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Then they would tell briefly her story . She knew through her room-mate that the college had nicknamed her , and she grieved over it . She did not know that John Smith himself never called her Pocahontas ; she had never dared to look at him since the day they had named her . Early in September the noon train brought her through the oaks and the burdened olive orchards , past the lonely redwood Tree to the University . The brakeman 's call : `` Next station is Palo A-al-to ! '' stirred her with fluttering excitement . The crowded carriages and people at the station bewildered her .