ith him, and he took out of his pocket a paper, where he had
jotted down, as far as he could, every quart of oats, and every bag of
grain, and every quarter of a dollar of market money that Jacobs had
defrauded him of. Father said the fellow turned all the colors of the
rainbow, for he thought he had covered up his tracks so cleverly that he
would never be found out. Then father said, 'Sit down, Jacobs, for I
have got to have a long talk with you.' He had him there about an hour,
and when he finished, the fellow was completely broken down. Father told
him that there were just two courses in life for a young man to take,
and he had gotten on the wrong one. He was a young, smart fellow, and if
he turned right around now, there was a chance for him. If he didn't
there was nothing but the State's prison ahead of him, for he needn't
think he was going to gull and cheat all the world, and never be found
out. Father said he'd give him all the help in his power, if he had his
word that he'd try to be an honest man. Then he tore up the paper, and
said there was an end of his indebtedness to him.

"Jacobs is only a young fellow, twenty-three or thereabout, and father
says he sobbed like a baby. Then, without looking at him, father gave an
account of his afternoon's drive, just as if he was talking to himself.
He said that Pacer never to his knowledge had been on that road before,
and yet he seemed perfectly familiar with it, and that he stopped and
turned already to leave again quickly, instead of going up to the door,
and how he looked over his shoulder and started on a run down the lane,
the minute father's foot was in the cutter again. In the course of his
remarks, father mentioned the fact that on Monday, the evening that the
robbery was committed, Jacobs had borrowed Pacer to go to the Junction,
but had come in with the horse steaming, and looking as if he had been
driven a much longer distance than that. Father said that when he got
done, Jacobs had sunk down all in a heap on the stable floor, with his
hands over his face. Father left him to have it out with himself, and
went to the house.

"The next morning, Jacobs looked just the same as usual, and went about
with the other men doing his work, but saying nothing about going West.
Late in the afternoon, a farmer going by hailed father, and asked if
he'd heard the news.

"Old Miser Jerrold's box had been left on his doorstep some time through
the night, and he'd found it