“Snapshot Saturday”
Two hounds bayed in the thicket. A cottontail rabbit bounded into the open, then circled away from the lady of the woods. She watched in great anticipation as the rabbit toyed with the beagles, hoping the furry lightning bolt would streak within range of the “Silver Cross,” her chiefs-grade trade gun. Old Northwest Territory, west of Lake Huron, in the Year of our Lord, 1797…
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