Here again, for devotees of Jim Dawson and his tall tales, is a col­lection of the wrangler’s whoppers at their best. In stories that will stand any dude’s hair on end, Jim tells how he got rid of an unsatisfactory cook (far be it from Dawson to do anything as simple as firing him),... why his horse is called “Hornet,”... how he was arrested for kid­napping, and many, many more hilarious adventures. Told in the vernacular of the hard-riding cowhand, these tales are bound to be favorites with Westerners and dudes alike Jim, his, guitar, and his ever-present home­ made cigarette make a picture long to be remembered and cherished. For, in addition to his dry humor, Jim Dawson displays a shrewd awareness of human nature, which is frequently startling in its clarity. How he handles New England schoolmarms and government scien- tists with equal dexterity, and the dudes who visit the Lazy R always leave a bit wiser than when they arrive. Dawson’s incredible tales are interspersed with his obvious love ‘ of nature. The descriptive passages of the rare beauty to be found on the Western desert make a city-dweller long for the peace and unspoiled natural wonders to be found there. Youngsters, their parents, and their grandparents will find sheer joy in perusing the pages of JIM DAWSON RETURNS, for it is about a man who epitomizes all that was exciting and good and lasting about our great land and the people of the West. Lassoing a steer, branding a cow, or going out on the trail are adventures that we cannot all share in physically. We can, however, in this book, relive all the excitement of the West and relearn the virtues that played so great a part in the making of our national character.