The Rainbow Trail

The spell of the desert comes back to me, as it always will come. I see the veils, like purple smoke, in the canyon, and I feel the silence. And it seems that again I must try to pierce both and to get at the strange wild life of the last American wilderness wild still, almost, as it ever was. While this romance is an independent story, yet readers of “Riders of the Purple Sage” will find in it an answer to a question often asked. The Rainbow Trail I wish to say also this story has appeared serially in a different form in one of the monthly magazines under the title of “The Desert Crucible.” ZANE GREY. June, 1915.