Posted by Miss Marcia on January 22, 1999 at 09:19:02:
In Reply to: Re: Message to Simon Girty posted by Mr. Girty, the White Renegade on January 21, 1999 at 22:44:44:
Simon Girty wrote:
: O'siyo!
: I thank you Madame,
: its hard to find the time to roast possum when fighting the skulking kind of war. I will be sure that my Wyandot brothers will not put your humble home to the torch & will pass you by ;-)
: I'll have to fight Sa-Lo-Li over the fuu-uuudge though, but I fear not this lil' squirrel, I stand a good head & shoulders above him
: --grin--
: will fire a shot & give a yell when close by...
: Wado!
: "Katepacomen"
: [S. Girty]
Dear Keepacomin', er...Katacombing...uh...Mr. Girty!
You are most welcome, Sir. Having a sister who's pretty good at skulking herself (Sassy Soothsayer), I know that it can keep one quite busy. I've had to handle the possum roasting around here for many years, as a result, which is how my Famous Downhome Kitchen got started.
While you are out a-skulkin' an' a-fightin', could you please keep an eye out for Sheriff Twigg's errant nephew, Dweebie Day-Lewis? The good Sheriff is somewhat worried that the poor fool has gotten himself captured by hostiles somewhere, or is wandering around the countryside, lost and pathetic, and would like to have him back again, though I can't imagine why! You'll recognize him when you see him...thick glasses, stick-like arms, looks a bit like Wally Cox, only meeker. I know this is not your usual type of endeavor, but I thought perhaps you'd make an exception in this case...as a personal favor, kinda like? I'd be ever so grateful! So would Sheriff Twigg, and it never hurts to have a Sheriff on your side, now does it? If you see or hear anything of ol' Dweeb, could you send me a message, quick-like, and I'll let Bent Twigg know you've got the situation under control. Oh, and try to keep that moron calm...the Dweebster is subject to asthma attacks when frightened. Pretty much has him wheezing all the time, doncha know!
Thank you most kindly for any help you can give in this matter, and thank you, as well, for sparing my humble home from the torch.
Yours Most Graciously,
Miss Marcia
PS...perhaps we'd better keep our little "relationship" a bit of a secret, what with your reputation, an' all. Some folks around these parts might get the wrong idea, and that can ruin a gal's good name. Not to mention that a few well-meaning citizens might even try to set up an ambush to capture your OWN self. Yes, I think we'd better be VERY discreet, if you get my drift.