territories. She sails on the morning tide.”
“I say, that is fortuitous. Let us stop for dinner and peruse the local papers that we might apprise ourselves of current events, eh hem?”
The Alvarado Avocado:
SENATOR S. MILEY TOUFAES GIVES
PASSIONATE PLEA TO LEGISLATURE!
In a boldly impassioned plea to his fellow Congressmen, Senator S. Miley Toufaes states the clear moral imperative of our country’s continued use of the Manifest Destiny Doctrine. “It is not enough,” states Senator S. Miley Toufaes, “that our great land should stretch from sea to shining sea. No Sir, this is a time of bold action. It is time for this great American Eagle to stretch her wings and fly. Our next goal of expansion should be North and South. I say Manifest Destiny is not just coast to coast, but Pole to Pole! Our goal, Gentlemen, and the literate women in the country that can follow my meaning, is this: the great United States of America is destined by God Himself to rule this hemisphere, and not just as the United States of America. In this Centennial year of our Country’s founding, I propose we accept the predestined role as ordained by God Himself: We shall become the United States Empire of the Americas!”
The Western Perspective:
SAN DIEGO WELCOMES FLEETS.
In an awe-inspiring show of military might, the United States Navy has her entire Pacific Fleet off the coast of and in San Diego. The amount of Naval ships in the harbor has never been seen before. And now, the wet Navy is joined by the United States’ new Airship Fleets. This airborne armada comprises the grandest state of the art Zeppelins ever conceived. Everywhere throughout the city, and even in the skies above, our country’s military makes its presence known. San Diego is about to slide into the Ocean under the weight of this military hardware.
Bi-Weekly World Interests:
SASQUATCH MARRIED MY SISTER!
MOON ON COLLISION COURSE WITH EARTH!
SUPERNATURAL OCCURENCES AT ALL TIME HIGH!
This paper has long held that Supernatural events have been occurring all around us; however, this time, we are not even kidding! From Poltergeists and Vampires, to Werewolves and Goblins, this city and every other city on the planet has had an exponential jump in strange, unusual, and difficult to explain phenomena.
“Excuse me, ladies, I’m going to step outside to partake of my pipe.”
It is pretty cold outside. I turn my collar up, and pull my derby down against the night air. I spark, and enjoy the taste and smell of the cherry root tobacco.
~“Bolt!”~
A flash of sunshine, grass, hay, and a young, blond-haired boy calling my name, momentarily fills my mind.
Calling my name? Bolt?
The usual street traffic is around me. No one else seems to have heard a young boy call out. No children are in sight. This is very strange.
There is a dog sitting and looking at me. That is the same sad-eyed dog I saw earlier.
“Bolt?”
“Harunh, roof!” cries the excited doggie, who jumps up and runs to me. Such a pitiful creature, he is so sad and hungry and alone.
“Making new friends, Mr. Temperance?”
“Oh, Miss Plumtartt, can you please go back to the restaurant and fetch this little feller a little something to eat? He’s awfully hungry, Ma’am.”
“Mr. Temperance, you and I are not responsible for... oh, I say, he is a dear little chap, isn’t he? Oh, sigh, very well, wait here, Mr. Temperance, I shall return shortly.”
“Ichabod, if you feed that dog, you will never get rid of him.”
“Why would I want him to go?”
“Good question. Ah, here is Persephone with some food.”
“Oh, golly, thank you, Miss Plumtartt!”
“My word, he is hungry, isn’t he? Bon apetite, monsieur.”
“Bolt. His name is Bolt, Miss Plumtartt.”
“How do you know that, Mr. Temperance?”
“Um, I don’t know, I just do.”
“Ichabod, did this dog tell you his name?”
“Um, yes, Ma’am, Miss GoldenBear, Ma’am, I think he did.”
“Can we keep him, Miss