page_0:  "Hunting of the Frumious Bandersnatch
By Captain Rufus T. Spaulding
And there I was in the darkest wilds, preparing to search for that most dangerous and elusive of adversaries, the frumious bandersnatch.  This, of course, is not to be confused with the striped fromane bandersnatch, an exceedingly docile relative.  No, the frumious bandersnatch, filthy beast, is a creature I have spent my whole life preparing to hunt.  
But where was I?  Ah yes, it was an early morning on the veldt.  We were on the trail of a particular bandersnatch and this one was even more frumious than most.  I sat by my tent sipping tea and munching on buttered scones.  A few scouts had gone out the previous night to see where the creature lurked.  Such creatures always lurk ... unless they were skulking from one lurking spot to another."
page_1:  "As I finished my tea and prepared for a second cup, two scouts trotted in.  Funny thing, I swore I sent out five the night before.  The leader walked up to me and announced that they had found the spot where the bandersnatch was lurking.  Unfortunately, it found the spot from which they observed.  Now there are only two.  Poor buggers.  I must remind them not to interrupt me during my morning cup of tea.
Well, we had a starting point for the hunt.  Now on to the chase..."