Where Are Ye, Lads??!!

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Posted by Many Flags on March 14, 2001 at 14:05:44:

14th March, 1759
We're in the stinking ravine!!!

Cousins Malcolm, Davey....Friends Johnston, MacGregor,...SOMEONE!!!!

We have been waiting for nigh on a week. Our store of beef jerky and parched corn is about all. We ran out of water three days ago, but since it rained, and oh....did it rain!!!....we have been sipping the muddy runoff in this ravine.....

BUT...COUSINS....Where is the green flag we asked you to wave so we can come in to the stockade??!!! We are firing this message over the stockade with a large slingshot which Three Tales has with him, seems his young son stuck it in his haversack before we left to come here with Seamus. But....cousins...WHERE ARE YE!!!???

We are hot, cold, wet, dry, hungry....and not being able to move from this ravine...we are beginning to stink like Redbud....speaking of this stinking varmint. We have seen him lurking around in the shadows of the forest with his 12 blackened Shawnee....very strange he looks....still naked and red, but now sporting a row of feathers on his bald, red head, and a string of feathers around his waist...however, they are small, white feathers. We believe them to be chicken feathers. Have you sighted him from the ramparts?

We await the green flag......WE AWAIT THE GREEN FLAG!!! Davey and Malcolm....where the hell is the GREEN FLAG!!!! Actually, Seamus has thought of ripping off a piece of his green leggins which he wears and wrapping this message in the green material....so when we use the slingshot to send you this message....YOU"LL HAVE A GREEN FLAG TO CALL US IN!!!

In desperation....yeh, yeh...Pax Aye!!!

Many Flags

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: 14th March, 1759
: We're in the stinking ravine!!!

: Cousins Malcolm, Davey....Friends Johnston, MacGregor,...SOMEONE!!!!

: We have been waiting for nigh on a week. Our store of beef jerky and parched corn is about all. We ran out of water three days ago, but since it rained, and oh....did it rain!!!....we have been sipping the muddy runoff in this ravine.....

: BUT...COUSINS....Where is the green flag we asked you to wave so we can come in to the stockade??!!! We are firing this message over the stockade with a large slingshot which Three Tales has with him, seems his young son stuck it in his haversack before we left to come here with Seamus. But....cousins...WHERE ARE YE!!!???

: We are hot, cold, wet, dry, hungry....and not being able to move from this ravine...we are beginning to stink like Redbud....speaking of this stinking varmint. We have seen him lurking around in the shadows of the forest with his 12 blackened Shawnee....very strange he looks....still naked and red, but now sporting a row of feathers on his bald, red head, and a string of feathers around his waist...however, they are small, white feathers. We believe them to be chicken feathers. Have you sighted him from the ramparts?

: We await the green flag......WE AWAIT THE GREEN FLAG!!! Davey and Malcolm....where the hell is the GREEN FLAG!!!! Actually, Seamus has thought of ripping off a piece of his green leggins which he wears and wrapping this message in the green material....so when we use the slingshot to send you this message....YOU"LL HAVE A GREEN FLAG TO CALL US IN!!!

: In desperation....yeh, yeh...Pax Aye!!!

: Many Flags

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