"I tried doin' that," the postmaster admitted. "I got out my map, but the place warn't on it."
"No wonder I never heard of it!" blustered Benjamin Todd.
"That don't prove nothin', Benjamin," his friend Phineas Taylor expostulated. "Silas's map was drawed before the flood. Even Wilton ain't on it."
"It ain't?"
A simultaneous gasp rose from the assembly.
"Then all I can say is it's a darn poor map," Enoch Morton sniffed. "A map that ain't got Wilton on it might as well be burned. 'Tain't worth botherin' with."
"It's all the map I've got," Silas apologized.
"You'd oughter ask the government for another. Why don't you write to Washington, explainin' that neither Wilton nor Alton City are on this one an' ask 'em for a better one?"
"'Fore you start complainin', you might make sure Belleport's down," suggested Lemuel Gill, a resident of the adjoining village. "Last I knew, that warn't on this map, neither."
"'Twarn't?"