In the course of his
remarks, father mentioned the fact that on Monday, the evening that the
robbery was committed, Jacobs had borrowed Pacer to go to the Junction,
but had come in with the horse steaming, and looking as if he had been
driven a much longer distance than that. Father said that when he got
done, Jacobs had sunk down all in a heap on the stable floor, with his
hands over his face. Father left him to have it out with himself, and
went to the house.
"The next morning, Jacobs looked just the same as usual, and went about
with the other men doing his work, but saying nothing about going West.
Late in the afternoon, a farmer going by hailed father, and asked if
he'd heard the news.
"Old Miser Jerrold's box had been left on his doorstep some time through
the night, and he'd found it in the morning. The money was all there,
but the old fellow was so cute that he wouldn't tell any one how much it
was. The neighbors had persuaded him to bank it, and he was coming to
town the next morning with it, and that night some of them were going to
help him mount guard over it. Father told the men at milking time, and
he said Jacobs looked as unconscious as possible.
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