Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 181: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS, 173 judging from his angry tone, the boys con- eluded that he had not found Sammy and me. Then they dozed off toward dawn, to be awakened by Jim Lacy’s voice in the next room. ‘Hit wuz a blamed sight furder from where we nabbed the three o’’em to the cabin’n [ thought ; but when we got. there, there warn’t nothin’ but an old ragged hoss an’ alot o’ yellin’ hounds in the shanty. We're goin’ up there agin’ this mornin an’ git the other two an’ the old hoss—the dogs kin take keer 0’ themselves ; I hain’t got no hankerin’ to let’em out.” Afterward ‘‘ Mis Lacy,’’ accompanied by six other women, all armed with clubs, came in, and unfastening the boys, bonds, placed some venison and ash cake before them. | Their arms were so stiffand lame, from being tied so long, that they could hardly convey the food to their mouths. ‘T'o have tried to escape would have ended in being promptly knocked down. The women watched every mouthful dis- appear, and finally Mrs. Lacy began: ‘* The igee 0’ us pore wimming a-workin’ EONMCE OC K<Sae