"I have nothing to eat it with," was the answer.
"You have got a mouth, and teeth in it?"
"Yes."
"What hinders you from using them?"
This was said in such a savage manner that Nattie, with trembling hands, lifted the bowl to her lips and took a mouthful of its contents. All eyes were watching her movements, and, after a few more trials on her part, one of the little boys came up, and plunging his hand in the bowl, brought it out full of the yellow corn, with which he quickly filled his mouth.
"Fox Heart will show you how to eat yom supper," said the old squaw, looking admiringly on the dirty, little papoose who stood munching the corn filched from Nattie's bowl.
"Now do as you saw him do."
"I don't want any more," said Nattie, who was both indignant and sickened, by seeing that dirty, little Indian paw in her dish.
