fair. his horses had names. we traveled to the great lakes and talked with the tribes that had their settlements. they were glad to sell their furs to hearne. but the result was that the tribes were greedy. they killed many beavers and rabbits, so that the whites are becoming less to give.it was at this time a frenchman in a large boat with flags on the coast at egg island. he was brumeau, but we call him little rabbit, because he was so jumpy. but he was vain and he thought he knew everything. for the king of france, he wanted to take a special gift. he first thought of gold or a reindeer, hearne was on top of his gold and we had to convince him that the reindeer would not survive the journey.when i have a plot.we left brumeau to the indian village. he took only soldiers. they walked as peacocks and their eyes were almost out of their sockets when they saw our women's jewelry."where can i find it?" early brumeau.i had a couple of friends and we had amassed a kind of complex speech, which, of course, he could not understand. but we had done our festive clothing. we were very impressive. my brother was all painted black and sat on a throne. in his clothes, he had a lot of chicken feathers and down his throne were the sheets of 20 gahs (rabbits).
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