
After the morning’s unsuccessful deer hunt, the trading post hunter boiled water in anticipation of a meager broth of dried venison and corn. Old Northwest Territory, two ridges east of the River Raisin, in the Year of our Lord, 1795…
After the morning’s unsuccessful deer hunt, the trading post hunter boiled water in anticipation of a meager broth of dried venison and corn. Old Northwest Territory, two ridges east of the River Raisin, in the Year of our Lord, 1795…
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