"Well Watson." he said. "You have risen slightly earlier than usual I see. Here, read this telegram." "But Holmes." I said "Why are you still in your dressing gown?" "I hadn't time to get out of it Watsonn, news of a case sends me speeding to it, now read the telegram." It was adressed from Birmingham, and read a follows. Dear Mr Holmes, I am in great distress. I am the sole surviving owner of my late father's estate. His will said that when he died, I would inherit all his possesion's. However, A strange man named Oswald King claims he has a right to the estate, and that my Father's will to me was forged, and his real will gave everything to him. I beg you to assist me in proving him wrong. As it is nearing Cristmas, I don't wan't a scandal that would harm our family's good name. Yours truly, Michael South. "Michael South was a friend of mine from school." said Holmes. "I'd do anytihng for him."

"Happy Christmas to you Watson," he said form behind his paper. "And happy Christmas to you too, Holmes. You do realize it is nearly 10:30? Have you no case to settle today?" "No my dear Watson. At least, not yet anyway. I am however expecting a visit from Lestrade sometime this afternoon. Help yourself to breakfast. I'll go get dressed and when you are ready I would very much like to go see the Christmas play outside Buckingham Palace. I hear it is becoming very popular," he said as he eyed the paper on his lap.

you know i am watson my friend sherlock holmes no more oh door bell oh i just see who is at door ah holmes you are there i am surprised TO SEE you but you were dead holmes said - i was saved

"But what about Michael South Holmes"I said.I couldn't believe it holmes had forgetten the case." Waston its christmas i'll do it tommorrow you worry to much"he said with a slit laugh.I couldn't move i was so shockd...............

Holmes said,"I will engage in Michael's case tomorow. In the meantime, I will prepare for the play. Fetch my coat will you Watson?" I did as he asked, and very soon I saw him step out into the morning air to the play of "Henry the Fifth" at the theater. I re-glanced over the telegram from Michael South. Just then Mrs. Hudson announced a visitor. A Mr. Oswald King. The name from the Telegram. Mr. King was a tall healthy man. About forty. As he walked in he glanced at me with a face of steel. "I hear Sherlock Holmes is engadged in a case." said he.

"Watson! Fetch my ChritmasPie!"

I had just read the telegram when it struck me. "Holmes" i said. "You have once told me that you have no friends." "No my dear Watson" he replied. "I said that i have no friends that come visit me. I do have kept contact whith some companions from my eduication. As a matter of fact many have read my report on aches 124 diffrent cigarr sorts. But as you know i never want much credit for my discoverys. There for its only my closest friends who know. I would like to think of you as mayby the closest friend I have."

Dear MR Sherlock Holmes how are hows London doing i mite live in London im leving US and coming to London. Andrew Forreest

sherlock holmes se encuentra ante el asesinato de watson, quien ha pertenecido desde un principio a la mafia italiana. holmes da con la pena de la traicion de su amigo, mas decide investigar acerca de su muerte a pesar de sentirse desilusionado ya que watson sólo quería obtener información

as holmes left the room to go and get changed mrs hudson walked in with a pot of tea she lookes at watson and asked "as it is christmas can i espect you both to take the day off" watson turns around to see weather holmes is in earshot and says while rolling his eyes "it would be wonderfull to have a day of relaxation but i have a feeling it is not ment to be" holmes walkes in says "THANK YOU MRS HUDSON" she quckly leaves the room "Ready Watson" he was just about to take his first mouthfull of his breakfast,he puts the fork down and gets up to leave to go and see the christmas play.

"What a magnificant play watson". "quite" said I , "but shouldn't we head back to baker street?" "very good Watson, Lestrade is probably ringing the bell as we speak". Holmes and I called a cab and returned to baker street. Upon entering our flat we saw lt. Lestrade sitting in our living room."Why the devil don't you lock your door Holmes?" said Lestrade. Why my good man I have nothing of material value in this humble flat; all my wealth lies within my massive brain." "Real funny Holmes" said lestrade. "What is the nature of your visit today?" asked Holmes. "Like you don't know." said letrade.

It was late Christmas morning of 1882 when I went downstairs to the study for breakfast and was surprised find Sherlock Holmes still in his dressing gown. Warning copyright -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Well Watson." he said. "You have risen slightly earlier than usual I see. Here, read this telegram." "But Holmes." I said "Why are you still in your dressing gown?" "I hadn't time to get out of it Watsonn, news of a case sends me speeding to it, now read the telegram." It was adressed from Birmingham, and read a follows. Dear Mr Holmes, I am in great distress. I am the sole surviving owner of my late father's estate. His will said that when he died, I would inherit all his possesion's. However, A strange man named Oswald King claims he has a right to the estate, and that my Father's will to me was forged, and his real will gave everything to him. I beg you to assist me in proving him wrong. As it is nearing Christmas, I don't wan't a scandal that would harm our family's good name. Yours truly, Michael South. "Michael South was a friend of mine from school." said Holmes. "I'd do anytihng for him." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Happy Christmas to you Watson," he said form behind his paper. "And happy Christmas to you too, Holmes. You do realize it is nearly 10:30? Have you no case to settle today?" "No my dear Watson. At least, not yet anyway. I am however expecting a visit from Lestrade sometime this afternoon. Help yourself to breakfast. I'll go get dressed and when you are ready I would very much like to go see the Christmas play outside Buckingham Palace. I hear it is becoming very popular," he said as he eyed the paper on his lap.

Well cheese Watson." she said. "You have risen from the dead slightly earlier than usual I see. Here, read this telegram." "But me." I said "Why are you still in your dressing gown?" because i felt like it."I hadn't time to get out of it the gown .cheese Watsonn, news of a case sends me speeding to it,the car now read the telegram." It was adressed from the school Birmingham, and read a follows. Dear Mr Holmes, I am in great distress. I am the sole of god surviving owner of my late father's estate. His will said that when he is dead, I would inherit all his possesion's. However, A strange man named Oswald King claims he has a right to the estate, and that my Father's will to me was forged, and his real will gave everything to him. I beg you to assist me in proving him wrong. As it is nearing Christmas, I don't wan't a scandal that would harm our family's good name. Yours truly, Michael South. "Michael South was a friend of mine from school." said Holmes. "I'd do anytihng for him."

Ho,Ho,Ho? A Christmas story by Connie Gordon "My dear Watson, have we any news on this fine Christmas morn?," Holmes was pacing round his small study smoking his finest pipe. "Saddley yes sir, yet maybe you cold take the day off? Holmes stop's pacing and stares at Watson "What do you mean?," "Well sir maybe you should take the day off no matter how many crimes are happening," "I could not live with myself if I did dear Watson, for you see if I take just one day off one hundred crimes could happen while I drink tea and eat cake! Would you be able to do that Watson?," Watson goes very red and replies grimly, "Well sir maybe well... you could let me do the cases wile you spend some time on your own?," "Fine, fine my dear Watson I shall spend half a day relaxing and let you do the work, but then when that half is over I will see how you are doing and if you do well and have solved what ever it is then maybe I will take the other half off. But if not and that you have failed then I will solve the rest of the crime and it will be you who will be taking the day off!,"

Inspector Lestrade was one of the chief alcocholics of Scotland Yard. So, he invites us to take a pint of ale in Auld Queenes Head pub. "For Merry Christmass!!" said Holmes "Cheers"

"You're still in your dressing gown Holmes, how is that so?" asked Watson "Yes, morning Watson, well I heard a bump in the night and came down to investigate the most disturbing case of my career. I saw a fleeting figure that seemed to fly up the chimney breast. This strange aparition caused me to examine the room for clues. I found this sack, containing wrapped gifts with your name, my name and that of Mrs Hudson on it. I also found a small scrap of red material caught on the fire fender. Watson, I am exhausted, but mentally stimulated. I have spent the last six hours pondering over these intriguing clues." "Holmes, you should have called me down." "No, Watson, I know how you need your sleep to keep your brain cells in working order." "After spending all this time considering the clues, have you come to a conclusion?" asked Watson. "Of course, my dear Watson, you are in the company of the Great Sherlock Holmes. It is elementary, we have been visited by none other than Father Christmas."

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The adventure of the rattling drainpipes One night at dusk there was a rattling coming from outside. Sherlock Holmes looked out the window saw nothing (because it was very dark) and went back to bed but struggled to get back to sleep. A few minutes later Watson walked in, claiming that he had heard a rattling noise from outside. Sherlock and Watson went outside to investigate for anything suspicious. They heard a faint creek here and there but were never quite quick enough to find out what was going on. At 3:00 am Sherlock and Watson trudged back to 221 Baker Street. In the morning, at 9:00 a.m. Watson saw Sherlock in his dressing gown. "What are you doing undressed? We have a mystery to solve!" Stressed Watson. Sherlock stepped back and showed Watson the empty wardrobe that he was investigating. Watson was shocked to see that Sherlock's wardrobe was empty. Watson and Sherlock exchanged glances. Watson noticed that Sherlock was holding a crumpled note saying' Sherlock Holmes, you will never find out who stole the clothes and wallet. From??? ???????' " There are some fingerprints on the note!" Squealed Watson delighted that he had found a clue. "Get the D.N.A and later we shall go to the police station for any records or names." Announced Sherlock. "Meanwhile can I borrow some of your clothes?" So Sherlock got dressed whilst Watson checked the D.N.A fingerprints on the note. When Sherlock went to Watson's lab Watson wasn't there. Sherlock heard some rattling from the drainpipes. He dashed to the window quicker than quick but it was only Watson looking at the drainpipes for more fingerprints. Sherlock suddenly noticed that there were some muddy footprints on the floor. He nodded to Watson so that Watson would come inside. When Watson was inside, Sherlock led Watson outside. On their way they saw people looking at their drainpipes looking confused. When they arrived, they asked the head policeman if he would kindly let them have a little look at the criminal records. The records showed that Jay Caspian, Ben Tolkien, Don Corniel, Michael Cooney and Bob Fleming all break into buildings by climbing up drainpipes. Sherlock and Watson went home with those names in their heads wondering who it was. It was the end of the day and they both felt tired. That night there was another rattling of the drainpipes. Sherlock ran to the window and grabbed the man before it was too late. "What is your name?" Asked Sherlock but the man stayed silent" What is your name?" Questioned Sherlock being extremely patient. The mysterious man eventually replied "Don Corniel". By this time, Watson had walked in. "Watson, check the D.N.A to this man." It is hardly surprising that the D.N.A was an exact replica of the one that Watson had. Sherlock and Watson took Don Corniel to the police station, where they told the police his name and crime so that the police could deal with Don Corniel. The next day everybody on Baker Street knew about Don Corniel.

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It was a cold and rainy Monday morning of 1878. "Hello Holmes" I said "Have you got any cases this week?" "Yes, I do, Watson" said Holmes "A very difficult one" "What's happened?" I asked "Joseph Swan has been kidnapped with his new invention" said Holmes "What is his new invention?" I said "I don't know" said Holmes "Let's go down to his garage" said Holmes. "Hello dear officer" said Holmes "Have you got anything to tell us about Swan" "No" said the officer "But we got some witnesses" "great" said Holmes "One of them saw the thief" "How did he then look" said Holmes " He was big, had strong moves, orange hair and blue eyes" said the officer "Wait just ten seconds" said Watson "I've seen that gentlemen on the street. He walked into a little house on... can't remember, but the house number was 111c" "Elementary" said Holmes "There is only one street with this number" "Which?" said Watson "Laker street" said Holmes.

THE MISSING WAX HAND. IT ALL STARTED ONE NIGHT ON FEBUARY 19, 1952. HOLMES RECIEVED A LETTER FROM SIR HUNTER NAPIER. HE SAID THAT A WAX HAND FROM KING LOUIE THE xiv OF FRANCE WAS STOLEN FROM THE MUSEUM OF WAX IN LONDON. HOLMES AND WATSON WENT TO SEE SIR NAPIER IN THE WAX MUSEUM. INSIDE THEY SAW LOTS OF WAX STATUES INCLUDING ONE OF KING AURTHUR. SIR NAPIER TOLD HOLMES THAT THE HAND WAS STOLEN FROM THE STATUE AT 9AM. THE JANITOR DEVAMON WAS THE ONLY ONE INSIDE AT THAT TIME. THE JANITOR WAS IN HIS OFFICE WHEN HOLMES ARRIVED HOLDING THE WAX HAND. THE THIEF WAS CAUGHT AND THE HAND WA SRETURNED TO THE STATUE. THE END

I didn't know what the paper was about, however, with the look on Holmes' face, I decided not to ask questions. We had arrived at the scene of the paly, and Lestrade eas there. "Ah, my dear friend, how nice it is to see you!", said Holmes. Lestrade, however, did not cheer up with the arrival of me and my companion.

Watson couldn't believe his eyes

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"Here we are! Buckingham Palace. Let's go and get our seats before all the good one's ar gone!" ,said Watson. "Wow, It is so beautiful in here." ,said Sherlock.

my incomplete story find Sherlock Holmes in the company of himself and Watson.One moment later a young lady enters quitely."Hello,"her cherry voice lights up the room. Holmes whisked her off her feet ,swings her round ,and sets her down after some chatter ,She motions for Holmes to intoduce her."This",he said laughing"is my sister Victoria Anne Devirre." "You are married I see,"said I. "oh heavens no,'Locky'hasn't told you?Anyway,Father named the boys and Mother named me.She wanted one girl child form her father's family to hve the last name 'Deverre'.So I became Victoria Anne Holmes Devirre and the boys became --Devirre Holmes. Our parents were excentric."Holmes similed and said"The dissolvent of crim runns in the family,Victoria here work at Scotland Yard."he said. "which brings me to my point."She said."Lockie,we need your help."

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THE MYSTERY in the rum It was a cold gloomy day when I went down stairs as I passed the rum barral and saw that note it siad urgent dear mr. laine meet me at the corner of 221b street at midnight. tunnal fineshed we'll break in to the bank to night. so I called up watson and told him what I found. that night me and watson called up the police agent and the police and watson and me folled Mr. Laine and there we arrested is friends.

"What are you planing today, me dear Holmes?" questioned Watson. "Anything stupendous my friend?" "Not at all my dear Watson. I was thinking something along the lines of an evening at the theater. Maybe we will enchant our time with music of the most heavenly quality. For the most superior instrument on the streets of London is the violin." My dear friend Holmes then bean humming a piece of music, and he was so annoyingly cheerful, that I could perceive something was up.

As we walked to the play, a black figure was heading our way. As he got closer, I could see his eyes as black as the night with hair to match. His nights seemed to be late but it was no one I knew. "Ah! Mr. Michael Smith! How good to see you!" exclaimed my friend. He turned to me with a smile unique to him. I knew we had a case on his mind. "Remember the Mr. Smith we had talked about this morning?" I could vaguely remember for I was only barely awake. "I thank you again Homes for taking this case." said Mr. Smith, true gratitude shining towards us. "I can not talk now but how about if we meet at 0900 hours to-morrow at your house for the details" my friend said with great intrest in his face. As we walked back to Baker Street, I had a feeling that I would be very busy to-morrow.

Detective Julia by:Julia Garriott I am Julia. I'm going to tell how I became a detective. It was March and I heard Holmes was coming to America. So I went to New York to see him. Just him because Watson was off somewhere in Ireland. On count St.Patrick's Day. Some how I found him at a police station in New York. A cop told me he was helping out with a family murder case. He said no one like them so it could have been anyone. Holmes and a New York cop where looking at descriptions of the case.I walked by and noted it said two sets of foot prints by the door. I asked how could it be two sets of foot prints with a small New York apartment door. Holmes looked surprised to see woman a long man cops. He said the lady is right,it doesn't make since. After that he said sit and help us think,we need all it we can get. About a minute later some children bought cookies to the station.They where so small they came in together. I yelled,"I got it". Sherlock and the cop looked at me. I said,it was kids who did the murder,little ones. They where all shocked. So we reinterviewed the family friends. In the end one told me about a fight with neighbor kids. Threads were made toward the family by two mean kids. After the interview the two mean kids were arrested. After resting at a hotel Sherlock and I went out to lunch. Then he ask me," How would like to be a London Detective". I said,"That's my dream". So after lunch we got on a boat and three months we were in London. Two months later I was helping out Holmes and Watson.And that's how I became a detective London.

The Adventure of the Christmas Cracker It was late Christmas morning of 1882 when I went downstairs to the study for breakfast and was surprised find Sherlock Holmes still in his dressing gown.

"Well Watson." he said. "You have risen slightly earlier than usual I see. Here, read this telegram." "But Holmes." I said "Why are you still in your dressing gown?" "I hadn't time to get out of it Watsonn, news of a case sends me speeding to it, now read the telegram." It was adressed from Birmingham, and read a follows. Dear Mr Holmes, I am in great distress. I am the sole surviving owner of my late father's estate. His will said that when he died, I would inherit all his possesion's. However, A strange man named Oswald King claims he has a right to the estate, and that my Father's will to me was forged, and his real will gave everything to him. I beg you to assist me in proving him wrong. As it is nearing Christmas, I don't wan't a scandal that would harm our family's good name. Yours truly, Michael South. "Michael South was a friend of mine from school." said Holmes. "I'd do anytihng for him."

"Happy Christmas to you Watson," he said form behind his paper. "And happy Christmas to you too, Holmes. You do realize it is nearly 10:30? Have you no case to settle today?" "No my dear Watson. At least, not yet anyway. I am however expecting a visit from Lestrade sometime this afternoon. Help yourself to breakfast. I'll go get dressed and when you are ready I would very much like to go see the Christmas play outside Buckingham Palace. I hear it is becoming very popular," he said as he eyed the paper on his lap.

At 12, noon, Holmes was finally dressed. "At last", exclaimed Watson, "Now to Bukingham Palace". They left Baker St by a cab. When they nearly half way there, Holmes noticed that they were being driven towards Trafalger Sqaure. "Excuse me driver", said Holmes, "This is not the way to Buckingham Palace." The driver answered in a deep voice "There is an obstruction down Pall Mall and so we are having to take a detour." "Hmmm Watson," said Holmes, " I think something is amiss." Just then Watson noticed a peice of paper on the floor of the cab, it read: The Traitors Gate, The Tower of London.

It was just after luncheon when Lestreade arrived and Mrs. Hudson showed him up. "Hello Lestrade! I'm so glad to see you, Merry Christmas!"

but then he found out that christmas night, that his wife had been having an affair with his father and so he charged down to his dads house to find her there with his father (like eastenders) and he knocked his father out and said "come on you, home" to his wife!

"Well so what do you think about this case?"sad Holmes. "Who do think is the susspect?Do you think that it was the dude in the red hat?"

A lamp glows dimly. It is late and the London fog swirls about the feet of the horses that pull the hansom cabs. A figure rush's past and a dull thud can be heard. No one sees the shoes of the body laying still as the fog is very thick tonight.

once upon a time there was a little boy who wanted to be sherlock holmes. His name was che. He had two books: The case book of sherlock holmes and the return of sherlock holmes. Soon che who was seven years old decided to visit the master detective himself. And so started the adventure of che the 21st century detective who will soon come knocking on the doors of baker street all the way from india !!!!

Well see here..."my good man" i was sitting there- can you excuse me- on the way home i decided to stop in the old cigar emporium shoppe along madison avenue when all of a sudden - there was a carriage that had stopped and a very "mysterious" woman got out - and she watched me and i wondered.

The estenders scene then stopped due to lack of interest and watson was no longer loved. THE END :)

Holmes fixed me with a beady stare when I entered the room. "You have been in the library again, haven't you Watson!?" "But Holmes!" I cried out, half-laughing."How did you know?" "You know my methods." My companion said briskly "Apply them!" After a bit of thought, I gave in. "Tell me! My thinking skills aren't as good as yours!" "A human brain,"Sherlock proclaimed wisely "Is as good as any other if you only know how to use it correctly. Still," Said Holmes, standing up "I will answer to your wishes. You have dust on your shoulders where you have wiped your hands; And you have ink on your fingers that comes from leafing through newspapers and the Like. That, and the fact that you have a pencil behind your ear." "Holmes! Once again, your powers of deduction have amazed me!" Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Holmes opened the door and a small hobbled figure came in.

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hello, i'm bob and this is my story: Once apon a time, there was a guy named bob. he was very boared, so he went to sleep. The next day, he woke up and had a cup of coffee. He walked to his bed and sat on it, then he went to sleep.

"homes!" said bob... once again bob was boared. He always says that to sherlock holmes... the end, this is the best story ever i hope you publish it. thank you so much, this is ym dream the story above is very long so it took a long time... almost 2 sentences. bye!

I think that a story idea could take place in India, when Sherlock investigates the ransacked palace of Prince Stephan and Princess Rayna. There could also be a stolen diamond.

SHERLOCK HOLMES AND THE STUCK CAT. The cat climed up the tree and got stuck.Sherlock holmes got a ladder.He climed the ladder and saved the cat.He was given £5,he spent it on sweets. the end.by a bored 9year old called kate.

On a cold and fogy night Holmes and Watson where on there way back from a play when Holmens called "Stop driver!" and went rushing awy. Later watson asked why holmes had sudanly ran and was ansewered "Because, my dear Watson I noticed a murder." Do you know who did this?" Watson asked. "No no my dear fellow. But I plan to find out."

Is it really THE END?

Where did Sherlock Holmes live? How long did he live there?

Sherlock holmes' last wish "well my dear watson it seems i'm lying hear ready to pass on to a new life, there is one thing i'd like you to do for me though" he said. "i'll do anything for you my dear friend. anything." "I never told you watson as i was ashamed of saying this but i have a daughter that i wish you to find for me" "a daughter, but, how, i've never seen you with any woman in your life other than our clients, how can this be so?" " it was when i was alot younger and had not met you my dear watson, but i will have to tell you after you find her, i have something i wish to tell her" ........

Holmes was the coolest detective in town.

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