October 17th, 2008

[info]notsograve in [info]lechance

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Simon stood by a market stall, a pinch of tea held between his thumb and forefinger as he sniffed it. Frowned. And sniffed again.

When someone passed by, he said, "If I could have a moment of your time?" Then he offered he stuff to sniff. "Is that strong enough to clear your head, do you think?"

[info]the_lechance in [info]lechance

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The telegraph came to the telegraph office at noon, Friday, October 17th, 1873. It was immediately forwarded to Leroy Lechance's private telegraph line.


By 1 pm, the Town cryer was spreading the word throughout the town that La Rosa, 50 miles inland, had been ravaged by a fire and needed aid, quickly. Certain professions were needed urgently to help with the repair: sheer labor, doctors, nurses...the quicker the better. Despite everyone who volunteered, Leroy would not empty the town and made some stay.

The train left by 7 pm.