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However, one young man, who was in contention with his cousin to follow their uncle as chief of the tribe, was not satisfied to sit ion the tree’s shadow. “If the trees shadow can bestow me the gift of past and future,” he reasoned, “surely a piece of the bark carefully stitched into my moccasin would give me even greater power.” He reached up with a sharp rock and cut off a piece of the bark…… You hear a noise and quickly stop reading.



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