Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 156: what you’re looking at

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150 IN THE SUNK LANDS. afore yall goes home, an’ there won’t be nothin’ wasted.” We discussed a breakfast composed of rabbit, squirrel, duck and ash cake, washed down with black coffee sweetened with sugar, and found it very substantial. Sammy easily found an old blazed syea- more, that proved to be hollow and held the dugout propped up _ perpendicularly inside. ‘“T know these parts a leetle better than you-uns,”’ he said, ‘‘ so ll take most o’ the traps an’ the dugout an’ Steve, an’ set ‘em fur otter an’ mink. ‘ You-uns kin take the rest, with your rubber suits, an axe an’ your rifles, an’ set ‘em wherever you-uns think they’ll ketch fur; but don’t forgit to blaze the path so we kin find ’em again. Better take the dogs with you-uns, too. The rest o’ the | suns we'll chuck in a trunk an’ cover up in a corner where they won't see ’em, We'll have to keep things shady till they l’arn who we air.” Then he threw most of the traps in the dugout, with our two rifles and an axe, while the rest of us locked one of the trunks Gomichbooks.¢co m