Quinault River

England	(Fetter)	A Hol-Nwy, F Nrg S A Hol-Nwy, F Nth C A Hol-Nwy, F Swe S A Hol-Nwy, F Yor-Lon
France	(Evans)	A Bel-Pic, A Bur-Mar, A Gas S A Bur-Mar, A Par-Gas, A Ruh-Bur
Germany	(Lurz)	A Ber-Pru, F Den-Ska, A Kie-Ber, A Mun-Sil, A Vie-Tri
Italy	(Wiedemeyer)	A Gre S Russian A Rum-Bul, F Nap-Ion, A Pie-Mar, A Ser-Bud, F Smy S Russian F Bul-Con, F Spa(sc) S A Pie-Mar, F Tun-Wes, A Ven-Tri, F Wes-Mid
Russia	(Reynolds)	F Bul(ec)-Con, A Mos-StP, F Nwy-Swe[d, r Fin/OTB], A Rum-Bul, F Sev-Bla, F StP(nc)-Bar, A Ukr-Rum, A War-Gal
Turkey	(Denny)	F Bla S F Con-Bul, F Con-Bul(ec)[d, r Aeg/Ank/OTB].

Retreats:

Rus: F Nwy r OTB; Tur: F Con r Ank.

Final Unit Positions:

England	F Lon, F Nrg, F Nth, A Nwy, F Swe
France	A Bur, A Gas, A Par, A Pic, A Ruh
Germany	A Ber, A Pru, A Sil, F Ska, A Vie
Italy	A Bud, A Gre, F Ion, F Mid, A Pie, F Smy, F Spa, A Ven, F Wes
Russia	F Bar, A Bul, F Con, A Gal, A Rum, F Sev, A StP
Turkey	F Ank, F Bla.

Game Notes:

Map on web site. The IR draw has failed ( 1 yes, 1 no ) and has been re-proposed. There was one vote for an unproposed DIAS conclusion, which is the only result allowed outside of an outright win... (What WAS I thinking?) Ok, forget the IR and play on! Please remember to submit conditional autumn retreats and conditional winter adjustments with your Fall 1904 orders.

News from the Board

Lon-Rome:	I see you.
Lon-Mos:	Yes.
Jon-Bart:	A Ireland of course! The order is A Ireland-St. Pete (via secret Leprauchan tunnel). You used to be King there--thought you would know the lay of the land a bit better.
Fetter-Denny:	No wonder Tim Lurz is such a wealthy man! His only business expenditures are purchasing enough drinks to produce enough urine to completely soak a bar, making bail, and travel expenses to towns that haven't black-listed him yet.
Ger-Italy:	I LIKE you!
Bart-Jon,Kieth &Tim:	Stick a fork in me, I'm done! The Russo-Italian juggernaut is all yours now. Get your collective crap together without delay if you know what's good for you.
Bart-Phil & Fred:	Scoundrels! At least leave the women alone!
Hu-Bart:	Women? What women? I don't smell any women...
Bart-Tom:	Somehow I blame you for my terrible defeat here. Didn't you get that envelope stuffed with cash I sent to insure my victory? Oh, NO! I forgot to but my name on the envelope, you must have thought it was from Phil or Fred!
Tom-Bart:	You can blame anyone you want, but the rest of us know where the responsibility lies...
Tom-Bart:	Um, ... are you referring to an envelope containing small, unmarked bills? I put that down on my tax return as a gift from the gods...
Turkey-Italy, Russia:	I think it's about time for you two to have a lover's quarrel.