Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 125: what you’re looking at

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- IN THE SUNK LANDS. 119 ‘‘Mebby y'all won't b’lieve hit: but jess’s shore as y’all hear me talkin’, there was four men a choppin’ on tother side an’ I never knowed hit!” ‘That was pretty close to the coon tree, wasn't it ?” asked Joe, sarcastically. Sandy ‘‘disremembered ”’ whether it was or not. ‘“Speakin’ o’ coons,”’ said Mr. Jimmerson, abruptly, ‘‘ gives me an ‘igee. Ef you-uns’ll stay till day after to-morrow, we'll have a rousin’, old-fashioned coon hunt to-morrow night! What d’y’ say?” “We'll stay!” cried the X. T. C. Quar- tette with one voice. Gomicbooks (E(@)