- 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
- She had a little fawn-skin bag, worked with red porcupine quills
- An earthen pot full of water stood by one of the posts near the fire
- My mothers dipped each a big horn spoon full of water
- They looked very terrible, all painted with the lower half of the face black
- My little half sister was my usual playmate. She was two years younger than I, and I loved her dearly
- We also had a big, soft ball, stuffed with antelope hair, which we would bounce in the air with the foot
- The game was to see how many times she could be tossed without falling
- Until I was about nine years old, my hair was cut short
- Offering food before the shrine of the Big Birds’ ceremony
- As the man sat in his lodge, there came a clap of thunder and lightning struck his roof, tearing a great hole
- Big Birds’ ceremony
- Kinship
- Sing louder cousin, sing louder, that I may hear you
- When a man mourned he cut off his hair, painted his body with white clay
- Snake Head-Ornament came close to her and fired off his gun
- Indian Dogs
- In daytime lookouts were always on the roofs of some of the lodges
- I would lay the puppy between my shoulders and draw my tiny robe up over his back
- She laid the grass thickly over the sides of the little tepee
- They ate it greedily. It did not seem to harm them
- We Hidatsas loved our good dogs, and were kind to them
- Our dogs dragged well-laden travois
- Each dog dragged a travois loaded with wood
- The harness was of two pieces - a collar, to go around the dog’s neck
- Learning to work
- They saw two great fires sweeping toward them over the prairie
- Buffalo heart skin bucket
- My grandmother Turtle made scarecrows to frighten away the birds
- A watchers’ stage
- At one side of our field Turtle had made a booth
- We were fond of squashes and ate many of them
- I was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweeping
- Picking June berries
- On his back I saw a handsome otter-skin quiver, full of arrows
- When my sack was filled, I tied it shut and slung it on my back by my packing strap
- The Sioux fired
- And she turned the leggings up and poured the rose berries out on the ground
- Corn Husking
- My two mothers, I knew, were planning a big feast
- The smaller ears we bore to the village in our baskets
- Suddenly a Sioux warrior
- A big fire was built
- Marriage
- The first he put on my head; the second he handed to my sister, Cold Medicine
- As we two girls sat on the floor, with ankles to the right, as Indian women always sit
- I put the weasel-skin cap on his head
- A Buffalo Hunt
- We were clad warmly, for the weather was chill. All had robes
- The hunters came in
- I put on my copper kettle and made blood pudding
- It was a great fish, a sturgeon
- Suddenly the knoll began to shake
- In his shadow he saw what he had been. It was a thorn bush
- The Hunting Camp
- Our stages were now hung with slices of drying meat
- She dropped her pack and came running back, her hands at each side of her head with two fingers crooked, like horns, the sign for buffaloes