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[Delmonico]

Down in the cellar, Delmonico hears Irish Tome go into the Wedgewood room and he then hears the seat drop, thrity seconds later he pulls the switch and hears screams come from the "electric chair."

[DArchangel]

i would have thought its more of an "electrick stool"

[Silver Creek Slim]

<Arthur's note: I was given a repro copy of the 1908 Sears Catalog last weekend. Many interesting items in it like this Graphophone.> 

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[Silver Creek Slim]

After Slim is done popping corn, he helps Litl Rooster finish stringin' corn. They go in and trim the tree with the popped corn strings while the FFg sleeps in her rocking chair.

[litl rooster]

After trimming the tree and eating the remaining popkorn, Slim and little rooster go to the door to see the OOOPS wagon come rolling up the road, running the 4 up today, with the extry Christmas freight. Sliding past the porch the Teamster pulls the team to a whoa. Another man in Brown Pants and Shirt jumps from the rear and trots a parcel to the house.(<part time Seasonal help) After signing my X he leaves a package..Hey Slim! Who's this fer, only has one werd on the box must be Trinty.

[Trinity]

<Arthur's note: I was given a repro copy of the 1908 Sears Catalog last weekend. Many interesting items in it like this Graphophone.> 

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
 

[Trinity]

Trinity is walking around the yard, stiff-limbed (like Frankenstein) and dazed.  He would like to get to the ladies, but he just can't seem to walk a straight line.  He watches as Mr. Nightlinger enters the waggon and as it slowly disappears over the horizon.  Frantically he tries to get to the waggon, but only ends up falling and landing in a snow drift, twitching.

Suddenly a brown stage driver barrels into the yard and covers Trinity with slush and snow.

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Irish wanders onto the porch with a painful expression on his face.  Hey Slim, where's the "Mighty Ten", I think ther's a critter hidin in the wedgewood room and it just bit me!

[Trinity]

Recovered, but frozen, Trinity slowly digs his way out of his snowy grave and mournfully looks in the direction that the waggon had gone. 

"Oh wail.  Ah gotta go see tha fambly, anyway."   

He walks into the house and yells inside: "MURRAY CHRMMAS!!!!!  Ah gotta go down ta 'Lanter, but will be back in a few weeks.  Anyone want some ashes fer a souvenir?  Ah hair tell that they got plenny...   OK, Bah y'all!"

MERRY CHRISTMAS FOLKS!!!!!

[Delmonico]

Slim goes in and sees no creature in the Wedgewood and since he ate his prunes last night (dried apricots are better but Slim don't like them ) he decides to sit and "rest" awhile and read the book on ammunition that Delmonico left in there.

Delmonico hears this above him and throws the switch.  As Slim hollors, Delmonico barly stiffles a laugh. 

But through his mind a disembodied voice with a Russian accent keeps telling him, "Use alternating current, the results will be more dramatic."

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim runs from the wasser klosset lookin' fer the "Mighty Ten". "Tom, that critter in the Wedgewood room bit me, too! Now where did I put that street canon." 

[Delmonico]

Delmonico removes all traces of the wires before coming upstairs, with turnips in his hand.   "Slim, don't be blowing up the Wedgewood."  Delmonico goes in and uses it, he comes out as says, "see, everything is fine."

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Some critter bit me when I used the Wasser Klosset." 

[Delmonico]

Christmas Eve has come to the Dismal River valley, delmonico is up making last minute preperations for Christmas, the electric water closet should get enough coal for winter.  Trinity and Slim have left, the FFg is in her room sleeping, litl rooster has went back to his cave, Sodbuster is in his sod house and Irish Tom is off doing what ever.

Delmonico sees that they have hung their stockings on the mantle before leavin'.  Delmonico goes to the barn and gets some balin' wire and fixes the hole in Trinity's.

Delmonico goes to his office and digs out the fooony-grapf that has been fixed and puts on a Christmas song:

I was in the arroyo, gathering strays, ya see cowboys and cattle don't get holidays.
I would have been finished except for on little guy, who kept leading me farther away.
Up on the mesa and through a ravine, past the Indian ruins and a muddy red stream.
I stopped for a monent cause I was bone tired and I guess that I started to dream.
I saw three painted ponies, three dark skinned men, masks made of clay and voices like wind.

We seek the soul of all that is good, we come bearing gifts of corn, water and wood.
Stop and behold, all that is good, give thanks for the corn, water and wood.

Now I'm an ol' trail hand and all that I belive is yer boots and your saddle are all that you leave.
No miracles happen, no angels appear, yet there were three men standing there.
I shook myself over, had I been asleep, that's three Pueblo children, tending their sheep.
And they yelled Merry Christmas as the brought me my stray,
and their voices rang through the mesquite.

We seek the soul of all that is good, we come bearing gifts of corn, water and wood.
Stop and behold, all that is good, give thanks for the corn, water and wood.

Delmonico sits back in his chair to rest and as he's falling asleep the durn blue light comes through his window and takes him away again.

[Sod Buster]

Delmonico sits back in his chair to rest and as he's falling asleep the durn blue light comes through his window and takes him away again.

From his soddy, Sod Buster sees the blue light from the heavens and it causes him to drop to one knee and say a prayer for all his friends and neighbors that are not feeling well this holiday season.  May God Bless them all.

[litl rooster]

From his soddy, Sod Buster sees the blue light from the heavens and it causes him to drop to one knee and say a prayer for all his friends and neighbors that are not feeling well this holiday season.  May God Bless them all.

Well said Pard

[Marshal harpoluke]

 

Marshal Sees Delmonico placing wires and figers out what He a doing.  Sheep sneaks into Dells basement and pours strange licquid on floor (potesium perchorate)taps Dells wires to tha detinator,  when dell flips switch goes KaBoom!

Fills basement with smoke dell gets out  slips n trips into pile of stear  n Sheep dropings Marshall n Sheep left.


Marshal N Sheep LOL!

Merry Christmas You'll.

[Delmonico]

Much later on Christmas Eve the blue light drops Delmonico off again and once again he's wearin' a backward nightshirt as he heads for the house.

[Delmonico]

Everyone on The Ranch With No Name is asleep except for Delmonico, he hears the sleigh drawn by the eight Pronghorn Alny-lolpoe stop in the yard.  It has delivered a grasshopper plow and a team of mules at the soddy, a F.E. Menna saddle with Sam Stag riggin' at the cave.

At the ranch he leaves a couple cases of Guniess Stout for Tom, several coils of copper tubing for Trinity.  For Slim there is a brand new London Best shotgun, 10 ga of course, Slim's brand it worked into the twist steel of the barrels.   There is lots of flannel cloth and mohair yarn for the FFg.

By the strange talkin'picture in the hallway there is a picture of a bicycle with a little steam engine on it.  

Delmonico peeks out the window as Santa is fillin' the old dugout with coal and parked by it is a new Steam Traction engine.

As the sleigh takes off, the music in Delmonico's room can be heard:

We seek the soul of all that is good, we come bearing gifts of Corn, Water and Wood.
Stop and behold all that is good, give thanks for the Corn, Water and Wood.

Merry Christmas.

[Lucky Irish Tom]

While Del is off playing with the blue light the Brown wagon appears in the yard.  The driver says,Are you Irish Tom.  Yep is the reply, he throws a large bundle at Tom's feet, Tom see the return address from his home country the package arrived in time.  Tom had sent home for warm woolen socks for everybody since the winter here is cold.  he unwraps the bundle sorts out the sizes and places two pair in everybody's stockings by the fireplace.  He also places a package marked FFg under the tree that contains a warm woolen wrap.

Merry Christmas to All!    May God Bless Us Each and Every One of Us!