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monly escape not so much by their speed as by 

 confusing those after them by going in one 

 direction and fooling the pursuers into thinking 

 that they have taken another. 



Moore had shown unusual interest in the 

 preparations as the cowboys hustled to be off 

 early in pursuit of the thief. Though not one 

 of the number selected, Moore announced that 

 he guessed he would go along. The foreman 

 said, "All right," pleasantly but with no enthu- 

 siasm. Inside of an hour, however, the foreman 

 and everyone in the posse was taking orders 

 from Moore. 



After his surprising announcement that the 

 thief had doubled on them, Moore showed his 

 comrades where the man had turned in a rocky 

 place about two miles west of the ranch and 

 had ridden back toward the ranch, keeping in 

 the grass some distance from the road. As all 

 galloped along watching this trail, the foreman 

 ordered Moore to take charge of the posse. 

 Moore at once asked three to drop out, leaving 

 only the foreman and one cowboy. 



Following the tracks, they found that the 

 thief had ridden past the ranch and entered 

 the road on a trot, continuing eastward for 

 hours. He knew how to make time and yet 

 spare his horse. Occasionally he travelled at a 

 walk; now and then he galloped a short distance; 



