Plea to Miss Marcia

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: Good evening, Miss Marcia - - - Sweetie.

: I'm pleased to see you escaped harm from the hurricane, and now that the wind and rain have stopped and the water is recedin', your pretty yard doesn't seem to be near as devastated as I had feared.  And, of course yer own bloomin' smile is all the sunshine we need here in Mohicanland.

: I'm sorry to be trackin' mud over yer clean-swept porch.  Dear me, I do apologize - - but ye see, I got a very special favor to ask of ye, and I couldn't stop to clean up before I came up from the river bank.  Seems there's a passel of folks and critters got dunked in the river for one reason or another, and Uncle Wiscone and the Delawares have been down there with a big net all afternoon scoopin' 'em out and dumpin' 'em on the bank.  And I wonder, with yer kind and generous nature, could ye see yer way clear to let us bring 'em up here to get tended to on yer front porch.  A bit of yer possum stew and a few of those warmin' drinks ye make so well would go a long way toward revivin' 'em.

: How many?  Well, let's see - - we got three wet dogs, about ten hives worth of soggy bees, She Who Tracks, one Gnome, two Indians, and Mlle Jeanne D'Arc, who p'arked her ark in the d'ark to lead the rescue efforts French style - and we all know what them French rescue efforts come to, don't we!  Unfortunately, the ark got loose and floated on down the river, and I don't know what's to become of the poor Old Crone and her wattle hut.  But can ye see yer way clear to feed up and dry out the rest of these poor ginks that managed to get themselves dunked?

: Ye know how I count on that tender way ye have about ye.


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