THE BOY WHO SERVED HIS TRIBE.
In a wigwam in the woods of North America there once lived a very contented family of the Chippeway tribe. Father and mother, sisters and brothers all loved each other, and the good things of the Earth ~ the sunshine, the cool springs, the forests. As for cold and hunger, they were cheerfully borne. Yet in those days the Chippeways suffered great hardships, for they had no idea of growing grain, and lived only by hunting.
When Indian boys reach the age of fourteen they go into some lonely place to fast and meditate on the life before them. The eldest son of the family was now old enough to fill this custom. One day his father walked far into the woods with him, built a little wigwam, and told te boy he would bring him food in a week's time.
In a wigwam in the woods of North America there once lived a very contented family of the Chippeway tribe. Father and mother, sisters and brothers all loved each other, and the good things of the Earth ~ the sunshine, the cool springs, the forests. As for cold and hunger, they were cheerfully borne. Yet in those days the Chippeways suffered great hardships, for they had no idea of growing grain, and lived only by hunting.
When Indian boys reach the age of fourteen they go into some lonely place to fast and meditate on the life before them. The eldest son of the family was now old enough to fill this custom. One day his father walked far into the woods with him, built a little wigwam, and told te boy he would bring him food in a week's time.
