And since then almost all my life I have wanted to see with my very own eyes an Indian a real noble red man dressed in beautiful skins embroidered with beads, and on his head long, waving feathers. Well, I have seen an Indian a number of Indians but they were not Red Jackets, neither were they noble red men. They were simply, and only, painted, dirty, and nauseous-smelling savages! Mrs.
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