---- live here"? Being in citizen's clothes and alone, my mission was not suspected-- "That is my name", said a man sitting in a chair on the porch-- "I arrest you then in the name of the United States Government for accepting bribes of deserters from our army, and allowing them to escape-- My men are outside in the road--don't waste any words, but come right along"-- To my astonishment, the man was so frightened that mounting his horse, which stood outside, and surrendering his gun--he preceded me to the road--where he came face to face with all of his accusers, who now seeing him under arrest, made bold to unmercifully taunt him with his rascality--shouting--"Hey, Johnnie, where's my $10.00?" "How much of a pile did you pull out of me at Bear Creek (?)" etc., etc., much to the bogus detective's discomfiture and chagrin. They had now the "whip hand". He rode like a little kitten under charge of Corporal Charlton into W---- when a complaint was entered and sworn to by all of the deserters, and he was placed under bonds for his appearance at the Spring term of the U. S. District Court at Tyler, Texas, where, some months later, the writer was ordered from Department Headquarters to appear as a witness against him, and the second constable whom I captured in much the same manner as the first, but nearer Weatherford. The old wagoner pleaded hard, saying that he had never been in such a scrape. It would "kill him to have to go to prison", etc.--but, knowing that Mackenzie was anxious and determined to break up these wholesale desertions that were then taking place in the regiment--many of them with the secret connivance and assistance of citizens, although it was never discovered that any of them were _constables_--and would endorse the most extreme measures I might make to accomplish it, I promptly placed him under bonds--and left him in W---- in charge of the Civil Authorities. The Discovery--The Deserter "Squeals"