Re: On The Way To Bumppo's Tavern

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: : How do, Sheriff?

: : Fine night.  (Pssst.  He gotta come along? 
: : I don't relish having some two bit local 
: : constable as a drinking companion.)

: : Er, this place serve some vittles?  Got
: : a sour stomach, it seems.  Mebbe that 
: : squirell decided it was a mite old
: : afterall.

: : H.H. 

: (Psst - back at ye, Hurry)  Sheriff Twigg's good company, no problem.  Can sock back a bumper with the best of 'em.  What worries me is what he'll do if he finds Miss Marcia and Doc Mary goin' at each other.  May be fun for the rest of us, but Bent fondly believes Miss Marcia is the demurest southern lady in the Colony.  He's been courtin' her for so long, can't nobody remember when they wasn't an item, and she has him thinkin' she's got no rascally side to her at all.  How she does it, I don't know, but I wouldn't want to be in the way when he sees her and Doc Mary goin' at one o' their recreational catfights.  Let's see if we can't talk him into goin' somewheres else.  Got any idees?

: She Who Tracks


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