"'You be the probate judge?' says I.
"'That's what I am,' says he. 'What do you want?' says he.
"'I want justice,' says I.
"'What kind of justice do you want?' says he. 'What's it for?'
"'It's for stealin' a horse,' says I.
"'Then by God you'll git it,' says he. 'Who stole the horse?' says he.
"'It is a man that lives in a 'dobe house, just outside the town there,' says I.
"'Well, where do you come from yourself?' said he.
"'From Medory,' said I.
"With that he lost interest and settled kind o' back, and says he, 'There won't no Cedartown jury hang a Cedartown man for stealin' a Medory man's horse,' said he.