Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 257: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 247 ‘““T never’d a-thought you'd a-gone back on me like this,” growled Simpson. ‘Neither did I,” said Jim Lacy, calmly. ‘‘[ kinder mistrusted there was somethin’ up when you kim bouncin’ in yere one night with Miggy an’ your darter. An’ hit wuz ~’eause you nailed fourteen hundred from these chaps that you wanted ‘em run out, eh?” “(Quite cute,’ added Treve. “Well, Pll ” began Simpson, anertly. ‘* Now don’t get excited,’ I advised, turn- ing the rifle toward him in a very trying manner. He glared furiously at us, and then sud- denly his foot shot up and the rifle flew into the corner. He sprang toward the door ; but Bob and Treve were holding themselves in readiness for just such an action and were on him almost before he reached 1t. They grappled, rolled outside, and Simp- son's wonderful good fortune must have still been with him, for he landed on top. Be- fore Joe and I could get out he was on his feet and running toward the timber. ‘‘He’s gone!” yelled Jim Lacy. EoOmMmicvooksre