Long ago there was this couple – their names were Harry and Mary Hatfield. After marriage – just like any other couple they were hopeful of many things – but their main hope was to have children. They had anticipated getting four or five. Sadly, most unfortunate for them – getting children was a problem. They had tried very hard and they spent few years – working on getting children. Lamentable, their hope for children was never completely accomplished.
Even though – Harry and Mary, in the early years of marriage, had taken all the necessary steps to produce children. For them, it remained for many years a problem. However, God can do all things. Listen to what happened! Blessing from above seemed to have fallen upon them. At the very age when they had almost given up – they were blessed with a little girl. This baby was the love of their lives. They called her Dover. Well, little Dover, she was like a light in their eyes. She was also seen as a miracle to the people of the village.
There wasn’t another baby around to compare with her. She was so beautiful – her parents idolized her. They gave her all their love – which should have shared for four or five children – as at first, was anticipated. Seeing as, Harry and Mary in the beginning – were hoping for four or five children. Anyway – having a nanny was a must for little Dover. They found her one called Lucy. This Lucy was a very lovely Australian woman. She fell in love with the child – at first sight.
Right away, Lucy began to care for Dover, as if she was her own child. Dover grew more day-by-day. She had been a beautiful – healthy baby from birth. “She was also easy to nurse,” said Lucy. When she was just six-years-old, her parents found her a chauffeur. He too was an Australian. His name was Ruddy. He didn’t know Lucy prior to having the job with the Hatfield’s. Ruddy’s main job was to take Dover and Lucy – wherever they would need to go.
Mostly he would only be required to take them, to fetch ice cream and candy. There were some other times – when he would be required to take them to the zoo – other times to the park. All the same – Ruddy was quite nice – and he didn’t mind doing his job. The truth is – he too fell for Dover – and he also took her – as if she was his own child as well. Dover’s parents, Harry and Mary, they were very happy. Their love grew deeper for their child daily. The entire village showed great likeness towards that little girl.
Moreover some of the villagers – they named her queen of the village. “Queen Dover,” they’d say, at times when referring to her. This Dover though – as she grew – she developed weaknesses – and one of her weakness was her love for creepy creatures. This you would never guess – she made frogs her favorite. She always loved watching frogs – swimming in the pond at the park. One day she considered – having a little pond of her own. This pond was to be placed – in the middle of their back garden.
It was a very large garden they had. She mentioned having the pond to her father, Harry. He thought of it as a good idea. The following day Harry went looking for contractors – to do the job. They were quite easy to find, due to job shortage. Within a week or two the job was done. There was the pond in the middle of the garden. It made Dover happier than ever. She gave much thanks to her father for it.
Before long she had one end organized. Where she had placed, water plants and weeds etc; her idea was to keep a part of the pond as cool as possible. She needed to start breeding frogs. The following week she asked to be taken shopping, at the pets shop into the town. It was a little way from the village, in which they lived. The time came for Dover to get herself a pair of frogs for her garden pond. Ruddy got the car ready – and in they went to the pets shop. As soon as the car was safely parked – they got out of it.
They walked to the shop’s door – Ruddy opened the door for Dover. They went in - the bell rang. In came the lady that owned the pets shop. “Can I help you,” she asked. “Yes please! I’m looking for a pair of frogs, for my garden pond,” said Dover. “Oh! Lucky you, only yesterday we’ve had some imports from Africa, which they reckoned can jump up to three feet. Yet, they are just seven dollars per pair.” Said the lady of the shop. “Thank you! Since they are that cheap I’ll take six of the loveliest ones,” said Dover.
She brought three of each – three males and three females. And then, they walked out with those African frogs. Ruddy was very pleased; he knew that Dover had a good bargain. They hurried back to the car. He drove fast back home. He parked the car safely. They got out of it and rushed to the pond and released the frogs in it. Oh! It was great to watch those African frogs swim. The frogs raced straight to the cooler end of the pond. Right to where Dover had organized it, with those plants and weeds.
Well, as soon as the frogs had settled in – Dover shouted “Ma’am – Da’ad come and see quickly.” Harry and Mary were thrilled with what they had seen. “How many have you bought?” asked Mary. “Six I’ve counted,” said Harry. “Because they were so cheap I bought six. Aren’t they just lovely,” asked Dover, with a great smile on her face. “Lovely! Lovely! Oh! That’s not the word. We thought that they are utterly wonderful,” said Harry and Mary. It was about mid-day –so they threw some frog-feed in the pond.
They went inside the house to watch a film. Later in the evening they decided to go and check on the frogs; also, to cool off their feet into the water. There was a big surprise – almost the whole pond was littered with bubbles – blown by the frogs. It was a sure beauty. Dover was delighted. The family and friends were quite happy. This pond with the frogs, it caused Dover to inherit few more friends. The neighbors’ children went to the pond regularly. They went there mainly to see those frogs – and the bubbles all over the water.
It was giving them some sort of thrills. Those frogs were good for the pond – and for the bugs of the garden – but they didn’t breed much. Even so – after a couple of years – there were a few more swimming about the pond. They kept Dover happy. Of course, happiness hardly stays forever. One day while Dover was in the garden picking flowers – something very sad happened. Her mother Mary suddenly passed away. Dover was then, just eighteen-years old. Ruddy and Lucy had already long gone back to Australia.
This just left Dover and her father at their home, with: Brooks the dog, Brindle the cat, and a pair of talking-parrots. In addition, there was still the pond, and frogs in the garden. Dover stayed at home with her father until she was twenty-four-years old. Then, her father, Harry also passed away suddenly. That happened a month after Dover’s 24th birthday. Now, this would be the first time that, she was going to be alone. Nonetheless, it wasn’t going to be for very long.
In the space of say, ten months – she met a man – whom she later married – his name was Weenty. He was a man who played all sorts of music – but for playing the guitar – he was a master at it. The place from where Weenty came was called plenty. He wrote a song for Dover to that end. Entitled: ”A myth” It goes as follows – here it is.
I’m weenty from plenty,
I left there at twenty,
A myth a myth a myth,
Not many fools live there,
I can clearly declare,
A myth a myth a myth,
If you get to know weenty,
You’ll surely know plenty,
A myth a myth a myth,
Just a little myth,
That song was played at their wedding party – and who knows where else since? They lived a childless couple. They were always out and about. They traveled all over – from one place to another. That couple their happiness was priority in their lives and no one could ever blame them? However, is happiness a great gift or will it be continued? No! Not always. One day, Weenty and Dover went out camping, it was into the woods, far away from home. And, up until this day – no one ever saw them again.
Everyone wondered over them. What might have happened to them, contemplated the people? Everyone was speculating, about what might’ve happened to that couple. Yet no one has ever found out. What do you think? Your guess is as good as any. It’s a mystery. Is it not? Or, in truth! Did Dover or Weenty ever really exist? What! The story is told. Do you not consider the song: A myth a myth a myth. Shouldn’t that completes the story – and put everyone’s mind at rest? Yes, it should. Very well! That tells you what a fiction story is like.
In closing: Now, you’ve read this story in its entirety, without any further hesitation, here is something for you: “The Lord bless thee, and keep thee: The Lord make His face to shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee: The Lord lift up His countenance upon thee, and give thee peace.” Amen!!!
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