Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 149: what you’re looking at

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IN THE-SUNK LANDS. 1438 The rest of the Quartette came out in time to lift me to my feet. Amid flashes of lurid light I saw the form of Sammy run a few feet, lift his rifle and fire at something running toward the tim- ber. A cry of pain came out of the dark- ness, and the dogs sprang away in that - direction. For a moment. everything was still. Even Loafer ceased to kick. ‘* Bring a light out yere,” called Sammy. Treve ran into the cabin and came back with a blazing fagot. ‘What did you hit ?.”’ asked Bob, as Sammy began to load his rifle. ‘The critter that was in the stable.”’ “ What was it—a panther?” I asked. “No. Hit wuz a two-laigged critter. | ‘low hit wuz one o’ them Swamp Angels prowlin’ around. He thought he'd walk off with Loafer; but the old hoss fooled him. When I got out yere there warn t nothin’ movin’; but when y’all kim sailin’ out he broke from behind astump an’ I let him have it afore I knowed what hit wuz.” ‘‘Is—is he dead ?”’ Lasked, hesitatingly. ‘““Goin’ to see.. One 0’ you-uns stay an’ COmMIC NOOO KSn(E