Peaceful coexistence on the frontier is threatened as mettlesome, meddlesome Granny Guntry bags the Indians' game, makes herself at home in their camp--after her house has burned down--and, when they build her another, proposes to come over every day to cook. Enough, say the Indians--they'll bring her meat (and skip the thanks) if she stays put. A comic inversion that makes the Indians look overmuch like Al Capp characters, oafish and often obese--but then it's not gentle with Granny either. Pictures aside, good--natured flimflam told with a straight face.