New Britain herald., 1922-02-02

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 CHAPTER NJ.
 Dave knew he was stubborn, Not many men would have come on such Il wlld-goose chase 10 Denver in the hope Of getting back favorite horse worth so little in actual cash. But he meant to move to his end inteli- gently.
 If Miller and Doble were in the city they would be hanging out at some saloon or gambling house,
 His knowledge of their habits took him to that part of town below Law renee street. While he chatted with his foot on the rail, glass or beer In front of him, he made inconspicu- ous inquiries of bartenders. It did not take him long to strike the trail.
 Two fellows l know in the cattle country said they were comin' to Denver. Wonder If they did. One of ems big fat guy name O Miller kinda rolls when he walks. Others small and has glass eye. Called himself George Doble when l knew him"
 Come In here most every day both of 'em. Waitin' for the Festi. val of Mountain and Plain to open up. Got some kinda concession. They look to yours truly like"
 The bartender pulled himself ur short and began polishing the. top of the bar vigorously. He was q gos- sipy soul, and more than once his tongue had got him. into trouble.
 They been quarrelin' a good deal together. I expect tile combination Is about ready to bust up," he whis- pered confldentially.
 "Quarreln'? What about?'
 "Oh, dunno They act like they're sore as boil at each other. Honest | I thought they was goin' to mix Il yesterday I breezed up wit bot tie an they kinda cooled off. Dave did not care how much the. uuarreled or how soon they parted arter he had got back his horse Until that time he preferred tha' they would give him only one trail | to follow instead of two. Later in the evening he met Henry B. West.
 Say, MT. West, if I find hawss that's been stole from me, how car I get 1t back?"
 "someone steal a hawss from you?' | Dave told his story. West listened to finish.
 T know lawyer here. We'll ask him what to do,' the ranchman said They found the lawyer at the Attn letic club. West stated the case. Your remedy is to replevln. Il they fight, you'll have to bring W't- nesses to prove ownership Bring witnesses from Malapi! Why. I can't do that" says Dave staggered T ain't got the money Why can't I just take the hawss? US mine."
 "The law doesn't know it's yours. Dave left much depressed. ol course the thieves would go to law yer. and of course he would tell them tO fight The law :" dS d htAA IN" t>-N thing. It made the recovery or ms l property so costly that the crooks | who stole it could laugh at him. The way to recover flashed to Ill: brain like wave of light. lie mus get possession. All he had to do wa to steal his own horse and make 1o' the hills. If the thieves found hin later-and the chances were that they would not even attempt pursuit 1T nc let them know who he was-he woulc force them to the expense of golne to law for Chiquito. What was sauce for the goose must be for the gander too.
 Dave's tramp had carried him across the Platte into North Denver On his way back he passed a corral close to the railroad tracks. He turned in to look over the horses.
 The first one his eyes fell on was | Chiquito.
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