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31252	Heady, Morrison	The Red Moccasins: A Story			.txt	text/plain	49740	2459	84	boy, brought up, like Sprigg, to know no will but his own? "Then, red moccasins shall you have, my boy!" cried the fond father, like old Mother Hubbard, to get the poor dog a bone, Sprigg found there Sprigg and Pow-wow went out to play, but the dog was more like a bird speak again, so long as the red moccasins and the like vain fancies Sprigg being a boy more after his own heart than any young human being Little Winged Moccasin, the boy who ran to the setting sun in quest of Know, then, that Sprigg's fancy for red moccasins has grown to be But Sprigg's heart was too full of red moccasins for the laughing Poor Sprigg never once thought of Little Winged Moccasin. "Sprigg!" The boy said, "Sir," and the bear went on: "You have been a Were Ben a boy of a wild and brilliant fancy, say, like Sprigg,	./cache/31252.txt	./txt/31252.txt