Leather-Clad Tales of Adventure and Romance, No. 38 — page 73: what you’re looking at

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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 67 ‘‘Couldn’t track him no furder than where he gotin hisdugout. Simpson lives on tother side of the lake,” observed Mr. Dunlap. ‘* But this fellow says he followed us from Jonesboro,’ broke in T'reve. ‘* Which feller?’ demanded Mr. Dunlap quickly. We explained. He listened to the story of our night’s adventure, and then said : “TI ‘low hit wuz Simpson. Mebby he wuz down to Jonesboro. He'd have to kim ‘cross the lake, an’ he jess hid his dugout sommers ‘long yere, so he’d have hit to go back in. I thought I heered shootin’ over yere last night, but the old woman ‘lowed I was looney.” ‘‘How many of the Simpsons are there ?”’ Bob asked. Mr. Dunlap admitted there were but two |! father and daughter. ‘‘The sooner we get to Ike Jimmerson’s place the better,” said Bob briskly. ‘I don’t believe we had better tackle the gentleman alone again, after letting him slip away as we did last night, and we'll get Ike to go along. Now, Mr. Dunlap, GOmMmicboo “SiG