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“You are free to go,” replied the Magistrate Miklic.
“I asked the people to dig the Nicknish field.
They did. They found the treasure. Neighbor Nicknish shall be brought to the dungeon
to await trial.”
“I shall soon be planting potatoes,” smiled Rudolph
Leopold Nickolos Lazare.
And that was exactly what he did the very next day.
An
award-winning writer of Czech descent, Evelyn Witter lives
in Illinois. She has taught creative writing at a local
college for more than twenty years.
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