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valley, and, with
aimless feet, had made his way to the lower edge of a small open space
near the foot of the cliff, was considering what he had to gain by
pushing his exploration further. At a distance of a quarter-mile before
him, but apparently at a stone's throw, rose from its fringe of pines the
gigantic face of rock, towering to so great a height above him that it
made him giddy to look up to where its edge cut a sharp, rugged line
against the sky. At some distance away to his right it presented a clean,
vertical profile against a background of blue sky to a point half the way
down, and of distant hills hardly less blue, thence to the tops of the
trees at its base. Lifting his eyes to the dizzy altitude of its summit, the
officer saw an astonishing sight - a man on horseback riding down into
the valley through the air!
Straight upright sat the rider, in military fashion, with a firm seat in the
saddle, a strong clutch upon the rein to hold his charger from too
impetuous a plunge. From his bare head his long hair streamed upward,
waving like a plume. His hands were concealed in the cloud of the
horse's lifted mane. The animal's body was as level as if every
hoof-stroke encountered the resistant earth. Its motions were those of a
wild gallop, but even as the officer looked they ceased, with all the legs
thrown sharply forward as in the act of alighting from a leap. But this
was a flight!
Filled with amazement and terror by this apparition of a horseman in
the sky-half believing himself the chosen scribe of some new
apocalypse, the officer was overcome by the intensity of his emotions;

his legs failed him and he fell. Almost at the same instant he heard a
crashing sound in the trees - a sound that died without an echo - and all
was still.
The officer rose to his feet, trembling. The familiar sensation of an
abraded shin recalled his dazed faculties. Pulling himself together, he
ran obliquely away from the cliff to a point distant from its foot;
thereabout he expected to find his man; and thereabout he naturally
failed. In the fleeting instant of his vision his imagination had been so
wrought upon by the apparent grace and ease and intention of the
marvelous performance that it did not occur to him that the line of
march of aerial cavalry is directly downward, and that he could find the
objects of his search at the very foot of the cliff. A half-hour later he
returned to camp.
This officer was a wise man; he knew better than to tell an incredible
truth. He said nothing of what he had seen. But when the commander
asked him if in his scout he had learned anything of advantage to the
expedition, he answered:
"Yes, sir; there is no road leading down into this valley from the
southward."
The commander, knowing better, smiled.
After firing his shot, Private Carter Druse reloaded his rifle and
resumed his watch. Ten minutes had hardly passed when a Federal
sergeant crept cautiously to him on hands and knees. Druse neither
turned his head nor looked at him, but lay without motion or sign of
recognition.
"Did you fire?" the sergeant whispered.
"At what?"
"A horse. It was standing on yonder rock-pretty far out. You see it is no
longer there. It went over the cliff."

The man's face was white, but he showed no other sign of emotion.
Having answered, he turned away his eyes and said no more. The
sergeant did not understand.
"See here, Druse," he said, after a moment's silence, "it's no use making
a mystery. I order you to report. Was there anybody on the horse?"
"Yes."
"Well?"
"My father."
The sergeant rose to his feet and walked away. "Good God!" he said.

Here ends No. Four of the Western Classics containing A Son of the
Gods and A Horseman in the Sky by Ambrose Bierce with an
introduction by W. C. Morrow and a photogravure frontispiece after a
painting by Will Jenkins. Of this first edition one thousand copies have
been issued printed on Frabriano handmade paper the typography
designed by J. H. Nash published by Paul Elder and Company and done
into a book for them at the Tomoye Press in the city of New York
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