“Yes, yes,” said the landlord. “What have you on your mind?”
The drovers came running in.
“That cow didn’t give no fifteen quarts. I connived. The drover put me up to it—the Lord of massy, what will become of his soul? I’ll never connive again!”
Then said the landlord:
“I’ll have to let you go.”
He unloosened the “galluses,” which had wound around a rung in the ladder, and Mordecai kept his conscience clear even in cattle trade ever after.
CHAPTER VI
THE DECISIVE DAY OF BROTHER JONATHAN’S LIFE
Before we leave this part of our subject we should study the event that made the great character of the Governor.