A few days before Robert and Mary planned to move, Robert went over to
their new home to mow the yard and clean up a little. Jake Newby saw
him coming, and noticed that he was alone.

"Now is my time," muttered Jake to himself. So he strode over to where
Robert was.

"Do you mean that I cannot have my chickenhouse, Robert Davis?" asked
Jake threateningly.

"Jake, you know that the chickenhouse was not reserved in our
contract," said Robert.

"You are a liar," shouted Jake.

"You are mistaken, Jake," said Robert calmly, but feeling a strong
impulse to strike his opponent.

"You are a liar, Davis, and you have insulted my father," said Jake,
at the same time shaking his finger dose to Robert's face.

Instantly, Robert's powerful right arm shot a blow directly at Jake's
jaw. It caught him square on the chin, and Jake went sprawling over
the lawn. Jake arose, thoroughly angry. He rushed at Robert like a
demon, but Robert quickly stepped to one side and caught Jake with
another blow. Jake then closed in on Robert and attempted to throw him
down.

Over and across the lawn they surged, trampling under foot the