Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 37: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. oD on the platform, just in time to see our trunks delicately tossed out. They landed with a force that would have smashed any- thing but sole leather. Then three whin- ing dogs were pulled out and tied to the | trunks. | ‘‘ Where's the manager ?”’ called Treve. ‘“[’m here,” responded Bob, rubbing his head and gazing at the barking dogs, who nearly pulled the trunks around in their frantic endeavors to reach their masters. “ What’ll you have? ”’ ‘* Breakfast,’ said Joe, soberly. So we made an invasion on a restaurant, took the edge off our appetites, and, after securing food for the dogs, came back to the starting point. ‘You two hold down those trunks and see that no one steals the dogs, and Steve and I will hunt up a conveyance,” said Bob, briskly. ‘** And cash that draft,’ I added. The others assenting, we started out. We had to wait three hours for the bank to open. No trouble was experienced, and ‘we started in search of a horse and wagon. Inquiry at a livery stable failed to secure (EMME NOOO KS (E(0) mn