Midnight
They rode with the wild things of the plain , and though they talked of the past and the future there was for them but one thing worth a thought , the golden present in their golden youth . `` Oh , Belle , what fools we are ! We talk of the past and of far-off days , of the blessings that are ahead of us , and I know there is no better joy than this , to ride and shout and be alive right now with you ! '' Midnight had burgeoned out into a big strong horse ; not swift , but staunch and better fitted than the other for a rider of such weight . The wound of losing Blazing Star had healed , and the scar it left was a precious thing to Jim much as the Indian holds his Sun Dance scars as proofs of fortitude unflinching . Fort Ryan and all the plains were in a rosy light this spring . It was a threefold joy to ride on Midnight , with Belle , and to visit Blazing Star in his stall at the Fort .