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Strolling thro the village of Kameahton? in company with that fine specimen of a French gentleman Mr Bailey, our camp master, we stopped before the farthest lodge, "This is the lodge of Rela-mah-nee or the walking rattler" & here lives Winuna? or Nancy McLure the natural daughter of an officer of our army & an Indian woman, we'll go in". On a mattrass covered by a neat quilt sat Winuna? the most beautiful of the Indian women I have seen yet, she is but sixteen and the woman has scarcely displaced the child in her face and figure -- striked out and she possesses Indian face -- striked out features softened into