Note 79 — FICTION (continued 4)
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Toward evening a man came to the doorway, and kicking aside the door flap, said: “I notify you to come to the Long Lodge, where the man sheds wampum instead of tears from his eyes. If you can pick up wampum after it has fallen to the ground, it is yours. If you can gather more than other people, it is your good fortune.” The name of the herald was Hadyuswus.79 He then hurried on to the other lodges.