The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-03-30

ne train B coming" said Henry. "BurW00d,I may go out home to- morrow, but I win bring old Tom back and keep him in the livery stable until you return"
 Moss undoubtedly strove to make himself agree able, but he was surely an anr Nying fellow. His talk was of horses, and his voice. with the cadence of neigh, arose above the roar of the train. We registered at the same hotel in Louisville and as annoying luck would have it, were assigned to the same room. Although the hour was late Cor carly, rather, for it must have been nearly day) Moss lay on his bed, smoking and telling, with occasional outbursts of strong emphasis about c horse he once owned He talked horse until he sank into a Jerky, spiuttering seep-struggling with 6 night mare doubtless-but even then kept ID his "bridle- wise" remarks, for he would occasionally cry out "Whoa, hold up your foot, here."
 The next day called on publisher, and, deter mined that he should not "get me down." exhib- tied no anxiety toward perfecting arrangements. Neither did he. That man, even after l had read to him several sheets of the "IIstory of Shellcut" actually yawned. I knew that this was forced, and knew that when should get up to stalk out with an independent air, he would call me back; but he did not He permitted me to stalk out into the street. was soon made to feel that the colonel, instead ot receiving royalty on his book, would have to pay all the expenses of it's publication. I knew that, so far as the mere question of money was concerned this would cut but an insig ihcant figure in the bringing out of the work The harm lay in the fact that the colOnel's pride his conh- dence in the importance of the literary enterprise would receive a severe stab.
 One afternoon, the second day after arriving in the city, was standing in the office of the hotel when some one, approaching from behind, tapped me on the shoulder. Turning about, recognized the detective who had once followed me.
 "Glad 10 see you," said he, with dry laugh. Holding forth out in Shellcut, are you?"
 "Yes"
 "Like 1t out there reckon"
 "Very much"
 Just then saw Lark Moss take a seat out in front of the door mischievous desire for revenge came to me.
 "See that fellow sitting yonder2" said, pointing
 "That fellow with the reddish hair?"
 "Yes"
 "What of him?"
 "NOthing, only he is the man who robbed the Mecklebarg bank"
 "Nonsense"
 "All right"
 "You are joking"
 "Have it your own way but if you want that reward you'd better keep watch of the gentleman"
 l went away, and did not return to the hotel until late at night. When l asked the clerk for my key, he said
 "Detective Blue has been here three or four times looking for you. Played joke on some fellow, didn't you?'
 "Merely tried to get even with friend"
 went to my room. Moss was not there, and laughed at the probability of his spending night in prison or course, he would be angry, but then, being mercless joker he should not rail against mercless joke. did not get up until late the next morning. When l went out into the hallway found a newspaper lying on the floor. l took 1t up. These startling head lines glared at me: "He is Caught" "The Robber of the Meckleburg Bank is Captured in this City" "Excellent Work by Detective Blue and Man Named Philip Bur wood" "The Robber Highly COnnected-He Makes Confession"
 My head began to swim. I went back into the room and sat down. Made a confession Yes, this is the statement
 "Dont reckon there is any use in trying to get out of it. said Moss to the detective late last night "for can now see that Burwood has been keeping his eye on mo all the time. But you bet my peo- pie will make it hot for him. Boyd Savely is my cousin and Boyd is of the bell cattle can tell you. believe them Britsides had something to do