She stood looking carefully

She stood looking carefully at the labeled portraits Ursala had put up: Little Crow, Chief of the Santees, Geronimo, last of the Apaches, and Ursala’s favorite, Big Foot, dying in the snow at Wounded Knee. Isn’t that where the massacre was? asked Ellen. Yes. I’m going to go there when I’m grown up. To Wounded … Read more

I wished to acquire

I wished to acquire the simplicity, native feelings, and virtues of savage life; to divest myself of the factitious habits, prejudices and imperfections of civilization; … and to find, amidst the solitude and grandeur of the western wilds, more correct views of human nature and of the true interests of man. The season of snows … Read more