Chief White Eagle by L. S. Wood

Author:L. S. Wood [Wood, L. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781491791707
Publisher: iUniverse
Published: 2016-07-07T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Building the New Village

The hard work of building the new teepees in the village began the next day. White Eagle’s parents had to make a choice; they could either live in a wooden teepee made by the white man or erect their old teepee to live in once again. They chose to erect their old teepee, and live the way of the Indian. They did not want to start living as the white man did in teepees made from trees harvested from the forest, cut into boards, and held together with metal pins.

White Eagle was so excited about their choice that he started to erect their teepee from the old village all by his lonesome. His father watched as White Eagle eagerly took the many teepee poles from the delivery wagon, laid them out on the ground, and readied them to be reassembled.

Looking to his father for his approval, Red Feathers nodded his head and smiled with great favor in his heart for what his son was attempting to do by himself. He studied each pole carefully as he laid them out with the longer ones first in a circle pointing toward its middle. He formed a circular ring with a rawhide rope and laid it in their middle. He then tied each pull to the rawhide ring. Sweeping all the poles together as one, he tried to lift the bunch up into a standing position. They were just too much for his little frame to lift up all by himself. His father smiled at him for his willing endeavors. Red Feathers and Whispering Winds went to his rescue. The three of them lifted the poles into a standing position, and then spread them out into the circular frame for their teepee. He sudden noticed many changes in his parents’ faces that he had not seen before as they helped him lift the poles. His parents were starting to show their age and getting wrinkles like his grandparents used to have before they passed away to their happy hunting grounds. His father had deep wrinkles around his cheekbones, his neck, and around his eyes. Some very scary thoughts about the colorful little ghost spirits dancing around atop the snow-covered land came to him. Oh, how he hated those little ghostlike spirits that took away his grandparents. Shaking his head to clear away the thoughts of them, he began applying furs to the teepee poles for the outer skin wall covering of their home. When he finished helping his parents prepare their teepee, he went about helping other families in the tribe finish theirs.

The next day when he stopped by to help Winonah’s family with their teepee, she was down by the pond swimming with a couple of her friends. Most young braves and Indian girls in the village were not as ambitious as White Eagle. They didn’t have the urge to go hunting, fishing, or work as hard as he did. He was always ready for a new adventure whether it was for work or just for the fun of it.

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