"He might well have been wrong, from time to time -- although most of the time he was right -- but he was never in doubt. He was cocky -- not arrogant, not boistrous or bullying, but cocky -- because he had a reasonable appreciation of himself and what he could do, and he had no doubt whatsoever about the rightness of the cause..."
Fran gives an overview of the book:
In Texas, at the turn of the twentieth century, two things were certain: dust in the summer and mud in the winter. One learned that early.
Earl Moreland learned it from the high front seat of a surrey with a fringe on top, watching Texas mustangs stir up clouds of black dust as his circuit-rider preacher father took the gospel to the hinterlands of the southwest.