Chapter 6Standing Rock did not make it by dawn the next day, but he wasn’t as late as I had feared. He was a naturally industrious young man, but homebuilding was woman’s work, and even though what we were constructing was no simple tipi, some of his attitude leaked out at times. I ignored it and set him to work leveling the plane where I intended to build the house.
At midday, Dew Drop and Little Bear showed up. She had prepared a meal from the stores I sent her the previous afternoon. While my new helper and I labored moving dirt and rock, Dew Drop set about remaking my miserable hovel into a proper tipi. By the end of the day, I was satisfied with what had been accomplished.
Before nightfall, the woman and the younger boy set out for their own lodge, but Rock elected to remain behind,
