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by A. Tom Mccoy
  A rare sighting of the Ghosts of Mill Creek Mine.         Photo by the Author For those readers living in America & Canada,  Click here to order your copy! Australian Readers:   Click here to E-mail Tom.   Click here to order your Signed,Limited Edition AU Copy! |
The photo at the left is a rare snapshot of the entrance to Mill Creek Mine. Many of the adventures shared by Wizzer and the boys of the Chestnut Valley Gang occurred here. It is here that they learn about the dangers of dynamite, the viciousness of mules, and the reality of Ghosts. Not since the days when Tom and Huck adventured along the Mississippi has any group of young fellows been engaged in such exciting and hazardous adventures. In an area where entertainment is sadly lacking, the boys work very hard to make their own fun. Their acts, many of which are carried out in total innocence on their part, cause destruction with repercussions of disastrous proportions that are beyond their wildest dreams. The gang from the Brackston Section of their small village invades their territory, stealing and vandalizing and the boys must deal with them. To learn more, follow the links below... From Chapter 6, "Eyetie's Tatoos"
"Help! Help me, fellahs! It's after me!" Little Eyetie came streaking back around the machine
shop. He flew, wing-footed and white eyed, toward the fence. Chasing him was one of the biggest
and blackest mules I had ever seen! It galloped after him, head down, neck stretched, and mouth
open wide, screeching like a banshee. It must have been hiding in that machine shop all the
while that we had watched the place. Now was not the time for us to worry about that, because
that critter charged after Little Eyetie like a demon straight from Hell. Its ears were laid
back and it screamed a raspy hee-haww that sounded worse than a dozen demons from hell.
That had to be Jasper! None of us would have given Little Eyetie one chance in a million of beating
that critter to the fence. He might have made it though, if only he had done a better job of cleaning
that mule's shit from his shoes. To learn Little Eyetie's fate and much more, click on one of the links
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