BOG BOGLES 



lurking boa constrictor resting balefully 

 on them when the creature itself was con- 

 cealed. It was something like that, and 

 I looked about rather uneasily. Probably 

 the bog voices were getting on my nerves 

 and it was time to go home. Then I 

 glanced over one side of the boat and 

 very nearly jumped over the other, for 

 there were the two grim eyes, in a great 

 horny head as big as my two fists, look- 

 ing up at me. 



I had been amusing myself with imag- 

 ining that I heard the little people of the 

 bog, but here was the great dragon, the 

 very devil himself, sunning his black hulk 

 on a fairy acre of bog grass. At its 

 further end I saw his tail, as large as my 

 forearm at the base, tapering with alli- 

 gator-like corrugations to its tip. I saw 

 his great webbed feet as large as my hand 

 and furnished with claws. I saw his thick 

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