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McKenzie, Charles. The Mississouri Indians, 1809. An electronic transcription. MFTP #0009 No 2 But at the end of three days she deserted in the night and carried off a fine horse from my Tent[.] "Where did she go I said" – she went answered he to her relations where she is arrived before now. This is the third she was taken prisoner – and the the third time she effected her escape[.] The former times she carried nothing but her own simple robe away – but this time she is well dressed and has two knives[.] She is very pretty – none of our women equal her[.] She is the greatest beauty of all the Indian tribes[.] We know the white mn would love her, and would give a generous for her – and I saved her life on account of the white men." I wish You had not been so merciful My Son Exclaimed an old blind woman[.] "I wish you had killed the B__h for she has stolen my knife which I had for three winters[.] It was a good knife – only the handle of it was broken[.]" Yes said a young Girl from the opposite corner of the tent – the bad slave has stolen my knife also – I wish she was dead"! These wishes was not lost[.] In a short time after while the Village was still in an uproar – rejoicing for their late success in war – four Young men who [77] L E G E N D : |
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