In the Sunk Lands — page 105: what you’re looking at

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92 IN THE SUNK LANDS. ready? Turn your dog loose, Sandy!” Before Sandy could comply, a dark streak flew along the ground toward them. It stopped in their midst, panting, bleed- ing, and covered with mud, and every one recognized— Boose ! ‘* Well, ’m dodswogeled !” ejaculated Ike Jimmerson. * His tail shot plumb off!’ echoed Bill Morris. ) ‘* Fellers,’’ said Mr. Jimmerson, solemnly, ‘‘T ouess he found him. Ef there’s a ha’r injured hit’s a case to stretch hemp.” ‘“‘ Jesso!” assented the others. ‘* Bull,” said Ike significantly. Mr. Morris immediately departed for the store, returning with a rope about thirty feet long. The others watched him gravely. ‘Turn your dorg loose !” Again Bulger’s deep baying made the forest ring. Boose followed behind reluctantly. Mig- uel had disappeared. Through vines and thorn bushes, with occasional patches of foxtails, they went, one moment wading across a _ shallow comicbooks.co