Excerpt from Red Cloud Part A
Charles A. Eastman
(6) The young Red Cloud is said to have been a fine horseman, able to swim across the Missouri and Yellowstone rivers, of
high bearing and unquestionable courage, yet invariably gentle and pretty nice in everyday life.
Read the passage. Look at the underlined section marked number (6). There may be a mistake in the way the sentence is written. If
you find a mistake, choose the answer that corrects the mistake. If there is no mistake, choose 'Correct as is.'
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The young Red Cloud is said to have been a fine horseman, able to swim
across the Missouri and Yellowstone rivers, of high bearing and
unquestionable courage, yet invariably gentle and okay in everyday life
The young Red Cloud is said to have been a fine horseman, able to swim
across the Missouri and Yellowstone rivers, of high bearing and
unquestionable courage, yet invariably easy going and courteous in
everyday life
The young Red Cloud is said to have been a fine horseman, able to swim
across the Missouri and Yellowstone rivers, of high bearing and
unquestionable courage, yet invariably gentle and courteous in everyday
Life.

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