- Battle-flag Captured by the Americans in 1871
- Two-masted Corean Vessel
- Acity in Corea
- The Founder of Fuyu Crossing the Sungari River
- Coin of the Sam-han, or the Three Kingdoms
- Gentlemen’s Garments and Dress Patterns
- Magistrate and Servant
- The Walls of Seoul
- The Entering Wedge of Civilization
- Battle-flag Captured in the Han Forts, 1871
- Corean Knight of the Sixteenth Century
- Breech-loading Cannon of Corean Manufacture
- Thatched House near Seoul
- House and Garden of a Noble
- Corean Coin
- Coin of Modern Chō-sen
- Styles of Hair-dressing in Corea
- Table Spread for Festal Occasions
- A Pleasure-party on the River
- A Pleasure-party on the River
- My little half sister was my usual playmate. She was two years younger than I, and I loved her dearly
- Grandfather sacred medicines
- A heavy wind blew the snow in our faces, nearly blinding us
- I put the weasel-skin cap on his head
- Buffalo grazing
- The first he put on my head; the second he handed to my sister, Cold Medicine
- Big Birds’ ceremony
- Offering food before the shrine of the Big Birds’ ceremony
- My father stabled his horses at night in our lodge, in a little corral fenced off against the wall
- I was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweeping
- He was crying lustily when my husband drew him out
- When a man mourned he cut off his hair, painted his body with white clay
- Hidatsas burial scaffolds
- Gardening
- The game was to see how many times she could be tossed without falling
- We also had a big, soft ball, stuffed with antelope hair, which we would bounce in the air with the foot
- I saw that the black-bear skin was bound to one of the posts at the entrance
- Harvesting
- Sing louder cousin, sing louder, that I may hear you
- Our dogs dragged well-laden travois
- Kinship
- Until I was about nine years old, my hair was cut short
- They ate it greedily. It did not seem to harm them
- Drums on a summer's evening
- The wild geese had come north, but this fact alone was not proof that winter had gone
- As the man sat in his lodge, there came a clap of thunder and lightning struck his roof, tearing a great hole
- The Fight Between The Monitor And The Merrimac
- Life in an Earth Lodge
- It had a long curved beak
- The Syce on duty
- Winter Camp
- Chimney Sweeping Described
- we women busied ourselves making bull boats
- Another method Broiling Meat
- Two braves
- To eke out our store of corn and keep the pot boiling, my father hunted much of the time
- We Hidatsas loved our good dogs, and were kind to them
- Indian Dogs
- Baby-like, I ran my fingers through the shiny grain, spilling a few kernels on the floor
- Turtle and her old-fashioned digging stick