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1805年某一天,纽约州中南部的沙斯基汉纳河畔,独自游玩的九岁白人男孩乔治·凯特林(George Catlin)钻过一个树丛,他面前忽然出现了一个装饰斑斓的欧内达印第安人。男孩吓呆了,一动也不敢动。像高塔一样君临着他的印第安人友善地举起一只手。这个友善的姿势影响了他一辈子。 2002年秋季的一天,来自大约五十个印第安人部落的代表聚集在华盛顿特区的斯密松宁艺术博物馆里。从苏族、克罗族、基卡普族、科曼奇族等各大望族的首脑,到年轻妇女和巫师,大家都穿着自己部族辉煌的全套服饰。这里搭着一个特大的印第安人小屋。野牛叫声在屋子里回荡。墙上挂着几百
One day in 1805 George Catlin, a nine-year-old white boy playing solo on the Shastkihana River in south-central New York, drilled a grove and he appeared in front of him with a gorgeously decorated Odense Indian people. The boy was shocked, not moving a move. The Indians, like the tower, who had been with him, raised his hand kindly. This friendly gesture affected him all his life. On the autumn of 2002, representatives from about 50 Indian tribes gathered in the Smithsonian Museum of Art in Washington, D.C. From the heads of the great ethnic clans such as the Sioux, Croat, Kikapu, Comanche, and young women and wizards, we all wear the brilliant costumes of our own tribes. Here is a large Indian hut. Bison echoed in the room. Hundreds hung on the wall