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Thursday, January 5, 2006


1:13a


Song= Good Manners and Customs - Daisuke Ishiwatari

Hey everyone. Pretty uneventful day. My car is still not working... looks like I'll have to pay to get it going agian, if it will...

I've got nothing to say really, so I'm telling a story!

The White Wolf
as written by Alvin Schwartz


The timger wolves around French Creek had gotten out of hand. There were so many wolves, the farmers could not stop them from killing thier cattle and sheep. So the state put a bounty on them. It would pay a hunter ten dollars for every wolf pelt he turned in.

A butcher in town named Bill WIlliams thought that was pretty good money. He stopped working as a butcher and started killing wolves. He was good at it. Ever year he killed over five hundred of them. That came to more than five thousand dollars. It was quite a bit of money on those days.

After four of five years, Bill had killed so many wolves, there were hardly any left in that area. So he retired, and he voewd never to harm another wolf because wolves had made him rich.


Then one day a farmer reported that a white wolf had killed two of his sheep. He had shot at it and hit it, but the bullets didn't have any effect. Soon that wolf was seen all over the countryside, killing and running. But nobody could stop it.

One night it came into Bill's yard and killed his pet cow. Bill forgot about his decision never to hard another wolf. He went into town the next morning and bought a young lamb for bait. He took it out into the hills and tied it to a tree. Then he backed off about fifty yards and sat down under another tree. With his gun in his lap, he waited.



When Bill didn't come back, his friends started looking for him. Finally they found the lamg. It was still tied to the tree. It was hungry, but it was alive. Then they found Bill. He was still sitting agianst the other tree, but he waas dead. His throat had been torn open.



But there was no sign of a struggle. his gun hadn't been fired. And there were no tracks in the soil around him. As for the white wolf, it was never seen agian.




Sadako-chan: That wasn't that scary Zappa-kun.



Irae-chan: I didn't really care for it. A white puppy tricked me once.

...

Well, tea anyone?






~Zappa


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