is beeves out of this county, the last
cent must come, with interest, attorney's fees, detective bills, and
remuneration for my own time and trouble. That's the reason that I'm so
glad to meet him. Judge, I've gone to the trouble and expense to get his
record for the last ten years. He's so snaky he sheds his name yearly,
shifting for a nickname from Honest John to The Quaker. In '80 he and
his associates did business under the name of The Army & Sutler Supply
Company, and I know of two judgments that can be bought very reasonable
against that corporation. His record would convince any one that he
despises to make an honest dollar."

The older of the two attorneys for the plaintiffs asked a few questions,
but the replies were so unsatisfactory to their side, that they soon
passed the witness. During the cross-questioning, however, the sheriff
had approached the judge and whispered something to his honor. As there
were no further witnesses to be examined, the local attorneys insisted
on arguing the case, but Judge Mulqueen frowned them down, saying:

"This court sees no occasion for any argument in the present case. You
might spout until you were black in the face and it wouldn't change my
opinion any; besides I've got twenty cars to send and a train of cattle
to load out this evening. This court refuses to interfere with the herds
in question, at present the property of and in possession of Don Lovell,
who, together with his men, are discharged from custody. If you're in
town to-night, Mr. Reed, drop into the Lone Star. Couple of nice monte
games running there; hundred-dollar limit, and if you feel lucky,
there's a nice bank roll behind them. Adjourn court, Mr. Sheriff."

CHAPTER XIV. TURNING THE TABLES

"Keep away from me, you common cow-hands," said Sponsilier, as a group
of us waited for him at the foot of the court-house stairs. But Dave's
gravity soon turned to a smile as he continued: "Did you fellows notice
The Rebel and me sitting inside the rail among all the big augers?
Paul, was it a dream, or did we sleep in a bed last night and have a
sure-enough pillow under our heads? My memory is kind of hazy to-day,
but I remember the drinks and the cigars all right, and saying to some
one that this luck was too good to last. And here we are turned out in
the cold world again, our fun all over, and now must go back to those
measly cattle. But it's just what I expected."

The crowd dispersed quietly, though the s