slowly on his heel, and walking off a few steps, as if in
thought, he came hack and said, "I believe, John, you
have a warrant from Mr. Pynohon to attach the body of
John "Woodcock, who has failed to pay the damages in the
slander case."

" I have, sir," replied Searles, drawing the document from
his pocket, and reading a sentence from it : " and that you
keep the body of John Woodcock in prison of irons until
he shall take some course to satisfy the said George
Moxon."

" Tou may execute that as soon as you choose."

" No sooner ?"

" You wiU execute that to-day, sir."

"Very well, sir; just as you say."

" And in regard to Peter Trimble ?"

" I know my duty, sir."

" I leave you to do it," said the minister drily, and turned
and walked away.
John Searles walked into his house, and read over the
warrant again, sentence by sentence. " In prison of irons,"
said he to himself " I hav'n't any prison of irons except a
log chain, and I shall have to use a rope," and the constable
busied himself for half an hour in finding and properly
splicing a rope. This, after coiling it into the smallest pos-
sible space, he thrust into his coat pocket, ia company with
the warrant, and shouldering his careftiUy loaded gun, he
walked coolly to the bank of the river.
