> On Jun 9, 11:03 pm, "JerryD\(upstateNY\)" rochester.rr.com>
> wrote:
>
>
>
>
>

>> When I was a child my family used to sometimes take our vacations, in
>> British Columbia. We had a favorite place to visit, mostly because of the
>> fine
>> fishing. It was at a Lake that was about 30 miles long and a 1/2 mile wide.

>

>> While we were around our campfire in the evening the local Indians would go
>> from camp to camp selling their wares. They would also tell of the Legends
>> of the area. This one Legend always stuck in my mind.

>

>> It seemed that on this particular Lake two Indian Tribes made their homes.
>> They were, however, at war, with one another from years before.

>

>> There was an Indian Maiden in one Camp who was in love with a young Brave in
>> the other Camp. They used to stand, on the shore, each on their respective
>> side of the Lake, and chant Indian love calls to each other...even though
>> they were warned by their Chiefs that nothing could ever come of it. One day
>> they just could not stand being apart any longer.

>

>> That evening, on a cold Fall night, they each jumped into the Lake and swam
>> towards each other in the Moonlight. When they reached each other in the
>> center of the Lake, they embraced and, very quickly, froze to death. This
>> act so impressed the Brave's Tribe that they named the Lake after the young
>> man.

>

>> I will never forget those wonderful vacations that we spent at "Lake
>> Stupid."

>

>> --
>> JerryD(upstateNY)

>
> Guffaw!  You had me right up to the very end.
> Norma- Hide quoted text -
>
> - Show quoted text -