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'Silver Adventures of Captain Joshua Slane!'
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⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵...(Tour of "High Island")...Continued...
[Last time...]
Galligan sat up straight and spoke with a determined voice…”We made the offer…I explained it thoroughly; I showed 'em the plans…”
“An'?”
“They think it’s impossible! All the elders scoffed and the Chief rejected it out of hand!”
“Hmmm….” The Captain grunted, taking another drag on his pipe, “Ahh wuznae expectin’ ‘att…mah second mistake…”
Tension rose in the room and for some time, no one spoke. Then finally the Captain set his pipe down. His eyes looked hardened…green fireballs for eyes. It was clear that he was in a rage!
"Apparently Chief Minetoh doesnae ken me froms th' cheil in th' moon!"
(See: @joshuaslane/silver-adventures-captain-joshua-slane-22fe26-not-the-man-in-the-moon )
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[Seneca Village…the prisoner tee-pee…]
The night was a difficult one for Lieutenant Bleujay. 🥲 With her back to a post and her hands staked to the ground on either side of it, sleep was almost impossible. Lifting her head, she could see a dim light from the early dawn coming from the hole on the top of the tee-pee. Her heart swelled as she thought of being separated from her crew…the only European in all of the Seneca village.
‘Keptin won’t forget me!’⏒⏒⏒⏒ She thought to herself as she took a deep breath, ‘I know he won’t!’ ⏒⏒⏒⏒
Suddenly a soft squawk was heard near the top opening. Glancing up quickly, she saw an old friend…
“Spyug Groober! Oh, what a lovely surprise!” She said half to herself and half to the bird, “Groober! Groober, come down!”
The big bird cocked his head as if trying to understand. It was then that Bleujay noticed that he had a tiny bundle tied around his neck...
“Oh Groober! Please come down!” She coaxed.
Finally, as if somehow understanding his mission at last, the bird jumped through the hole in the ceiling and fluttered to a soft landing on her knee!
“What’s that you have in your bundle Groober?” Bleujay asked quietly as she smiled at the big black bird.
Groober cocked his head again and looked at her. He definitely was carrying something of importance.👜 'But how to get her hands on it?!' She vexed.
“Groober Sairrr, come up, come up on my shoulder!” Bleujay said hopefully in a calm voice.
The bird tilted his head again and hopped another six inches closer…
“Up! Up-up!”
Suddenly, if by luck or by understanding or perhaps divine intervention, the big bird jumped up onto her left shoulder and walked over directly towards her face!
“A little more Groober! A little more!” Bleujay coaxed ever so softly.
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📝 Note: "If th' Toor o' High Islain' has caught yer intrest, all o' me stoatin' adventures kin be foond by searchin':
Silver Adventures of Captain Joshua Slane
Oan yer 'Hife Search tool' an' sae forth." 😉 -Keptin
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References: - Data loosely interpretted froms: historica.fandom.com, Wikipedia, an' sometimes finely crafted reit from th' author's extensiff personal experience an' such.
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"Confused? Ascared? Seasick? Need tae gab with th' Keptin?- Skelp th' 'Reply' button muckers!" - Keptin
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