In the Sunk Lands — page 66: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. DO. “Won't hit!” yelled the besieged. ‘¢ Mebby this will.” There was a flash and arattle of the shot among the leaves and bushes as he fired in the direction of Treve’s voice. One of the dogs whined a little, as though it had been scratched, then silence reigned, broken by Bob’s asking softly if Treve was hit. ‘‘No,” replied my plucky brother. ‘‘ He'll have to shoot ueeaden a three foot neo before he hits me.’ Joe fired twice, taking care to shoot Hehe The other laughed derisively and called out: ‘You're wastin’ powder, pardner. Yvallll have to shoot through two loaded trunks afore y ll kin hit me, an I reckon there hain’t a shootin’ iron among y’all as kin do that.”’ Both parties. subsided. It was too dark to see anything but the faint outlines of objects outlined against the sky, while any- thing close to the ground was invisible. By lying down I could see the top part of the wagon. Occasionally we would call to one another, which never failed to bring a response from EOmMmicboo <s) (E(0) As |