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We live, we die, and like the grass and trees, renew ourselves from the soft earth of the grave. Stones crumble and decay, faiths grow old and they are forgotten, but new beliefs are born. The faith of the villages is dust now... but it will grow again... like the trees.
~ Chief Joseph, Hin-mah-too-yah-lat-kekt, (3 Mar 1840 - 21 Sept 1904) Chief Joseph was the leader of the Wal-lam-wat-kain band of Nez Perce who were forcibly removed from their ancestral lands in the Wallowa Valley (Oregon). Photo by Edward H. Latham (28 May 1903)

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