The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-08-22

chestnut in the old buggy and drive
Stanbridge way, and see if you can;
get sight of him. = - - = eaS.> =
He's had a half hours start, said
Aaron. You might track fox, but
You can t: him. - ... IA .s.l....sgs III
guess you are about right said.
Gordon. but we.'ll do all we can.
However. ] think III; try to get even
with Sam Tucker. It's good chance.
I'll drive the new horse to Wardville.
Aaron, you Just tie that tail on again,
of the mud. - --..-. ~..s.:
Aaron grinned. "Goin' to get even
for ti:at white horse9'' 81. .-&.-..- -.
I'm going to try IT, --
Gordon was all interest James re-
garded him as he had done so many
times before. with wonder. That such
a man should have such powers Of as
sanitation astoundcd him: He was ac7:
tually as amused and interested in be-:
ing done, as he called it, and in trying
In his turn to wipe off some. old score,
as any countryman. He seemed, to the
young man, to have little burrows Ike
some desperate animal. into which he
could dive, and be completely away
from his enemies, and even from him
self when he chose. 49,. ..... -
He hurriedty drank the remainder of
his coffee, and was in his Office get
fingered, in the hopes of getting word.
and a kiss from Clemencv. But the
child, the moment her uncle went ont,
fed. 1t was odd. She wanted to stay
and have minute with James alone
more than she had ever wanted any
thing but it was for just that very rca-:
son that she ran away. y
James felt hurt. AT that time, the
mind of a girl, and its shy workings,
were entirely beyond his comprehei-
sion. He saw no earthly reason why
followed Gordon with rather DOWN
cast face into the office, and begun as
sisting him with his medicines. Cor
done himself was too full of interest in
the horse trade to remark anything. AT
times he chuckled to himself. Now and
then he would burst out anew in q
great peal of laughter. Chang it all!
! don't like to be done any better than
any other man, but that little red,
take,' he said, "showing me that lit
tie sore. I believe he had sandpapered
the poor beast on purpose. He took me
in as neatly as ever saw anything
done in my life. Well, Elliot, you wait
and see me get even with Sam Tucker.
I have been waiting my chance. About
two years ago he worked me, and not
half as cleverly as this, either. He
made me feel that I was fool. The
red-haired one needed the devil himself
to get round him, and sec thru his lit
til" game Sam Tucker sold me-. or,
rather traded with me veritab]e fiend
of a horse for an old mare. The mare
was old, but she had lot of go in her,
and was sound, and the other, well,
Sam had bought him for a song, be-
cause nobody would drive him, and he
had killed two men. He was white
horse with as wicked an eye as You
mischief, like tho arch fend's horns
Well, Sam,-h made some kind of a
dye, and he actually dyed that animal
a. beautiful chestnut, and traded him
for my ,old mare. / even paid little
to boot next morning I sent
Aaron down to the store in a soaking
rain,s and, the horse bo]ted at a white
rock beside the road. and the buggy
was knocked into kindling wood. Aa-.
ron wasn't hurt. He always comes out.
right side up. But when he came lead
ing that snorting, dancing beast home,
the chestnut dye was pretty well off,
and / knew in minute. Well, he was
shot, and I was my old mare and some
money out. / wasn't going to have
men 8 lives on my conscience. But this
is another matter. Now I've got my
chance to get even, and I'm going to
get my old mare back
Presently the two men were out on
the road driving the black horse He
went we'll enough, and seemed afraid
Of nothing. There's not much the
matter with this animal except the tail
and the cribbing, guess said the
doctor. s'As for the tail. that is sim
ply question of ornament and taste.
The cribbing is more serious of course,
but / guess Sam Tucker won't be in
any danger Of his life.'' They had
not gone far before the doctor drew
up before a farmhouse on the left
man with serious face. thin and wiry.
was coming around the house with
wheelbarrowful of potatoes 'sHullo,