With horn spoon she filled her mouth with water
Winter clothing
Winter Camp
When my sack was filled, I tied it shut and slung it on my back by my packing strap
When a man mourned he cut off his hair, painted his body with white clay
we women busied ourselves making bull boats
We were fond of squashes and ate many of them
We were clad warmly, for the weather was chill. All had robes
We made our eleventh camp on the north side of the Missouri
We Hidatsas loved our good dogs, and were kind to them
We also had a big, soft ball, stuffed with antelope hair, which we would bounce in the air with the foot
Waheenee and Her Husband, Son-of-a-Star
Veterans
ver all she bound a wildcat skin, drawing the upper edge over the baby’s head, like a hood.
Until I was about nine years old, my hair was cut short
Two braves
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
Turtle, I think, was the last woman in the tribe to use an old-fashioned, bone-bladed hoe
Turtle and her old-fashioned digging stick
Trees
To eke out our store of corn and keep the pot boiling, my father hunted much of the time
They saw two great fires sweeping toward them over the prairie
They looked very terrible, all painted with the lower half of the face black
They ate it greedily. It did not seem to harm them
Then he arose and took my baby tenderly in his arms
The wild geese had come north, but this fact alone was not proof that winter had gone
The Voyage Home
The smaller ears we bore to the village in our baskets
The Sioux fired
The Lodge - 3
The Lodge - 2
The Lodge - 1
The Hunting Camp
The hunters came in
The harness was of two pieces - a collar, to go around the dog’s neck
The game was to see how many times she could be tossed without falling
The first he put on my head; the second he handed to my sister, Cold Medicine
The day was windy and cold, and the bull skin kept the chill air from me and my babe
The beds of the rest of the family stood in the back of the lodge, against the wall
Supplements to the rations
Suddenly the knoll began to shake
Suddenly a Sioux warrior
Strikes-Many Woman parched ripe sweet corn, pounded it in a mortar with roast buffalo fats, and kneaded the meal into little balls
Soldier with staff and pipe
Soldier
Snake Head-Ornament came close to her and fired off his gun
Skull
Sing louder cousin, sing louder, that I may hear you
She laid the grass thickly over the sides of the little tepee
She had a little fawn-skin bag, worked with red porcupine quills
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
Seven Soldiers
Red Blossom sat on the edge of her bed and finished her toilet
Picking June berries
Our stages were now hung with slices of drying meat
Our dogs dragged well-laden travois
Opening Battles Of The Atlanta Campaign
On his back I saw a handsome otter-skin quiver, full of arrows
Old Turtle made me a dolly of deer skin stuffed with antelope hair
Offering food before the shrine of the Big Birds’ ceremony