They were small, and had been made by moccasin-shod feet.
"In the Brooding Wild"
Ridgwell Cullum
He sees her stoop as though to adjust her moccasin.
"In the Brooding Wild"
Ridgwell Cullum
With touch of tree trunk and slipping moccasin, lithe bend and sway and turning, as sure in the forest as any savage, this Maid of the Trail took into her hands the saving of a man.
"The Maid of the Whispering Hills"
Vingie E. Roe