Squawk! Ack! Quack! Where's the Towne Crier???

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: *Quack-quack!  Squawk!  Waddle, waddle, waddle!*  
: Towne Cryer!!  TOWNE CRYER!!!  Come quickly!!  There's LOTS to be cried about!!  *Ack! Squawk!*  There are three, count'em, THREE new residents of Mohicanland, and they are a crazeeeee bunch!  *Squack!*
: *Quawk!*  Some wild woman named Adoo Addy is runnin' around at the Reverend's school, an' I heard from the Old Crone that she was kickin' an' stompin' an' bashin' in a most unlady-like manner!  *Urk!  Ack!* And then there's this KOA person who makes quilts, but wants to change our selection of vittles, can you IMAGINE!  *Squawksquawksquawk!!!*  And not only that, but there's some lady with a strange accent who makes a living selling POUPEE, and if that ain't awful, well my name's not Jemima Paddle Tale!  I tell ya, the sky is fallin', the sky is fallin'!!!  *Ack! Quack! Quake!*  

: Quick, Towne Cryer...alert the citizens!  We must run for cover!  We must hide in the woods!!  We must run away, run a-waaaaaaaaaay!!!!

: Yours Hysterically (as usual)
: Miss Paddle Tale
: Motto:  Paddle's my name, tellin' tales is my game!


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