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\ 4 IN THE SUNK LANDS. 11 and made two boys jump. ‘‘ The fellers don’t know you down there, an’ you'd git your haids knocked. offn less’n a week !”’ ‘Our heads knocked off!” gasped Bob. “Ts that what I said ?”’ asked Mr. Jim- merson, turning suddenly on him. “ Wh—why, yes.” ‘Then that’s what I meant.’ Sides that, you don’t know the kentry, an’ as fur trad- in’, why, they’d cheat you-uns outen your eye teeth afore you could say ‘ Jack Rob- inson’ with your mouth open. Nusser ! Don’t go meddlin’ in my affairs; I kin hold my end o’ the business up.”’ “Oh-o-o!” I exclaimed, a sudden hght breaking on me. ‘‘ We don't want to de- prive you of your position. All we want is a good place to hunt.” “Jerusalem crickets !”’ ejaculated Mr. Jimmerson, a broad smile splitting his _weather-beaten countenance. ‘‘ Why didn’t you say so afore? Kim down where I live, an’ I kin show you more game'n you kin shake a stick at !” ‘What kind of game?” we asked breathlessly. ‘* Well, there’s b’ar, deer, swamp rabbits, EOmMmicbooks.co