The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-02-20

sraneely-clad 6gure, with sha wocllen cap drawn over his face. 1t might have been an apparitio0 from tho other side of the grave. Upon Joe the 6rst effect vas appalling. His limbs, his tongue seemed paralyxed Twas about to speak, when he staggered to his feet shaking as i if palsied, and dropped on his knees tal- tering.
 ~I3s King It's Tiger King dead in prison, as I've seen him nights when lay awake. Dead and come back to carry me of to hell with him. Don't come to me !" and he struck out wildly into the air. ~Get to Mick, you gaping rufian. I'm hung If l ever lifted up my voice against you. Have mercy on our souls He covered his eyes, then looked again fearfuly, halEcrased, and crying out in desperation, Don't stand there dangling, as if-lift your cap-let's see your face underneath" Then with a screech that made my blood run cold. and shrinking away, unable to take his eyes of the figure, :" It's death's-head, l know. Find Mick, tell you the per iured, cunning rascal Mans not bound tO Skkkut16kS uAu1oEhs u9k oA103u k8W all the world over. bore you no grudge. lem, l swear. But what idiot would go lodge a charge against himself when he could keep out of Jail by holding of his tongue kind O suicide-and that's tel- ony." He shrank back against the wall, growing wilder and wilder in looks and utterance, as he gasped, "l never charged you-no more than Q babe unborn. Police did that, If Mick swore to you, that was his business. Yours was to clear yourself, if you could. Get oa, or I'll dash your brains out ghost or man. Come near me and I'll do for you as l did for" Here he chokcd, staggered, and fell down helpless in fit.
 For a moment stood tras6xed, dumb founded, and in bewilderment at his half disclosures, hints at some hideouy mvs- tery in the background. The fear lest he should die now, and with him all hopes of further elucidation, brought me to my senses. ran to him, loosened his collar, and laid him fat On the couch. Then hastily refastened the sheet of paper ever the picture. His faint was slight, and in few minutes he opened his eyes. ln- stantly they darted to the space on the wall behind me
 "Gone," he muttered, then raised him. self, looking round, and signing, "Bad dreams makes towards of the bravest men," He paused, then with a change of expression, turning his eyes on me, Master" he began, in the same maud lin tone as at first, "I'm dying. You've done for me. It's all over with Holy Joe."
 He was no more dying than l was. The morbid fancy was born of brandy He might, however, have drunk himself to the verge of delirium tremens, and possible consequent tmbecility.
 If so 1t be, then, Joe," said deliber- ately, I'd die honest and leave nothing untold-of the mischief you and Mick were up to together"
 He brought me to this. l was harm less chap before. Liked a drop O Sum- days, but what O that? The better the day the better the drink, ha hal Twas Mick set me on for his own ends, and then would have cheated me out of the cash-I who'd had all the pains and the risk"
 He made you rob Sampson's cash. box for him." said l, thrust by circum- stances into playing the detective. was only an amateur, and Joe's face of inno- cence and surprise, as he asked what meant, showed he had wit enough left to baffle cross-examin ation.
 "Oh, that's an old story" said indif. ferently. "Sampson knew"
 No, no-suspected," Jee corrected me- Police said it was burglars. And the box was never found"
 "You hid it SO well,"I hazarded, talk. ing my cue from the expression of his face, they may look and welcome"
 Look till the day of judgment" said he. Mick don't know himself. But he had the money, all but LIo. We were to have shared alike"
 "What swindle,"I chimed in, "to give you the job and cheat you of your due ["
 "Why, 1 didn't SO much as know where Sampson kept his cash. It was Mick told me of the safe in the wall, and how to get at the key. Simple as A BC. And Sampson never missed it for three days
 "Clever," l rejoined, "so far you scored" Joe pursued.
 "Then that night-same night as Mick had that set-to with Jemmy King at the Cricketers;' VIC met, as agreed, by the old chestnut in Elmer's field. And there was only half the cash we'd looked for Twas then Mick, the shark wanted to get all into his hands. l knew I'd never see a penny if he did. He swore he'd lodge me in jail if l peached. Who'd believe the word of a poor devil like me against him ? But paid him out tha, night"
 was no actor. Excitement deprived ne of all self-control, and vainly I tried to keep from betraying emotion tha, would rouse Joe's dormant instincts of prudence as spoke.
 "And you, Joe Murphy, committed the murderous assault for which lem was found guilty.
 "Hullo, what's that story2" he said in changed tone. But righteous anger for- bade dissimulation. trusted to confound