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1896, Baker Street Yuletide Cheer by Sherlock Holmes as told to Karen Olson

1896, Baker Street Yuletide Cheer · 2020-01-27 · he yellow fog hid Baker Street, morgue, and slab. No luck for me tonight if I need a hansom cab. A glance out the window, a pause

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Page 1: 1896, Baker Street Yuletide Cheer · 2020-01-27 · he yellow fog hid Baker Street, morgue, and slab. No luck for me tonight if I need a hansom cab. A glance out the window, a pause

1896, Baker StreetYuletide Cheer

by Sherlock Holmesas told to Karen Olson

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1896, Baker StreetYuletide Cheer

by Sherlock Holmesas told to Karen Olson

Dedicated to Alexander Ronin OlsonFuture Sherlockian

Copyright © 2019 Karen OlsonDeck Mate, Crew of the Barque Lone Star

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was the eve of Yuletide, when tall tales abound.

Neither pimps nor dips on the street could be found.

Watson nodded off silently by the dying coal fire

And dreamt of a mission from some wealthy squire.

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ur dear Mrs. Hudson had retreated

to her bed

While rings of pipe smoke encircled my

head.

The irregulars were fed and tucked in for

the night.

Moriarty was spoiling once more for a

fight.

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he yellow fog hid Baker Street, morgue, and slab.

No luck for me tonight if I need a hansom cab.

A glance out the window, a pause by the chair…

I deduce the professor’s spies will be everywhere.

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o visible moon to light the dirty ice

and snow.

Tickets were sold out for Irene’s current

show.

Watson snored lighted then uttered a

sigh.

Far in the distance a hostler gave out a

cry.

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n the quiet hour, my veins called for more.

Then footsteps on the stairs, a creak of the floor …

A visitor lingered then gave a sharp knock

Just as ten bells rang from the grandfather clock.

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mumbled, “Come in.”

And the door opened wide.

Slipped a hand in my pocket, my pistol

to hide.

The man standing before me with a

crooked grin

Held out an offering: a fresh bottle of

gin.

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estrade, somewhat rumbled, with a

ferret-like face,

Humbly entered the room as a guest of

the place.

He asked not for help but extended his

hand.

Said, “We saw your work on the

speckled band.”

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et’s drink to the new year, he said,

hat on breast,

No more Moran, Moriarty, Saucy Jack,

or the rest.

Death for Roylott, snakes, rats, and the

hound.

More stories by Watson as Conan Doyle

has found …

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atson continued to doze, as was his habit.

Old Toby at his feet dreamt of chasing a rabbit

Tantalus and gasogene saw a fair amount of play.

We joked and laughed into the next day.

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hat wishes have you for 1897?”, I

ask.

“Whatever Sir Robert and his betters

task.”

“But maybe some dry boots and a pint

of good beer.”

“What promise for you and Watson

next year?”

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or me, a new deerstalker, or some Turkish shag.

Perhaps for Watson a new medical bag.”

When he made his excuses and left at a trot

I knew he truly was the best of a fairly bad lot.

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s he slipped down the stairs with a tip of his hat

I knew for another year it would be tit for tat,

And I hear him chuckle as the church bells chime,

“Happy New Year to London and all who fight crime!”

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