Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Deciphered! Part Eight of The Case of the Lady Slipper Stalker

[This is Part Eight of The Case of the Lady Slipper Stalker. See also Parts OneTwoThreeFourFour-and-a-HalfFour-and-Three-QuartersSuggestions for My Dear ReadersA Note from Mrs HudsonFive,  A Plea For HelpSix, SevenSeven-and-a Halfand Seven-and-Three-Quarters.]

Today, Dear Readers, my Plea for Help was finally answered. I received a letter from the League of Mathematical Scholars, and, as I suspected, they were able to decipher the Coded Message for me, even though it required no mathematical skill to do so. The letter came from Weiting S, and it is reproduced below.
The Message Deciphered

Finally, I can read this message from my mysterious Stalker (or from one of any number of Copy-cats)! I am commanded to "stop." --Stop what? Blogging endlessly about the Case of the Lady Slipper Stalker? I would, if I only knew his/her identity.  

I am also told, along the lines of the old adage carpe diem, to slow down and appreciate the beauty around me, which is something I do rather frequently, actually, as this blog in its entirety amply demonstrates...


My newest Slipper Orchid: "Double Deception" (paphiopedilum
venustum album x sukhakulii album
), purchased at the Northland
Orchid Society's annual Fall sale last weekend.
"Stop and enjoy the flowers..." --I assume this to mean both the collection of Lady Slipper-related items left on my vehicle and around the building as well as the natural beauty aforementioned. I have indeed been pleased with the multiplicity of Slippers popping up all over, so I am doing what the Stalker (or Copy-cat) tells me to do...

But "from the person you would least expect"? Well, that has me thinking... and there is only one person in this community that I would least expect, and that person is Mrs Gross in the Business Office! (She is a member of the Twenty-Five Year Club, but she is not, as far as I know, as devious as the Stalker has been!) The author of this Message is making some assumptions about whom I would or would not suspect. Or perhaps the author is one of my suspects and simply wishes to place suspicion on someone else... 

Ah, well, I am no closer to solving the mystery, Dear Readers. Perhaps I will learn more when I pass out Chocolate Pie slices next week...

12 comments:

  1. I am just now (done with recommendations, wahoo!) reading up on these blogs and exchanges, along with feeding the virtual pets I found below. I say the Math League members are in on this. Mia

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  2. When you stop searching, you will find the answers you truly seek

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    1. Is that a promise, Ghostly, or just a cliché?
      If the former, are you in a position to make such a promise?
      If the latter, put it in a greeting card & stick it on my windshield!

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  3. You see, None of the guesses any of you have previously made are correct. Ghostly must be someone who we would call a "copy cat" because in fact I am the real Stalker. I lurk underneath the noses of the detectives. I Hide in the shadows of wrong guesses. All of the guesses that have been made are not even close to my identity because, I am a student of Marshall school.

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    1. If you are indeed the real Stalker, Anonymous, come and talk to me! Tell me exactly where and when you took the Photo in Question...

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  4. I will come and talk to you, but, not until my identity is revealed.
    Good luck.

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    1. I'm not sure I believe that you're a student...tell me something only a student would know!

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  5. None of the English 12 students did their project.

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    1. Lots of teachers know about the Eng12 projects! Stiles, Woodward, etc.

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    2. I suspect anonymous is a student who does not have my list of "comman errors," given the common mistakes made with commas. Use commas wisely, but judiciously. Let's eat Grandma! JB

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    3. I think this new anonymous person is merely playing with me; I doubt s/he knows anything of value...

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