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On his back I saw a handsome otter-skin quiver, full of arrows

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On his back I saw a handsome otter-skin quiver, full of arrows.jpg I was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweepingThumbnailsThen he arose and took my baby tenderly in his armsI was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweepingThumbnailsThen he arose and took my baby tenderly in his armsI was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweepingThumbnailsThen he arose and took my baby tenderly in his armsI was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweepingThumbnailsThen he arose and took my baby tenderly in his arms
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We were off the next morning before the sun was up. I walked with my mothers and the other women. The men went a little ahead, armed, some with guns, others with bows. Sacred-Red-Eagle-Wing walked behind the men. On his back I saw a handsome otter-skin quiver, full of arrows. I felt safer to see those arrows. Enemies might be lurking anywhere in the woods, ready to capture us or take our scalps. We Indian women dared not go far into the woods without men to protect us.

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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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