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"Marvelous!
Bravo for you, Your Royal Marshie 459," said
G. Granma had a sudden idea. "Let me
borrow your pocket knife, Hoo." "Okay,
but don’t loose it." he said. Granma found
a piece of soft bark lying around and turned
it over. She carved into it with the knife:
Royal Marshie 459. The sign still hangs over
the hut door to this day. If you are in doubt,
just go check it out.
Marsha 399 brought out some fish and rooty things
like ‘taters. This was the first real meal they
had had in awhile. J didn’t call fruit a real
meal. He saved the head, tail, fins and guts
for da Muff, which she scarfed in a second. Then
J remembered the stash of fruit that they had
in the baskets which were now off the horses
while they grazed. He went to his basket and
got 3 bananas for the Marshies, 5 avacados and
5 mangoes for each of them. What a feast! I don’t
think the Marshies had ever eaten such fruit
before. They were in heaven with snaggle toothed
grins as well as orange mango smeared on their
faces and dripping down their chins.
Julio sure wished he could catch a sea horse
and take it with him, but . . . As he went to
the waters’ edge for one last look, he swore
that one of the sea horses waved goodbye to him
with its fin.
J led the horses over to the well and with a
log dipper got water out for the them. It was
only about 3:30 or 4:00 PM when they got the
horses dressed up again and were ready to mount.
Marshie 459 asked: "An whaddya call deez
beests dat kerry youins aroun?" "They
are called horses," replied G. "Orzez" repeated
M 459.
"And what’s the little Marsha’s name?" asked
Julio. "She’s Marsha 101. "Marsha 101" asked
J, " do you have any rope or string that I
could have?" Marshie 101 had not spoken a
word, and had only played with a seaweed doll,
dressing it with scraps of a rough gunny sack like
material. M 101 ran into the hut and came back
with small round cords of bright red material.
She looked at her mom and dad and they nodded,
so she gave them to Julio. There were three of
them about three feet long each. "Perfect!" says
Hoo. Then she ran back into the hut and came out
with some burlap bag looking kinda twine … a whole
roll of it. And she gave this to Julio too. He
could tell that they were very poor and this was
at great sacrifice. He turned his back to her,
took out his pocket knife, and cut a big section
out of his bright green undershirt and took it
over to her seaweed doll.
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