Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 72 of 288
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66 IN THE SUNK LANDS. Treve said afterward, and we agreed with him. fy The mournful howl of a dog interrupted _the conversation. Sitting on the bank with his nose elevated in the air, was one of Mr. Dunlap’s hounds. lt was the largest and best looking, and answered to the name of Boose. ‘ Well, [swan !” exclaimed Mr. Dunlap. ‘“There’s been a critter prowlin’ around yere as didn’t have no business yere, an’ hit wuz a two-legged critter, too!” The quartette exchanged glances. ‘“ You-uns been pestered by anybody ? ” continued Mr. Dunlap. “Why ?” asked Joe, evasively. ‘‘Cause Boose allers does that when he runs ‘cross the trail o’ a feller as is tryin’ to sneak out 0’ sight. Don’t know how he tells ; but Boose air a mighty smart hound. Hain’t any around this yere lake as kin kim up to him. I reckon hit wuz a Simp- son. Simpson’s the only mean man I know. Id like to git a clinch on Simpson once !”’ | ‘Perhaps Boose could find him!” I exclaimed. Gomicbooks.co