Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 224 of 288
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214 IN THE SUNK LANDS. Another growl from the outside and another blow onthe door. Then Sammy drove the dogs into one corner and said : ‘* While I sling the door open be ready for him!” “ All was silent outside. I know my heart was hammering my palate when he threw open the door. A great form towered up; there was a hoarse growl; the flash of four rifles, and the form fell inside with a force that made the ground shake. | “Dead!” said Bob, trying to keep the dogs from biting the carcass. “As my great grandfather !” added Joe. ‘It looks as large as a cow,” I put in. ‘‘ We've got more bear meat than we know what to do with.” ‘The pelt is good,” observed Sammy. For several days we did nothing but eat and make the rounds of the traps. The pelts began to accumulate to such an ex- tent that Sammy was obliged to erect a shed outside to hold them. Then we had a grand deer hunt, and brought in five of the noble game, but we started so early in the day that we neglected Eomichbooks. co m