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A Wintoon trod that lonely way
And saw the bird that wounded lay.

With tenderness his heart was filled:
He warmed the bird the cold had chilled

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Where leaps the rugged Trinity
In scenes of great sublimity,

He sat and gently bathed that wing
Until, relieved, the bird did sing.
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--- A Wintu Legend * (An Excerpt from: The Bird with the Wounded Wing)

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* Verse by Alfred C. Gillis - Re: Wintu Trails - Shasta Historical Society, Copyright 1977
(Printed by Redding Printing Co., Inc.)

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Photo -- Trinity River (Spring, 1999)

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