“A Twig Snapped”

“Snapshot Saturday”

Msko-waagosh examines a clam shell, then a twig snapped...

A pearly-white object interrupted the returned white captive’s still-hunt. Two halves of a clam’s shell rested in the grass beside the watering hole. More shells, some broken with teeth marks, lay nearer the water. “The work of an ambitious raccoon,”  the woodsman whispered. Then a twig snapped in the cedar trees to the west… Old Northwest Territory, in the Year of our Lord, 1795…

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