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early in the morning8
the rest of the8
blanche mcmanus our little7
illustrated and decorated in7
cousin by blanche mcmanus7
by blanche mcmanus our7
the door of the7
and decorated in colors7
the story of the7
the head of the7
at the same time7
to the great spirit6
as soon as the6
decorated in colors by6
in the midst of6
in front of the6
a great deal of6
cousin by mary f6
to the great mystery5
the edge of the5
for a long time5
the sides of the5
in a few minutes5
by ruel perley smith5
was a common thing4
so he bravely jumped4
it was too late4
a day and a4
jumped upon the nest4
the little colonel books4
stories retold from st4
as soon as she4
the middle of the4
of the indian boy4
at the end of4
is very fond of4
our little indian cousin4
the boys and girls4
dive into the water4
the foe by day4
in the old days4
stories by william j4
it is the same4
on the opposite side4
bravely jumped upon the4
he began to sing4
by annie fellows johnston4
was not allowed to4
he bravely jumped upon4
i will tell you4
of the great spirit4
it was a common4
by one of the4
the top of a4
very early in the4
one of the most4
the indian boy was4
their bows and arrows4
was one of the3
loudly to her companion3
she swings on the3
the little first woman3
swings on the branch3
is the same as3
the little first man3
as well as in3
in front of them3
wise words of counsel3
the grave of the3
just outside of the3
had been killed by3
eyes of the indian3
it must learn to3
the banks of the3
they were going to3
every hut in the3
in such a way3
birds of all kinds3
before the white man3
of the great mystery3
either side of the3
to her companion turnip3
two little knights of3
it was really a3
for the first time3
yellow thunder is very3
he shoots down the3
the branch of a3
hut in the village3
the fourth of july3
little first man and3
at the top of3
and the little first3
hard as he could3
the boys in the3
hundred acres of land3
it is true that3
the place where the3
with bows and arrows3
take care of the3
his bow and arrows3
the language of the3
his wife is standing3
danced in every hut3
the body of the3
once upon a time3
branch of a tree3
little knights of kentucky3
grave of the dog3
what do you think3
yellow thunder our little3
and a half feet3
game was to see3
a good deal of3
the end of the3
door of the wigwam3
man and the little3
a little boy was3
his son wise words3
game scout and his3
in a moment he3
of the white men3
standing in the door3
stories of real indians3
but it was too3
visit to chief joseph3
nice claws he has3
the inside of the3
the will of the3
wife is standing in3
as long as the3
a dirge for him3
on the end of3
was full of the3
will give his son3
that it was not3
to sing a dirge3
as long as possible3
of the red race3
as hard as he3
snana called loudly to3
the skin of a3
at the head of3
it will be a3
the surface of the3
the game was to3
in the door of3
sprang to his feet3
more than a hundred3
first man and the3
the face of the3
woman of the mountain3
as well as the3
what nice claws he3
like that of a3
and take care of3
of the little colonel3
for an hour or3
of the united states3
thunder our little indian3
a long time before3
high in the air3
the eyes of the3
himself one of the3
on the branch of3
called loudly to her3
in every hut in3
would be apt to3
began to sing a3
i once had a3
son wise words of3
is standing in the3
a great number of3
little story of a3
will of the great3
according to the indian3
to see who could3
one of the best3
i do not doubt3
so that they can3
it in the air3
sing a dirge for3
by florence kimball russel3
it was a long3
the bottom of the3
he will give his3
at this time of3
surface of the water3
would be able to3
offering to the great3
shoots down the river3
on the banks of3
the game scout and3
by marion ames taggart3
back of a pony3
to be a big3
the back of a3
day and a night3
a hollow tree and3
then it was that3
in a sort of3
was to see who3
in the middle of3
the approach of a3
the great spirit for3
give his son wise3
the top of his3
as long as he3
and as soon as3
five hundred acres of3
as fast as his3
yet he was not2
speak for my comrade2
of tripping with legs2
you should have seen2
there were fifty or2
the bark for the2
no bigger than a2
you should know it2
provided himself with a2
the north side of2
paired for a spin2
was a war upon2
walked through the village2
the face of an2
as it is called2
a fourth of july2
tried to send his2
them a good and2
usually gathered by some2
took their baby brothers2
within the circle of2
leading arrow was shot2
must be able to2
soft clay was stuck2
air was full of2
to have been taken2
so that if the2
and held the other2
scout and his shunka2
in honor of her2
we stood on one2
indulging in our mimic2
among the indians that2
curious sports was a2
confined to the men2
became very angry and2
our most curious sports2
eagle rose toward the2
they had made a2
out for a run2
winter we coasted much2
red men of the2
the races were an2
the white men are2
the next day i2
as soon as his2
the two dogs began2
on each side of2
a tributary of the2
well trampled upon and2
but six or seven2
a counter charge with2
to notice that the2
and gave him a2
wreaths of corn husks2
fawns skipped and played2
and out upon the2
sunlight of my wigwam2
little boy was walking2
you wish that you2
scatter our numbers in2
the very heart of2
the boys stripped for2
among the red boys2
such vigor as to2
did their bold assailants2
pleasant sheet of water2
he tried to send2
were molded by the2
more respect for them2
or seven of the2
most noted orator of2
peeping forth from behind2
and we turned our2
by helen eggleston haskell2
from place to place2
they had discovered the2
was considered out of2
as it was the2
framework of the house2
all manner of tripping2
relations were charming and2
he saw that they2
the white man had2
vigor as to repulse2
of the bark for2
the long ribs of2
i was made to2
to duck a young2
yellow thunder lives in2
the son of a2
taking a spoonful of2
on one side of2
they always raised quite2
it was hard work2
to rise before daybreak2
skipped and played happily2
but as long as2
shipwreck on that voyage2
object was almost always2
graze for an hour2
cheered on their favorites2
the white man came2
screamed as if stabbed2
followed it by a2
on the open prairie2
it was that the2
old men and women2
under an immense fern2
the little red men2
the knees was allowed2
he considered his equal2
stay on and steady2
at random into the2
our scalps would not2
it was a lovely2
good gifts to the2
driven into a fine2
stabbed to the heart2
was a lake near2
great spirit for the2
but all manner of2
as long as they2
was a very different2
into a fine field2
seemed that the bees2
two other little boys2
the chippewas are far2
many times in the2
and the struggling eagle2
had many curious wild2
first experience in this2
of the noble dead2
to fight till morning2
ourselves about to make2
number on a side2
of women and children2
almost always in motion2
the boys were usually2
so that it is2
he had but very2
the mother was not2
the arrival of the2
in the winter time2
it was an exhausting2
braver than the bravest2
us out into the2
killed or wounded an2
care of the horses2
grubs for her babies2
preparations for the coming2
through the woods as2
from the bows of2
she would have been2
a little urchin would2
drag him home to2
do you suppose they2
and an abundance of2
by old and young2
as we left our2
the bow and arrows2
and never entirely surprised2
as if he were2
was an exhausting pastime2
which we alternated with2
him home to his2
he had been a2
a little pueblo indian2
the custom of the2
is not to be2
as boys throw apples2
occasion of my first2
nicholas magazine in six2
we did the same2
driven out of the2
a fallen log and2
the snow to see2
out of the bark2
to the sides of2
try to stay on2
an indian sugar camp2
might be peeping forth2
my comrade in distress2
and scatter our numbers2
he started for home2
it means that he2
a man can go2
the occasion of my2
red men cheered on2
altogether it was an2
and springy willow wand2
as if to ascertain2
admiring himself in a2
kill the only fierce2
as if stabbed to2
somersaults over his head2
fourth of july among2
to assure him that2
the crowd and placed2
the meaning of this2
our sports to the2
little piece of looking2
perhaps it is a2
fell to the ground2
and placed their right2
the figure of some2
were driven into a2
bark for the outside2
custom of the sioux2
explain his defeat by2
knew it only too2
colors by ethelind ridgway2
upon his haunches and2
up his feet to2
was not unmindful that2
we had reassembled and2
to do during the2
one struck with the2
will make your first2
nests of wild bees2
when we had reassembled2
beating of the drums2
boys were usually gathered2
in my buffalo robe2
remained standing within the2
i hardly know whether2
himself in a little2
of our most curious2
sham fights with mud2
all came the swimming2
dare to fight till2
up in my buffalo2
from ten to any2
made up his mind2
it was not the2
crowd and placed their2
the period of his2
to any number on2
finally the animals were2
matches of our own2
chief of the illini2
one is full of2
he said to himself2
when a man wears2
all the speedy ponies2
some of them are2
gathered by some pleasant2
us on this uncertain2
they always go in2
and put them on2
cautiously upon the nest2
sprang upon the object2
were always on the2
boys stripped for their2
last of all came2
it was the custom2
made more enemies for2
knew that a man2
as many scalps as2
standing within the field2
half a mile from2
to some other whom2
throwing wands and snow2
we usually followed it2
have seen the stampede2
prepare to meet the2
the little boy picked2
whispered in his ear2
tributary of the powder2
as to repulse and2
until it had been2
while the boys stripped2
out into the swift2
i fear you could2
on their favorites with2
that our savage life2
bees were always on2
fight till morning break2
is made from the2
in the long ago2
stampede that followed the2
and then we had2
savage life was a2
and pushed us out2
in a little piece2
rule was that if2
many scalps as did2
know whether he made2
little urchin would hang2
the women and children2
of soft clay was2
for a day and2
he screamed as if2
the most noted orator2
to the happy hunting2
was not long in2
he did not notice2
willow fight was rather2
back her ears and2
they must be taken2
for there was a2
and steady a short2
the ice on the2
pushed us out into2
with a bow and2
always go in canoes2
fifty or a hundred2
about eight feet long2
he was open to2
the children of the2
less than seven years2
prevented us from enjoying2
to struggle as best2
of eight or nine2
a common thing for2
at last he reached2
throwing sticks over the2
by a pretended scalp2
with their bows and2
often explain his defeat2
the fawns skipped and2
very much frightened and2
three and a half2
make an attack upon2
the faithfulness of long2
into the swift current2
when we had no2
the slippery ice and2
like their white brothers2
the speedy ponies were2
i will give up2
and in a few2
some quiet plays which2
but it seemed that2
the famous war chief2
one of those terrible2
the river had been2
on top of one2
not allowed to join2
ribs of a buffalo2
rest of the time2
by frances margaret fox2
a boy sat down2
his father and mother2
bravery of indian boys2
and was generally confined2
of the little missouri2
can say now that2
the ponies were watered2
antelope took little baby2
wrestling was largely indulged2
the youngsters of to2
a half feet long2
when they killed or2
dangle from a pole2
noon the boys were2
of all came the2
to accept the challenge2
which will appeal to2
colors by adelaide everhart2
the battle became warm2
boy was a prince2
at the bottom of2
son a tiny bow2
we had some quiet2
for they always raised2
announce the act in2
down long hills with2
the mouth of the2
the tricks of the2
to do when grown2
other whom he considered2
the meaning of the2
in his hands a2
played happily while the2
always on the alert2
deep water to struggle2
them were throwing wands2
a new pair of2
it was one of2
we all painted and2
a pole in the2
baby brothers on their2
a lake near by2
never sure that our2
the home of the2
the object was almost2
were different at different2
young or timid boy2
how we managed to2
in honor of the2
older boys had put2
and start to hunt2
and were indulging in2
volley from the bows2
of the long ribs2
a pretty little mouse2
only his head above2
we often had swimming2
young eagle rose toward2
and while they were2
the shores of lakes2
each one chose his2
one of the pack2
behind a bake oven2
happily while the gray2
the nests of wild2
want to retreat without2
and to reach the2
of the minnesota river2
the object aimed at2
taught him that there2
for your first offering2
swift current of the2
keep his moccasins dry2
pull up his feet2
soon as she was2
if a boy sat2
they learn not to2
and these are the2
ponies were picked out2
killed by our enemies2
short log in a2
of real indians i2
about to make an2
into the forest to2
he hid behind a2
were used only in2
speed and at an2
the wild red man2
the dried pericardium of2
knives and hatchets were2
the haps and mishaps2
the south side of2
had died for their2
on the back of2
faithfulness of long ears2
hunter himself was often2
so that when it2
boys get together than2
from home to home2
he saw two pretty2
little boy picked up2
forth from behind the2
as far as a2
warfare and the chase2
of indian boys seemed2
the onslaught upon the2
called by the indians2
fight was rather a2
were fifty or a2
life was a precarious2
i particularly remember one2
any of my possessions2
rose toward the sky2
nearly all the time2
this advice he obeyed2
with a companion on2
than any of the2
men cheered on their2
stories in this book2
bark and pushed us2
but they are so2
that our scalps would2
and white of a2
next day i went2
him that there were2
sooner did the boys2
shall have to tell2
one of his older2
could hear distinctly the2
that the great spirit2
little son a tiny2
our relations were charming2
the afternoon i went2
that some of the2
one of the men2
of animals and buffalo2
walking over the snow2
of the cactus leaves2
boys of all ages2
little baby antelope out2
the bears find the2
nest until it had2
orator of the tribe2
part two stories of2
on a fallen log2
this was usually impracticable2
this cousin of yours2
in the forests of2
is their duty to2
into the woods and2
a war upon the2
during the period of2
say now that i2
when it fell it2
more severe and warlike2
whether he made more2
were allowed to graze2
legs and feet and2
one another as they2
lump of soft clay2
feet to keep his2
girl and her messenger2
white people in the2
wounded an enemy on2
that i was not2
since he was a2
observed that the fawns2
in a loud voice2
narrow strip of land2
prayer to the great2
have styled himself one2
some of the ponies2
although he might well2
the framework of the2
were feats with the2
rather a severe and2
not remember his name2
a volley from the2
without the aid of2
upon a pretty little2
those terrible water spirits2
ten to any number2
of their little ones2
boy picked up a2
when there were fifty2
ran off as hard2
from enjoying our sports2
this weakness would be2
they divided into squads2
whom he considered his2
the bravery of indian2
there are many other2
to go to bed2
at the door of2
enjoying our sports to2
true that our savage2
do not remember his2
of july among the2
rather ride on a2
i would rather ride2
imagined ourselves about to2
athlete could really enjoy2
a shipwreck on that2
to see which could2
for that is the2
ping was a little2
been well trampled upon2
warmth of my heart2
more enemies for me2
the boy and the2
be apt to recur2
place where the sun2
the same as a2
of the leading arrow2
the nest until it2
attack and endeavored to2
sometimes made rafts with2
were paired for a2
by first sighting the2
that the great mystery2
once had a grizzly2
out of place to2
is called by the2
new pair of moccasins2
black and white of2
it may seem odd2
four feet long and2
a perilous ride with2
might well have styled2
not unmindful that he2
retreat without any honors2
for the return of2
find some grubs for2
six or seven of2
edge of the forest2
was too young to2
in advance of the2
and stole cautiously upon2
inside of the bark2
and so far as2
as he and i2
was a little pueblo2
fights with mud balls2
the center of the2
now one of the2
hid behind a bake2
to prevent a shipwreck2
is true that our2
it was in the2
fully equal to the2
piece of red cloth2
were indulging in our2
the great spirit has2
considered out of place2
one my indian childhood2
screams of women and2
in this mode of2
pets were different at2
fine field of grass2
the same speed and2
they were beginning to2
boy sought to master2
in colors by adelaide2
with mud balls and2
a way as to2
only in that season2
had been well trampled2
indian boys seemed to2
when on the war2
not know what to2
ages were paired for2
the american game of2
did not like to2
but i can say2
will appeal to all2
as if they were2
considered not to be2
never ceasing his chant2
the more severe and2
art come back to2
fear you could not2
we had many curious2
it is a pleasure2
to recur to him2
the act in a2
it is believed that2
they were too wise2
alternated with the more2
to keep his moccasins2
the father and mother2
as did their bold2
he was about to2
trying to find some2
the winter we coasted2
to make an attack2
i was not allowed2
to be in existence2
dance for the dead2
was master of his2
noble dead who had2
the top of the2
only what we expected2
young to indulge in2
it is called by2
been killed by our2
sticks over the snow2
but it is not2
recur to him many2
we imagined ourselves about2
as the ponies were2
open to an attack2
had reassembled and were2
through the cloud of2
the spirit of the2
always raised quite as2
went out to hunt2
to reach the nest2
a long time ago2
customs of our people2
i am not a2
on the bottom of2
the stampede that followed2
which could make them2
noted orator of the2
i never knew how2
with bow and arrow2
in his right hand2
for my comrade in2
the little boy then2
we expected to do2
scalps would not dangle2
and the most noted2
up any of my2
little work to do2
by the rest of2
it only too well2
when he screamed as2
wild geese talking to2
a story of a2
and many other things2
made of a single2
the wise little owls2
for i do not2
a spoonful of the2
a lump of soft2
life and customs of2
they were allowed to2
far as a man2
another part of the2
and sports of the2
shot that the indian2
out to hunt wild2
was walking over the2
was rather a severe2
over the snow one2
tripping with legs and2
the warm sunshine with2
bows of the participants2
from behind the hills2
with two or three2
made it a point2
here and there a2
from the crowd and2
or wounded an enemy2
while the gray wolves2
enemies for me or2
the midst of the2
dogs began to fight2
placed their right hands2
that i could not2
while the indian boy2
fairly flew over the2
as well as at2
to the fullest extent2
toward the rising sun2
charge with such vigor2
turned our attention to2
dead who had died2
the aid of a2
the poor little fellow2
will give up any2
the united states government2
the shape of the2
he seemed to have2
to see what they2
it had been well2
he believes that the2
the great spirit had2
log and watched the2
were usually gathered by2
it was an uncertain2
wound was not allowed2
go back to the2
we turned our attention2
they killed or wounded2
indian girl and her2
he was let alone2
of his older companions2
object of our attack2
to be the first2
which were used only2
a little piece of2
him into deep water2
then a leading arrow2
was open to an2
water to struggle as2
stories stories of adventure2
boy and the eagle2
boys and girls of2
will not dare to2
them limb from limb2
he held in his2
this never prevented us2
upon the object of2
a short log in2
cowards will not dare2
you must give up2
to meet the foe2
fallen log and watched2
be able to shoot2
there were young foxes2
a story of the2
sports of the indian2
managed to prevent a2
by mary hazelton wade2
while the hunter himself2
would be sure to2
time of the year2
was shot at random2
by means of the2
day than try to2
as this was ended2
a leading arrow was2
all ages were paired2
very little work to2
drawing by an indian2
over the snow to2
will help us to2
cannot speak for my2
unmindful that he had2
master of his time2
of the bear was2
i cannot speak for2
random into the air2
boy was walking over2
we crossed lakes and2
feats with the bow2
it seemed that the2
the badgers come out2
season of the year2
one of our most2
that you were me2
struck with the hand2
he had been killed2
chippewas are far away2
the indian boy in2
his feet to keep2
after the onslaught upon2
it and fed it2
not to be in2
with the more severe2
the warmth of my2
who had died for2
took little baby antelope2
if he was not2
rafts with which we2
a feast in honor2
of my first experience2
into deep water to2
farm stories by william2
top of his pole2
it by a pretended2
some other whom he2
by some pleasant sheet2
the beginning of the2
did not know what2
down in front of2
a fine field of2
edge of the woods2
first sighting the object2
enjoy teasing their pets2
the hearts of the2
and play in the2
it was a very2
died for their country2
of the approach of2
my pets were different2
in the water and2
upon the ground by2
geese talking to one2
because the object was2
to repulse and scatter2
his little son a2
seven of the long2
was the custom of2
white of a color2
sat on a fallen2
races were an every2
bundles of paints and2
did not want to2
made a counter charge2
the voice of the2
the opposite side of2
a moment he had2
our savage life was2
attention to other games2
where the sun rises2
when the game scout2
men of the forest2
the friendship between the2
two stories of real2
on an unmanageable log2
and customs of our2
were charming and very2
once in a great2
at noon the boys2
he was master of2
long hills with remarkable2
you cannot save her2
fun among the red2
evening in the lodge2
the bark of the2
end of the lake2
were floating outward and2
one of the noble2
no sooner did the2
he evidently did not2
raised quite as many2
of all ages were2
the great spirit to2
the customs and habits2
anything to arouse the2
from a pole in2
at the larger end2
to see if any2
badgers come out of2
expected to do when2
form of the piasau2
pole in the afternoon2
that it would be2
had been invited to2
antelope out for a2
and full of dreadful2
bronco any day than2
was an uncertain life2
on the third day2
an attack upon the2
end of a limber2
ride with a companion2
knew how we managed2
uttered when he screamed2
i will call him2
to see that the2
upon the country of2
foot and pony races2
kept admiring himself in2
he was considered not2
quite as many scalps2
to pull up his2
habits of our fathers2
his good gifts to2
could you not remember2
too young to fly2
what we expected to2
the old men and2
as much interest as2
the little girls would2
on this uncertain bark2
the pipe of peace2
the boys get together2
a hundred yards from2
speed of the leading2
north side of the2
as the result of2
to hunt wild turkeys2
was that if a2
to him many times2
upon the nests of2
was considered not to2
it fell it would2
with a rush and2
and one of the2
cut deep into the2
end and held the2
gave his little son2
an enemy on the2
and went out to2
he might well have2
out of their holes2
all painted and stole2
that if a boy2
have to tell you2
him many times in2
clay was stuck on2
you would like to2
were turning somersaults over2
but very little work2
to announce the act2
july among the indians2
make your first offering2
the ground by one2
the gray wolves might2
the noble dead who2
two dogs began to2
rang out from the2
faced the piasau fearlessly2
if stabbed to the2
in the fall hunt2
the only fierce enemy2
spoonful of the soup2
did the boys get2
prevent a shipwreck on2
had put us on2
you will make your2
he could not have2
in the winter we2
able to find a2
the rule was that2
ride on the thunder2
the other boys were2
to send his own2
long as he remained2
that followed the signal2
any of the others2
he did not like2
snow to see which2
shot at random into2
out of the woods2
be peeping forth from2
were too much for2
of one of the2
were throwing wands and2
largely indulged in by2
the indian boy knelt2
seemed to them a2
as best he might2
of the participants followed2
common thing to duck2
text is surrounded by2
and at an equal2
long ribs of a2
tear them limb from2
is very proud of2
he had reached the2
boys throw apples from2
ribs of animals and2
thunder lives in the2
any number on a2
of the screams of2
and then more fir2
wolves might be peeping2
and the boys and2
in the northern sky2
he remained standing within2
now that i would2
he and the struggling2
far as he and2
had a chance to2
or i for him2
warm sunshine with their2
yellow thunder and his2
soon as this was2
a mile from the2
usually followed it by2
the sun came out2
boys in the water2
we managed to prevent2
protested against the speed2
equal to the american2
any day than try2
the air was full2
never knew how we2
the story of dago2
falls to the ground2
our sports were molded2
his older companions shouted2
the men and boys2
turning somersaults over his2
had sham fights with2
for their noonday sports2
too young to indulge2
no one struck with2
and the skin is2
a bear or a2
the struggling eagle were2
a boy might say2
barked at his heels2
that he had screamed2
evidently did not want2
we alternated with the2
baby antelope out for2
with which we crossed2
well have styled himself2
on the previous day2
in the shape of2
the appearance of the2
that it was so2
as he could run2
it would be closer2
an hour or two2
the thundering horse was2
companion on an unmanageable2
there was a lake2
than try to stay2
put us on this2
made war upon bees2
it was his custom2
the insects had made2
his defeat by saying2
out into the forest2
saw two pretty deer2
prince of the wilderness2
different at different times2
i would not have2
it was about three2
to the mouth of2
little wound was not2
as he remained standing2
is almost unknown among2
and if he is2
games are played by2
and the insects had2
answered all practical purposes2
talking to one another2
make them slide farthest2
molded by the life2
insects had made a2
had made a counter2
the boy and girl2
had to pull up2
animals were driven into2
and i were concerned2
would rather ride on2
in case of danger2
to one of the2
the wood of the2
and he tried to2
dog barked at his2
with such vigor as2
in order to escape2
could be seen to2
and after she had2
arrow was shot at2
sure that our scalps2
through one of these2
i was a little2
that the fawns skipped2
war upon the nests2
which he had been2
of a limber and2
to be a great2
she is a graceful2
a common thing to2
reassembled and were indulging2
at the sight of2
some of the boys2
duck a young or2
principal occupation was the2
had given him a2
thing to duck a2
the circle of the2
not think of that2
balls and willow wands2
front of the hole2
me or i for2
boys seemed to them2
player was quick to2
face was sad and2
the animals were driven2
hands upon the tree2
was sad and ashamed2
the real spirit of2
came out of the2
five or six feet2
her lord and master2
indian boy sought to2
to them a good2
among them were throwing2
they came upon a2
many curious wild pets2
that the bees were2
it was considered out2
pueblo indian boy and2
it fell to the2
to carry him into2
any one in the2
reach the top of2
upon the nest and2
strip of land between2
made rafts with which2
in our mimic dance2
the direction and speed2
to the american game2
sometimes a strip of2
expected it to be2
a limber and springy2
he must be able2
i wish you could2
famous war chief of2
not want to retreat2
war chief of the2
and birds of all2
a tiny bow and2
sports to the fullest2
quiet plays which we2
he sat on a2
as the indians call2
times in the future2
as i will call2
keep her for you2
another as they fly2
struggling eagle were floating2
with legs and feet2
current of the river2
by the life and2
do during the period2
reach the nest until2
each player was quick2
name hak a dah2
well as at the2
if he wishes to2
games and sports of2
was largely indulged in2
our numbers in every2
period of his boyhood2
we had no double2
very heart of the2
and it is true2
days before the white2
what a hunter he2
in the way of2
come back to me2
at the indian agency2
remember a perilous ride2
a strip of bass2
great length of time2
day kill the only2
my first experience in2
faith come to his2
the young eagle rose2
perilous ride with a2
the pony races followed2
but as soon as2
unable to reach the2
are played by old2
off as hard as2
had some quiet plays2
that when it fell2
the snow one day2
could make them slide2
came out to meet2
could really enjoy it2
in the warm sunshine2
a prince of the2
boys had put us2
they were about to2
we observed that the2
this mode of warfare2
of the city of2
not dangle from a2
as he sat on2
stole cautiously upon the2
would say to me2
yet we observed that2
a good times book2
styled himself one of2
or to carry him2
of the customs and2
on one end and2
he did not know2
of our attack and2
to tell you about2
throw apples from sticks2
by some one in2
a severe and dangerous2
it is usual to2
other little boys who2
some pleasant sheet of2
give up any of2
severe and dangerous sport2
which we crossed lakes2
was a precarious one2
mud balls and willow2
with the knees was2
the life and customs2
one end and held2
plays which we alternated2
a good supply of2
together at the larger2
they were forced to2
and endeavored to destroy2
boys and girls to2
on account of the2
there was another game2
such a way as2
the object of our2
to graze for an2
would often explain his2
but anything to arouse2
were never sure that2
allowed to graze for2
act in a loud2
picked up a stick2
the signal to start2
as a man can2
to tear them limb2
before it fell to2
in a great while2
his principal occupation was2
manner of tripping with2
limber and springy willow2
he makes a speech2
sighting the object aimed2
was a lovely night2
of a few simple2
the sunlight of my2
gray wolves might be2
to retreat without any2
the bows of the2
this part of the2
their right hands upon2
he made more enemies2
another game with arrows2
urchin would hang to2
that the indian boy2
not dare to fight2
the stories in this2
their baby brothers on2
by the century co2
work to do during2
to find some grubs2
numbers in every direction2
little pueblo indian boy2
was really a battle2
soon as the ponies2
bears find the sap2
for old and young2
the color of its2
at any time of2
was not fully satisfied2
hills with remarkable speed2
on the bank of2
played by old and2
by an indian boy2
voice of the great2
counter charge with such2
generally confined to the2
who lived in the2
the older boys had2
that he was a2
all ran up the2
late in the afternoon2
struggle as best he2
killed many deer and2
some one in the2
as much as he2
of the day to2
and it was not2
the bow and arrow2
would hang to his2
our attack and endeavored2
magazine in six volumes2
the story of his2
wish you could see2
and was thought to2
as little white children2
it seems as though2
stood on one end2
the nest and yelled2
tell you of a2
there were two other2
in another part of2
for half a day2
right hands upon the2
charming and very close2
the indian girl and2
at the same moment2
as his little boy2
stripped for their noonday2
banks of the river2
looked at each other2
one on each side2
crossed lakes and rivers2
stories of the great2
floating outward and downward2
were two other little2
to arouse the bravery2
steady a short log2
experience in this mode2
feast in honor of2
wooden bowl and plate2
he was not unmindful2
enemy on the battle2
the track of a2
came in from the2
fell it would be2
of a single piece2
he emerged from the2
the end of each2
with the little colonel2
of place to shoot2
meet the foe by2
seen the stampede that2
and played happily while2
we had sham fights2
us from enjoying our2
was unable to reach2
in black and white2
the little boys are2
some grubs for her2
games were feats with2
never prevented us from2
same speed and at2
on the occasion of2
and speed of the2
but i particularly remember2
for the sake of2
i shall have to2
in the afternoon i2
his wife and children2
for me or i2
direction and speed of2
to one another as2
should have seen the2
long time before he2
and the little red2
i can say now2
to go without food2
allowed to join in2
with the hair inside2
a good and wholesome2
the hunter himself was2
which served as a2
a young or timid2
the indian boy sought2
weakness would be apt2
on and steady a2
the bees were always2
without losing his way2
full of dreadful catastrophes2
are not allowed to2
was almost always in2
most curious sports was2
the wild geese talking2
apt to recur to2
little red men cheered2
endeavored to destroy it2
our attention to other2
to the top of2
used only in that2
copy in black and2
stepped from the crowd2
so far as he2
wish that you were2
severe and warlike ones2
they were on the2
we were never sure2
was characterized by gambling2
not allowed to dance2
for he had been2
brothers on their backs2
during the cold winter2
it a point to2
to reach the shore2
with the bow and2
of those terrible water2
on either side of2
had but very little2
repulse and scatter our2
as soon as this2
i have something to2
was a prince of2
i have seen the2
speedy ponies were picked2
and watched the dance2
arouse the bravery of2
painted and stole cautiously2
they all gave a2
hardly know whether he2
it is their duty2
more than an hour2
ready to tear them2
our games were feats2
fastened together at the2
to catch it in2
at an equal height2
trampled upon and broken2
than seven years old2
able to shoot rabbits2
he and i were2
the great spirit gave2
would not dangle from2
that i would rather2
was another game with2
scalps as did their2
uncertain bark and pushed2
we had no ponies2
indian boy was a2
the cowards will not2
the swift current of2
boys were turning somersaults2
sports was a war2
yellow thunder believes that2
see which could make2
and habits of our2
in colors by ethelind2
tamed by various boys2
came upon a pretty2
part of the country2
i remember a perilous2
will insist on his2
carry him into deep2
place in the bank2
sports were molded by2
was his custom to2
customs and habits of2
with his grandmother and2
nothing could be seen2
to help him in2
this time of the2
was generally confined to2
this uncertain bark and2
log in a river2
part one my indian2
out of the water2
eagle were floating outward2
i do not remember2
thunder is very fond2
their favorites with spirit2
his head above water2
but i hardly know2
to stay on and2
a companion on an2
come out of their2