Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 167: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 159 We covered the trunk up in the corner. An hour went slowly by. ‘ Qughter go afore dark,” Sammy said. “We'll leave the dogs yere an’ the latch strings out, so ef they git yere afore we do they kin git in. I reckon the dogs’ll tend to things.” So we took our rifles, closed the door, and, after seeing that Loafer was well pro-_ vided for, and the deer’s carcass secured in the branches of a small hickory, stepped out lively over the route traversed by the boys. ‘‘ There’s the first one,’ said Sammy, pointing to a tree, the bark of which had been pealed off about a foot long and six inches wide. A little farther on could be seen another blaze. This had a eross cut below it, ‘They've set a trap near here,’ I vol- unteered. ‘Let's find it,” suggested Sammy. We searched carefully around. I found it, but not until after I had put my foot into it. It was placed in a narrow path, adroitly covered with leaves. Mr. 8. Jimmerson laughed boisterously as EMNMICELIOOKS,(e