The first
novels I read by Joseph Chadwick were Jim Hatfield novels in TEXAS RANGERS and
Steve Reese novels in RANGE RIDERS, and I didn’t like any of them very much,
didn’t feel like Chadwick had a good grasp on those well-established characters.
However, in recent years I’ve read some of his stand-alone novellas in various
Western pulps and enjoyed them a lot. So I didn’t hesitate to try RIDER FROM
NOWHERE, a 1952 Gold Medal that’s the first stand-alone novel by Chadwick that
I’ve read.
It starts out great. Ed Hazzard (good name) is a saddle tramp but once was the
ramrod of a big ranch owned by an Eastern syndicate, before a cheating wife led
to his downfall. When his horse dies under him and he’s set a-foot, he “borrows”
a mount belonging to the great Espada ranch in New Mexico Territory, which is
owned by ruthless cattle baron Matthew Kirby. Hazzard really does intend to
work off the loan of the horse, but when he’s caught by some of the Espada cowboys,
Kirby orders him tied to a wagon wheel and whipped (the aftermath of which you
can see in the cover above, scanned from the copy I own and read). That’s Kirby’s
beautiful redheaded daughter Flame on the cover, looking aghast at her father’s
brutality.
Hazzard vows vengeance on Kirby and everybody else on Espada, of course, and
for a while it looks like that’s what this book is going to be about. But then
Chadwick cleverly brings in several other plot elements, including competing Spanish
land grants, legal wrangling, hired gunslingers, several beautiful women,
stampedes, and a prairie fire. Whew! Unlikely alliances are formed, good guys
turn bad, bad guys turn good, and Chadwick juggles everything expertly, pacing
out the plot twists with action scenes and nicely handled characterization.
There’s nothing ground-breaking in RIDER FROM NOWHERE, but Chadwick does such a
good job with the traditional elements that this is a very solid hardboiled
Western novel. It’s maybe a little bit leisurely at times (it probably would
have been better as a 160 page paperback, rather than a 190 page one), but I still
enjoyed it a great deal. I have several more Westerns by Joseph Chadwick on my
shelves, as well as some Ace Double mysteries he wrote under the name John
Creighton, and I look forward to reading them.