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    The Manitou: Ray Corngrow Saga, #6
    The Manitou: Ray Corngrow Saga, #6
    The Manitou: Ray Corngrow Saga, #6
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    The Manitou: Ray Corngrow Saga, #6

    By Jessie Cox

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    In the sixth novel in the Ray Corngrower Saga, The Manitou takes the reader from one end of the emotional spectrum to the other, as John, Ray, Ted and Grayson must learn to use a spiritual power to overcome evil.

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    PublisherJessie Cox
    Release dateDec 14, 2016
    ISBN9781386473312
    The Manitou: Ray Corngrow Saga, #6
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    Jessie Cox

    Jessie Cox, born: 1948. Raised on Creek land by his grandmother. A citizen of the Muscogee (Creek) Nation. Ex law enforcement, Chief Engineer's License..Steam Plants, spent several years as a gold prospector, a freelance writer/columnist, and lived/worked in Alaska. Thus far there are seven books in the Ray Corngrower series. "The Infant Carrier", "The House in Banes Meadow", "Cheechako", "The Good Red Road", "The Skinwalker, a John Littlefeather novel" "The Manitou" and "Where the Wind Whispers My Name" are available in both paperback and ebook. These books are based on actual Native American legend and sprinkled liberally with laughter,tears and a writers imagination. Life experience also plays a large part. I find the saying that 'you can't write about what you do not know" to be a truism. In closing, I'd like to thank my friends and the constant readers for their valuable input on my tales. My eighth novel "The Spencer Rifle"  "Book one of the Trail of Blood on Ice trilogy" is set in the period of just before and during the US Civil War, but is written in the Cherokee and Creek point of view. "Round Mountain" is the second book and covers the end of the Civil War and a few years following. "Washita" is the final book in the saga and is set in the years after the second book. I think the historical fiction fan will enjoy these novels. Look for "Moon Dancer" to be on the market soon. Taken from the short story of the same title, it is Book one of the "Sons of Creek" series.  Amos Corngrower (Ray's son) and Tim Littlefeather (John's son) are the main characters in this series Following in their fathers footsteps against the monsters of Native American legend. To the Cheechakos (the new comers, In Alaska Inuit) I'll say "Hersce". (Creek for hello) JC

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      The Manitou - Jessie Cox

      The Manitou

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      By Jessie Cox

      Manitou: A revered or reviled spirit of Native American Legend.

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      License Notes:

      Copyright Jessie Cox 2014

      All rights reversed. No portion of this work may be reproduced by any means whatsoever without the explicit written consent of the author and the author's publisher. This work contains people who have been used in a fictionalized setting for the purpose of historical reference. Any resemblance to persons living or deceased is used strictly for the embellishment of the story to lend creditability of the fictionalized work. The copyright laws of 1988, namely the Berne Convention Copyright Laws of 1988, and the Digital Millennium Copy Right Act of 1998, enacted by Congress protect this work from piracy and any transmission, trade, or sale through means electronic, printed, shared, or otherwise is strictly prohibited and will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law.

      Disclaimer:

      The persons, places, things, and otherwise animate or inanimate objects mentioned in this novel are figments of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to anything or anyone living (or dead) is unintentional. The author humbly begs your pardon. This is fiction.

      Discover Jessie Cox Online:

      Website: http://www.authorjessiecox.com

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      Table of Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 1

      In a remote area, in the foothills of the Ozarks, miles from the nearest town, an old man sat in front of the radio crying as he listened to the old gospel songs of his youth and thought of people long gone and places that are no more.  It hadn't been a good year. His house had burned, taking with it the old family photographs and a few other things from the past that could not be replaced.

      Having no family to speak of and no place to go, he moved into the barn. Though there was electricity, there was were no running water, bathroom, or shower facilities. Luckily for him, the toilet in the burnt out house still worked, but with all the wires burned, there was no hot water, unless he hauled water from the spigot across the lawn to heat in his microwave.

      He gazed out the window at the setting sun and wondered if it would return tonight.

      Sergeant Ray Corngrower sat at a desk, going over field and arrest reports. Bored, sleepy and his stomach aching from the jailhouse coffee he drank to stay awake, he told himself for the hundredth time how he hated desk work. On any other day, he'd be in a patrol car, ready to assist or give supervision to other field officers, but Willie, the regular desk sergeant was off this week, while his wife was having their eighth child.

      Durn inconsiderate, grumbled Ray, giving the heaped IN box a sour look. And eight kids! No one needs eight kids! He barely makes enough to feed the ones he already has. Maybe the department should make supplying him with cable television a job benefit. That way, he'd have something else to do at night.

      Still grousing about being chained to a desk? asked Captain Ted Watts, from behind him. Sounds like you need a break. How about us going for a piece of pie at Maggie's?

      Sounds good, replied Ray, scowling at the pretty secretary who had just come over to put more folders on the already full IN box. But I have to get this paperwork done. I don't know how Willie can keep up with it all of it.

      Willie doesn't know it, but I know his secret, said Ted. Look in the upper right hand drawer of the desk. See that rubber stamp and the red ink pad?

      Yeah, said Ray, peering into the drawer he had just opened. What about them?

      You'll notice the rubber stamp says 'Incomplete'. Willie glances through the reports. The felonies, he checks carefully for errors, but the misdemeanors, he stamps and sends back to the officer, replied Ted, picking up a file and flipping it open. It takes several days before the issuing officer checks it for mistakes and resubmits it.

      I'd never do that, said Ray, looking at the pile. The gleam in his eyes giving lie to his words. But now that you mention it, a piece of pie does sound good. Let's go.

      Trudy Corngrower was standing behind the cash register, ringing up the shift receipts when Ray and Ted walked in. Having been married to Ray in the same ceremony, as Ted and Marlene, two months earlier, she felt that Ted and Marlene were family.

      Now there comes the most handsome man in town, said Trudy, as the two men took seats at the table.

      Ugh! exclaimed Ray from across the room. Bad Injun like little white girl too!

      Cool your jets, Chief, replied Trudy, bringing their menus. I was talking about your friend.

      Ray frowned, Ted smiled and Trudy laughed. Bending as far as she could with her pregnant belly, she gave Ray a peck on his lips. Instead of pulling away, she increased the depth of the kiss until Ray's breath grew ragged and his face turned darker.

      Your friend may be prettier than you, said Trudy, after releasing the kiss. But you are still my very own stud-muffin. Then looking up at the amused customers, she continued, He may not be much to look at, but he's a great lover!

      A red faced, Ray glanced under the table.

      No good, advised Ted, looking up from his menu. The tablecloth isn't long enough that people wouldn't notice you hiding there.

      Timmy Littlefeather hurried down the steps of Washington Elementary and over to where his adopted sister, Naomi, two years junior to his eleven years, waited at their meeting place by a large oak tree.

      Hi sis, said Timmy, coming up to her. How was your day?

      It was okay, replied Naomi, giving Timmy a look filled with admiration. Mrs. Walters is a lot nicer, since she got married, but she still gives us too much homework.

      At least she is nicer, replied Timmy, glancing at the stub of Naomi’s a missing finger, which until only recently, Naomi she had tried to keep hidden. When she was my teacher, she was so mean that all of the kids were afraid of her.

      Hi Naomi, said a boy with curly red hair as he walked, walking past. I'll see you tomorrow. Maybe we can eat lunch together again.

      Maybe, replied Naomi, then looking back at Timmy, she blushed and looked away.

      Who was that? asked Timmy, remembering his first crush and trying not to smile.

      That's Roger, replied Naomi, still blushing. He's nice. We sometimes eat lunch together and he has never asked what happened to my finger.

      An old tape started to play in Timmy's head. In his mind, he saw the man who had kidnapped both he and Naomi, holding her for ransom, while he was sent to deliver the ransom message. While Timmy was gone, the man had cut off Naomi's finger. There was no telling what else would have happened, had not Timmy’s father rescued her. Though that was three years ago, even now if Naomi got scared at night Timmy would find her snuggled next to him in his bed.

      Huh? asked Timmy, not hearing what Naomi said.

      I asked if we should go, replied Naomi, not knowing what was occupying her brother's thoughts. You don't want to be late on your last day.

      Gosh! You're right! said Timmy, looking at his watch. I still need to stop by the store, too. Are you sure that you want to come along? I know that you have a lot of homework.

      Of course, I'm coming, silly! exclaimed Naomi, taking his hand. I wouldn't miss it and besides, I know that you will help me, if I have a problem with my homework.

      Grandfather Sun smiled brightly that autumn day, as a slightly cool breeze playfully rained dead leaves on them.

      Stopping at Reed's Grocery, Timmy bought a bag of individually wrapped miniature candy bars. The store owner, Tammy, also known as Nicut Nasty to those who 'forgot' to pay their bill, smiled as she rang up the sale.

      That's a lot of candy for just the two of you. She said, handing Timmy his change.

      Oh! exclaimed Naomi, making a face. It's not for us. It's for the students at the Special Education School. My brother works there.

      Is that right, said Tammy, handing them both a full sized candy bar. Then here, these. These are for the two of you.

      Three hundred years earlier:

      French trapper/trader/explorer, Andre Marquette entered an unknown and unnamed tributary of the Arkansas River. Four months out of the small settlement of what now is New Orleans, he had managed to navigate the

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