How the snow did fly as he dug and scraped and shoveled
I didn't tell her about the red-letter part
S-s-s-t!
She sat on the couch and sulked because she could not go out to play with Little Sister
Jean slipped her hand into the cage and drew out Goldie
Sammy didn't see the little man with twinkling eyes and queer clothes who entered the room
Mary Jane came back with her pail full of water
You'll take cold
Waggles thought it was a new game
Honor Bright faithfully fed all his pets
Every day Rose-Red cut fresh flowers and arranged them for the house
How Tessa's little brown legs did flash back and forth
Chief Hughie thought it would be fun to shoot at something that moved
She plunged her hand deep down in her pocket and drew out a bright new nickel
Battle-flag Captured in the Han Forts, 1871
House and Garden of a Noble
Breech-loading Cannon of Corean Manufacture
The Entering Wedge of Civilization
Coin of Modern Chō-sen
Corean Coin
Acity in Corea
The Founder of Fuyu Crossing the Sungari River
Coin of the Sam-han, or the Three Kingdoms
Two-masted Corean Vessel
The Walls of Seoul
Magistrate and Servant
Corean Knight of the Sixteenth Century
Styles of Hair-dressing in Corea
A Pleasure-party on the River
A Pleasure-party on the River
Table Spread for Festal Occasions
Gentlemen’s Garments and Dress Patterns
Thatched House near Seoul
Battle-flag Captured by the Americans in 1871
Cheesemaker
Buffalo grazing
Hidatsas burial scaffolds
Drums on a summer's evening
Grandfather sacred medicines
At this hour, fires burned before most of the tepees
Winter Camp
To eke out our store of corn and keep the pot boiling, my father hunted much of the time
My father stabled his horses at night in our lodge, in a little corral fenced off against the wall
Turtle, I think, was the last woman in the tribe to use an old-fashioned, bone-bladed hoe
Turtle’s hoe was made of the shoulder bone of a buffalo set in a light-wood handle, the blade firmly bound in place with thong
Inside the lodge
Old Turtle made me a dolly of deer skin stuffed with antelope hair
Winter clothing
A heavy wind blew the snow in our faces, nearly blinding us
I saw that the black-bear skin was bound to one of the posts at the entrance
Gardening
The wild geese had come north, but this fact alone was not proof that winter had gone
Harvesting
Baby-like, I ran my fingers through the shiny grain, spilling a few kernels on the floor
Turtle and her old-fashioned digging stick
Two braves
It had a long curved beak
Life in an Earth Lodge
The beds of the rest of the family stood in the back of the lodge, against the wall
Red Blossom sat on the edge of her bed and finished her toilet