Mewanee did not say that he was hungry but he was glad to eat the cakes and maple syrup which his mother gave him.
She was pleased when she saw the wild geese which Mewanee had shot.
While Mewanee was eating his supper the men came home from the hunt. They had decided to return to the village for the night and set out again early the next morning.
Mewanee rushed out of the wigwam to see what they had brought as a result of the hunt.
He wished also to show the geese which he had shot. He was most anxious that his father, the chief, should see them.
Mewanee smiled when his father said, “My brave son!”
After supper the Indians sat about smoking.
They were silent and thoughtful.