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As we two girls sat on the floor, with ankles to the right, as Indian women always sit

As we two girls sat on the floor, with ankles to the right, as Indian women always sit.jpg The first he put on my head; the second he handed to my sister, Cold MedicineThumbnailsI put the weasel-skin cap on his headThe first he put on my head; the second he handed to my sister, Cold MedicineThumbnailsI put the weasel-skin cap on his headThe first he put on my head; the second he handed to my sister, Cold MedicineThumbnailsI put the weasel-skin cap on his headThe first he put on my head; the second he handed to my sister, Cold MedicineThumbnailsI put the weasel-skin cap on his headThe first he put on my head; the second he handed to my sister, Cold MedicineThumbnailsI put the weasel-skin cap on his headThe first he put on my head; the second he handed to my sister, Cold MedicineThumbnailsI put the weasel-skin cap on his head

As we two girls sat on the floor, with ankles to the right, as Indian women always sit, Magpie’s mother filled a wooden bowl with dried buffalo meat pounded fine and mixed with marrow fat, and set it for my sister and me to eat. We ate as much as we could. What was left, my sister put in a fold of her robe, and we arose and went home. It would have been impolite to leave behind any of the food given us to eat.