II.  The bow “braced” or strung.

  III.  The bow unstrung, showing the loop slipped down.

  IV.  The loop that is used on the upper end of the bow.

  V. The timber hitch always used on the lower end or notch of the bow.

  VI.  A turkey feather with split midrib, all ready to lash on.

  VII.  End view of arrow, showing notch and arrangement of three
  feathers.

  VIII.  Part of arrow, showing feathering and lashing.

  IX.  Sanger hunting arrow with wooden point; 25 inches long.

  X. Sanger war arrow with nail point and extra long feathers; it also
  is 25 inches long.

  XI.  Quiver with Indian design; 20 inches long.

  XII.  The “bracer” or arm guard of heavy leather for left arm, with two
  laces to tie it on.  It is six inches long.

* * * * *

Thus the arrows were made and set away for the glue to dry.

Next day Yan painted Sam’s red and blue, his own red and white, to distinguish them as well as guard them from the damp.  There was now one more thing, and that was a quiver.

“Do the Injuns have them?” asked Sam, with a keen eye to orthodoxy when it promised to cut short the hard work.

“Well, I should say so; couldn’t live without them.”

“All right; hurry up.  I’m spoiling for a hunt.  What are they made of?”

“Oh, ’most anything.”

“Haven’t got it.”

“You’re too fast.  But some use Birch bark, some use the skin of an animal, and some use canvas now when other stuff is scarce.”

“That’s us.  You mind the stuff left off the teepee?”

“Do till we get better.”  So each made a sort of canvas bag shorter than the arrows.  Yan painted an Indian device on each, and they were ready.

“Now bring on your Bears,” said the older boy, and feeling a sense of complete armament, they went out.

“See who can hit that tree.”  Both fired together and missed, but Sam’s arrow struck another tree and split open.

“Guess we’d better get a soft target,” he remarked.  Then after discussion they got a large old corn sack full of hay, painted on it some rings around a bull’s eye (a Buffalo’s eye, Sam called it) and set it up at twenty yards.

They were woefully disappointed at first in their shooting.  It did seem a very easy mark, and it was disappointing to have the arrows fly some feet away to the left.

“Le’s get in the barn and shoot at that,” suggested Sam.

“We might hit it if we shut the door tight,” was the optimistic reply.  As well as needing practice, the boys had to learn several little rules about Archery.  But Yan had some pencil notes from “that book” and some more in his brain that with much practice gradually taught him:  To stand with his heel centres in line with the target; his right elbow in line with the arrow; his left hand fixed till the arrow struck; his right thumb always on the same place on his cheek when he fired, and the bow plumb.