Kill in the Rocks By John L. Peyton
 
The woman is dressing out a buck.  The girl is hurrying to help, bringing a bark bowl for the special delicacies. The boy is already making off with one of these, probably the liver, which is ready to eat as soon as the deer is dead.

The hunter is not in sight.  Probably there was more than one deer and he is following the trail, trying for another.

The landscape is from the stretch of mountainous country along the north shore of Lake Superior that starts at Grand Portage and runs far into Ontario.  These hills are so steep that they remind you of the Rockies.

When I was young many of the Indian people who lived in this area dressed like this, partly in deerskins and partly in old whiteman clothes.  Usually they would kill enough deer and moose to get through the winters in pretty good shape.  But they had to keep working on it.  If they didn’t, or if the game were not there, they went without.  When rumors of starvation came down out of the woods, people would say that it was too bad about the Indians.  But it was like the famines in India or China, too widespread and too far away for anybody to do anything about it except feel sorry. It’s different now.

Kill in the Rocks By John L. Peyton
 
The woman is dressing out a buck.  The girl is hurrying to help, bringing a bark bowl for the special delicacies. The boy is already making off with one of these, probably the liver, which is ready to eat as soon as the deer is dead.

The hunter is not in sight.  Probably there was more than one deer and he is following the trail, trying for another.

The landscape is from the stretch of mountainous country along the north shore of Lake Superior that starts at Grand Portage and runs far into Ontario.  These hills are so steep that they remind you of the Rockies.

When I was young many of the Indian people who lived in this area dressed like this, partly in deerskins and partly in old whiteman clothes.  Usually they would kill enough deer and moose to get through the winters in pretty good shape.  But they had to keep working on it.  If they didn’t, or if the game were not there, they went without.  When rumors of starvation came down out of the woods, people would say that it was too bad about the Indians.  But it was like the famines in India or China, too widespread and too far away for anybody to do anything about it except feel sorry. It’s different now.