off when Abe Blower blocked them, and for stealing our horses."
"You—you" stammered the former teacher, and for the moment knew not what to say.
"Don't you call us hoss-thieves!" burst out Sol Blugg, savagely.
"I can and I will," replied Dave, firmly. "Your crowd tried to take our horses, and the fellow called Staver got shot doing it. I guess that is why he isn't with you now."
"Bah! I won't talk with you," growled Sol Blugg. He knew not what else to say.
"I—I will—will settle with you for this an other time," came tartly from Job Haskers.
"Oh, come on, what's the use of talking to them?" growled Link Merwell. "Some day I'll show them what I can do!" And he moved on along the ledge.
"Some day I shall square up for this gross insult!" stormed Job Haskers, and then he followed Merwell, and Blugg and Jaley came behind them. Soon a turn in the ledge hid them from view of our friends.
"What nerve!" burst out Phil.
"That proves they are after the mine," came from Dave.
"Yes, and if they locate it they will try to prove that it wasn't my uncle's mine at all!" burst out
