Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 47: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 43. If the stranger had been in that ‘ busi- ness afore,” he had certainly made a mis- take this time. His gun was pointed a little below us, and he dared not raise it with that black tube staring hin in the face. ‘Don’t raise your gun,’ was Joe’s first command. ‘*‘ We were never in this busi- ness before, but no doubt you recognize the fact that I have got the drop on you.”’ “Well?” he snarled. ‘Yes; pretty well for us,” Joe acquiesced. “Steve, will you jump down and relieve him of that pocket-book and gun? Don't you try to stop him, mister, or you will get a 45 through your head, and never be of any good afterwards ! ” It was not a commission | liked; but, being called upon, I did not stop to think about any danger. I clambered down, and, stepping across the six feet of intervening ground, prepared to carry out instructions. ‘Which pocket did he put it in?” I asked, thinking more of getting possession of the money than his gun. “Find out!” he snapped out. ‘“ Short and sweet,” laughed Bob, . GOMmichdoo s) (E(0) nm.