Head of the Mountain Author:Ernest Haycox The night was starless as big Hugh Rawson, on hand resting lightly on his holster, rode along the narrow ridge. — On the trail just above rode Hugh Rawson's best friend. A mile further, at Head of the Mountain, the trails would meet - and there one of two very good frtiends was going to die... — Here is one of the greatest of all Western writers ... more »at the top of his form.« less