My readers will not have forgotten Bill Mosely and his companion Tom Hadley, who played the mean trick upon Bradley and our hero of stealing their horses. I should be glad to state that they were overtaken and punished within twenty-four hours, but it would not be correct. They had a great advantage over their pursuers, who had only their own feet to help them on, and, at the end of the first day, were at least ten miles farther on than Ben and Bradley.
As the two last, wearied and well-nigh exhausted, sat down to rest, Bradley glanced about him long and carefully in all directions.
'I can't see anything of them skunks, Ben,' he said.
'I suppose not, Jake. They must be a good deal farther on.'
'Yes, I reckon so. They've got the horses to help them, while we've got to foot it. It was an awful mean trick they played on us.'
'That's so, Jake.'
'All I ask is to come up with 'em some of these days.'
'What would you do?'
'I wouldn't take their lives, for I ain't no murderer, but I'd tie 'em hand and foot, and give 'em a taste of a horsewhip, or a switch, till they'd think they was schoolboys again.'
'You might not be able to do it. They would be two to one.'
'Not quite, Ben. I'd look for some help from you.'
'I would give you all the help I could,' said Ben.
'I know you mean it, and that you wouldn't get scared, and desert me, as a cousin of mine did once when I was set upon by robbers.'
'Was that in California?'
'No; in Kentucky. I had a tough job, but I managed to disable one of the rascals, and the other ran away.'
'What did your cousin have to say?'
'He told me, when I caught up with him, that he was goin' in search of help, but I told him that was too thin. I told him I wouldn't keep his company any longer, and that he had better go his way and I would go mine. He tried to explain things, but there are some things that ain't so easily explained, that I wouldn't hear him. I stick to my friends, and I expect them to stand by me.'
'That's fair, Jake.'
'That's the way I look at it. I wonder where them rascals are?'
'You mean Mosely and his friend?'
'Yes. What galls me, Ben, is that they're likely laughin' in their shoes at the way they've tricked us, and there's no help for it.'
'Not just now, Jake, but we may overtake them yet. Till we do, we may as well take things as easy as we can.'
'You're right, Ben. You'mind me of an old man that used to live in the place where I was raised. He never borrered any trouble, but when things was contrary, he waited for 'em to take a turn. When he saw a neighbor frettin', he used to say, 'Fret not thy gizzard, for it won't do no good.''
Ben laughed.
'That was good advice,' he said.
'I don't know where he got them words fro............
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