God!--the awful rage that came over me! But there was nothing to do; I had sworn to guard the little one, so I couldn't take vengeance on him.

I couldn't go back and prove my innocence, for that would give the child to him.

What a night I spent! The next day I saw I had been indicted by the grand jury and was a wanted man.

From a distance I watched myself become an outlaw; watched the county put a price upon my head, which Bennett doubled; watched public opinion rise to such a heat that posses began to scour the mountains.

What I noted in particular was a statement in the paper that 'The sorrowing husband takes his bereavement with the quiet courage which marks a brave man'! That roused me more than the knowledge that he had made me a wolf and set my friends on my track, which I hadn't covered very well, having ridden boldly.