Elaine Goodale Eastman

Elaine Goodale Eastman

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Portrait of Elaine Goodale Eastman Elaine Goodale Eastman Indian Legends Retold

Then he turned toward shore, and over the dry land he cast berries and seeds of all plants that are good for food, so that the earth too was ready to burst with fruitfulness, only there was no sun to warm it into life.
Raven became very tired of the eternal darkness, and at last he flew straight upward until he found the hole in the sky, and went right through the hole. There he left the raven’s skin lying and flew on till he came to a spring of clear water, bubbling up with a sound like maidens’ laughter near the wigwam of the Chief of Heaven.
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Portrait of Elaine Goodale Eastman Elaine Goodale Eastman Indian Legends Retold

Do not soon forget our love,” sighed the wife, and she died.
The goat-hunter mourned her truly, and he did as she had asked him to do. He remained on the spot where he had lost her and seemed to have no thought of going back to the village. He kept her body with him in the hut as long as he could, and when at last he was forced to lay it away, he carved an image out of cedar wood and set it up in front of her loom, so that as one entered the hut it seemed that a woman sat there, weaving a dancing-blanket.
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