"Always in America we have occupied the land as fast as it was
feasible to do so. We have survived incredible hardships on the
mining frontier, have lived through desperate social conditions
in the cow country, have fought many of our bravest battles in
the Indian country. Always it has been the frontier which has
allured many of our boldest souls. And always, just back of the
frontier, advancing, receding, crossing it this way and that,
succeeding and failing, hoping and despairing--but steadily
advancing in the net result--has come that portion of the
population which builds homes and lives in them, and which is not
content with a blanket for a bed and the sky for a roof above.
"We had a frontier once. It was our most priceless possession. It
has not been possible to eliminate from the blood of the American
West, diluted though it has been by far less worthy strains, all
the iron of the old home-bred frontiersmen. The frontier has been
a lasting and ineradicable influence for the good of the United
States. It was there we showed our fighting edge, our
unconquerable resolution, our undying faith. There, for a time at
least, we were Americans.
"We had our frontier. We shall do ill indeed if we forget and
abandon its strong lessons, its great hopes, its splendid human
dreams."
Above are the last three paragraphs of
THE PASSING OF THE FRONTIER, A CHRONICLE OF THE OLD WEST, BY EMERSON HOUGH, written in 1918. Thought it kinda fit in with what we've been discussing here.
Complete on-line text is at
http://www.gutenberg.net/etext02/passf10.txt