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I would lay the puppy between my shoulders and draw my tiny robe up over his back

I would lay the puppy between my shoulders and draw my tiny robe up over his back.jpg In daytime lookouts were always on the roofs of some of the lodgesMiniaturesI was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweepingIn daytime lookouts were always on the roofs of some of the lodgesMiniaturesI was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweepingIn daytime lookouts were always on the roofs of some of the lodgesMiniaturesI was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweepingIn daytime lookouts were always on the roofs of some of the lodgesMiniaturesI was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweepingIn daytime lookouts were always on the roofs of some of the lodgesMiniaturesI was too well-bred to look up at him, but I did not always hurry to finish my sweeping
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It must have been a funny sight to see me take my puppy out for a walk. Stooping, I would lay the puppy between my shoulders and draw my tiny robe up over his back; and I would walk off proud as any Indian mother of her new babe. The old mother dog would creep half out of her kennel, following me with her gentle eyes. I was careful not to go out of her sight.

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Waheenee--An Indian Girl's Story
By Waheenee
as told to Gilbert Livingstone Wilson
Illustrator: Frederick N. Wilson
Published in 1921
Available from gutenberg.org
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