Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 230 of 288
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: a we ; . — as Sr. 4 v9 Ow = 220 IN THE SUNK LANDS. — could see, was untouched. The dogs were gone. : ‘“What can it mean ?”’ [asked, in an awe- struck voice. ‘‘It is past my comprehension,” replied Bob. ‘‘It looks to me as though Joe had taken the dogs and gone out for game, and has not got back yet.”’ ‘“ No need of that, with the bear meat and venison on hand.”’ Redoubled howling and a general fight seemed to be going on outside. ‘* Loafer!” I gasped. ‘Can't be! [ll bet they’ve got the meat down! Jerusalem! They'll starve us out.” ‘*Not much, they won't. When daylight comes, they'll slink off, unless [’m very much mistaken. We'll build the fire up, have something to eat, and wait for the boys to come.”’ ** But they can’t come with that pack of howling wolves out there,” protested Bob. “ This is a pretty mess all around.” an I agreed with him. . We prepared a supper of ash cake, coffee, and broiled venison, Of the latter, our Eomichooks.com