In the Sunk Lands — page 126: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 1138 trapper, that had been interrupted by our arrival the night before. The rest looked on with profound interest until the deal was closed and then sauntered off with the two trappers. Mr. Jimmerson ran over the pelts lying on the porch to make sure that he had not miscalculated them, then, turning to us, he said : | ‘“Y’all better unload your trunks an’ make yourselves to home. Y’ll won’t want to start out afore to-morrow mornin’. [reckon y all want some breakfust by this time.” We replied that a little would be accept- able. “The old woman'Il fix y’all up somethin’. Sammy !”’ The sound of an axe that could be heard at regular intervals in the rear suddenly ceased. Sammy came around the house, with his hands in his pockets, as usual, and a very bashful air. ‘“Sammy, said Mr. Jimmerson, ‘‘ you ~ help the poye kerry their trunks into the side room, an’ then see that they ee t git lonesome.’ We protested. Eomicbooks.c¢