Eddy laughed but Billy Tabeshaw looked very serious.

Dick picked up the axes and Eddy took the saw down from the tree.

Eddy hung the saw up by one of its handles in the crotch of a tree.

Eddy and Billy Tabeshaw leaned on their cant-hooks sweating in the sun.

He brought his son Eddy, and another Indian named Billy Tabeshaw with him.

Eddy and Billy Tabeshaw leaned on their cant-hooks and looked at the doctor.

They came in through the back gate out of the woods, Eddy carrying the long crosscut saw.

Eddy and Billy Tabeshaw had rocked the log out of the wet sand and rolled it toward the water.

He took a plug of tobacco out of his pocket, bit off a chew and spoke in Ojibway to Eddy and Billy Tabeshaw.