Fay's Arrival

Tourists came in droves for the miracle waters, which thrilled Cora, until she discovered her miracle was a fake

Step up brethren and sister-en, and get your tickets!

Buy your blessings!

No, count your blessings, buy your tickets!

I'm like the bluebird

I should worry, I should care

I should be a millionaire

I'm like the bluebird

And here, nine minutes to the dot, is our heroine

So that's the miracle?

Yes ma'am, sister Nurse Apple!

Do you think our miracle can do anything for your Cookies?

If dirty water from a slimy old rock can do anything for anyone

You. You can't believe anything that can't be proved in your laboratory of a head. All miracles are fake to you Nurse Apple! Let these happy, hopeful pilgrims be lost and miserable again, Nurse Apple? Let this boom town be a ghost town again? Let those forty-nine loonies—