" ah , my son , " said the father , at last , " if you are afraid to go to the river , you will never kill the red head . " the stripling was deeply vexed by this observation ; it seemed to touch him to the very quick . he mused in silence . he refused to eat , and made no reply when spoken to . he sat by the lodge door all the night through , looking up at the stars , and sighing like one sorely distressed . the next day he asked his mother to dress the skin of the deer , and to make it into moccasins for him , while he busied himself in preparing a bow and arrows . as soon as these were in readiness , he left the lodge one morning , at sunrise , without saying a word to his father or mother . as he passed along , he fired one of his arrows into the air , which fell westward . he took that course , and coming to the spot where the arrow had fallen , he was rejoiced to find it piercing the heart of a deer .
to hunt .
why did strong desire busy himself in preparing a bow and arrows ?
why did strong desire busy himself in preparing a bow and arrows ?