Thursday
May272010
THE WEEK IN REVIEW...
Thursday, May 27, 2010 at 9:49AM Sleuths and deducers, what a week it has been. Just seven days ago, twelve emeralds slumbered in the loamy deep. Progress, if any, was unclear, and I feared that Roy Dodge had notched yet another notch on his notch belt.
And now! 168 dirty hours later, I am thrilled to report that Junior Deducers have recovered no less than eight numbers of the Emerald Khroniker, torn from the dirty dirt of our dirty land. From the alligator jerky of Florida to the smoked salmon of Washington state, from Virginia's honeybaked ham to California's In-and-Outs, and a trio of Midwestern jo-jo's, Italian beef, and whatever they eat in Indiana…point is, I'm stuffed.
And yet a strange hunger still gnaws within. This is hunger of a different sort, a hunger that cannot be satisfied with more honeybaked ham, a hunger tinged with curiosity and a sprinkling of concern. Yes, we have recovered eight of the twelve…but it is that last word that plagues me now. Twelve. The centerpiece of the Khroniker, said to be the most bejeweled, perhaps the most ancient (reputedly forged in the time of the pharaohs), perhaps the original source of the Khroniker's khurse, and the ultimate prize in this sleuthing business. Fellow deducers, this Twelve has not yet whispered its location to you heroic diggers. It still slumbers the sleep of centuries — and until this sleep is disturbed, none of us can rest.
THE ROUND-UP
Photographs and full narratives will be coming very soon, but in the interest of informational dissemination and not being scooped by Soledad O'Brien we hereby present a rundown of what has been found to date. (Note: if any admirable sleuths are using this case to develop deduction skill and would rather not encounter partial information, please stop here.)
The 2, buried by Gen. Klobberduck, found in central Florida by a long-distance duo.
The 3, buried by Ida Mayfield, found in forested Washington by a moonlight digger.
The 4, buried by Travis Pupkin, found in rural Virginia by a distracted medical student.
The 5, buried by Bert D'Grnp, found in boring Ohio by a dogged trio.
The 7, buried by Jigsy Squonk , found on the Indiana prairie by an efficient mother.
The 8, buried by Vera Mazel and Josphine Grey, found on the edges of Illinois by a young woman approaching her high-school graduation.
The 10, buried by the Kaulkens, found in starchy Connecticut by a pair of lovebirds.
The 11, buried by Rosa Tse-Levy, our very first discovery, found in California snakeland by a trio of puzzlers.
And the 12…somewhere out there (much like Fievel Mousekewitz), first cursing generations of thieves who possessed it and now cursing us with its absence. Sleuth further, deduce harder, dig deeper! The hunt has only just begun.
Reader Comments (8)
Gus, thanks for the recap! Like some others, I took a long drive to a location in Idaho, unfortunely I'm afraid Roy Dodge may very well have beaten us to the loot. I found nothing, nada, nil, nix, null, zip, zilch, zero zippo. I did find a mother Robin guarding her nest. She nearly took my head off. lol
This is so fun!! A good forum for discussion is over at http://tweleve.org/clock-without-face/ - they seem to be finding most of the numbers so far. Good work Gus! We may outsmart Dodge yet!
Here's an admittedly shoddy picture of Emerald 2. I look forward to seeing where the remaining 4 show up!
The crown jewel will be out of the earth by sundown tomorrow (Saturday) as long as
I get my smaller treasurer seekers into the sleuth mobile. No promises, but its a long
drive on a holiday weekend - but the destination is clear - The Ocean ....
Regards to Roy.
I can't tell you how much fun we are having around the kitchen counter looking at all the photos and reading the stories of folks finding these fabulous numbers. Thank you, thank you.
Now ~ when is the next book coming out.
omg! my friend was the one who found the 8!!!
so exciting!
My wife and kids and I searched two of the numerical rest areas
mentioned on floor tweleve and came up empty. The curse remains
intact. The adventure was the trip and we got to go to our old
home state and see family for the weekend.
As I told my son, we only need to find the right tree.
Tron,
I had my fingers crossed for you. Sorry the number is being so elusive, but so glad you and your family are
enjoying the adventure. :-)