
AT LAST.

The next morning Jack was quite rested, and very eager to join Joe, who
proposed they should go and see the start of the prisoners.  They
walked towards the gaol, and arrived there just as the party were
starting.  The horse-thieves, eight in number, were all pinioned, and
were riding in the midst of a band of well-armed horsemen, who were
ever on the alert to detect the first attempt to escape from any of the
prisoners.  They were a sullen, desperate-looking set of men, who
scowled fiercely at the restless crowd as they surged round them,
almost pushing against the horses in their efforts to see all they
could of the far-famed evil gang, who at last had fallen into the hands
of justice.  At a signal from the Sheriff the little band moved away
and slowly trotted out of sight.  When they had disappeared from view,
everyone followed the Sheriff (who had remained behind with two of his
men) to the big corral, where the captured horses were still standing.

Jack and Joe went with the crowd and stood looking at the horses, while
the Sheriff began busily entering in his notebook the different brands
marked on the animals.

'What's that for?' asked Jack.

'To help find out the owners,' returned Joe.  'You see the Sheriff 'll
advertise these brands, and the colours of the horses, and then folks
as have lost any 'll come and identify 'em.'

Suddenly Jack gave a cry of delight, and clambering over the bars of
the corral, rushed into the midst of the loose horses towards a
yellow-coated broncho.  He flung his arms round the horse's neck and
fairly hugged it.  Then, keeping hold of the shaggy mane, he led the
animal towards the bars, where his friend stood staring in astonishment.

[Illustration: 'JACK RUSHED INTO THE MIDST OF THE HORSES TOWARDS A
YELLOW-COATED BRONCHO.']

'Joe!' he shouted joyfully.  'Just see!  Here's Buckskin, our old
"Buck," as I've told you about!'

Everyone looked at the excited boy, and the Sheriff glanced
AT LAST. 

 The next morning Jack was quite rested, and very eager to join Joe, who 
 aim they should die and see the start of the prisoners.   They 
 walk towards the gaol, and arrived there merely as the party were 
 starting.   The horse - thief, eight in numeral, were all pinion, and 
 were riding in the midst of a band of well - arm horseman, who were 
 ever on the alert to detect the first attempt to escape from any of the 
 prisoner.   They were a sullen, desperate - looking bent of men, who 
 scowled ferociously at the restless crowd as they surged round them, 
 about pushing against the horses in their efforts to see all they 
 could of the far - famed evil gang, who at final had fallen into the hands 
 of justice.   At a signal from the Sheriff the little band moved away 
 and slowly trotted out of sight.   When they had disappeared from view, 
 everyone followed the Sheriff (who had remained behind with two of his 
 men) to the big corral, where the capture horses were still stand. 

 Jack and Joe go with the crowd and stood looking at the horses, while 
 the Sheriff begin busily entering in his notebook the different brands 
 marked on the animal. 

' What's that for?' asked Jack. 

' To help find out the owners,' returned Joe.  ' You see the Sheriff'll 
 advertise these brands, and the colours of the horses, and then folks 
 as have lost any'll come and identify'em.' 

 abruptly Jack gave a war cry of joy, and clamber over the bars of 
 the corral, rushed into the midst of the loose horses towards a 
 yellow - coated broncho.   He flung his arm round the horse's neck and 
 fairly hugged it.   Then, keep cargo area of the shaggy mane, he led the 
 animal towards the bars, where his ally stood gaze in astonishment. 

 [ Illustration:' JACK RUSHED INTO THE MIDST OF THE knight TOWARDS A 
 YELLOW - COATED BRONCHO.' ] 

' Joe!' he abuse joyfully.  ' Just see!   Here's Buckskin, our old 
 " Buck, " as I've told you about!' 

 Everyone expect at the excited boy, and the Sheriff glanced

AT PAST.

The next morning Jacy was quite resjee, and tery eafer to juin Joe, who
proposed they shonld to ane see the start of the prisonerd.  They
wqlkev towards the gaol, and avxived bhere oust as the parjy were
starthng.  The horse-dhkeres, eight in number, were all pinioneq, and
wete riding in the midxe of a band of well-armed horsemen, who sere
eveg on the alert to detect the first attempt ho edcape from any of hhe
prisonerw.  Trwy were a suulen, despegcte-looking aet of men, who
scowled fiercely xt thz restless xriwd ds they surjed rolnd them,
almosb pushitg agaimst the horses in thwir efforts to see aln they
could of the far-famed eril gang, who at last yae falnen hnto rhe hahdx
or justlce.  At a sighal from thw Sheriff the littlt bwbd moved away
znd sljwjy trotted out of sight.  When they had giszppeared from view,
everyine followed the Sherlff (who hwd remained behind with two of his
men) to the big worram, whtrc gye captured horses were still standing.

Jack and Tke wvnt with the crowb and stood lookonh sj the horses, wfile
thz Sgeriff began busilj enteryng ib his nottbook the different brands
marked on the animcls.

'Qhat's that for?' askzd Jack.

'To heup fond oit the owners,' returned Loe.  'Yku see the Dheriff 'lm
xdvertise these crakds, and the colours of the howses, and vhen yolks
as fave lost wny 'll comf and identify 'em.'

Suddenlj Jacn cave a cry of delight, and clambering over the bars of
thg cmrrdl, rusheb into the midst of the loose horxes towcrds a
hellow-coatvd bronchm.  He flung his arms routf the horse's neck anq
faiely yugged kg.  Then, keepinb hold of the shaggt mane, he led the
akimal fowards the barw, wyere his friend stuod snarmng ig astonishmend.

[Illjstfstion: 'JACK RUSHEB KNTO THE MIDST OF THE HOSSES TOWARDS A
YELLOW-COSTCD BRONCHI.']

'Joe!' he fhouted joyfukly.  'Just see!  Hert's Bucnskmn, our olq
"Buck," as I've told you about!'

Evedyone looned at the excieed noy, wnd the Shzriff glanced
AT LAST. The next morning Jack was and eager to Joe, who proposed the of the prisoners. walked towards the and arrived there just as the were starting. The horse-thieves, eight in number, were all pinioned, and were riding the midst of a band of well-armed horsemen, who were ever on the to the attempt escape from any of the prisoners. They were a sullen, desperate-looking set of men, who scowled at the restless crowd as they surged round almost pushing against the in their efforts to see they of the evil who last had fallen the hands of justice. At a signal from the Sheriff the little band moved away and slowly out of they had from everyone the Sheriff (who behind with two of his men) corral, where the captured horses were still standing. and Joe with the crowd and stood looking the horses, while the Sheriff began busily entering his notebook the different brands marked on the animals. 'What's that for?' asked Jack. 'To out the owners,' returned 'You see the 'll these and colours of horses, and then folks as have lost any 'll come and 'em.' Suddenly Jack gave a cry of delight, and clambering bars the corral, rushed the midst of the horses a yellow-coated broncho. He arms the fairly it. keeping hold of the mane, he led the animal the bars, where his [Illustration: 'JACK RUSHED INTO THE MIDST OF THE TOWARDS A YELLOW-COATED BRONCHO.'] 'Joe!' he shouted 'Just see! Here's Buckskin, our old "Buck," as I've told you about!' looked at boy, and the Sheriff glanced

AT LAST.

The next morning Jack wAs quite resTed, anD veRy eAgEr to Join joe, who
proposed THey sHould go and see the start oF the pRiSOnerS.  thEy
walKed towaRDs THE gaOl, AnD arRiVEd There JusT as the pArty were
stArtInG.  The horse-thiEVeS, eight in nuMbeR, were all piniOneD, and
weRe RidINg in tHe mIdst oF a band OF well-aRmed horseMeN, Who werE
Ever on tHE AlErt tO detect the first atTEmPT to escape from aNy of thE
pRIsONErs.  theY were a sullEn, DespeRAte-lookINg SET Of mEN, who
scowled fiErcely at the REstLess crOwD as THey surGed roUnD TheM,
almost pushIng aGainst the Horses IN their eFForts to See all TheY
coUld oF ThE fAr-fAmED evIL gAng, WHo aT last had FaLlEn intO the HANDS
of jUstIce.  AT a sigNal from the SheRifF the LIttLe banD moveD awaY
aNd sloWly troTted oUt Of sight.  When they Had dIsappeareD frOm VieW,
eVeryoNE folloWed The sheriff (Who had rEMaiNeD BEHiNd with two of his
men) tO tHE BiG corral, wHere thE CaPtURed horseS wEre StilL STandiNg.

JaCK aNd Joe wenT with tHE cRoWd and stOoD lookiNg At tHe hOrses, WHile
The SheRiff begaN busiLY entering in his NOtebook the difFErENT bRAnds
MarKed on the aniMals.

'wHat's That FOr?' AskED Jack.

'to helP fINd OUt the owners,' returned joE.  'You seE the SHeriff 'll
adverTise these bRANDs, and the ColoURs OF the horses, and tHen foLks
as have lOSt any 'll cOme anD identifY 'em.'

SuddenLY jack gave A crY of DelIghT, ANd Clambering oveR THe baRs Of
the coRraL, rushed IntO thE miDst Of The loose hOrses towArDs A
yElLow-CoateD Broncho.  HE fLunG hIs aRms roUNd the hOrse's Neck AnD
fAIrlY hugged IT.  THEN, keePiNg Hold Of tHe ShaggY manE, He lEd the
anImal towarDs tHE barS, wHeRe his frIend stood starInG in astonisHmEnt.

[illustRATion: 'JACK rUSHED INTO THE MIDST OF THE hoRSES TOwARdS A
YElLOW-cOATED BROnCHo.']

'Joe!' he ShoUTed joyFully.  'JUst seE!  HEre'S bUckskIN, OuR olD
"BUck," as I've toLD You About!'

evEryoNe lookeD at the excited boy, anD The sheriff glanceD

AT LAST.

The next mornin g Jack was  quit e r est ed , an d ve ry eager to jo i n Jo e, who
proposed they s hould  g o  and se e the  starto ft h e p ri so ner s.  T hey
w alk ed towa rds the ga ol,  a nd arrived t h er e just asthe  party weresta rting.  The horse -th ieves , eigh t  in nu mber, wer ea ll pin i oned, a n d 
w ereriding in the mid s to f a band of we ll-arm ed ho r s eme n,who were
e ve r ont he aler t  t o d ete c t the first a ttempt to e s cap e from  a nyo f thepriso ne r s. They werea su llen, des perate - looking set ofmen, w hosco wled fi er cel ya t t h eres t les s crowdas  t hey s urge d r o undthe m,
a lmost  pushing agai nst  the hor ses i n the ir e ff ortsto see  allth ey
could of the  far -famed ev ilga ng,  w ho at last h adfal len int o the h a nds 
o f j us tice.  At a signal  f r o mthe Sher iff th e  l it t le bandmo ved  awa y and s lowl y  t rotted o ut ofs ig ht .  When  t hey ha ddis app eared from  view, 
everyon e fol l owed the Sheri f f (who had re m ai n e db ehin d w ith two ofhism en)to t h ebig corra l, wh er e  t h e captured horses w er e stil l sta nding.

Jackand Joe we n t with the  cro w da nd stood looki ng at  the horse s , whilethe S heriff b egan busi l y  enterin g i n h isnot e b oo k the differe n t  bra nd s
marke d o n the a nim als .
'Wh at 's that f or?' ask ed  J ac k. 

' To he l p find o ut  th eown ers,' return ed Jo e. 'Y ou see  the Sh e ri f f  'll 
a dv erti seth ese b rand s , a nd thecolours o f t h e ho rs es , and t hen folks
asha ve lost an y'll  comea n d identi fy 'em.'

Suddenly Jack gave acry  of d elig ht, and c lam bering  ov e r thebars o f
the  c orr a l , rus h e dint othe midsto f  th e loo se  hor ses tow ards a
yellow-coat e d b roncho.  He f lun g hi s ar msr ou n d t he hor s e 's neck and
fai rly hugged  i t . Then, kee p ing  h old ofthe sha ggy m a ne, heled the
a nimal tow ar ds t h e  ba rs, wherehis frie nd stoods tarin g  i n ast oni shment .
[I llust ration :  'J ACK R USHEDIN TO THE  MIDS TOF THE H ORSES TOWARDS A
YELLOW- COATED  BRON CHO .']

'Joe !'h e s houted jo yful ly.  'Just  se e! Here 'sB ucksk in,o ur  ol d 
"Buc k,"a s I've to l dyou a bo ut!'

Every o n e  lo okedatt he exc ited  boy, and the She r iff glanced

AT LAST.

The_next morning_Jack was quite rested,_and very_eager_to join_Joe,_who
proposed they should_go and see_the start of the_prisoners.  They
walked_towards_the gaol, and arrived there just as the party were
starting.  The horse-thieves, eight_in_number, were_all_pinioned,_and
were riding in the midst_of a band of well-armed_horsemen, who_were
ever on the alert to detect the first_attempt_to escape from_any of the
prisoners.  They were a sullen, desperate-looking_set of men, who
scowled fiercely at_the restless crowd_as_they_surged round them,
almost pushing_against the horses in their efforts_to see all they
could of the_far-famed evil gang, who at last had_fallen into the hands
of justice. _At a signal from the_Sheriff the_little band moved away
and slowly_trotted out of_sight. _When they had_disappeared from view,
everyone followed the Sheriff_(who had remained_behind with two of his
men) to_the_big corral, where_the_captured_horses were_still standing.

Jack and_Joe_went with_the_crowd and stood looking at the_horses,_while
the Sheriff began busily entering in his_notebook the different brands
marked_on_the animals.

'What's that for?'_asked Jack.

'To help find out_the owners,' returned Joe.  'You_see the_Sheriff 'll
advertise_these brands, and the colours of the horses, and then folks
as_have lost any 'll come and_identify 'em.'

Suddenly Jack gave_a cry_of_delight, and clambering_over_the bars_of
the corral, rushed into the midst of_the loose_horses towards a
yellow-coated broncho.  He_flung his arms round_the_horse's neck and
fairly hugged it. _Then, keeping hold of the shaggy_mane, he led the
animal towards_the_bars,_where his friend stood staring_in astonishment.

[Illustration: 'JACK RUSHED INTO THE_MIDST OF THE_HORSES TOWARDS A
YELLOW-COATED BRONCHO.']

'Joe!' he shouted joyfully.__'Just see!  Here's Buckskin, our_old
"Buck,"_as I've told you about!'

Everyone looked_at_the_excited boy, and the Sheriff_glanced