Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 74: what you’re looking at

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68 IN THE SUNK LANDS. we ll get our wagon and horse on board.” We managed to do this after half an hour’s desperate struggle, for Loafer abso- lutely refused to step on the boat, so we obligingly dragged him on. ‘* Do you know Ike Jimmerson ? ” asked Joe, as Mr. Dunlap commenced to pole the boat away from the shore. ‘Well, I should articulate !’’ exclaimed Mr. Dunlap. ‘‘ Known him for ten year. He lives about four miles from t’other side. ‘'There’s a road over there that'll take you-uns right to his place.” ‘* And where is Blue Creek ? ” ‘ That’s about four miles, too, only hit’s furder down. It’s sommers nigh two miles from Jimmerson’s.”’ We were moving slowly along what might be termed ‘ streets” through the willows. Similar openings appeared on both sides until it seemed little short of instinct that told Mr. Dunlap which direction to go. And he had informed us that the lake was about two miles wide at that place. ‘This would bea great place to get lost,” observed Bob. | ‘“ Yes, an’ fellers that goes out in yere Eomicbooks.co