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Every year in summer, about the time the berries ripen, the Blackfeet used to hold the great festival and sacrifice which we call the ceremony of the Medicine Lodge. This was a time of happy meetings, of feasting, of giving presents; but besides this rejoicing, those men who wished to have good-luck in whatever they might undertake tried to prove their prayers sincere by sacrificing their bodies, torturing themselves in ways that caused great suffering. In ancient times, as we are told in books of history, things like that used to happen among many peoples all over the world. "Yes. I forgive you," she says, almost in a whisper, with a seriousness that amounts to solemnity. "Are you going no farther?" asks Rodney, hoping sincerely she will say "No." She does say it..
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"Mrs. Geoffrey is incapable of making any mistake. How silent you are, old fellow!" "I don't know, sir. I never was abroad before, an' I'm dead bate now, an' the bag's like lead." At last, one day, Old Man decided that he would make a woman and a child, and he modelled some clay in human shape, and after he had made these shapes and put them on the ground, he said to the clay, "You shall be people." He spread his robe over the clay figures and went away. The next morning he went back to the place and lifted up the robe, and saw that the clay shapes had changed a little. When he looked at them the next morning, they had changed still more; and when on the fourth day he went to the place and took off the covering, he said to the images, "Stand up and walk," and they did so. They walked down to the river with him who had made them, and he told them his name. "It doesn't sound right," says Mona, shaking her head..
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