ilization.

Since that day, a good many more years have passed. Ohiyesa, known as
Doctor Charles A. Eastman, has now a home and six children of his own
among the New England hills. He has hundreds of devoted friends of both
races. He is the author of five books which have been widely read, some
of them in England, France and Germany as well as in America, and he
speaks face to face to thousands of people every year. Perhaps some of
you have heard from his own lips his recollections of wild life. You
may find all the stories in this book, and many more of the same sort,
in the books called "Indian Boyhood," and "Old Indian Days," published
by Doubleday, Page and Company, of Garden City, L.I., who have kindly
consented to the publication of this little volume in order that the
children in our schools might read stories of real Indians by a real
Indian.

CONTENTS

PART ONE

MY INDIAN CHILDHOOD

CHAPTER PAGE

I. "THE PITIFUL LAST" 1

II. EARLY HARDSHIPS 9

III. AN INDIAN SUGAR CAMP 19

IV. GAMES AND SPORTS 26

V. AN INDIAN BOY'S TRAINING 37

VI. THE BOY HUNTER 48

VII. EVENING IN THE LODGE 58

PART TWO

STORIES OF REAL INDIANS

I. WINONA'S CHILDHOOD 75

II. WINONA'S GIRLHOOD 83

III. A MIDSUMMER FEAST 93

IV. THE FAITHFULNESS OF LONG EARS 103

V. SNANA'S FAWN 118

VI. HAKADAH'S FIRST OFFERING 131

VII. THE GRAVE OF THE DOG 145

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

Snana called loudly to her companion turnip-diggers _Frontispiece_

So he bravely jumped upon the nest PAGE 32

"Oh, what nice claws he has, uncle!" I exclaimed eagerly 69

He began to sing a dirge for him 140

PART ONE

MY INDIAN CHILDHOOD

I

"THE PITIFUL LAST"

What boy would not be an Indian for a while when he thinks of the
freest life in the world? This life was mine. Every day there was a
real hunt. There was real game.

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