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Intrigue of the Past: Lesson 3.4
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Lesson 3.4 THE VILLAGE FARMERS The Mississippian Period, AD 1000 to 1650 Pottery vessel from Rockingham County, North Carolina, ca. AD 1200.
Long ago, when the world was new, an old woman lived with her grandson in the
shadow of the big mountain. They lived happily together until the boy was seven years old.
Then his Grandmother gave him his first bow and arrow. He went out to hunt for game and
brought back a small bird.
"Ah," said the Grandmother, "You are going to be a great hunter. We must have a
feast." She went out to the small storehouse behind their cabin. She came back with dried
corn in her basket and made a fine-tasting soup with the small bird and the corn.
From that point on the boy hunted. Each day he brought back something and each day
the Grandmother took some corn from the storage house to make soup. One day, though,
the boy peeked into the storehouse. It was empty! But that evening, when he returned with
game to cook, she went out again and brought back a basket filled with dry corn.
"This is strange," the boy said to himself. "I must find out what is happening."
The next day, when he brought back his game, he waited until his Grandmother had
gone out for her basket of corn and followed her. He watched her go into the storehouse
with the empty basket. He looked through a crack between the logs and saw a very strange
thing. The storehouse was empty, but his grandmother was leaning over the basket. She
rubbed her hand along the side of her body, and dried corn poured out to fill the basket.
Now the boy grew afraid. Perhaps she was a witch! He crept back to the house to wait.
When his Grandmother returned, though, she saw the look on his face.
"Grandson," she said, "you followed me to "
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