The belief in American exceptionalism reached its apex during the 1800s and was expressed as a God-given passport called Manifest Destiny. Among its victims were Native Americans. The Sioux resisted, eventually in desperation resorting to Ghost Dancing and claiming that Indians, not the whites, were the chosen people. The military, political, and legal destruction of Indian culture provided precedent and justification for the empire building that accelerated soon after Sioux resistance was crushed. Frank Fiske was a young boy who observed this confrontation firsthand at the Standing Rock Reservation in North Dakota, where Sitting Bull was held, then killed. Fiske recorded the story as he grew and also kept the glorious past of the Sioux alive with his spectacular photographs of the people and their traditions.The story of the Sioux is interwoven with the story of the early years in the life of the multi-talented Fiske, who attended school at Fort Yates with Indian children. He entertained soldiers, cowboys, and Indians by playing the violin, worked as a steamboat cabin boy and helped in the army post's photograph studio. Photography proved to be his specialty and when still in his teens, he opened his own commercial studio. His appreciation of Native American culture led him to photographing the Sioux. Fiske's photographs feature prominently in this book and his photographic techniques are explained.This thought-provoking book documents the dramatic atmosphere where the US Army, Mississippi steamboat captains, missionaries, hard-pressed settlers and a host of other characters converged with the American Indians, during the westward expansion - a critical time in US history when the character of the nation was still being forged.

Have you ever wondered what your true purpose is in life? What are you passionate about? What are your gifts and talents? If you could walk out of your job today, what would you pursue? Do you feel that something is missing, but you cant quite put your finger on what it is? Perhaps you have the fine job and the house on the hill, but there is a yearning in your heart for something else that you really cant explain. Maybe you have very little, yet you can sense that greatness is buried within you. How do you activate it? If youve ever pondered any of these questions, Chosen may be the missing piece to your lifes puzzle. Allow Life Coach Dr. Kellie Lane to guide you to the place within you where your true riches lie. Through Bible study and life application, Dr. Lane confirms that you are not here by happenstance. There is an assignment for your life, and the time has come for you to discover it. Yes, you can dream again! Yes, you can live a life that is happy and fulfilled! Chosen will empower you to be all about your Fathers business.

This is my story of my memories, thoughts, and interpretations that I made from my experiences starting at the beginning of my age of awareness. I grew up on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation in South Dakota where I faced living in two different cultures to the time I joined the U.S. Army. My story is not about the accumulation of wealth or being famous or being some savior. It is about a simple dream. My story starts from the time I remember reaching the age of awareness to the present. I do not claim to be a writer, so my story may not be a well-planned or polished literary work that meets all the high standards of writing. The story is about being on a path out of poverty. I was raised by my grandparents from a baby to the time I joined the U.S. Army. For some reason my mother left me to be raised by her parents. They were poor people, seasonal laborers, who lived with a strong belief in their God. We lived in a two-room shack with tarpaper siding that had not inside toilet, running water or electricity. That was our home. They were always short of money to buy necessities and usually faced hunger. However they were a good couple and had a faith to believe in God. However I was fortunate to get a good education and had the opportunity to join the army for a career. I experienced new horizons that exposed me to new learning’s that tempered my attitude. I wish to share my experiences and thoughts from traveling along a path chosen with especially the Lakota youth and the non-Lakota youth what have written in this book. Pilamaya—Thank you

Lauren Towers has always had one dream: to be a professional equestrian, competing with the best of the best. Natch, she's applied for a highly coveted spot at Canterwood Crest Academy. But while she waits to see if she gets in, Lauren is left contemplating her life in Union, Connecticut and the horrible accident that brought her there. Suddenly, Lauren is left wondering: even if she does get into Canterwood, will her past make her stronger or will it stand in the way of her future as an equestrian for good?

Adriella finally has her child in her arms, but not under the circumstances she hoped for. Caring for a newborn is difficult anyway, but with her wrists and ankles shackled, it's nearly impossible. She's also been ripped from her husband and friends, and has no idea if they're still alive. Regardless, she must fight for herself and her child. Like her, the other women and children who are part of the same prison train will do anything to keep their families safe. Including sell out their fellow prisoners. The High King still searches for the one destined to kill him. With everyone around her looking for the chosen, Adriella and her baby's chances of survival grow slimmer every day.

A princess and a warrior battle deities in this “ambitious fantasy series . . . full of ghosts, gods, magic, and mischief” from a New York Times–bestselling author (Kirkus Reviews). Weaving a “richly detailed tapestry, steeped in American Indian myth and lore” (Booklist) as well as sword and sorcery, New York Times–bestselling author Greg Keyes has created an unforgettable “epic fantasy world of myth and magic reminiscent of Terry Brooks’ work” (Library Journal). The Waterborn: The destinies of a young princess with magical power and a barbarian warrior from another land armed with an enchanted sword come together as they battle a vengeful River god. “A satisfyingly robust, impressive debut that offers genuine surprises” (Publishers Weekly). The Blackgod: Fleeing for their lives, the princess Hezhi and the warrior Perkar find refuge in the domain of the River god’s brother, the trickster known as Blackgod. Caught between two warring deities, Hezhi must master her power—before all is lost in this “richly developed page-turner” (Booklist).

If youve ever wondered what Mary of Nazareth was like as a child, here is her story. She must have been an extraordinary little girl for God to reach down and choose her to fulfi ll the ancient prophecy about a virgin that would bear a son, Jesusthe only son of God. Here is the story of Mary, the little girl from a normal, humble family in the area of Galilee. She lived in the little village of Nazareth. Her life was simple and ordinary. Her household was fullwith parents and grandparents, two big brothers and a haughty, gorgeous older sister. Mary delighted in everyday life and found joy and excitement in a humdrum existence. She had no idea what was in store for her life. Th ere was no clue that this seemingly unremarkable young girl would experience a grand adventure worthy of history books. She was set in place and time to be chosen by God Himself to become the mother of the Savior of the world.

Think with your heart and prepare to die . . . for you have been Chosen. Thomas Hunter, supreme commander of the Forest Guard, has seen a great evil decimate much of his beautiful world. With a dwindling army and an epic threat, Thomas is forced to supplement his fighters with new recruits ages 16 and 17. From thousands, four will be chosen to lead a special mission. Unknown to Thomas, the chosen four are redirected to a different endgame. They must find the seven lost Books of History before the Dark One. For these seven books have immense power over the past, present, and future, controlling not only the destiny of their world . . . but that of ours as well.