Use Your Brain...
On the second day, we saw Pa. We all knew that Pa was dead, but there he was,
just as I had saw him before, but this time, I wasn't alone. This time, like
the last, he spoke to us and gave us a clue. He said, "use your brain, and see
the number that I carved on 24 stones!"
So, we looked and looked in the deepest, darkest corner in the dungeon and we
saw them. The numbers 1 through 24 all scrambled up like. We pushed them in
one at a time, in the 1, 2, order and we were astonished.
Free at last...
The desert was before us. Dust blew wildly over the sand dunes. The sky was
gray, for it was filled with dust and grains of sand. It was a muggy day. It
was not hot, nor was it cold. But yet, we shivered at the sight.
"Yippee!!" We yelled, until silence fell upon us. For we had t' be quiet, so
as the guards wouldn't hear us a yellin' and a screamin'. Carefully, we's
escaped of the dungeon through a window Ma had been prying at for years and
we's crept into the desert. Then I had a plan. We used our coats that were
soaked with the dampness of the dungeon. Then we buried 'em in the desert
sand. We's put 'em on an' crawled through the desert. We was movin' quickly.
Pretty soon we was free! Free at last!
First, we went to the Indian village and introduced Ma to Bethany and the whole
tribe. Everybody was very happy. The Indians made Ma some moccasins and a
shawl. Bethany had her own moccasins, leggings, and front piece. The tribe
did a reunion dance, and my "two mothers," (Little Deer and Ma) exchanged notes
about me and Ma taught Little Deer to make quilts. They started making one.
Altogether, we stayed one month at the Indian camp.
Chief Red Feather, Little Feather, and Little Deer took us all on a canoeing
trip down the Mississippi River. It was quite pretty in the night time, the
moon shinin' bright, the stars winkin'.
A Sand Crab...
We were sad to leave, but the time had come to return to our home. Our shadows
stretched across the forest. A stream gurgled happily, as if to say "Hello,
welcome back!" Then, we's came to our cabin. It was as good as we had left
it, four months ago.
Once inside, Ma sat down and said "Bill - I've been thinkin', maybe, well maybe
I should live wit' t' Injuns, ya know, fer jest awhile." "I understand, Ma" I