Chapter 16: XIV

XIV The Dead Man’s Vision I beheld too, in that vision All the secrets of the future, Of the distant days that shall be. I beheld the westward marches, Of the unknown, crowded nations. Hiawatha “This was long ago,” began Stemteemä, “many many snows. It happened in the time of my grandfather, when he was a young chief of the powerful Schu-ayl-pk18 and the Okanogans. This story I am telling you is true. It was given me by my father who favored me among h…