Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 153: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 147 ‘* Hello’ there !” There was a commotion in the crowd, and then the big man shouted eater verde “Well?” ‘Reckon you-uns air on sorehade S claim, hain’t you ?”’ ‘* Mebby we air an’ mebby we hain’t.” “ ] low hit mought be healthier fur you- uns ef you moved. Yvall air on our claim, an’ I reckon you-uns knows what the law is. There’s four rifles pinted at you now, an’ three o’’em kin shoot a heap o’ times. Ef you hain’t movin’ when I count three, or ef there’s a gun raised in the crowd, we turn loose! Y’ hear me shoutin’ ?” The man laughed. “One!” warned Sammy. ‘‘ The law in these parts ll back usup. Two! Air you movin’ ?” “We'll see you-uns agin!” shouted the man, as his party began to slink out of sight. “ Yes,’ drawled Sammy; but whether this was meant as an acceptance or as a derisive reply I do not know. We waited several moments after they Eomilcboo cS (E(@)