To the traveller on the trail, there in no sound at night more comforting than the tinkling of the horse's bell. It is like the call of the night watch to the sailor at sea or the singing of the night herder circling the bedded cattle. It in the assurance that all is well. It speaks a language in rhythm that is intimate and comprehensive, and without listening, he knows what his horses are doing.
Earl S. Baity, Wilderness Welfare, Mitchell Press Ltd., Vancouver, Canada, 1966, p. 115.
PLACE: Cariboo Country, British Columbia.
TIME: During the 1930s