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- Australian at Home
- Apache Cradle
- Group of Greenland Eskimo
- Long House of the Iroquois
- A Group of Lapps
- Snow-shoes
- Winter House of Sacs and Foxes, Iowa
- Mandan Chief
- Woman of the Sacs, or “Sau-kies,” Tribe of American Indians
- Daughter, save me!
- I am an old woman now
- Indian
- Skull
- Marriage
- Making a booth -3
- many families floated their stuff over in tent covers
- With horn spoon she filled her mouth with water
- Each paddle had a large hole cut in the center of the blade. Without this hole, a paddle wobbled in the current
- Making a booth -1
- Tecumseh
- The Lodge - 1
- In his shadow he saw what he had been. It was a thorn bush
- Arrow Heads in the National Museum
- Dancers dressed as wolves
- Indian Costume (Female)
- Australian Aborigine
- The Lodge - 2
- An ear was parched by thrusting a stick into the cob, and holding it over the coals
- And she turned the leggings up and poured the rose berries out on the ground
- Indians of Wisconsin
- Suddenly a Sioux warrior
- The Voyage Home
- As we two girls sat on the floor, with ankles to the right, as Indian women always sit
- Another form of Drying Meat
- An Indian tepee
- Making a booth -2
- Suddenly the knoll began to shake
- I had hewn this paddle from a cottonwood log, only the day before. My own, lighter and better made
- The Sioux fired
- Worship the Manitou
- Cooking Dried Meat
- Indian gravestone showing the totem of the Turtle
- Tools and Pottery
- We made our eleventh camp on the north side of the Missouri
- Drying meat
- Tahitian fleet off Oparee
- The Lodge - 3
- Otomi Indian Girls, Mexico
- A big fire was built
- Sitting Bull
- The Mound builders
- Native of Ualan
- Our stages were now hung with slices of drying meat
- Strikes-Many Woman parched ripe sweet corn, pounded it in a mortar with roast buffalo fats, and kneaded the meal into little balls
- My two mothers, I knew, were planning a big feast
- I put on my copper kettle and made blood pudding
- The smaller ears we bore to the village in our baskets
- Typical natives of the Sandwich Islands
- The Hunting Camp
- Ornaments