Nevada County picayune., 1891-10-22

it to her and said: II suppose yo know where Constable Finn lives!'
 "Oh, yes," replied Rosa.
 "Take that to him at oncc," tn squire said. s'It is warrant for tn head gypsy's arrest. The hearin. will be held here at two o'clock thi afternoon. As you are the complain ant, you must be present at tha hour"
 The time and circumstances of tn, hearing were noised about the vii l lage, and when , o'clock came tho squire's office was crowded. Tn, gypsy sat upon rough bench, witt an unlightcd clay pipe in his mouth He was dirty, unshaved, sullen-look ing. He did not wear vest, anC his corduroy brooches were fastened at his waist by a greasy leathern belt behind which the haft of knife was visible.
 "The plaintiff here, this little girl claims that you have pony which belongs to her." Squire Barlow said his eyes on the gypsy, who replied
 "She hasn't any claim on it. It is mine.'
 "Where did you get the pony?' asked the squire.
 Il bought her Tn Michigan" said the man.
 "When?"
 "rhree years ago.
 It was such bold lie that Rosa S face famed with indignation.
 "She gives a very minute descrir- tion of the pony" reminded the squire.
 "There are plenty of dark bay ponies ten hands high and slashed with white" was the mans dogged reply. Anybody could look at her across the fence and then describe her. he added, with grin. "The girl must bring better proof before I'll surrender the pony.
 Rosa looked out of the rear win. dow of the squire's office, and saw 8 small pasture lot close by. Her face fairly beamed with an idea that baC occurred to her.
 Squire Barlow" she asked, hel strong voice filling the room, "to whose satisfaction must l prove that the pony is mine Ito that man'' satisfaction or to yOurs"'
 "To the satisfaction of the court decided the squire with broad smile.
 "All right" Rosa exclaimed, witt quick, pleased gesture. "Mak' out another warrant" For whom!' asked the squire. ! For Dollie," replied Rosa.
 ''Oh, Nou want the pony arrested chg asked the squire, whereupor everybody laughed.
 ''l want her brought here anC turned into this pasture lot, Ros; excitedly said, pointing out the win dow. "Pll prove that she is m, pony against all Corners and gocrs.
 The squire caught a glimpse of he purpose.
 Constable Finn, bring the pony here," he ordered.
 Rosa beckoned the constable [, her and whispered to him: MT Finn, stop at the house and get m, riding whip. We are going to hav' a circus"
 In half an hour Constable Finl appeared with the pony, and tn, court adjourned to the pasture lot.
 "Poor Dollie, how she has beer abused!" Rosa said, with vibrating voice, her tears very near. "Mr Finn, hand me my whip, and thel turn the pony loose,"
 The pony scampered across th' lot and then returned. Rosa stood still the whip in her hand, all eye resting upon her. "Here, Dollie| she cried. "Come here, Dollie !"
 The pony flung up her head, look ed at Rosa, whinnied her delight and then walked up to her and pokec her in the ribs with her nose.
 ''Do you love me, Dollie?" sh' asked.
 "How much do you love me?" Ro sa asked.
 The pony made no response.
 "How much do you love me!' Rosa sharply repeated, with a pecul far movement of her whip.
 The pony kissed her by touching her check with her nose
 Rosa was so overcome that Sh