Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 122: what you’re looking at

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116 IN THE SUNK LANDS. In the afternoon Sammy piloted us toa nice secluded spot, where we made _ sad havoe among the squirrels, and just before dusk I managed to corner Mr. Jimmerson and inquire about money matters. ‘| did need hit pow’ful bad,” he replied ; “but ’m goin’ to git along ’thout hit. No use to tell Roberts an’ have him worryin’, so we'll jess keep mum, Sooner or later some one’s bound to run across Simpson, an’ | reckon ef I git my hands on him he'll know what’s what !” That evening the members of the X. T. C. Quartette joined the miscellaneous crowd — that occupied the stools and boxes in the store. There were some who lived by trapping and some who did not; but they all managed to get into ‘* [ke’s store” whenever such a thing was possible, to pass away an evening. Smoking and story telling seemed to be the order of the occasion. Some of the stories were prodigious ones, and are no doubt tendered to each new arrival, with more or less embellishment, according to the prevaricator’s conscience, | Eomicbooks.co