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28815	Balch, Frederic Homer	The Bridge of the Gods A Romance of Indian Oregon. 19th Edition.			.txt	text/plain	72576	4385	85	His wife lay with closed eyes and flushed face amid the white pillows. The little lame boy said nothing, but came up to Cecil, took his hand, "Chiefs and warriors, who dwell in lodges and talk with men, Tohomish, great war-chief of the tribes of the Wauna, and had never known robing him with fire, and I thought he looked like the Indian Long did Multnomah and his chiefs sit in council that day. council looked at him; even the chief, Snoqualmie, did not turn his "I was chief of a tribe; we dwelt in the land the Great Spirit gave hand and look on a face like my mother's. On the next day came the races, the great diversion of the Indians. was broken up, you talked wisely and like a great chief and warrior; Indians that the war-chief should sicken, that Multnomah should show	./cache/28815.txt	./txt/28815.txt