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Corn Husking.jpg When my sack was filled, I tied it shut and slung it on my back by my packing strapThumbnailsThe smaller ears we bore to the village in our basketsWhen my sack was filled, I tied it shut and slung it on my back by my packing strapThumbnailsThe smaller ears we bore to the village in our basketsWhen my sack was filled, I tied it shut and slung it on my back by my packing strapThumbnailsThe smaller ears we bore to the village in our baskets

And then came the corn harvest, busiest and happiest time of all the year. It was hard work gathering and husking the corn, but what fun we had! For days we girls thought of nothing but the fine dresses we should wear at the husking.

While the ears were ripening my sister and I went every morning to sit on our watch stage110 and sing to the corn. One evening we brought home with us a basketful of the green ears and were husking them by the fire. My father gathered up the husks and took them out of the lodge. I wondered why he did so.

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Waheenee--An Indian Girl's Story
By Waheenee
as told to Gilbert Livingstone Wilson
Illustrator: Frederick N. Wilson
Published in 1921
Available from gutenberg.org
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