Posted by Bent Twigg on September 26, 1999 at 11:07:14:
Miss Marcia, what's this I hear about The Old Crone gettin' scalped? She Who Tracks came racin' past the Town Square this mornin' yelpin somethin' about it, and durned if I know what she was talkin' about. Granted, you can't always put stock such news comin' from somebody who appears to have been raised by wolves, but then we HAVE had some hostile movements about the colony lately, and I wouldn't put it past them pesky Hurons to be back on the warpath again. Have you seen anything of The Old Crone lately, and should we be thinkin' about takin' up a collection for a wig?
On the other hand, She was fair distraught over findin' that net hangin' all cut up and empty from the hickory tree and thinkin' that wild cat is still roamin' around the town. She just hates it when she loses a good pelt. Been doin' nothing but grumblin' and grousin' all day. Time to send her into the forest on a huntin' trip again. The traders are beginnin' to gather back in town, and they're going to want skins to take back to Albany.
Ah, such a fine mornin' and such a fine cup o' coffee, and such a pleasure to be sittin' here lookin' at your blooming face. Nothing more peaceful than a sunny, cool Sunday morning in Mohicanland!
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