Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 212: what you’re looking at

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202 IN THE SUNK LANDS. stay yere an’ see that nothin’ pesters the game, an’ I'll take Boose an’ go fur him.” To this we agreed, so Sammy, with Boose limping after him, departed. Not a long time afterward he came back with Loafer, his bridle and collar, a few straps, and an axe. Then he cut down a couple of saplings fourteen feet high, and tied the butt ends to Loafer’s eollar, the small end resting on the ground. We caught the idea, and soon a strong litter was formed, and the carcass of the bear rolled upon 1t. With Sammy at the bridle to guide him over the most accessible route, Loafer soon drew his load to the cabin. Bear steaks and bear-paw soup formed many a meal afterwards, The weather moderated shehtly, but not enough to melt the snow. ‘Hit won’t be long at this rate,” said Sammy, ‘‘ afore the b’ars that is left out an’ the wolves'll be prowlin’ round yere fur somethin’ to yeat.”’ “Then all we'll have to do will be to sit in the door and shoot them,’’ said Bob. 9 ‘Hum! Idon’t reckon we kin stay up © Eomichbooks.co mn