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Through the pine woods of Keewaydin, / Over the snows of Shebandowan, / The Wendigo roams in the winter's frost / And pursues to destruction the hunter. / Yet no man can meet with the Wendigo, / No man can face him or see him; / Only his track in the snow is seen, / And lost is the hunter that sees it. […] The heart that ne'er quailed on the war-path / Turns to stone at the name of the Wendigo.
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Through
the
pine
woods
of
Keewaydin,
/
Over
the
snows
of
Shebandowan,
/
The
Wendigo
roams
in
the
winter's
frost
/
And
pursues
to
destruction
the
hunter.
/
Yet
no
man
can
meet
with
the
Wendigo,
/
No
man
can
face
him
or
see
him;
/
Only
his
track
in
the
snow
is
seen,
/
And
lost
is
the
hunter
that
sees
it.
[…]
The
heart
that
ne'er
quailed
on
the
war-path
/
Turns
to
stone
at
the
name
of
the
Wendigo.
