Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 162: what you’re looking at

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mL 5A IN THE SUNK LANDS. bank, and landed with a smash right in the dugout. In an instant we were struggling in the cold water. | ‘ Bl-r-r-r!” spluttered Sammy, as he came up. The dugout floated serenely down the stream, bottom up. ‘“Waugh-waugh !” [I stammered, expec- torating several mouthfuls of by no means clear water. The buck tossed his head viciously and swam directly for us. ‘Don’t let him hit you with his feet ! ete shouted Sammy ; ‘‘ they'll cut like knives.” Tam a good swimmer, but burdened with rubber boots that I could not shake off, my movements were laborious. He was almost on me when I dived, and, witha few strokes under water, came up below him and near Sammy, blowing pretty hard with the exertion. “This is fun,” he growled. .‘* We kain’t climb these muddy banks with wet clothes on afore he’ll git us, an’ the rifles air at the bottom o’ the bayou. I wished the dogs were y " The buck charged on us again and we. Eomichbooks.com