Edward Sylvester Ellis, The Great Cattle Trail
“ No sight nor sound came to him, and, once more bringing his animal to a halt, he dismounted and pressed his ear to the ground.This time he caught a distinct noise: it was that made by the hoofs of a horse. He was walking, and was so near that Thunderbolt pricked his ears and uttered a faint whinny of salutation. Avon instantly rose to his feet, and remounted.Looking keenly into the wet darkness, he became aware that a horse was standing motionless but a short distance off on his left. In the gloom the outlines could be traced, but so dimly that he was uncertain whether he had a rider or not. ”
