⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵...(Tour of "High Island")...Continued...
[Last time...]
“Such an interesting twist to the story.” Bleujay said as she pulled a tray down from the rack and slid it along the rails behind Kerrislravenhill, “It wasn’t your fault Sairrr, we’re all to blame.”
Luckily there was enough food for all of them to have a late supper and when Trumpman looked up at the drink spicket his eyes lit up and he forgot his dark mood…
“Beer!”
(See: https://hive.blog/silver/@joshuaslane/silver-adventures-captain-joshua-slane-20au26-go-north )
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[River Niagara…on the Silverton…lower deck...]
The small Indian boy held his breath as he looked at the young man in front of him who seemed to be of the same age! The dog ‘Doug’ brought the rubber ball back to Tipper and waited for the next throw, but the game was over for the moment...
“You're…a Seneca?” Tipper said hesitantly.
The Indian boy slowly relaxed his stance as he began to sense no threat was posed…
“I am…Little Grey Wolf…”
“Little Grey Wolf? That’s a good name! Ha!” Tipper replied with a smile as he tossed the ball from hand to hand, “Do you want to play ball?”
“”Ball?”
“Yes! Watch!” Tipper replied as he bounced the rubber ball on the floor and sent it into the young Indian’s hands!
“Ahhhh! O-gäh-gwäh!”
“O- what?”
“O-gäh-gwäh! We play this game too!” Little Grey Wolf confirmed as he rolled the ball about in his hands, not recognizing the material. He then tossed in on the floor and unlike the Indian balls this one bounced high and out into the outer corridor sending ‘Doug’ cascading after it in a mad rush!
“Hahaha!”
“Haha-hee!”
The boys both laughed after they ran off in hot pursuit!
[Youngstown…the following morning…]
Warrior Running Fox paused momentarily at the outskirts of the town. He knew that the white folk were well familiar with the precious cargo that they carried…
“Stay here! Do not enter the town! Guard the box and if any should come and question, kill them!” (Translated) He said sternly as he gave the death symbol of a swipe across his neck with his hand.
The warriors all sat down in the brush and set the heavy box on the ground as Running Fox wandered deeper into the town and slowly disappeared into the crowd.
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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: - Pictures from: www.freeimages.com, www.pexels.com, pixabay.com, Hive.blog, World Coin News, Wikipedia an’ www.google.com/maps. Data also 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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