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Old Fishhook came to Uncle one day with a sad tale of his poverty - lameness unclear unclear - and the cruelty of the white men to Indians asking - lined out asking for begging paper- Uncle unclear his ideas on the following unclear Kind friend this paper I present to ask a little aid -- My wants this seeming few are great in begging for my friend.For For unclear and unclear] grief open and flood & fire & unclear - Tell sadly on my destiny & all my hopes are lost. ll Say. Come not here. This time they take us unclear perchance it is Why should I help the Indians wild unclear Copper Colored unclear? An idle thriftless heathen race. go home & beg of them, My bread I earn by daily toil.let Indians do the same.