Posted by She Who Tracks La Longue Carabine on July 28, 1999 at 21:06:01:
Good evening, Old Crone. I sure am glad to see you back in town, and I come over to ask if you can give me some help here. Seems the party at Miss Marcia's last night was a mite rough on my old hound, Hector. He mixed it up fer fair with Miss Gaylee's cat and was missin' all night, and thisafternoon he come crawlin' out of the swamp lookin' like a patchwork quilt that got shot out of a cannon. There's not too much of him that matched before, but now he's pretty well rearranged in most of his parts, and I was wonderin' if you got any of them healin' yarbs that fix whatever ails ye?
I haven't got much in the way of goods to trade fer yer help, since the summer's gotten too hot fer huntin' to be much good, but I had an idee that I thought might blow yer skirt up (if ye won't take offense at such a down-home sayin'). I noticed yer wattle hut is in need of some serious repair, and I thought some of us folks in town might get up a little party this weekend and design and put together a new one fer ye. Sartain the ladies can come work together to plan how it ought to look, and I know I can rassle up a crew from Bumppo's Tavern to bring off a hut-raisin' that'll beat anything we've seen around here. Why,with a little effort, we could put ye in a hut that'd be the invy of the whole frontier. Do ye think that'd make it worth while fer ye to doctor my hound a little?
She Who Tracks
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