Once upon a time before Minnesota had any idea of being Minnesota or any other fixed locale there lived there an Indian girl Winona who loved as was the way in those days the bravest of her uncle's warriors. Now her uncle wanted her wedded to Matosapa, chief of a friendly tribe, who came to warn him of approaching peril from the Chippewas, and so relentlessly did he insist that she, despairing, sent for her true love to come back from the war. Home came Chatonska galloping over the plains only to be...
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