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- My little half sister was my usual playmate. She was two years younger than I, and I loved her dearly
- Sitting Bull
- Grandfather sacred medicines
- A heavy wind blew the snow in our faces, nearly blinding us
- I put the weasel-skin cap on his head
- The first he put on my head; the second he handed to my sister, Cold Medicine
- Buffalo grazing
- Big Birds’ ceremony
- I was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweeping
- Offering food before the shrine of the Big Birds’ ceremony
- My father stabled his horses at night in our lodge, in a little corral fenced off against the wall
- When a man mourned he cut off his hair, painted his body with white clay
- He was crying lustily when my husband drew him out
- Hidatsas burial scaffolds
- Victorio—an Apache Warrior
- Indian Costume (Male)
- The game was to see how many times she could be tossed without falling
- Gardening
- We also had a big, soft ball, stuffed with antelope hair, which we would bounce in the air with the foot
- A Wigwam
- I saw that the black-bear skin was bound to one of the posts at the entrance
- Harvesting
- Sing louder cousin, sing louder, that I may hear you
- Kinship
- Drums on a summer's evening
- Our dogs dragged well-laden travois
- They ate it greedily. It did not seem to harm them
- Until I was about nine years old, my hair was cut short
- The wild geese had come north, but this fact alone was not proof that winter had gone
- As the man sat in his lodge, there came a clap of thunder and lightning struck his roof, tearing a great hole
- Indian Canoe
- Life in an Earth Lodge
- It had a long curved beak
- Childhood games
- Winter Camp
- we women busied ourselves making bull boats
- Indian Implements
- To eke out our store of corn and keep the pot boiling, my father hunted much of the time
- Another method Broiling Meat
- Two braves
- Indian Dogs
- We Hidatsas loved our good dogs, and were kind to them
- Turtle and her old-fashioned digging stick
- Baby-like, I ran my fingers through the shiny grain, spilling a few kernels on the floor
- The harness was of two pieces - a collar, to go around the dog’s neck
- A watchers’ stage
- Each dog dragged a travois loaded with wood
- Learning to work
- Picking June berries
- Broiling Meat
- Red Blossom sat on the edge of her bed and finished her toilet
- Inside the lodge
- An earthen pot full of water stood by one of the posts near the fire
- Travel by canoe
- It was a great fish, a sturgeon
- They looked very terrible, all painted with the lower half of the face black
- Samuel de Champlain
- The beds of the rest of the family stood in the back of the lodge, against the wall
- On his back I saw a handsome otter-skin quiver, full of arrows
- 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