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Started by voyageur1688, May 07, 2009, 06:27:17 PM

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 I was new ta da Big Lonely as dis area were calt at da time, havin jez com from Trois Rivieres bak in Quebec. I set up camp witin a close distins ta da Ojibwe dat was livin der on da riviere dat was later called da Rainy Riviere. Dis area was knowed ta me cuz my great grandaddy had been da firs ta explore it back in 1688. Da Ojibwe wasnt here den but the Cree was. Even so, dey node ma name an made me welcum. well da cheif a dat village White Wolf had a son-- Flying hawk dat was a no good bully tinkin cuz he was da chiefs son he cud do w'ever e wanned an he treat everone an everting real bad. Pale Moose-da medsin man told im ta be goot er he would be curst fer da way he akked. Dis boy jus ignoor da medsin man an be efen meener den bfer. Atter he had bin sa mean ta da udder chilern dey stay away frum im an he start ta git lonely but dey still stayt away, da growdups did to. Da chief e say ta him ta be gud r he would be punished by da great spirit,  but it didn elp. Dat boy e jus stay meen n gettin meener. One day da medsin man foun im bein real mean ta a yun bear cub he foun dat had wanterd away fromm its mutter. The medsin man tol im ta let it be as it a totum an is sacred an ta be rispected, or da great spirit wud punish im fer it. Dis made Flying Hawk mad an e started ta do tinks dat hurt da cub radder den jus scarin it. Da cub manage ta run off an da boy follow im an cach im agin. Cuz da cub had run, da boy start ta really urt im bad. Da great spirit, had enuf n appear ta da boy n tell im ta stop. Da boy dint know its da great spirit tellin im dis so he sez, I am Flying Hawk-the chiefs son an I kin do wut I wanna. If ya git in ma way I gon urt you as well an cuz my fadder is da chief you will not be able ta do anitink bout it. Da great spirit tol da boy ta stop or e would be tur inta a bear an wit his heart so colt, he wuld not turn back ta a boy til e chang is ways an be a good boy in heart an if e try ta trick da great spirit e would saty a bear an not be a man effer agin. Da boy jes laff at da great spirit. and soon he becum a bear an e figurd since e was a bear now e could be even meener ta everbody an since e is now so stronk e can evn make da warriors fear im an da medsin man ud not let da braves hunt him ta stop im. He got reel bad an was hurtin his peole wen e cud.
Well, da chief an medsin man done no wut ta do an are faced wit havin da boy urt er kill everone in da village or dey gotta stop im.
   As time wen on da boy/bears heart started ta git even more hard an da great spirit again appear ta im  ta git im ta be good an tel im dat if e dont e will start ta becum as ard as is heart. Da boy tell da great spirit dis pleazes im. Soon da boy/bear see iz claws af turn ta stone an his fur is ard as tree bark. E has a ard time movin but he feel he cant b kilt now so e goes bac ta da village ta be wurs den effer. Da braves was all out huntin fer game wen e came dat day an da wimin folk wur da only ones der cept fer me, da chief an da medsin man. I ad ben wurkin on some hides I got dat mornin, wen e came in an start ta go affer da wimin folk. I ad no choice, e ad ta be stopt rite den. E was gunna kill dat woman an I cudnt let im do dat.
I shot im with my muskit an he turn ta me an charged. he was urt bad but was still livin. he got ta me bfer I cud reload an we started ta fightin. E cut me bad wit dose stone claws, but I ad ta win cuz da utters wernt safe ifns I ditnt.  I manage ta git my Hudsons Bay knife an started ta cut an stab im. E kep tearin me up but I jus kep a stabbin an cuttin im. Finally e started ta get weaker an I got da upper and an stab im in da heart. He died den, an when e was, I cut one uf dem stone claws off im. Da wimin rusht ta me an brought me ta da medsin mans lodge. I was fikst bak ta ealt best cud b by im. I still af lotsa scars, but I am alive an av married  da chiefs daughter.
Now ya know da legent of Stone Claw and da trute bout what reely appen ta him.
Pierre LaBluff