Brighty of the Grand Canyon

Brighty of the Grand Canyon

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by Marguerite Henry, John McDonough
     
 

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Long ago, a lone little burro roamed the high cliffs of the Grand Canyon and touched the hearts of all
who knew him: a grizzled old miner, a big-game hunter, even President Teddy Roosevelt. Named Brighty by the
prospector who befriended him, he remained a free spirit at heart. But when a ruthless claim-jumper
murdered the prospector, loyal Brighty risked…  See more details below

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Long ago, a lone little burro roamed the high cliffs of the Grand Canyon and touched the hearts of all
who knew him: a grizzled old miner, a big-game hunter, even President Teddy Roosevelt. Named Brighty by the
prospector who befriended him, he remained a free spirit at heart. But when a ruthless claim-jumper
murdered the prospector, loyal Brighty risked everything to bring the killer to justice.


Brighty's adventures have delighted generations of readers, and he has become the symbol of a joyous way of life.
Some people say that you can even see his spirit roving the canyon on moonlit nights-forever wild, forever free.

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Philadelphia Inquirer "An exciting tale... fun to read aloud."

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780788740275
Publisher:
Recorded Books, LLC
Publication date:
01/16/2002
Edition description:
Unabridged
Age Range:
8 - 11 Years

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Brighty of the Grand Canyon


  • A SHAGGY young burro lay asleep in the gray dust of the canyon trail. Except for the slow heaving of his sides and an occasional flick of an ear, he seemed part of the dust and the ageless limestone that rose in great towering battlements behind him.

    The sun had been shining fiercely on his belly and now began climbing up over his sides, then slowly up the canyon wall. But for a long time the rocks held their heat and the solitary figure dozed on.

    A ground squirrel peered out from a chink in the wall, watching a moment with friendly eyes, then dived back where it came from. A cottontail rabbit played hop, skip, and jump around him. But nothing disturbed the little gray lump, not even a nuthatch hammering away at a juniper tree.

    It was the wind, an uprising current of wind from the depths of the canyon, that finally aroused him. It whirled up his nose and down his ears, tickling him awake.

    With a grunting sigh he began rolling, and with each turn just missed falling off his ledge into Bright Angel Creek, hundreds of feet below. Now he sat up on his haunches, squirming his back against the rough, warm limestone. He gave a luxurious yawn and gazed at the opposite wall as if in search of some creature like himself. But there was only rock, rising sheer and lonely to the sky.

    He stretched his forelegs and then he was up, shaking the dust from his coat. Over the ledge a few spears of bunch grass grew in a crevice. He leaned out into space and cropped them, jaws swinging sideways as he chewed, while his eyes, from under their thatched roof of hair, looked out over his world. It was a world of rock piled up and up, layer on layer to the sky, and down and down to the Colorado River far below.

    Slowly, as if balancing the weight of his great ears, the little fellow swung his head around to follow the winding river. His eyes suddenly fixed on a tiny white spot, and at sight of it he opened wide his jaws, swelled out his nostrils, and began braying: “Yeeee-aw—yee-aw! Yee-a-a-aw!”

    Instantly the canyon took up the cry. South wall to north and back again it banged and bounced the bray until there was nothing left of it.

    The burro waited, listening. His ears probed the white spot as if to pull something out of it. There it was! An answering sound! A bellowing halloa, almost as big and brassy as his own. It set the little burro into action.

    Down the trail he plunged, zigzagging from ledge to ledge, ears flopping, tail swinging, hoofs toe-dancing the narrow path. Once on his way, a kind of momentum took hold of him and he fairly flew, rounding one cliff only to face another.

    Time and again he crossed Bright Angel Creek, a foaming mountain stream that tumbled downward to the river. For yards and yards he walked in its bed, picking his way around the glossy boulders. But he neither drank nor played in the water.

    Only once did he stop to study his goal. The white spot had grown to a tent, and nearby, campfire smoke was curling upward. Satisfied, he plunged on again, always traveling within sight and sound of the busy creek.

    The afternoon was late and purple shadows were spilling down the canyon walls when he came at last upon the source of the smoke. An old, old prospector with flowing white hair was piling driftwood on a fire. And beside the fire stood an iron skillet and a bowl of yellow batter.

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  • Meet the Author

    Marguerite Henry was the beloved author of such classic horse stories as King of the Wind, Misty of Chincoteague, and Stormy: Misty’s Foal, all of which are available in Aladdin paperback editions.

    Wesley Dennis was best known for his illustrations in collaboration with author Marguerite Henry. They published sixteen books together.

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    Brighty of the Grand Canyon 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 18 reviews.
    Guest More than 1 year ago
    This book about Brighty is outstanding. It has very many lessons that are waitting to be discovered in this book.Thats why I love it
    Guest More than 1 year ago
    As an adult, I fell in love with Brighty. His adventures and friendships ring true even to us older folk. The illustrations bring the landscape and Brighty to life. I did not want the story to end.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This book is a lovely, and for all ages!! At first when I had to read this book for school, I though it was going to be boring and dull,  but  I got sucked in  by the first chapter!!! It is heart warming and shows real freindship!!!  Spoiler: At the end there are some sad and mean thing that happen to Brighty,so if you are senstive blood or murder you might need to  be careful!
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    I bought this book on impulse, just browsing horse books. It's an amazing book. Henry makes it descriptive, and no character is too strong. I tend to be hard on books, because I am such an avid reader, and only want the very best. The reason I didn't give the book 5 Stars is because the facts were not straight. Brighty was, in fact, a real burro. However, the similarities end there. I would have liked to see more true facts, and less exaggerations. The story of Bright Angel is interesting, and if the author had simply wrote the true story, I believe it would have been more enjoyable.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Cant wait to read this book!
    Stone-E More than 1 year ago
    My eight year old daughter and I picked this book out in anticipation of a spring trip to the Grand Canyon. It was absolutely perfect - she and I took turns reading the pages, and though she was definitely sad in parts and worried in others, it was a really positive experience reading it together. It really brought the Grand Canyon to life prior to our trip and we were actually staying at Bright Angel Lodge so it was just wonderful. I highly recommend this book.
    Guest More than 1 year ago
    This heartwarming book about a little donkey makes me want to go out and buy one!Before I read this book, I thought donkies were just loud and annoying.Now I think they're really cute.
    Guest More than 1 year ago
    This Book Is Super!It showed that Brighty is a very nice burro.It showed that Brighty can live on his own.
    I_like_clean_reads More than 1 year ago
    I am not giving the poor rating to the book, but hoping to get the attention of whomever changed the cover picture. The original book depicts a gray burro, not a chestnut horse body with a pseudo-burro head. A terrible injustice has been done to the original book that had the wonderful cover art.  Whomever did this does not know what a burro looks like.  As for the book, it is a classic that every child should read.  Marguerite Henry was a wonderful author and wrote so many great horse stories. 
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Best book
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Great.
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    I'm here. BTW I'm going out of town today for a funeral, so l won't be back till Wednesday. See you then, love!
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    ALWAYS ACTIVE!!!!!!!!!! ALWAYS AVTIVE ARE YOU KIDDING ME?????? NOBODY EXCEPT ME HAS POSTED ON HERE SINCE FEBRUARY16 OR 19!!!!!!!!!!! I'M SOOOOO OUTA HERE !
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Where is your den.