Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 45: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 41 me off my guard. Has that poeket-book hit the ground yit ? ” It hadn’t, but it did the next second. I did not propose to stop a charge of buckshot for being backward, when I would probably lose it in the end. ‘“It might injure these watches to be thrown on the ground,” pleaded Treve. “Kf they're valuable I'll run the risk.” ‘* But they ain’t.”’ ‘Then I guess hit ain’t any great loss. Toss ’em out!” How galling it was to sit there and be told what to do with our own property ! And the only barrier against insubordina- tion was the fear that we would have to stop the contents of that gun. The dogs were inclined to interfere ; but we ordered them under the wagon to pre- vent them from getting shot. ‘Has that fellow on the last seat sent his watch out yit? My finger’s on the trig- ger !”’ Joe’s watch followed immediately. (Juite a little haul,” said the gentleman who commanded the situation, stepping to the side of the wagon and picking up the “S (E(@) Pa GOMmMIGDOO im ‘