Although gratefull for another warm night in the arms of morphious, (at no charge I hope) and I hope it was morphious's arms that were around me, or a pretty girls..The sailor cannot freeze, he simply has far too much alcohol in his blood and no brain cells to kill.. A noise outside the Trading Post, A tall muscular half Frenchman half Algonquin warrior enters. Spying the sailor he speaks in heavily accented English; that betrays the fact he learned English in Lancashire. Hey you lazy Dave you, get up and get moving; I've cut sign that Lady Emma is chasing after Bears just west of here, lets go mon ami. Looking at JL he say's ah you must be the lady that they call "She Who Throws Curved Sticks and Calls them Back by Singing" you are famous around here. Mikal, in a few hours retired veterans of Waterloo Sgt. Patrick Harper and two ex riflemen late of his Majesty King Georges 95th rifles, will come by. You will recognised them Patrick carries a seven barreled Volley Gun, made by Henry Nock of London, and they still wear their faded green uniform jackets; obliged if you would tell them we've gone looking for Lady Emma and to come double time. You may travel with them and no Redcoat will trouble you, what you did for my friend we will pay you back many times, when next we meet. Leaving a golden sovereign on the counter for "All Hands" Dave and Guy head west, two very close friends, brothers in search of the Lady Emma and her bears singing a marching song...... CONGLETON BEAR (John Tams)The Wakes coming on and the bear he took ill We tried him with potion, with brandy and pill He died in his sleep at the eve of the Wakes The cause, it was said, was strong ale and sweet cakes
The cheeses of Cheshire are famed, but beware Of stories they tell of the Congleton Bear Congleton Bear, Congleton Bear They sold the Church Bible to buy a new bear
He'd served the town well and he's served town true To lie him in state was the least they could do The old bear was dead, a successor they'd need A new bear was wanted, and that at great speed
Now a parson is useful in times of great need And imbibed with strong porter he quickly agreed The parson, his Bible he gave then and there We sold it in Nantwich to buy a new bear.
The new bear, a she-bear, was toast of the town To music and laughter she danced up and down So loudly the cheering would waken the dead It caused the old bear for to rise from his bed
Pills, potion and brandy induced a deep trance And refreshed by the music he began for to dance He danced down the road causing many a gaze Word quickly spread that the old bear was raised
He rolled his dark eye as he spied the she-bear And with an embrace they danced jigs pair-and-pair The cheeses of Cheshire are famed but beware Of stories they tell of the Congleton Bear.
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