Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 254: what you’re looking at

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244 IN THE SUNK LANDS. Simpson and Joe must have recognized those words, for they were similar to the ones uttered by Joe when we first made Simpson’s acquaintance. « And,” I added, ‘‘ don’t try any knock- ing down, for I shall watch for just such a move and perforate you on the first indica- tion.”’ “You won't git the money,” he growled. ‘“Tve put that where you-uns will never see hit again.”’ ‘Then we'll have the satisfaction of see- ing you serve ten years at hard labor,” re- turned Joe, advancing cautiously. ‘Well, yere’s the gun,” said Simpson, holding it out butt first. ‘* Idon’t want to see you sneakin’ up fur hit, an’ you'll git hit any way seein’ you got the drap on me.” ‘ That’s right,” replied Joe, more cheer- fully. ‘Kf hit warn’t fur you-uns, these Swamp Angels would never have tetched me,” remarked Simpson, derisively. “Well, we got you now,” responded Mr. Lacy with alacrity. ‘I didn’t think you'd show dirt, Milt,” he continued, in an agrieved tone, 9 Gomichbooks.com