I mentioned in another thread a hard-to-find book of poetry by Bill Martino. That book, Songs of the Sand Country, was published in 1972. There are other rare books by Bill. In 1973 he published Fallen Feathers. 100 copies of this small 30 page book were printed by Nail Press. The book is illustrated by John Brandi, and the illustrations of each copy were hand colored. The book contains two short stories. They are titled, The Last Sun Dance, and The Pilgrim. The stories involve the ritualized death of an old Native American man, and a visit a Native American made to Wounded Knee. The short stories and illustrations are evocative, of something. However, they leave a reader trying to understand them with many questions. Here, in Bill’s words, is why he wrote the book. Another book by Bill, published in the next year, 1975, by Branden Press, is called “The Dreamer, A Tale of the Sioux.” This paperback book is a little longer, 76 pages. To give an idea of the value I place on these writings, I did not balk at paying the seller’s asking price of $130 for this little used paperback volume. I might have bought several good knives for that price. However, I have a good cutting tool and the book is a sort of knife that is useful for other purposes. This little blurb is from the back cover. I read through the little book in one night. It is a moving story. It does not contain the loose ends of the short stories in Fallen Feathers. As I read The Dreamer I was surprised to find the two short stories from Fallen Feathers were part of the story of The Dreamer, and now the hanging ends were tied into a larger, understandable, if disturbing, whole. I would like someday to make these volumes available to the forumites in electronic format, if I can do so legally. I’ve contacted Yangdu about this, and it’s something both she and I are looking into. It may be some time before we can get resolution on the questions of reproduction though. I may post small “fair use” selections verbatim from the works before then, as I have in this post. Until then, we have a passaround going for Bill’s Songs of the Sand Country, so forumites will have a chance to read and discuss among each other that work. Until then, around our virtual campfire, I will tell you the story of The Dreamer, as Bill told it to me. It may be that this was the way Bill’s story was meant to be transmitted, in some modern equivalent of the oral tradition. The Dreamer has 19 chapters. I will use them as a guide, and post no more than a chapter’s worth of the story in any post. I’ll probably never make more than one post relating the story in a day, and it may be many days between posts. If interest flags I’ll just let it rest for a while, or forever. Since this is a tale told around the campfire, feel free to interject comments. Make yourself comfortable. Pull up a log. Some of you have heard this story before, so please share your perspectives. You can even help in the telling, but please don’t jump ahead too far as a “spoiler.” Since we’re here in an informal setting, you can burp or fart as needed. You can argue. Some of you may have ideas about the story’s truth or fictional nature. Bring it up. Some of you know a lot about Native American traditions. If its BS then call it. I’m just telling a story I heard. This tale has elements that are disturbing. Some of you may find parts disgusting or sickening. Some parts may not be “fit for family” hearing. I’ll trust to our good moderators to make any edits that are required, in their judgments. I’m not going to worry too much about that, as my roll in this thread is just the teller of the story. I have a number of chores to do today. The sky is clear and the sun is out so I’ll probably not be back to my computer before the evening. Perhaps, if there is interest and enthusiasm enough, I will post the first part of the story then.