Re: A Tale of Reversed Dreamcatchers, Wicked Weaves, and Mohicans on the Lam.........

Posted by Rebecca on January 13, 1998 at 20:33:40:

In Reply to: Re: A Tale of Reversed Dreamcatchers, Wicked Weaves, and Mohicans on the Lam......... posted by Rebecca, the sinful on January 13, 1998 at 20:24:53:

Elaine Responds:
Yes..... but as Hawkeye and Ching head west to Can-tuc-kee, believing they are free at least from the shackles of helpless damsels and pompous Brits,a runner reaches them....... deep in the forest. Ching suspects there's trouble brewing, so he kills the messenger. Alas! The intrepid hero Hawkeye sees something clutched in the left hand of the dead courier (left hand,
because his right hand was blown off lighting firecrackers). He pries the left hand open.... there's a crumpled piece of paper, small, beige,...Hawkeye carefully uncrumples the paper. He places it on a rock, he smooths it out, he studies it,..... "What the bloody hell does it say?" screams Ching, whose English is getting better than his judgment. "I don't know. I don't speak French!" They both slowly turn toward each other, shrug, and start to rise. Just at that moment, a chilling wind blows across the dead
one-handed courier. The small, white crumpled paper blows upward and flutters for a moment, though truly, it seemed like days and days.It lands on Hawkeye's breech clout. "Ah!" he cries. "Now I understand."Ching becomes nervous, impatient, agitated. "What is it? Is it a spirit?" Hawkeye shakes his head, "No, it was upset down." He begins to read;
"Hey! Come quick! The spirit of the dead Uncas is
haunting me! He follows me everywhere, blames me for his
death. And he says that mad woman Cora is stirring trouble up and down the frontier. Get out here ASAP. I've got a film set for production in March.
We'll do lunch!

Michael Mann
P.S. How's Ching?"

Hawkeye grabs Killdeer, leaps to his feet, shakes his wild mane, and covers his tracks.... all in one smooth motion. "We're outta here!" he tells Ching. The Old Mohican rolls his eyes, shrugs his shoulders, and asks; "What bloody hell plan is this?" as he follows Hawkeye from the deep forest.
To be continued.......................

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• Re: A Tale of Reversed Dreamcatchers, Wicked Weaves, and Mohicans on the Lam......... Rebecca 20:49:19 1/13/98 (10)
  • Re: A Tale of Reversed Dreamcatchers, Wicked Weaves, and Mohicans on the Lam......... Jo 21:44:14 1/13/98 (9)
    • The Mohican Saga Continues......... E 06:39:56 1/14/98 (8)
      • Re: The Mohican Saga Continues......... Rebecca's Room-mate 10:08:21 1/14/98 (4)
        • Re: The Mohican Saga Continues......... Myrrh 13:38:28 1/14/98 (0)
        • Mohican Saga concludes..... E 13:27:30 1/14/98 (0)
        • Re: The Mohican Saga Continues......... Bill R 12:45:22 1/14/98 (1)
          • Re: The Mohican Saga Continues......... Rebecca 12:56:45 1/14/98 (0)
      • Re: The Mohican Saga Continues......... Bill R 07:55:41 1/14/98 (2)
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: Elaine Responds:
: Yes..... but as Hawkeye and Ching head west to Can-tuc-kee, believing they are free at least from the shackles of helpless damsels and pompous Brits,a runner reaches them....... deep in the forest. Ching suspects there's trouble brewing, so he kills the messenger. Alas! The intrepid hero Hawkeye sees something clutched in the left hand of the dead courier (left hand,
: because his right hand was blown off lighting firecrackers). He pries the left hand open.... there's a crumpled piece of paper, small, beige,...Hawkeye carefully uncrumples the paper. He places it on a rock, he smooths it out, he studies it,..... "What the bloody hell does it say?" screams Ching, whose English is getting better than his judgment. "I don't know. I don't speak French!" They both slowly turn toward each other, shrug, and start to rise. Just at that moment, a chilling wind blows across the dead
: one-handed courier. The small, white crumpled paper blows upward and flutters for a moment, though truly, it seemed like days and days.It lands on Hawkeye's breech clout. "Ah!" he cries. "Now I understand."Ching becomes nervous, impatient, agitated. "What is it? Is it a spirit?" Hawkeye shakes his head, "No, it was upset down." He begins to read;
:               "Hey! Come quick! The spirit of the dead Uncas is
:   haunting me! He follows me everywhere, blames me for his
: death. And he says that mad woman Cora is stirring trouble up and down the frontier. Get out here ASAP. I've got a film set for production in March.
: We'll do lunch!

: 
: Michael Mann
: P.S. How's Ching?"

: Hawkeye grabs Killdeer, leaps to his feet, shakes his wild mane, and covers his tracks.... all in one smooth motion. "We're outta here!" he tells Ching. The Old Mohican rolls his eyes, shrugs his shoulders, and asks; "What bloody hell plan is this?" as he follows Hawkeye from the deep forest.
: To be continued.......................



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