Maude, photo.
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could be gathered together. The story goes somewhat in this fashion: Long ago—how long one may guess as well as another and get as near to it as the Mokis, who say it was "very, very when"—groups of Indians belonging to the great Uto-Aztecan stock and other pueblo stocks lived over all this region. The limits of this vast region are more accurately found in the States of Utah, Colorado, New Mexico and Arizona and reach over into Mexico. This ruin-strewn expanse tells the story of many wanderings and movings about, through the forgotten years, before the pueblo peoples were settled in the places where the white man found them. The remains of ancient monarchies are, perhaps, more interesting from their connection with the world's history, but there is a fascination also in the leveled cities of the Southwest, under which lie the rude records of the ancients of the New World. In the course of time and through various vicissitudes of war, famine or disease, some of these groups were broken up and the survivors forced to seek refuge in other tribes of their kin. This has been going on for millenniums. The organization of these tribes was rather loose, and consisted of clans which are made up of those related by blood; marriages were, as they are now, prohibited between members of the same clan. This was another cause of mixture. So it happened that in our deserts there was a wandering of the ancient people like that of the chosen people, but their simple clothing waxed old, their towns waxed old, and their mother corn only blessed them by hard labor. It would seem at the first glance that some great unrest filled the
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