In the Sunk Lands — page 95: what you’re looking at

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89 IN THE SUNK LANDS. ‘‘Didn’t ‘spect to see you so soon,” he continued sarcastically. ‘‘Nur I didn’t think when you-uns druv me outen your camp with nothin’ but my gun that ’'d ever be able to get ahold o’ one of yours !” And he patted the stock of my rifle af- fectionately. ‘It won't do you any good,” I said boldly. ‘Do youthink you can hold people up and take their money and guns, and by taking to these woods escape justice? ”’ ‘Don’t think nothin’ about it!” he said, | doggedly. ‘“T know hit! Now we're done blarneyin’; so git ready fur a good old tramp o about three mile. Will you go lamb- - hike, or shall I have to hang onto your collar ? ”’ | ‘Tl go lamb-like,” I hastily assured him. He gave aterrible grin, and then step- ping behind me ordered me to ‘** hoe hit lively !”’ He stated aie the truth when he said it was a *‘ good old tramp.’ Inever want to have another like it. At times we had to wade through water and mud nearly to our waists. But no matter how difficult the comicbooks.com