Neighbour Olav reminded me the other day of author Grey Owl and his book, Sajo and the Beaver People. I remember loving that book, but no longer have the foggiest notion of what it was about.
Found a 1928 documentary about Grey Owl and the beavers. "Ruthless greed and slaughter have reduced this magnificent race," the film states. They actually thought things were bad then.
Grey Owl wasn't really First Nation, by the way. That happens sometimes. Forrest Carter and Ward Churchill tried that thing too. Many find this attempt to go native silly in a very deep, profound way. It's not such a big deal to me, though I have decided I am not going to be "into" other peoples too much, as this is only humiliating to me and embarrassing to others.
By the way, the Canadian history magazine, The Beaver, has recently been forced to change it's name. "Beaver" can mean several things these days. Editor-in-chief Mark Reid stated that:
"Market research showed us that younger Canadians and women were very very unlikely to ever buy a magazine called The Beaver no matter what it's about."