Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 100: what you’re looking at

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94 IN THE SUNK LANDS. which the boys were for pushing on; but majority ruled, and they were compelled to return with the others to pass a sleep- less night at Jimmerson’s. Most of the men slept on the floor in the store, and seemed well pleased at the luxury. Mr. Jimmerson had them out before the gray dawn of morning. The boys will never forget that early walk through the mists arising from the sloughs. Under Mr. Jimmerson’s guidance, the party stopped before a cabin in a clear- ing beside Blue Creek. No one responded to Mr. Morris’s heavy knock. ‘* Kick in the door,” some one suggested. This suggestion was acted upon, and the entire party, wrought up to the highest pitch of excitement, rushed into the small cabin. It was empty ! ‘“ Skipped !” arose as one voice. The man who had so thoughtfully brought along the rope allowed it to slip to the ground floor, while he attempted to cover it by standing on it. Eomichbooks:co m