By Phil Archer, Deputy Director By the shores of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood the wigwam of Nokomis, Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis. Dark behind it rose the forest, Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees, Rose the firs with cones upon them… From The Song of Hiawatha, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1855) hiawatha_01_website.jpg […]