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the morning. The first gave her Balsam for her wounds, and the Birch gave her a robe to make a wigwam.
“Take my boughts to make her a soft bed”, said the Balsam, in triumph.
“I will give her also dishes and sugar and a canoe to ride in, as well as a home. I will wear a white robe, so she can find me in the woods in summer, and in winter I will hang my boughs with beads of brown wampum”, said the Birch.
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