He rushed toward his own wigwam and quickly entered the doorway.
The chief’s wigwam had queer looking pictures painted all over the outside. Every picture meant something to these Indian people.
They used the juice of wild berries and roots for paint.
When Mewanee entered the wigwam it was filled with smoke.
A STONE JAR
Mewanee’s mother was cooking some deer meat in a large stone jar, which she had placed on the fire.
Mewanee watched his mother stir the meat with a carved bone spoon.
MEWANEE WATCHED HIS MOTHER