Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 173 of 288
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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 165 ‘for Mr. Otter next time he comes down,” he remarked grimly, floundering up the bank. ‘** And just think! We'll have to go down every time we set the trap !” ‘That is where the fun of trapping comes in,’ responded Joe. | “Sammy was pretty slick, sending us out this way while he went in a dugout,”’ murmured Bob. ‘* We'll bring him over this route to-morrow and see how it pleases him.”’ “Oh, you couldn’t get the best of him,’’ responded Treve. ‘‘ He’d slide through mud up to his neck, but what he’d convince you it was the height of fun to trap in the sunk lands.” ‘* Nine more traps to set,” broke in Joe, with a sigh. ‘‘ Well, come on.”’ ‘| wish we could have a tussle with a bear or wildcat. Ii something exciting doesn't turn up pretty soon, Ill die of despondency !”’ Hardly had his yearning been expressed, when from behind the trees on all sides emerged a crowd of men. With one impulse the boys halted, and involuntarily gripped their rifles. EMI LYOO KS ze