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Updated: June 20, 2025
To Bartley it seemed strange that any one should be pleased with the idea of one man killing another deliberately. In speaking of the recent horse-stealings, the blacksmith had mentioned no names. But Bartley at once drew the conclusion that it had been Sneed's men who had run off the Senator's horses. Sneed was known to be a horse-thief.
When they were halfway there, Dorothy, who had been riding thoughtfully along, saying nothing, turned to her companion: "Cheyenne, you had trouble up there. You might at least tell me about it." "Well, Miss Dorry " And Cheyenne told her how Jimmy had followed him, how he had sent Jimmy back, and the unexpected appearance of that young hopeful in the timber near Sneed's cabin.
"It ain't just the runnin' off of Sneed's hosses," said Uncle Frank. "That's bad enough. But I told Jimmy to keep away from Sneed's." "So did I," declared Cheyenne. "And seein' as I'm his dad, it's up to me to lick him if he's goin' to get licked." "Sneed is like to ride down some night and set fire to the barns," asserted Uncle Frank. "Sneed don't know yet who run off his stock.
Persimmon Sneed's deep feeling on the subject had been evinced by his dispensing with the customary salutations, and one of the jury of view, with a mollifying intention, observed that they would use their best judgment to promote the interests of all parties. "Ai-yi!" said Persimmon Sneed, ruefully shaking his head. "But s'pose ye hev got mighty pore jedgmint?
There had been no definite or even tentative agreement as to when they would dissolve partnership. And Bartley's evident determination to carry out his original plan struck Cheyenne as indicative of considerable spirit. It was plain that Sneed's unexpected presence in San Andreas had not affected Bartley very much.
Master Sneed's garments were not of the finest materials, but though he was a juvenile dandy, it was evident that it required a great deal of personal labor to make him such. Clearly those straps were sewed on by himself, and clearly those cowhide shoes had been thus elaborately polished by no other hands than his own.
Presently Cheyenne came to a narrow trail which crossed a meadow. At the far end of the trail, close to the timber, was a spring, fenced with poles. The spring itself was boxed, and roundabout were the marks of high-heeled boots. Cheyenne realized that he must be close to Sneed's cabin. He wondered if he had been seen. If he had, the only thing to do was to act natural.
"She's fresh loaded," he said. "Cheyenne emptied his gun trying to fight off the men who killed Panhandle," said Bartley, stepping forward. "And you're sure they were Sneed's men?" queried the marshal. Cheyenne nodded. "I am obliged to you," said the marshal. "But I'll have to detain you both until after the inquest." Bartley was the chief witness at the inquest.
An' the jury o' view, they hed ter take Persimmon Sneed's advice, he bein' the oldest, an' wait hyar fur the risin' moon. Persimmon Sneed will repent he picked out this spot, he'll repent it sure!"
Russ had one of his hands slightly frost-bitten using it without a glove to make some adjustments to his camera, and the tips of Mr. Sneed's ears were nipped with the cold. This happened when the actor was doing a little bit which called for him to shovel a supposedly lost and frozen person out of a snow bank. Then a clever substitution was made and the film was exposed again.
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