at the corners of his eyes a network of fine lines: but the brown eyes were undimmed, and his face had a light, sure look of unquenchable boyishness; sure mark of the unattached, and therefore care free and irresponsible man, who, as the saying goes, "is at home wherever his hat is hung." ”
