Legends of the Northwest by Hanford Lennox Gordon
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page 89 of 186 (47%)
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and thy trail, it is red in the forest;
Beware of Tamdoka,--beware. Slumber not like the grouse of the woodlands, With head under wing, for the glare of the eyes that sleep not are upon thee." [a] The rabbit. The Dakotas called the Crees "Mastincapi"--Rabbits. "Winona, fear not," said Duluth, "for I carry the fire of Wakinyan, [a] And strong is the arm of my youth, and stout are the hearts of my warriors; But Winona has spoken the truth, and the heart of the White Chief is thankful. Hide this in thy bosom, dear maid, --'tis the crucified Christ of the white men. [b] Lift thy voice to his spirit in need, and his spirit will hear thee and answer; For often he comes to my aid; he is stronger than all the Dakotas; And the Spirits of evil, afraid, hide away when he looks from the heavens." In her swelling brown bosom she hid the crucified Jesus in silver; "Niwaste," [c] she sadly replied; in her low voice the rising tears trembled; Her dewy eyes turned she aside, and she slowly returned to the teepees. But still on the swift river's strand, admiring the graceful Winona, |
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