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Trail of Tears 2 - Trail of Tears[1830 Dear Journal I have...

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Trail of Tears [1830] February 10, 1829 Dear Journal, I have finally found work. I can now use my skills as a blacksmith. I thank Mr. Johnson everyday for taking a chance on me and giving me a job. Not only is it a good job, it also gives me a purpose. I can finally provide for my family. My wife is really proud of me and she tells me every chance that she gets. My son is really starting to get big. He said his first words awhile back. I was so excited to hear “Da Da” come out of his mouth. He turned three years old today and we had a little get-together amongst family and friends. I was having a conversation with my neighbor and my father and we began talking about Indians somehow. My father told me that he saw an Indian settlement when he and my mother were riding to my cabin. I told him that the Indians were Cherokee. I see them almost every morning when I ride into town to go to work. Dad said, “I don’t care who they are, I hate all of them. Indians raided our cabin, and I watched them kill my brother when I was only seven years old. They have no place living amongst us
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