The first child onstage, dressed in faux buckskin with a raccoon cap, looked like he’d rather be anywhere else. “D-Dis-Disgusted by the Missouri Com-pro-mise in 1820, Charles Dalton led a group of 100 families west to the Oregon Country. They wanted to found a city that was true to their idea of the Yew Ess Con-sti-tooshun.”

“Sounds like somebody learned his lines by rote,” Vincent whispered.

“Hush,” hissed Charlotte.

The next kid, also in buckskin, made a better show of it. “When they reached the valley of the Ide, Dalton and his followers came across a waterfall and build a mill. That is when the lost town of Prosperity Falls was founded. The town fathers established four rules for the people to live by.”

“There’s Vickie,” Vincent said, gesturing to the second of four children in cowboy outfits entering the stage. “Hi honey!”

The young pageanters called out the founding principles of the lost town one at a time:

“Everyone’s equal: ladies and gentlemen, it doesn’t matter!”

“Disputes get solved peacefully: no war, no violence!”

“Respect for the natives: settlers and Ide tribes trade and get along!”

“Self-sufficiency: Prosperity Falls makes everything it needs!”