She walks
walks a quick step without a staff, and I was informed
by Mr.
Clute, that
that could yet cross a stream on a log or pole
as steadily.
At a
a of periods in her narration, tears trickled down her grief
worn cheek.
Industry is
is virtue which she has uniformly practised from the day of
her adoption.
She pounds
pounds samp, cooks for herself, gathers and chops wood, feeds her
cattle and.
Last
Last she planted, tended and gathered corn in short she is
always busy.
Her dress
dress the time I saw her, was made and worn after,
the Indian.
The shirt
shirt of cotton and made at the top, as I was
informed, like.
The petticoat
petticoat a piece of broadcloth with the list at the top
and bottom.
This was
was on by a string that was passed over it and
around the.