Times
of Uncle Ernest -
Chesapeake City and Beyond – Ellie, Chapter 5
Uncle Ernest wasn't gone very long, just long enough for me
to climb up to the first tree limb, dangle there for a while before dropping to
the ground. Then Uncle Ernest emerged from the house, rotated his glass in
little circles, and gazed down our dusty lane. "Too quiet around here. I'm
used to the city noise—people, cars, trolleys, horn blowing, and all that
stuff. But … so be it, Moose."
"What
did you do about Ellen? Who stole her away, Unk? Remember, you told me you'd
finish the story."
"Oh, that's right. Well, naturally, Mendy and I were
furious. We found out that an obnoxious guy named Harris did the deed. He heard
of Ellie's beauty and decided to kidnap her. Harris was one of the main
warlords from Kroy—sometimes called Ilion—a land northwest of where we were. He
and several of his henchmen had broken into Ellie's house shortly after I
dropped her off. They tied up her parents and dragged her kicking and screaming
from the house. They took her back to Kroy, across the Agustin Sea, quite a
long distance, Moose. Because Ellie was the world's most beautiful woman, the
evil Harris wanted her for his bride. Ellie, of course, was in love with me, so
she refused to even talk to Harris. Well, Mendy and I called a meeting of all
the leaders from each province in that vast country.
"Everyone was angry because of what Harris of Kroy had
done. The country's honor was a serious matter, Moose. So we declared war on
Kroy, and after a few months of preparation we had over a thousand sailing
ships, all loaded with armed warriors. Mendy went with me in my submarine. We
arrived first and anchored outside the walls of that great city. When all the
other ships arrived the siege began. They had seen us coming and locked the
massive gates. We sent hundreds of men to try to get into the city, but they
couldn't scan the walls nor batter them down.
"After a long time and many attempts to get through, I
called a meeting with all the leaders. I told them that since force wasn't
working we had to use trickery. This is what I told them to do: 'Have the
carpenters build a big, hollow, wooden horse. Stuff the horse with as many of
our armed soldiers as possible and leave it on the shore as a gift for the
Krojans, sort of as a departing prize for having repelled us. Then have all our
ships sail out of sight, as if we had given up the battle and sailed for home.
When the Krojans take the horse within their walls, our soldiers can come out
in the middle of the night, kill all the guards, and open the city gates for
the rest of our warriors who have returned at a set time. Then we can sack the
city, take all their valuables, and rescue Ellie.'
"I'll tell you, Moose, everybody liked the plan and
that's just what we did. It worked perfectly. I was able to storm Harris'
palace, kill him after a tough fight, and carry a jubilant Ellie out of there.
After our total victory, Ellie, Mendy, and I began our journey back to Sparka.
I let Mendy drive the sub—keeping it on the surface while Ellie and I made up
for lost time. Mendy was having a ball piloting that vessel he had never even
heard of before. Calling the compass a 'remarkable instrument,' Mendy kept the
sub on a southeasterly course, towards home. As Ellie and I lay sunbathing on
the bow—she in her bikini and I in my boxers—I discovered something strange
about her. We lovingly applied sun block to each other's bodies, and as I
gently rubbed it onto her stomach, I was baffled when I noticed that she didn't
have a belly button.
“When I asked her about it—astonished at the sight of that
perfect, smooth-white stomach—this is what she told me: 'Oh Ernie, Ernie my
love, I thought you knew! My father is God and my mother is a lovely swan.
Juice and Lidie—ah, they have a perfect marriage still. Ernie dear, I was
hatched into this world only twenty years ago.' Great balls of fire, Moose!
That shook me up—even me who's used to anything. Inwardly I thought, 'Good
grief, what might our children be? Instead of getting a haircut, maybe they'd molt.'
But outwardly I told her, 'Hey, sweetheart, you're still the world's most
beautiful woman, belly button or no.' "
"Say, Unk, look at it this way: if things got tough you
could always use the eggs," I said, slapping him on the arm."
"Hmm, that would be handy at that," he said,
putting his arm around me for a quick hug. "Now, Moose, I'll bet you think
everything went smoothly from then on. How long do you think it took us to get
home?"
"Oh, maybe a month."
"Ten years! Ten years it took us because of all the
trouble we ran into. You won't believe this, and when I get back I'll tell you
about it."
[To be continued
Tuesday, 6/12/2012]
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