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Dickerson would drive back to the Hall with us and tell Captain Putnam of what he knows." "And see if he can identify Caven," finished Sam. "Are you willing to do that, Mr. Dickerson?" "Well, to tell the truth, I've got some business to attend to now," was the slow reply. "I am sure Captain Putnam will pay you for your trouble," went on Sam. "If he won't, we will."
"Why, you young whelp!" roared Dickerson, suddenly starting down the slope. But Hiram Strong neither moved nor showed fear. Somehow, this sturdy young fellow, in the high laced boots, with his flannel shirt open at the throat, raw as was the day, his sleeves rolled back to his elbows, was a figure to make even a more muscular man than Sam Dickerson hesitate.
"We've got to be neighbors, and we've got to get along in a neighborly manner. But I'm not going to allow you to take advantage of Mrs. Atterson, because she is a woman. "Now, Mr. Dickerson," he added, as the man scrambled up, glaring at him evidently with more surprise than anger, "if you'll make Pete mend this fence, you can have your horses.
"No part of this water-hole belongs on your side of the fence, Dickerson, and as long as I represent Mrs. Atterson it's not going to be grabbed." "Say! the old man gave my father the right to a part of this hole long ago." "Show your legal paper to that effect," promptly suggested Hiram. "Then we will let it stand until the lawyers decide the matter."
"Well, for a number of years my husband and Mrs. Dickerson have been trying to find this lost brother. And there was a rumor that he had gone to California when a boy and had grown up among the miners near San Francisco. It was to find out, if possible, whether or not this was so, that Mrs. Dickerson went out West. Though, to be sure, the Winters here are hard for her to endure."
The woman had not returned to consciousness, and Mrs. Atterson remained through the day to do what she could. But it was many a tedious week before Mrs. Dickerson was on her feet again, and able to move about. Meanwhile, more than one kindly act had Mother Atterson done for the neighbors who had seemed so careless of her rights. Pete never appeared when either Mrs.
"All right," said Hiram, knowing full well that there was nothing to be made by quarreling with Sam Dickerson. "His returning the turkeys, however, will not keep me from speaking to the constable the very next time Pete plays any of his tricks around our place. "It may be 'fun' for him; but it won't look so funny from the inside of the town jail." He walked off after this threat.
His note enclosed a letter from Dickerson to Ludlow, which ran: "Although you are a stranger to me, I feel an old friend's interest in your engagement to Miss Cornelia Saunders, of which I have just been informed. I can fully endorse your good taste. Was once engaged to the young lady myself some years since, and have been in correspondence with her up to a very recent date.
Sam Dickerson seemed to take a grim pleasure in his son's overthrow. He growled: "He's got you there, Pete. You'd better stop monkeyin' around here. Pick up them bridles and come on." He turned to depart without another word to Hiram; but the latter did not propose to be put off that way. "Hold on!" he called. "Who's going to mend this fence, Mr. Dickerson?"
Yet he looked at the white horse-hair scraped off upon the stump, and he turned his back upon these signs and strode along the road toward his own home. Smoke was just curling from the Atterson chimney; Sister, or Mrs. Atterson, was just building the fire. But they did not see Hiram as he went by. Hiram's quest led him past the place and to the Dickerson farm.
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