In the Sunk Lands — page 158: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 145 that we don’t ‘low any foolin’ around us !” **Goin’ to follow it up?” asked Joe. ‘Not by along shot! He might be layin’ fur us a leetle furder on. [don’t reckon they'll pester us any more.”’ Hardly were the words out of his mouth _ before a shot rang out, followed by the bark- ing of dogs, a confused murmur of voices, and then : “Help! help! They’re down on me! ” ‘* Thatis Bob’s voice,” cried T'reve, as we stood aghast. “Jupiter and Mars!” ejaculated Joe. ‘* Run for it, boys !”’ Sammy dashed the blazing fagot to the ground and extinguished it with his heel. Then we turned and ran toward the cabin. Before the shanty were the shadowy forms of acrowd of men. Standing before the door, out of which the light shone between the saplings, was aman a head taller than the rest, who seemed to be the leader. With one accord we stopped. ‘Git down behind a stump,” whispered Sammy, quickly. | We crouched down behind our respective stumps and listened. Gomicbooks (E(0) m