When I entered the tent the Indians spread a buffalo robe before the fire and desired me to sit down.

Some were eating, others sleeping, many of them without any covering except the breechcloth and a blanket over the shoulders, a state in which they love to indulge themselves till hunger drives them forth to the chase.
Besides the Warrior's family there was that of another hunter named Long-legs whose bad success in hunting had reduced him to the necessity of feeding on moose leather for three weeks when he was compassionately relieved by the Warrior.

I was an unwilling witness of the preparation of my dinner by the Indian women.

They cut into pieces a portion of fat meat, using for that purpose a knife and their teeth.

It was boiled in a kettle and served in a platter made of birch bark from which, being dirty, they had peeled the surface.