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14           The Ransom


                                                     of Red Chief





             Warm Up


            ●   Do you trust strangers?
            ●   How do you deal with strangers?

            ●   Do you know what is 'stranger danger'?





             Reading skills


          It looked like a good thing. But wait till I tell you. We were down south, in Alabama – Bill and
                                                 I when this kidnapping idea struck us. There was a town
                                                           down there, as flat as a pancake, called Summit.

                                                                 Bill and I had about $600.

                                                                      We needed just two thousand dollars
                                                                         more for an  illegal land deal  in
                                                                            Illinois. We chose for our victim,

                                                                             the only child of an influential
                                                                               citizen     named        Ebenezer

                                                                                Dorset. He was a boy of
                                                                                 ten, with red hair. Bill and I
                                                                                 thought that Ebenezer would

                                                                                  pay a  ransom of $2,000 to
                                                                                  get his boy back. But wait till
                                                                                  I tell you.

                                                                                  About  two  miles  from

                                                                                  Summit       was     a     little
                                                                                  mountain, covered with
                                                                                  cedar trees. There was an

          opening on the back of the mountain. We stored our supplies in that cave.
          One evening after sundown, we drove in a buggy past old Dorset’s house. The kid was in the

          street, throwing rocks at a kitten on the opposite fence.


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