"And the driver was foller'd?"
"Yes."
"And left that there team on the road?"
"Yes; he jumped from the wagon when the men came near him, and made his way back to the cave on foot."
"Where's the wagon?"
"Don't know, sir."
"I've been lookin' for that there wagon for two weeks."
"The wagon belonged to the Tinker," said the prisoner. "He is the cause of our ruin, and he must come to the penitentiary with us."
He then proceeded to give the sheriff an accurate description of the cave, with minute details in regard to the path which led to it. The Tinker must be arrested while actually engaged in making whisky; this would insure him a sentence of ten years in the penitentiary.