He drove them off.

A white man had slain that animal; therefore the white man's choice of meat was first, and he very leisurely and skillfully cut out the enormous tongue for us and fifty pounds of meat for our following before he would let them as much as touch the carcass with a dagger.

[* Plural of machenzie, "man from 'way back,'" "rube," "simp."] Then, though, the tribe fell to, naked, with little naked knives--tearing off the thick hide in foot-wide strips, and hacking the red flesh into lumps that they ate, raw and quivering, while they worked.

The little bits of children, each chewing raw bloody meat, brought baskets for the overflow, dragging them to wherever they could find a space between the legs of struggling men, the women emptying the baskets almost as fast as the children filled them, and chewing until their jaws ran blood.
Nothing was wasted.

The blood was caught in pools in part of the hide, spread like an apron on the earth, and lapped up by whoever could get to it.