A Coin Fable
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A Coin Fable
The early morning summer sun pierced a gauzey window curtain, pooling on an old walnut desk with an open binder on it. A robins song echoed throughout a small walled garden outside the window, a green storage shed poised crookedly at the end of neatly planted rows of flowers and vegetables.
Within the binder, coins were stirring.
A muffled squawk came from the binder and an accented female voice proclaimed:
“I eulogize the archons of the Panethnic Numismatic Thesaurus…”
“Oh not bleedin’ likely this morning!”, an angry male voice retorted. “I’m not listening to this header again!” The speaker was an 1805 George III half penny.
“Come on you great bag of bingo wings-you still aren’t over being sold by Syracusian?! It’s been over three months since you’re with us and every morning yer cryin’ and recitin– ye can’t keep it up-I’m almost brickin’ it.
“He sold me to a slabber”, the voice moaned, actually a bird, specifically a Phoenix which lived enveloped in flame on the obverse of an 1830 Greek 10 lepta.
“I will undergo Cammination and go into the west and diminish and remain only what I am, never more than that,” she finished sadly.
A third voice chimed in: “Aye, and we’re sure the property of that Mad Mushroom. He’s got plastic on the brain! A good Scottish lad needs fresh air and that damned plastic disna allow for proper conversation.” This coin was a very rare Spanish dollar countermarked “Wm Thompson +Flesher+Bell Street Glasgow,” 1810 5 shillings.
“Ye bleedin’ dunce,” the half penny retorted, ye’re naught but a mad Spanish king and a counterfeit at that!”
“Och, how ye can talk” said the Spanish dollar. “My former owner MacCrimmon would never have purchased a counterfeit. He’d be too canny for that. And call me mad? Just look at who’s stamped on your front ye great plonker!”
The half penny snarled back, “I don’t take guff from the likes of you! I’m a bloody Aethelred pedigree I am and I welcome plastic. I’ll be seein’ ye 100 years from now in all me protected glory, and very valuable at that!”
“Ecumenical Trapeza…” moaned the 10 Lepta when all of a sudden there came a rush of sound from lower down the pages of coins. A stentorian booming voice proclaimed:
“Gott Im Himmel! Filthy swine to disturb my rest!” This from a 1772 Frankfurt Stadtansicht City Thaler who while not gregarious was prone to pronouncements of this type.
"Schwinehundts, dis moshrhoom you speak ov, he vill not slab me! Arrangements haf been made by ze Cacheman before he sold me! Never to be slabbed!”
Silence settled on the coins as the collector came back into the room, puzzled by the fact he was sure he had heard voices. Unloading boxes and packing material he began preparing his coins for shipment to PCGS and paused, puzzled by what seemed to be faint shrieks, emanating from the air. After a moment, he continued the packing, anxious to get to the post office.
The early morning summer sun pierced a gauzey window curtain, pooling on an old walnut desk with an open binder on it. A robins song echoed throughout a small walled garden outside the window, a green storage shed poised crookedly at the end of neatly planted rows of flowers and vegetables.
Within the binder, coins were stirring.
A muffled squawk came from the binder and an accented female voice proclaimed:
“I eulogize the archons of the Panethnic Numismatic Thesaurus…”
“Oh not bleedin’ likely this morning!”, an angry male voice retorted. “I’m not listening to this header again!” The speaker was an 1805 George III half penny.
“Come on you great bag of bingo wings-you still aren’t over being sold by Syracusian?! It’s been over three months since you’re with us and every morning yer cryin’ and recitin– ye can’t keep it up-I’m almost brickin’ it.
“He sold me to a slabber”, the voice moaned, actually a bird, specifically a Phoenix which lived enveloped in flame on the obverse of an 1830 Greek 10 lepta.
“I will undergo Cammination and go into the west and diminish and remain only what I am, never more than that,” she finished sadly.
A third voice chimed in: “Aye, and we’re sure the property of that Mad Mushroom. He’s got plastic on the brain! A good Scottish lad needs fresh air and that damned plastic disna allow for proper conversation.” This coin was a very rare Spanish dollar countermarked “Wm Thompson +Flesher+Bell Street Glasgow,” 1810 5 shillings.
“Ye bleedin’ dunce,” the half penny retorted, ye’re naught but a mad Spanish king and a counterfeit at that!”
“Och, how ye can talk” said the Spanish dollar. “My former owner MacCrimmon would never have purchased a counterfeit. He’d be too canny for that. And call me mad? Just look at who’s stamped on your front ye great plonker!”
The half penny snarled back, “I don’t take guff from the likes of you! I’m a bloody Aethelred pedigree I am and I welcome plastic. I’ll be seein’ ye 100 years from now in all me protected glory, and very valuable at that!”
“Ecumenical Trapeza…” moaned the 10 Lepta when all of a sudden there came a rush of sound from lower down the pages of coins. A stentorian booming voice proclaimed:
“Gott Im Himmel! Filthy swine to disturb my rest!” This from a 1772 Frankfurt Stadtansicht City Thaler who while not gregarious was prone to pronouncements of this type.
"Schwinehundts, dis moshrhoom you speak ov, he vill not slab me! Arrangements haf been made by ze Cacheman before he sold me! Never to be slabbed!”
Silence settled on the coins as the collector came back into the room, puzzled by the fact he was sure he had heard voices. Unloading boxes and packing material he began preparing his coins for shipment to PCGS and paused, puzzled by what seemed to be faint shrieks, emanating from the air. After a moment, he continued the packing, anxious to get to the post office.
One of the penalties for refusing to participate in politics
is that you end up being governed by inferiors. – Plato
is that you end up being governed by inferiors. – Plato
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