"Course not, course not. Nor about bustin' into the Ellis place
last Sat'day night?"

"No, nor about that either."

"Course not!"

The men who were holding Ed Mason had been seized with the idea of
searching him. So they made Ed turn out his pockets in the hope of
finding some stolen goods. They examined the jack-knife, cork-
stopper with three fish-hooks in it, and lead sinker which they
found, and argued whether this was plunder from the house or not.
Then they started to search the rest of us, and we all had to
empty our pockets. Not until they came to the pound-cake, in Jimmy
Toppan's pocket, did they find anything of consequence, and as he
admitted that he had taken that from the house, they felt that
they had made a real discovery. They handed it over to the
pitchfork man.

"Here, Eb," said Gregory the Gauger, "yer want to keep this--it's
everdence."

At this moment one of the policemen put his head out the window,
and Eb promptly dropped the cake, and grabbed the policeman by the
shoulder, remarking: "I thought there was another one on ye!"

Then he tried to drag the policeman out of the window by force.
The policeman planted his feet firmly, and, as he weighed about
three hundred pounds, he successfully resisted all efforts to drag