Native Nations, Ancient Paths: The True Story of the Oregon Trail

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…en found herself looking towards the distant, mist-shrouded peaks of the Cascade Mountains, imagining the ancient paths that crisscrossed those formidable ranges, paths that had been trod by generations of Nez Perce, Umatilla, and Warm Springs peoples long before the first wagon wheels had ever rumbled across the plains. She wondered about their stories, their lives, their connection to this land that was now hers. The carved bird on her windowsill seemed to watch her, a silent question hanging in the air. Had the price of her new home been too steep for those who had called it home for millennia? The question was a quiet ache in her heart, a counterpoint to the melody of her hard-won peace.