Midnight
Horses were feeding here , and at once Midnight lifted up his voice in a friendly neigh of salutation , which was immediately answered by several horses in the distance . In fact , he was on the point of slowing down and swerving from the trail , but a light flick of the whip reminded him that his mistress had other business on hand which had to be attended to first , so again throwing back his ears , he dashed onward . The wild meadow crossed , they reached a wooded region where the trail ascended and wound up a steep hill . Midnight took this with a bound , and in a few minutes he was at the top , panting heavily from his vigorous exercise . Here Glen reined him in , and sat silently looking straight before her . And truly it was a magnificent scene which was thus so suddenly presented to her view . Below stretched a dense forest , lying sombre beneath the shades of evening .