“Well,” he says, “you needn’t be afeard no more, becuz they’ve got him. He run off f’m down South som’ers.”

“It’s a good job they got him.”

“Well, I reckon! There’s two hundred dollars dollars’ reward on him. It’s like picking up money out’n the road.”

“Yes, it is — and I could ’a’ had it if I’d been big enough; I see him first.

Who nailed him?”

“It was an old fellow — a stranger — and he sold out his chance in him for forty dollars, becuz he’s got to go up the river and can’t wait. Think o’ that, now! You bet I’d wait, if it was seven year.”