"The truth is always made up of little particulars which sound ridiculous when repeated." So says Jack Crabb, the 111-year-old narrator of Thomas Berger's 1964 masterpiece of American fiction, Little Big Man. Berger claimed the Western as serious literature with...
I am a white man and never forget it, but I was brought up by the Cheyenne Indians from the age of ten. So starts the story of Jack Crabb who won the name Little Big Man. He dressed in skins, feasted on dog, loved four wives and saw his people butchered but eh horse soldiers...
I am a white man and never forget it, but I was brought up by the Cheyenne Indians from the age of ten. So starts the story of Jack Crabb who won the name Little Big Man. He dressed in skins, feasted on dog, loved four wives and saw his people butchered but eh horse soldiers...
I am a white man and never forget it, but I was brought up by the Cheyenne Indians from the age of ten. So starts the story of Jack Crabb who won the name Little Big Man. He dressed in skins, feasted on dog, loved four wives and saw his people butchered but eh horse soldiers...