Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Mystic Trails (15) Barn Raising

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015




Mystic Trails (15)



Barn Raising




Narrator

"Now, with the good intentions of John Dolson in place to build a town hall and courthouse, there were still a lot of planning and procedures to be considered. Here's how it all went down!"


Int: Madam Ellis's Bordello-Poker Room-9 A.M.

The Sheriff, Deputy Mike, and John Dolson sitting at card table studying plans and drawings over a bottle of whiskey.


Sheriff

"You have any idea as to where you going with this, where you going to build this thing?"


John Dolson pulling from a deck of cards

"Well, I'll I tell ya...thinking that space between the General Store and the Blacksmith's Shop, what you thinking?"


Sheriff

"Need a plan maybe, how big is this gonna be?"


Dolson

"Big, need to be big enough to hold the whole town if need be...I think that would be best, work well for the commoners..."


Sheriff

"Find it funny you suddenly give a doodler's dare to the commoners?"


Deputy Mike

"Something to hold the hold town, like six by six's, got to order up some of that good Oregon wood, maybe some Spruce, some north California Redwood or something!" 


Dolson

"Yea, I was thinking pillars, like in one of them Opera Houses..kind of a theme thing going there!"


Sheriff laughing

"Can't even believe I'm talking to someone who already deserves a noose around there neck,  but heck I'll play along, an Opera House huh...now wouldn't that draw some attention?"


Dolson

"Why not just follow along, why not, we growing, maybe even build some housing down at the end of town, like they do in Chicago, they call them little apartments, got a a hot bath ready for everyone...everything there."


Madam Ellis comes downstairs and enters Poker Room

"Hey boys...what's up with all this barn raising, you got any ideas locked down?"


Dolson

"No Mam, not locked down yet, still cooking up some thoughts...need to put some things to paper, but one step at a time, can't do this all at once...you got any input?"


Madam Ellis

"Well, my old Jason Barnes, long gone now, bless his sole, put together this place, couldn't believe all his handy work, sure miss him...can't add anything productive at this point!"


Tomei coming downstairs

"Morning everybody!"


Everybody in group

"Morning Tomei!"


Tomei

"So, let me guess, courthouse...town hall...digging for ideas?"


Sheriff

"Just trying to figure out what's best...trying to help Mister Dolson best spend his money!"


Madam Ellis

"Tomei...just wondering...(pointing up), can any of your little spirit people put in some ideas?"


Tomei laughing

"I don't know, didn't figure they were needed for stuff on the planet...you just putting together a building or two, but I'l ask, they probably not interested, but I'll ask!"


Deputy Mike

"I though them spirit people be up on on top of all of this!"


Dolson

"Lest can be, let's hear them, make sure we get this right!"


Tomei looking puzzled

"Okay, okay...didn't realise this was going to be such a dilemma, I'll drop them a line!"


Turning around, Tomei proceeds to go back upstairs, turning briefly, looking down back at her audience

"I'll be right back!"


(Scene Switch)


Int: Tomei's Bedroom

Pulling out her customary crystal on the string, she quickly sets up her Pentagram and starts to chant.


Tomei

"Oh most Holy ones, those in my dream, my fantasies, those who control and watch ober my existence, I implore new ideas and thoughts toward a design, a structure, a calling card....Soma, Revolate, Ultanate, Sigama, in your names I request, Amen?"

The crystal almost immediately starts to spin, stopping on the old piece of cardboard.

Tomei taling to herself

"Acoustically perefect huh?"


Tomei coming down stairway

"Okay,  apparently they did want something...a building that's acoustically perfect..."


Sheriff

"Acoustically what?"



Dolson

"Look, this was just suppose to be a town center, not a concert hall!"


Tomei

"Well, that would indeed please them...maybe we could commiseration musicians to come in and play, keep everyone entertained and stuff!!"


Sheriff

"Well, whatever happen, I never...what you think Dolson?"


Dolson

"Okay, I'm in...this will definitely draw them in..."


Sheriff

"People like to be drawn in, okay Dolson, gve me a yea or a say, tell me where er going here? 


Dolson

I'm thinking, I'm thinking...this is turning over into something else that I really don't get!"


(2 Weeks Later)


Narrator

"Now groups were coming into Dolson. Large groups of  covered wagons loaded with wood, lumber, pre-cut lumber from Oregon


Don Lease gets off wagon train, spots Mister Dolson from a a recent celebrity photo

"Hello sir, Don Lease at your service...got your telegram the other day, what you got going here?"


Dolson

"Well, if everything goes right, I was thinking a perfectly cut and dry, a formulated call...court house...everything be a calling card, community involvement...but what I was requested to to try is an acoustically perfect bling, whatcha think?"


Don Lease

"Well, something like that is all in the bumps, breaks up the echo!"


Dolson

"Anything else?"


Don Lease

"Plum, everything gotta be plum!"


Dolson

"What's plum?"


Don Lease

"Balanced, everything nice and even...got a level on everything, good drainage, a good thatch roof, nice and tight!"


Dolson shaking head

"And what are we looking at for all the fixings?"


Don Lease

"Probably looking at about 18 thousand, give or take..."


Dolson's face drops

"But, I was only only figuring five tops."


Don Lease

"I'll cut you to 15 without the bumps..."


Dolson

"Okay, no bumps..."


Looking up he sees Tomei shaking her head

"The spirits have spoken, they want this acoustically perfect!"


Dolson slamming fist, taking another shot of whiskey

"On sec-end thought, put in the bumps!"


Tomei smiles

"The Spirits will be so happy!"


Dolson

"Yea, yea, yea, we all want the Spirits happy!


Don Lease

"The what...the Spirits?"


Dolson

"It's an inside stuff, just build the thing!"





(Scene Close)








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