Penny Dreadfuls, 1900 · page 125 of 293
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112 IN THE SUNK LANDS. : I heaved a heavy sigh. According to public opinion, then, the fourteen hundred dollars intrusted to me was lost. ‘“T reckon we mought jess as well be travelin’ to’ards home,” hinted Mr. Morris. It was a solemn procession that wended its way among the trees single file. I brought up the rear, stumbling along after the others through mud and water soaked grass, clinging to my rifle and a vague hope that it would end all right. What would Mr. Roberts say ? I asked myself that question on an average.of twice a minute. Twice the money had been in my charge, and both times it had been lost. ‘“Never mind,’ I thought. ‘‘ They say there is a charm connected with the figure three, and if I ever get hold of it again, Vl | keep it till I can hand it over to Mr. Jim- merson.”’ But what if Mr. Jimmerson needed the money ? I resolved toask him at the first ~ opportunity. Loafer-was contentedly chewing the sup- ports of the porch when we arrived, Mr. Jimmerson finished the driving ofa sharp bargain with Bill Morris and another comicbooks.com