Episode 10: “The Case of the Raucous Caucus” (A short tale)
“They were indeed a queer looking party that assembled on the bank”
L. Carroll “A Caucus-race and a Long Tail”
Soon after the Irishman had departed,
the beaver, the fish, the moose
and several others decided
to form a group.
Alex asked “why this necessity for a group to be formed?”
Silence (enough to kill a frog) came over the others.
The frog complained; but to no good end. He died.
They (the others) all stood looking at Alex.
Alex stared back at them
waiting for an answer.
A tear ran down
the cheek of the fish.
He was overcome
with grief about
The fish was a stoic one so there was not a bit of sobbing.
Only Alex saw the tear. The others were shocked at
Alex’s question and could not think outside
The moose thought “Oh-Oh. He must know
that I am afraid of the water.”
Likewise; the beaver thought
“He must know my teeth
are wearing out.”
The fish was not thinking about anything.
He had a big hole in his heart
because of the frog’s death.
The fish was not aware
of the other’s feelings.
They were worried about someone discovering
their most intimate secrets
(although the fish later thought about his lack of legs).
The other unnamed ones
all froze with their
Finally, after several minutes of this silence,
the moose regained his composure.
Still deeply concerned about
his secret, he meant to state
(he had only one at that moment).
His anxiousness caused him to yell out
instead of speaking in normal volume.
“The group is necessary to watch out for each other’s enemies.”
At that the beaver exited his semi-conscious state
and chattered his teeth at an alarming rate.
No one understood what he really said
but the fish wrote down
“The beaver wants the group to purchase a dental plan.”
When Alex pressured the fish as to why
he was taking notes the fish simply
made water bubbles
with his tiny lips.
The bubbles floated upward.
Finally the fish regained his composure and bubbled
“We need the group to ensure we all get to where we are going.”
When asked “Where are we going Mr. Fish?”
he had no answer. In fact, he had no idea
why he had even made that comment.
The chattering, the bellowing and the interminable
bubbles were almost lost amid the noise that
all the others were making.
There was braying, peeping, chirping, mooing, roaring
and the maddening silence of the dead frog.
The goal of forming a group
was lost in the
It was therefore – – – -short.