The call of the passing race, in verse and prose . ists. In my study of the Indian I tried toreach the man that is in him, which wenever allow ourselves to see, and in myeffort to portray him without his toma-hawk in this booklet, I trust you will findhim just as interesting. CONTENTS Squaws Sacrifice. unto men, and make our Master one! my debt is paid. Hereafter man is man. tongue makes Friends that easily part. THE SQUAWS day we prayed to God above for one who paid the cost. LAMENTATIONS OF AN INDIAN. I laid aside my Indian mind
The call of the passing race, in verse and prose . ists. In my study of the Indian I tried toreach the man that is in him, which wenever allow ourselves to see, and in myeffort to portray him without his toma-hawk in this booklet, I trust you will findhim just as interesting. CONTENTS Squaws Sacrifice. unto men, and make our Master one! my debt is paid. Hereafter man is man. tongue makes Friends that easily part. THE SQUAWS day we prayed to God above for one who paid the cost. LAMENTATIONS OF AN INDIAN. I laid aside my Indian mind! THE STORY OF THE OLD BASKET. Me old now like him basket, my face like flower dry. THE INDIANS CALL OF THE PAST. Come! Let us find our home as once it was. Indian true, did Nature send to show the world its worth. THE a relic it found a place. SAME GOD SENDS THE INDIAN. ^^Me say: In mountains must be friends. THE HILL OF THE not all dead, his soul will AM I CALLED A SAVAGE?I try to live as you do and die!. PEACE. Peace unto men! Now, all rejoice,And make our Master one; Then tell the world, with mighty voice,The will of Man is done.
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