Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 208: what you’re looking at

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198 IN THE SUNK LANDS. CHAPTER XVIII. WE BUILD A TRAP AND CATCH A BEAR. ‘Steve Dane, you're gone this time, sure!” [ thought, as pursued and pursuer made the bark fly in clouds from the hick- ory. ‘‘ You’ve taken too big a tree, and the bear can climb faster than you can.” I gave one hasty glance down and noted the bloodshot eyes, the blood trickling down his nose from Joe’s shot, and the great, horny claws within two inches of my boot heel. _. The boys were running toward the tree, under which the hounds were baying like all possessed. ‘ Slide out onalimb !” shouted Sammy. ‘Git out as fur as you kin.” Without a second’s hesitation I swung out on the nearest, and went out backwards. Eomicbooks.c