The Indian people dried meat in the sun and then powdered it. They stored the powdered meat in baskets and jars for the winter.
The men spent nearly every day in hunting and fishing.
A MEAT POUNDER
Mewanee came from his wigwam looking very unhappy and sad.
Baby brother was very ill.
His mother tried to soothe her baby boy with a low, sweet lullaby, and Mewanee tried to quiet him by a soft chant. But baby brother would not be quieted.
Mother gave him a drink made from wild roots, but this did not seem to help the little fellow.
As the day passed, his fever grew stronger and fiercer.
When the chief came home and saw how sick baby brother was he said, “The medicine man must be sent for. He will cure my son.”