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Tiwa will be making her campfire now , so I must be on the lookout for rising
smoke - I should be able to see it even if it ' s at the foot of the mountain . Tiwa will
have a bag full of water - she would never set out on a journey without it , for she
...
Tiwa will be making her campfire now , so I must be on the lookout for rising
smoke - I should be able to see it even if it ' s at the foot of the mountain . Tiwa will
have a bag full of water - she would never set out on a journey without it , for she
...
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Tiwa will be making her campfire now , so I must be on the lookout for rising
smoke - I should be able to see it even if it ' s at the foot of the mountain . Tiwa will
have a bag full of water - she would never set out on a journey without it , for she
...
Tiwa will be making her campfire now , so I must be on the lookout for rising
smoke - I should be able to see it even if it ' s at the foot of the mountain . Tiwa will
have a bag full of water - she would never set out on a journey without it , for she
...
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all mountain of white man ' s nonsense were dumped in front of him . The flies
buzz around Midinari ' s face and cling to the red patch of his wound , but he lifts
no hand , even to drive the filthy insects off . The white men walk away to their car
...
all mountain of white man ' s nonsense were dumped in front of him . The flies
buzz around Midinari ' s face and cling to the red patch of his wound , but he lifts
no hand , even to drive the filthy insects off . The white men walk away to their car
...
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Bibliographic information
| Title | Babaru: Stories Illinois short fiction |
| Author | B. Wongar |
| Edition | illustrated |
| Publisher | University of Illinois Press, 1982 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 29 Dec 2006 |
| ISBN | 0252009959, 9780252009952 |
| Length | 102 pages |
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