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"
No
.
Not
at
all
.
Actually
this
region
takes
its
names
from
us
,
although
people
barely
know
it
.
It
was
a
trading
post
back
in
the
old
days
.
"
"
Frontier
times
?
"
"
You
might
call
it
that
,
"
said
Mr
.
Ibis
.
"
Evening
,
Mizz
Simmons
!
And
a
merry
Christmas
to
you
too
!
The
folk
who
brought
me
here
came
up
the
Mississippi
a
long
time
back
.
"
Shadow
stopped
in
the
street
,
and
stared
.
"
Are
you
trying
to
tell
me
that
ancient
Egyptians
came
here
to
trade
five
thousand
years
ago
?
"
Mr
.
Ibis
said
nothing
,
but
he
smirked
loudly
.
Then
he
said
,
"
Three
thousand
five
hundred
and
thirty
years
ago
.
Give
or
take
.
"
"
Okay
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
I
’
ll
buy
it
,
I
guess
.
What
were
they
trading
?
"
"
Not
much
,
"
said
Mr
.
Ibis
.
"
Animal
skins
.
Some
food
.
Copper
from
the
mines
in
the
upper
peninsula
.
The
whole
thing
was
rather
a
disappointment
.
Not
worth
the
effort
.
They
stayed
here
long
enough
to
believe
in
us
,
to
sacrifice
to
us
,
and
for
a
handful
of
the
traders
to
die
of
fever
and
be
buried
here
,
leaving
us
behind
them
.
"
He
stopped
dead
in
the
middle
of
the
sidewalk
,
turned
around
slowly
,
arms
extended
.
"
This
country
has
been
Grand
Central
Station
for
ten
thousand
years
or
more
.
You
say
to
me
,
what
about
Columbus
?
"
"
Sure
,
"
said
Shadow
,
obligingly
.
"
What
about
him
?
"
"
Columbus
did
what
people
had
been
doing
for
thousands
of
years
.
There
’
s
nothing
special
about
coming
to
America
.
I
’
ve
been
writing
stories
about
it
,
from
time
to
time
.
"
They
began
to
walk
again
.
