The story goes...
that a chief from what is now North Dakota...
followed a vision and the distant sound of drumming.
He and his grandson created a raft to explore the lake.
As they approached this island...
in the middle of the island was this beautiful woman...
with her hair down, there were feathers in her hairs, she had like a full buckskin [daim].
And all around the perimeter [omtrek] of this island were children.
They were the ones hitting the drums.
And then, it went into one beat.
And they say, that after that, they all went into her hand like that.
And that was the last they've heard of it.
It was decided the Nakota People would settle here.
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