In the Sunk Lands — page 103: what you’re looking at

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90 IN THE SUNK LANDS. what’s the matter with him,” explained Bulger’s owner. Then he gave Bulger a couple of cuffs that awakened him with remarkable sud- denness. | The dog’s nose went to the ground, he caught the scent, and then away he went, giving tongue in a way that stirred his hear- ers’ blood, with the rest of the dogs follow- ing grandly, and the men bringing up the rear, stumbling over each other and shout- ing like mad. High above them all could be heard the voice of Bulger’s master, shouting: ‘‘He’s a pow ful dorg! Go hit, Bulger! Whoop! Waugh! Waugh!” It seemed to the three members of the X. T. C. Quartette as they hurried along beside Mr. Jimmerson that Bulger’s deep- toned baying, coupled with the other dogs’ barks and yelps, and the men shouting, could be heard anywhere within a mile. They went over the same ground I had gone over a short time before. When they reached the trampled spot within sight of the settlement, Sandy called Bulger to a halt with a few short blasts of his horn. EOMIEDOOKS.coO