Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 130: what you’re looking at

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124 IN THE SUNK LANDS. up the surroundings within a radius of ten rods. The dogs issued challenges and a dozen fights were in progress at one time. The men yelled, the dogs howled and fought, and pandemonium reigned supreme. ‘Hurry up,’ cried Mr. Jimmerson, com- ing in for the fourth time to where we were hauling on our boots, to find that Treve had put burrsin the bottom. ‘‘ Ef we wait much longer we won't have a dog left !”’ Mr. Jimmerson gave several toots on his hunting horn and led off. Thedogs ceased fighting and quickly took to the front. The five men who carried axes gripped the handles of their implements, while the rest hitched up their trousers and shouted to the dogs, probably from the fact that they had nothing else to do but to keep up. But I soon found that keeping up was no easy task. The Quartette and Sammy kept close together at the start, but when the dog’s sharp yelps took a more definite direction as the prolonged bay of one or two denoted that they had ‘somethin’ treed,” we caught the infection and shouted,- Eomichbooks.¢om