Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 226: what you’re looking at

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rr KS : ‘ 216 IN THE SUNK LANDS. ones that’ had not been sprung we would never have found had we not been well acquainted with their location. As it was, impeded by the snow, before we reached the last trap the darkness had begun to settle. And three quarters of a mile to the cabin, and thirty pounds of _pelts apiece to carry ! Off to the right came the mournful howl of a wolf. ‘““ Say, let’s step a little faster,’’ said Bob, glancing about apprehensively. ‘I ain’t afraid, of course ; but it is much nicer in the cabin than it is out here in the timber.” ‘‘ Here, too, Bob,” I replied. The tall timber looked cold and cheer- less outlined against the rapidly darkening sky, and the white snow made every nook and cranny in the dark trunks more black and gloomy as we hurried along. A wolf howled off to the left, and at the same time one gave voice behind us. “Say, ain’t they getting closer?” I asked. There was no need of naming what l meant. We both had heard them. Then a few lank forms began to skulk Eomichbooks.com