Untitled audio drama
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
Scottish (General)Transcript
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the sand is scarcely ever at rest, and hills of sand 100 ft in height are frequently found to change their appearance all together in a single night. The shifting nature of the sand was witnessed in the heads of smuggling. A vessel once visited the coast and during the night landed a valuable cargo of contraband goods on the shore. As the smugglers should not at the time the means of transporting their bounty to its destination, they decided to stow away the illegal goods into the slope of one of the great sandhills and to return later to collect it. Unfortunately for them, a strong westerly winds sprung up in the night time. On the evening of the following day, the smugglers returned with a number of carts to retrieve their goods. They never for a moment imagined that there could be the smallest difficulty in finding the goods. When the men reached the slope where they thought they had placed their contraband, they found themselves in a complete quandary. But there was no trace of their illicit brandy and tobacco. The goods were to be found nowhere For hours. They traversed the ground again and again and even dug trenches in the sand and numerous places it's still not a single trace of their valuables could be seen. The men were bewildered by the sand, having shifted and obliterated every mark of their movements in the previous night, it became a perpetual question among them. Which of the sandhills contained the missing treasure. They spread about in all directions in search of their bounty, as an encouragement to the moon shone brightly and made every object visible for a great way around. At this time, men were seen everywhere searching for the lost treasure. Some were probing the sand with their whip shafts. Others were busily sounding its depth with their hands, while a few, with spade and shovel were casting deep trenches in the side of sand hills. The whole night was spent in a desperate search and after night, the day and many succeeding days, but it proved all labour in vain. The valuable cargo of brandy and tobacco was swallowed up and now lay snugly under some deep sand drift. But where this is no one can tell