Mecca, I imagined as much about Mr. Cheek....My Dad told of an inn such as you described but on Tinnin Road....at the foot of the hill. There is a large cave on the property and the illgotten loot was suppose to be hid there. He told of his Dad, as a young man, going with friends of his age, possum hunting and one night ending up at this cave. Seems as if the innkeeper had always driven a steelwheel buggy, pulled by one horse. Now, I don't know.....and heaven forbid my Dad accusing anyone...but there was always a still or two around...and there were several of these guys....soooooo...... .ANYWAY...they were around the fire...in the second room of this cave, when one of the guys yelled out..." Come out, Old Man, and show us where you hid your money" Everything got real quiet...then they heard it....a steelwheel buggy coming in the mouth of the cave...the horseshoes ringing on the rocks You know I asked what happened.....Dad said Grandaddy didn't know...He didn't stick around...none of them did......The cave was about two miles from where he lived...but it took him six hours to get home...He ran in the wrong direction...... About the inn in White House...we moved near there in 1951...and there was what I believe was a hotel there then....Someone tell me if I'm imagining something AGAIN....Could it be the same? Bib.