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Winter Camp.jpg At this hour, fires burned before most of the tepeesThumbnailsTo eke out our store of corn and keep the pot boiling, my father hunted much of the timeAt this hour, fires burned before most of the tepeesThumbnailsTo eke out our store of corn and keep the pot boiling, my father hunted much of the time

Autumn came; my mothers harvested their rather scanty crops; and, with the moon of Yellow Leaves, we struck tents and went into winter camp. My tribe usually built their winter village down in the thick woods along the Missouri, out of reach of the cold prairie winds. It was of earth lodges, like those of our summer village, but smaller and more rudely put together. We made camp this winter not very far from Like-a-Fishhook Point.

Author
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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