Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 57: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 53 precations loud and deep. Possession did not seem to be the best position, and yet we thought he had the best of us afew moments before. I made my way carefully along to the next tree, where Bob was stationed, care- fully keeping as many bushes between me and the camp as possible, for our enemy had sharp eyes. ‘What do you suppose he took such a position for, to be caught like this?” I asked. ‘“* He didn’t expect to be caught,” rephed Bob, grimly. ‘‘ He was probably lying in the bushes watching us. When we came off so foolishly together, he slipped in to carry off the guns, got interested in over- hauling the traps and we surprised him.” ‘‘ But he had plenty of time to get away, I protested. _ ‘““Tdon’tknowaboutthat. Didn’t the dogs 39 scent him first ?’’ demanded Bob. ‘*‘ He’s . no doubt formed a different opinion of us since he held us up and Joe shot at him. Possibly he thought we’d hunt him down with the dogs—we’re four to one, you know —and a stand behind those trunks is as GOMmichdoo “s) (E(o) aa