Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 136: what you’re looking at

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130 IN THE SUNK LANDS. — were lying close to the two figures on the seround. I walked softly toward them as Bob did the same on the other side. The wild cat was standing with its fore- paws on Joe, who was lying very quiet, with his head covered with his arms, and his face close to the earth to protect his eyes. It was about the size of my setter Dan, but a great deal heavier, with shorter legs and a bushy tail. What we did would have to be done quickly, for, if it began to scratch, work must be speedy to save poor Joe’s back. I knew about how the claws felt after being pinned down by a panther, and had heard how they hang on with their forefeet while they work their hind ones. The latter be- ing supplied with claws about two inches long, you can imagine how they would cut a person up. Butcher knives would be no rival. The beast eyed me furtively as I ap- proached. Just then, by the feeble lhght of the torches, I caught sight of something glistening on the ground. Eomicbooks.co nm -