Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 33: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 29 eontinued, ‘‘ for he wouldn’t know what to do with it, and can’t write his own name.” ‘‘ Tf you have no objections, I'll take it to him,” I returned. ‘Railroad fare both ways would make it a rather expensive method of transmitting,”’ said Mr. Roberts, sarcastically. ‘| would like a vacation of about a month,’ | went on eagerly. ‘‘ Mr. Jimmer- son’s domicile will be one of our stopping places, and I can take it to him just as well as not.” | ‘* Hem,’ muttered Mr. Roberts. ‘* Four- teen hundred dollars gone up in smoke, and the entire office force struck for a vacation. If the Provident Association confiscates my business for charitable purposes, I don’t suppose I should be surprised.”’ Then he swung hastily around, knocked over his ink-stand and broke his pen. I waited patiently until the storm blew over, and then put in mildly : ‘‘[ did not take my summer vacation.”’ ‘“ All right,” he returned. ‘‘ Boys will be boys, I suppose. How long will you be gone ?”’ ‘«* A month.” GOmichdoo cs) (€(@) mn