The boy turned with such certainty that with out a word Squire, Sheriff,
Turners, Dillons, and spectators followed. As they approached a deep ravine
the boy pointed to the ground where were evidences of some fierce
struggle--the dirt thrown up, and several small stones scattered about with
faded stains of blood on them.

"Wait hyeh!" said the boy, and he slid down the ravine and appeared again
dragging something after him. Tall Tom ran down to help him and the two threw
before the astonished crowd the body of a black and white dog. "Now I reckon
you know whar Whizzer is," panted Chad vindictively to the Dillons.

"Well, what of it?" snapped Daws

"Oh, nothin'," said the boy with fine sarcasm. "Only WHIZZER killed that
sheep and Jack killed Whizzer." From every Dillon throat came a scornful
grunt.

"Oh, I reckon so," said Chad, easily. "Look dhar!" He lifted the dead dog's
head, and pointed at the strands of wool between his teeth. He turned it
over, showing the deadly grip in the throat and close to the jaws, that had
choked the life from Whizzer--Jack's own grip.

"Ef you will jes' rickollect, Jack had that same grip the time afore--when I
pulled him off o' Whizzer."

"By --, that is so," said Tall Tom, and Dolph and Rube echoed him amid a
dozen voices, for not only old Joel, but many of his neighbors knew Jack's
method of fighting, which had made him a victor up and down the length of
Kingdom Come.