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An Open Air Page For Big Girls and Boys

IN COUNCIL

••f’LOSfU your eyes and listen well, Silent Warrior. I have some v good news to impart. Your list of pen-names has proved most suitable and to you falls the trophy.” “These are pleasant tidings, Redfeather. I shall look forward to seeing those names inscribed on the Totem Pole.” “And that will be soon O silent one. The lists this time were of a high standard and Flying Cloud wove hers into a story which .made interesting reading. ... A new Chief is leaning against the birch tree. ... If I mistake not he is one Great Trail Seeker, of whom I have heard. Speak, stranger!”

“It is indeed I, Redfeather. Even th'e uncharted trails must yield to me forT have a sixth sense which whispers the way.” "Three new Braves are approaching the Wigwam. In one T perceive Dawn Wind with Moon Moth a pace ahead. White Bird follows closely in the rear. Our tribes strengthen as the units multiply. ... Hark, I hear the dip of a paddle. Little Swift Canoe is again with us, her dainty craft laden with necklaces of polished shells. These shall find a cherished place on the Wigwam wall. See, she has other shells, too, of rare and intricate design. When I hold tills rainbow-coloured one to my ear other seas are sounding a soft and solemn refrain. I can hear the break of the surf on far reefs, the backwash, the impetus of new waves gathering force. The ocean is in the hollow of my hand. Perhaps even so we hold our destinies and harken to the voice of the past and the future. Who can tell? But let us be gay with the present. Enter, Chiefs and Braves, but tread softly, softly. . . . The skin of the black bear that terrorised the lesser creatures of the forest Is now spread full length on the Wigwam floor.” REDFEATHER.

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Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 261, 25 January 1928, Page 6

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An Open Air Page For Big Girls and Boys Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 261, 25 January 1928, Page 6

An Open Air Page For Big Girls and Boys Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 261, 25 January 1928, Page 6

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