Mewanee’s mother looked like all of the other Indian women. She had long black hair and copper-colored skin.
A MOCCASIN
She had a light weight skin wound about her waist, for it was summer time and she did not need the heavier fur skin which she wore in winter.
There were moccasins on her feet, and long chains of beads and shells about her neck.
On and on they went, in and out among the trees, through the forest.
Mewanee wished to go more quickly, so he ran on ahead of his mother and baby brother. He was very happy and gay as he ran onward.
Finally he reached the opening in the forest where were the many wigwams which made the Indian village.
Mother and baby brother soon reached the village.
Father Sun was bidding them welcome as he shone so brightly from above.