INDIAN CHILD LIFE

WITH NUMEROUS FULL-PAGE COLOUR-PLATES AFTER PAINTINGS IN WATER-COLOUR TOGETHER WITH ILLUSTRATIONS IN BLACK-AND-WHITE

By EDWIN WILLARD DEMING

AND WITH NEW STORIES

By THERESE O. DEMING

NEW YORK

Copyright, 1899, by

FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY

PUBLISHERS
PRINTED IN AMERICA

[Transcriber's note: Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Table of Contents has been generated for the HTML version.]

Contents

A RUNAWAY.
A GREEDY BEAR.
IN MISCHIEF.
CANOE BOYS.
WINTER FUN.
MR. AND MRS. ANTELOPE AND THE BABIES.
THE CLIFF-DWELLERS AND THEIR PETS.
THE BURRO RACE.
LEARNING TO SHOOT.
LITTLE BIRD, THE NAVAJO SHEPHERD BOY.
LITTLE BEAVER AND THE TAME CROWS.
BRIGHT-EYES AND HIS PUMA KITTENS.
HODGSKA MAKES A VISIT.
PLAYING AT MOVING HOUSE.
THE WAR DANCE.
TAKING CARE OF THE PONIES.
THE BABIES AND THE WOODPECKERS.
HOW THE PUEBLO BOYS WERE FRIGHTENED.

A RUNAWAY.

Once, after an arickara Indian mother had finished all her packing, as they were going to move camp, she fixed a travois on her big dog and placed her baby in the basket. Then all was ready and they were about to start, when a great, ugly black dog came along, and the two dogs began to fight.

The squaw whipped them apart, and after she had quieted her poor little baby boy, who had been very much frightened, she put him back into his little carriage, and soon the Indians started.

THE TWO DOGS BEGAN TO FIGHT.

The squaw walked beside the dog to guide him and, also, to amuse her baby. Indian babies play with little dolls made of buckskin, with long buckskin fringe for hair. If a feather is placed in the dolly's hair the babies think it is beautifully dressed.

The baby of our story was having a lovely time with his dolly and so his mother thought she would just drop back and have a little chat with another Indian mother while the baby was good.

THE LITTLE BOY PICKED UP A STICK.

She had hardly turned around, when that naughty dog saw a great big jack rabbit, just ahead, and thought it would make a delicious dinner. Off he started. He jumped right through the rough sage brush, and the poor baby rolled out. His mother was afraid he would be badly hurt, but he was only frightened. When the squaw caught the naughty dog again, she tied a rope around his neck and kept tight hold of it, so he couldn't play another trick on her.

When the Indians stopped and camped, the little boy picked up a stick and whipped that dog as hard as he could for treating him so badly during the day's traveling.

A GREEDY BEAR.

Once there was a little pueblo Indian boy and his father was one of the best hunters in the village. One morning he went out into the mountains to shoot deer, the meat of which was to be dried for the winter supply.

He was walking very carefully, as he would have frightened the game away if he had made a noise.

Suddenly he heard a sound as if a mama bear were scolding a cub for being selfish. He looked, and there, indeed, was an old she-bear turning over stones and trying to find some grubs for her babies.

TRYING TO FIND SOME GRUBS FOR HER BABIES.

The Indian shot the mama bear and one of the cubs scampered off as fast as he could go, but the hunter caught the other little bear and tied a horse-hair rope tight around the little fellow's neck, so he could drag him home to his little tan-tsi-day.

The two became very good friends, and when