By Max Brand The Untamed Trailin' The Night Horseman THE NIGHT HORSEMAN BY MAX BRAND 1920 CONTENTS I.--THE SCHOLAR II.--WORDS AND BULLETS III.--THE DOCTOR RIDES IV.--THE CHAIN V.--THE WAITING VI.--THE MISSION STARTS VII.--JERRY STRANN VIII.--THE GIFT-HORSE IX.--BATTLE LIGHT X.--"SWEET ADELINE" XI.--THE BUZZARD XII.--FINESSE XIII.--THE THREE XIV.--MUSIC FOR OLD NICK XV.--OLD GARY PETERS XVI.--THE COMING OF NIGHT XVII.--BUCK MAKES HIS GET-AWAY XVIII.--DOCTOR BYRNE ANALYSES XIX.--SUSPENSE XX.--THE COMING XXI.--MAC STRANN DECIDES TO KEEP THE LAW XXII.--PATIENCE XXIII.--HOW MAC STRANN KEPT THE LAW XXIV.--DOCTOR BYRNE LOOKS INTO THE PAST XXV.--WEREWOLF XXVI.--THE BATTLE XXVII.--THE CONQUEST XXVIII.--THE TRAIL XXIX.--TALK XXX.--THE VOICE OF BLACK BART XXXI.--THE MESSAGE XXXII.--VICTORY XXXIII.--DOCTOR BYRNE SHOWS THE TRUTH XXXIV.--THE ACID TEST XXXV.--PALE ANNIE XXXVI.--THE DISCOVERY OF LIFE XXXVII.--THE PIEBALD XXXVIII.--THE CHALLENGE XXXIX.--THE STORM XL.--THE ARROYO XLI.--THE FALLING OF NIGHT XLII.--THE JOURNEY INTO NIGHT THE NIGHT HORSEMAN CHAPTER I THE SCHOLAR At the age of six Randall Byrne could name and bound every state in the Union and give the date of its admission; at nine he was conversant with Homeric Greek and Caesar; at twelve he read Aristophanes with perfect understanding of the allusions of the day and divided his leisure between Ovid and Horace; at fifteen, wearied by the simplicity of Old English and Thirteenth Century Italian, he dipped into the history of Philosophy and passed from that, naturally, into calculus and the higher mathematics; at eighteen he took an A.B. from Harvard and while idling away a pleasant summer with Hebrew and Sanscrit he delved lightly into biology and its kindred sciences, having reached the conclusion that Truth is greater than Goodness or Beauty, because it comprises both, and the whole is greater than any of its parts; at twenty-one he pocketed his Ph.D. and was touched with the fever of his first practical enthusiasm--surgery. At twenty-four he was an M.D. and a distinguished diagnostician, though he preferred work in his laboratory in his endeavor to resolve the elements into simpler forms; also he published at this time a work on anthropology whose circulation was limited to two hundred copies, and he received in return two hundred letters of congratulation from great men who had tried to read his book; at twenty-seven he collapsed one fine spring day on the floor of his laboratory. That afternoon he was carried into the presence of a great physician who was also a very vulgar man. The great physician felt his pulse and looked into his dim eyes. "You have a hundred and twenty horsepower brain and a runabout body," said the great physician. "I have come," answered Randall Byrne faintly, "for the solution of a problem, not for the statement thereof."