16 Complete Works of Max BrandAlcatrazBlack JackBull HunterGunman ReckoningHarriganRiders of the SilencesRonicky DooneThe Garden of EdenThe Hair-Trigger KidThe Night HorsemanThe Rangeland AvengerThe Seventh ManThe Ten-foot ChainThe UntamedTrailinWay of the Lawless

All day the storm had been gathering behind Chimney Mountain and peering around the edges of that giant with a scowling brow, now and again; and all day there had been strainings of the wind and sounds of dim confusion in the upper air, but not until the evening did the storm break. A broad, yellow-cheeked moon was sailing up the eastern sky when ten thousand wild horses of darkness rushed out from behind Mount Chimney and covered the sky with darkness. Dashes and scatterings of rain and hail began to clang on the tin roofs in the valley, and the wind kept up a continual insane whining, now and then leaping against window or door and shaking them in an impatient frenzy.

Tom Holden lay where he had fallen, with his head against the wall and his body sprawled across the floor. A nail had clipped the skin from his forehead, and for the time, with the trickle of crimson, and the deathly pallor which the shock of the blow had given to him, he looked awful enough. So that his mother, though she dared not come to him, cowered and clasped her hands before her face and moaned: “Oh, God, have mercy! Cousin Joe Curtis, you’ve killed him!”Cousin Joe took one long stride forward to make sure that the dullness of the open eyes was simply that of a stunned brain and not the vacancy of death. When he was satisfied upon this point he boomed at once:“A darned good thing if I had finished him up. But I ain’t had no such luck. I didn’t hit quite hard enough. Get up, you young good for nothin’!” He seized Tom Holden by the nape of the neck and wrenched him to a sitting position. Then he heaved the youth still higher, and dropped him into a chair.

The Night Horseman by Max Brand. First published in 1920.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.

Ronicky Doone by Max Brand first published in 1921.Doone had won the respect of every law-abiding citizen, from Tombstone to Sonora—and the hatred of every bushwacking bandit! But Bill Gregg wasn't one to let a living legend get in his way. What nobody told Gregg was that Doone didn't enjoy living up to his hard-riding, rip-roaring life—unless he took a chance at losing it once in a while.Frederick Schiller Faust (1892–1944) was an American author known primarily for his thoughtful and literary Westerns under the pen name Max Brand. Max Brand also created the popular fictional character of young medical intern Dr. James Kildare in a series of pulp fiction stories.

A particular horse and wide spaces in a story that has inspired many western films.

Pulp western, moves along quickly. There is a bad guy to hate throughout the book  and this one is a good novel, right and tough, with feeling.

If Randal could make his ranch pay, he stood to inherit his grandfather’s fortune. But a cattle-rustling band of ranch-hands were robbing him blind, and he had to do something to stop them. He sent for Kitchin, the toughest man he knew—the man he had once sent to Fulsom Penitentiary.

This book is not the usual Max Brand Western—it’s South Seas treasure hunt adventure. A quest for a fabulous treasure. The ordeal of Sam Culver. He gets mugged and shanghaied aboard the ship Spindrift. A race for exquisite pearls belonging to a man who is about to die.