Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 172: what you’re looking at

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164 IN THE SUNK LANDS. down to ten and they stood on the bank of a small bayou. ‘* Must be past noon,” said Bob. ‘““Tfeel as though it was,” said Treve, taking up the slack in his vest. ‘* We’ve been going ina circle, and should be some- where near the cabin. Let’s postpone din- ner until we get home.” “I’m willing,” agreed Bob. ‘* Why, look here, fellows, something’s been sliding down the bank here.” ‘‘ Must be an otter slide,’ observed Joe. ‘Fur is good, ain’t it ?”’ asked Treve. ee: Oo ie ‘Then we'll have him. Trap ought to be set just under the surface of the water.” ‘‘T suppose so.” ‘Give me a trap.” Treve hauled up the gossamer leggings of his boots, set the trap and laid down his rifle. Then with the trap in one hand and erabbing at the shrubs growing on the bank with the other, he half rolled, half slid into the water. He placed the trap just under the sur- face, and tied the chain to a root. ‘* There'll be a surprise party down here Eomicbooks (ele)