Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 253: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 243 leave turn both bar’ls loose in yere an’ git away in the timber as not.” I moved in back of Jim Lacy. The men before me protected my movements, and I doubt if Simpson had even an inkling of what I had done. I took a rifle out of Smoky Bill’s unresist- ing hand, and then, shoving it between Bob and Joe covered Simpson before he knew what had happened. ‘You don’t seem to recognize the fact that ’ve got the ‘drap’ on you,” said I, trying to imitate his voice as much as pos- sible. | His face turned the color of ashes. His gun was pointed at us, and he could have pulled the trigger, but to have done so would seal his fate. Verily he was ata disadvantage, although I doubt if I could fire at any person unless my life was in ereat peril. ‘Now, Joe,” I went on coolly, ‘‘ will you step over and relieve him of his gun and that pocket-book which he ought to have about him? Don’t you try to stop him, Simpson, or you'll get a bullet through you, and never be any good afterward, © Gomicbooks (E(@)