Rosi

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Nobody was ever charged. They promised the red men clothes and they sent out two hundred men’s summer suits and every one of them was large enough for a three-hundred-pound man, and so the Indians cut the sleeves from them and made leggings for the children. They had sent flour that was full of weevils and bacon that had turned green and portable soup in chunks
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