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ISBN 978-1-950034-98-7 (Hardback)

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Grandfather’s Journal

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In Search Of

When I was little, my Grandfather would take me for long walks along the Red River. As we walked along the trail by the river, Grandpa told me stories about when he was a little boy and stories that his Dad had passed down to him. While telling me about our ancestors, Grandpa told me he was almost full-blooded Cherokee (tsa-la-gi) and he said I was over half Cherokee.

This story begins when I was thirteen years old. Grandpa (Clarence James—his nickname was C.J.), was born on May 26, 1877. He was my father’s father. My father was born on March 4, 1916. His name was Clarence Lee. My name is Jacob Wayne and I was born on May 26th, 1956.

The legendary Spirit Cave was high upon a mountain top, overlooking Red River. No one knew which mountain it was located on except for three men, my Grandfather and two of his friends. The story that is told about this cave is that you could see up and down the river for miles from the cave, but you couldn’t see the cave from the river during any time of the year.

My Great-Grandfather and two of his friends found the cave in 1797. They each had a journal with maps and a piece of a flute that locked into place with the other two. When putting together, there wasn’t a seam that could be seen.

Starting with my thirteenth birthday, Grandpa gave me a clue every year on my birthday about where he had the journal hidden. I had to solve the clues that he gave me in order to find the journal. I also had to keep a journal of my own to keep up with all he shared with me. The items you see in parentheses most of the time show how it is spoken in the Cherokee language. For instance, “Hello” is pronounced “o-si-yo.”

So, come along with me and Grandfather on our journey to find his journal. Mysteries surround the mountain, with treasures that are hidden in the pit deep down inside the cave. I was told there were trunks of gold, silver, and other artifacts with a curse to keep them from being removed from the cave that was placed on them by the natives who placed them there to keep them from being removed from the cave. Let us search together and gather the clues to find the journal and the right words of the native language that will allow us to remove the curse so that the items from the cave can be removed! If we find the journal and follow the clues Grandfather gives us, we can unlock hidden treasures and perhaps even a hidden world long since forgotten by modern times.

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