"It's a lonesome place, and as dark as night 'mong them trees and rocks." "It's our duty to catch him.

He's a criminal, and besides, he's killed a man," said Crow severely.
"And he has twenty-one dollars of your money," added Harry Squires.
"I'll go with you, Anderson.

I've got a revolver." "Look out there!" roared Anderson Crow.

"The blamed thing might go off!" he added as the reporter drew a shiny six-shooter from his pocket.
The example set by one brave man had its influence on the crowd.

A score or more volunteered, despite the objections of their wives, and it was not long before Anderson Crow was leading his motley band of sleuths down the lane to the foot-log over which the desperado had gone an hour before.
It was at the beginning of the man-hunt that various citizens recalled certain actions and certain characteristics of the stranger which had made them suspicious from the start.