"I can sw"ar this is the hoss the young man druv the day he come over to find my section corner."
"That all?"
"Isn"t that enough?" said Jack.
"No!" said Peakslow, and threw the rattling harness upon Snowfoot"s back. "It don"t prove the hoss belonged to you, if ye did drive him.
And, even though he did belong to you, it don"t prove but what ye sold him arterward, and then pretended he was stole, to cheat some honest man out of his prop"ty. Hurry up, boy! buckle them hames." And he went to throw on the other harness.
Jack stepped in Zeph"s way. "This is my horse, and I"ve a word to say about buckling those hames."
"Ye mean to hender my work?" roared Peakslow, turning upon him. "Ye mean to git me mad?"
Jack had before been hardly able to speak, for his rising wrath and beating heart; but he was now getting control of himself.
"I don"t see the need of anybody"s getting mad, Mr. Peakslow. There"s a right and a wrong in this case; and if we both want the right, we shall agree."
"Every man has his own way o" lookin" at the right," said Peakslow, slightly mollified. "The right, to your notion, is that I shall give ye up the hoss. I"ve got possession of the hoss, and I mean to keep possession; and that"s what"s about right, to my notion."
"I want only what is lawfully my own," Jack answered, firmly. "If you want what isn"t yours, that"s _not_ right, but wrong. There"s such a thing as justice, aside from our personal interest in a matter."
Probably Peakslow had never thought of that.
"Wal, what ye goin" to do about it?" he asked.
"I am going to have my horse," replied Jack. "If you let me take him peaceably, very well. If you compel me to go to law, I shall have him all the same, and you will have the costs to pay."
Peakslow winced. The threat of costs touched him in his tenderest spot.
"How"s that?" he anxiously asked.
"I haven"t been about the country looking for my horse, without knowing something of the law for the recovery of stolen property," replied Jack.
"If I find him in your hands, and you give him up, I"ve no action against you. If you hold on to him, I can do one of two things. I can go to a magistrate, and by giving bonds to an amount that will cover all damages to you or anybody else if I fail to make good my claim, get out a _writ of replevin_, and send a sheriff with it to take the horse. Or I can let you keep him, and sue you for damages. In either case, the one who is beaten will have the costs to pay," Jack insisted, turning the screw again where he saw it pinch.
The swarthy brow was covered with perspiration, as Peakslow answered, making a show of bl.u.s.ter,--
"I can fight ye with the law, or any other way, "s long"s you want to fight. I"ve got money. Ye can"t scare me with your sheriffs and writs.
But jest look at it. I"m to be throwed out of a hoss at a busy time o"
year. _You_ wouldn"t like that, Mr. Wiggett--you nor n.o.body else."
"No," said Mr. Wiggett, who stood looking on in an impartial way, "it moutn"t feel good, I allow. And it don"t seem like it would feel much better, to have to stan" by and see a hoss that was stole from me, bein"
worked by a neighbor. This yer young man tells a straightfor"ard story, and there"s no doubt of its bein" his hoss. You"ve no doubt on"t in your own mind, Dudley Peakslow. If he goes to law, he"ll bring his proofs,--he"s got friends to back him,--and you"ll lose. Then why not come to a right understanding and save right smart o" trouble and cost.
I "low that"ll be best for both."
"Wal, what"s your idee of a right understandin"?" said Peakslow, flushed and troubled, turning to Jack. "_My_ hoss is in Chicago--that is, if _this_ hoss ain"t mine. I might go in and see about gittin" on him back, but I don"t want to spend the time, "thout I can take in a little jag o"
stuff; and how can I do that, if you break up my team?"
"Mr. Peakslow," replied Jack, quickly making up his mind what he would do, "while I ask for my rights, I don"t wish to put you or any man to an inconvenience." He took Snowfoot by the bridle. "Here is my horse; and, with Mr. Wiggett for a witness, I make you this offer: you may keep him one week, and do any light work with him you please. You may drive him to Chicago, and use him in recovering your horse from the truckman. But mind, you are to be responsible for him, and bring him back with you. Is that a fair proposal?"
"Wal, I do"no" but what "t is; I"ll think on "t."
"I want you to say now, in Mr. Wiggett"s presence, whether you accept it."
"I"ll agree to bring him back; but I do"no" "bout deliverin" on him up to you," said Peakslow.
"Leave it so, then," replied Jack, with a confident smile. "I call you to witness, Mr. Wiggett, that the horse is in my possession now" (he still held Snowfoot by the bridle), "and that I lend him to Mr.
Peakslow. Now you can buckle the hames, Zeph," letting go the bridle, and stepping back.
"Gi" me a copy o" that handbill," said Peakslow. "I shall want that, and I ought to have a witness besides, to make the truckman hear to reason."
"If he happens to be an unreasonable man," said Jack, with a smile, "you have the same remedy which I have,--a suit for damages. I don"t believe he will wait for that. I"ll see you in one week. Good-day, Mr.
Peakslow."
"Looks like you was takin" a big resk, to let him drive the hoss to Chicago," Mr. Wiggett remarked confidentially, following Jack out of the yard.
"I don"t see that it is," Jack replied, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "I didn"t wish to be hard on him. It does men good, sometimes, to trust them."
"Mabbe. But Dud Peakslow ain"t like no other man ye ever see. He"s got some quirk in his head, or he never"d have agreed to be responsible for the hoss and bring him back; ye may bet on that. He means to take some advantage. Now I"m interested in the case, and I shall hate to see you swindled."
Jack thanked the old man warmly; but he failed to see what advantage Peakslow could hope to gain.
"I know him a heap better "n you dew," said Mr. Wiggett. "Now, it struck me, when he said he might need a witness, I"d offer to go with him to Chicago. I could help him with the truckman, and mabbe find out what new trick he"s up tew. Anyhow, I could look arter your hoss a little."
"That would oblige me ever so much!" exclaimed Jack. "But I see no reason why you should take that trouble for me."
"I take a notion tew ye, in the fust place. Next place, I"ve been gwine to Chicago for the past tew weeks, but couldn"t somehow git started.
Now, banged if I won"t go in with Peakslow!"
Having parted with Jack, the old man returned to propose the arrangement to his neighbor. He was just in time to hear Peakslow say to his son,--
"I see a twist in this matter "t he don"t, shrewd as he thinks he is. If I lose a good bargain, I"m bound to make it up "fore ever this hoss goes out of my hands. You ag"in, Wiggett?"
It was Mr. Wiggett, who concluded that he was quite right in saying that Peakslow had a quirk in his head.
CHAPTER XVII.
VINNIE MAKES A BEGINNING.
Vinnie learned only too soon why Jack had dreaded so much to have her enter the Betterson household; and, in a momentary depression of spirits, she asked herself whether, if she had known all she was undertaking, she would not have shrunk from it.
The sight of the sick ones, the mother enfeebled in mind as well as in body, Lord Betterson pompous and complacent in the midst of so much misery, little Lill alone making headway against a deluge of disorder,--all this filled her with distress and dismay.
She could think of no relief but in action.
"I shall stifle," thought she, "unless I go to work at once, setting things to rights."