Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 203: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 1938 ‘Then we'll shoot you for lyin’,” re- turned Sammy, cheerfully. But the boys did find them, and unin- jured, so we promptly left for the cabin, leaving the men watching us from their elevated positions. “Great Spooks! There’s a deer!” cried Treve, as we came in sight of our domicile. ‘* Won't we have a feast !” Loafer was all right, as were the dogs ; so we built a fire and had a sumptuous dinner of venison, during which time Bob related what has already been told. When it came our turn Sammy said : ‘Steve kin tell our story, while I take the dugout and set them traps. Ef you-uns — feel like hit, hit would be a good igee to run over yourn.”’ Which we did with the result of securing one otter, four weasels, three foxes, a coon and an idea that trapping was not bad after all, but the latter was demolished after Sammy had initiated us into the science of skinning them. A misty rain began just before dark, and with Sammy’s return came the information that it was snowing. 13 EMNMIEGLIOO KS, (e