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to be born without vitamins.

Oh, Miss Custer.

(WHEEZING)

Oh, Henry,

you must love me.

You're breathing

so heavily.

That's not love, you fool.

That's my asthma.

Now, wait a minute.

What are you doing that for?

Aren't you supposed

to be my nurse?

What do you say,

boys?

How are you,

Wanenis?

Hello, Dick.

I'm glad to see you!

We ain't seen much

of you around here

since you graduated

from college.

Where you been?

Why, I've been down in Montana,

laying out

copper mines!

Oh, that's right.

You're a regular mining engineer

now, ain't you?

(CHUCKLES)

I'm working at it.

How come you're

here today?

Oh, got kind of lonesome for the

old stamping grounds

and all the friends

I left here.

Sure tough that Wanenis

came back here today.

Why?

Well, the poor galoot's

been in love

with Sally ever since

they were kids.

He's part Indian,

and her old man wouldn't let them

get hitched.

That's why

he went away!

What are you

doing here?

Who invited you?

Invited me?

Why, I didn't know I

needed an invitation, Mr. Morgan.

I've always been

welcome here before.

Sally is marrying

Bob Wells today.

I shouldn't think that you would

want to be at her wedding.

If I were you,

I'd go.

Your father will tell

you that I'm right.

Him right.

Maybe you come

now, huh?

Best for you.

Black Eagle know.

Black Eagle,

I must see Sally.

No.

I'm going to her.

No.

Oh, hello, fellas.

How are you? Hello.

How's every...

How have you... Hello.

Hello.

(WHISTLING)

You know,

when I was a kid...

Nobody cares about

when you was a kid.

Say, listen, you dressed us up

like this, didn't you?

Well, I hope you

appreciate it.

Yes, and to show you how much we

appreciate it,

we're gonna

dress you up!

But I don't want

to be dressed up...

(ALL CLAMORING)

(WHISTLING SOFTLY)

Wanenis.

Sally.

Please come down.

I must speak to you.

Wanenis.

Then you're going

to marry Bob Wells?

I knew this would

happen, but it hurts.

Father wants me

to marry Bob.

And since we can't have one another,

I just don't care.

It's your father

who convinced me

that our marriage

was impossible,

'cause I'm an Indian.

Wanenis, don't.

I'm sorry, Sally.

I know it's wrong of me to make

you sad on your wedding day.

Please forgive me.

I wish you

every happiness.

I know I can't have you.

But I can't bear the thought

of anyone else having you.

When the winter's over

When the summer's through

When there's

prairie clover

I'll still belong to you

Far above the plain

When the moon is new

When it's on the wane

I'll still belong

to you

Winds may blow as though

they know what I've told you

Yet the more they blow

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