Uncle Abner
meet robbery and murder on his way home?"
My uncle stopped. And Campbell broke out into a great ironical laugh.
"Now, let this thing be a lesson to you, Abner. Your little deductions are correct, but your great conclusion is folly.
"We had a wild heifer that would not drive, so we butchered the beast. I had great trouble to shoot her, but I finally managed it from behind the fence."
"But the bits of lint," said my uncle, "and the washed spot?"
"Abner," cried the man, "do you handle cattle for a lifetime and do not know how blood disturbs them? We did not want them in commotion, so we drenched the place where the heifer fell. And your bits of lint! I will discover the mystery there. To keep the blood off we put an old quilt under the yearling and dragged her down the hill on that. The bits of lint were from the quilt, and rolled thus under the weight of the heifer."
Then he added: "That was weeks ago, but there has been no rain for a month, and these signs of crime, Abner, were providentially preserved against your coming!"
"And the log-heap," said my uncle, like one who would have the whole of an explanation, "why was it burned?"
"Now, Abner," continued the man, "after your keen deductions, would you ask me a thing like that?
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