He was glad to lie upon the mossy ground in the little cavern under the cliff.
Upon examination his wound was found to have opened, and was bleeding.

His hunting coat was saturated with blood.

Whispering Winds washed the cut, and dressed it with cooling leaves.

Then she rebandaged it tightly with Joe's linsey handkerchiefs, and while he rested comfortable she gathered bundles of ferns, carrying them to the little cavern.

When she had a large quantity of these she sat down near Joe, and began to weave the long stems into a kind of screen.