A History of Oregon, 1792-1849: Drawn From Personal Observation and Authentic InformationGray, W. H. (William Henry)
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A History of Oregon, 1792-1849: Drawn From Personal Observation and Authentic Information
Gray, W. H. (William Henry)
Frontier and pioneer life -- Oregon; Oregon Territory -- History
The display over, the mission camp around the tent was thronged. On
first hearing the war-whoop, the savage yell, and the sound of the
Indian war drum, all parties not in the secret of this surprise party,
or native reception for their missionaries, at once drove in their
animals, and prepared for the worst; hence the mission cows, horses, and
camp, were all together. Major Pilcher and Captain Stewart enjoyed the
surprise of the party, and were equally delighted with the effect and
surprise manifested by the Indians, as they approached the mission camp.
The wagon, and every thing about their camp, was examined. The Indians
would pass and repass the tent, to get a sight of the two women
belonging to the white men. Mrs. Spalding, feeble as she was, seemed to
be the favorite with the Indian women; possibly from that fact alone she
may have gained their sympathy to some extent. The Lawyer and
Takkensuitas were constant visitors at the tent. Their Indian wives were
with them, and showed a disposition to do all in their power to assist
the missionaries. Mrs. Spalding's rest from the fatigues of the journey
soon enabled her to commence a vocabulary of the Indian language. Mrs.
Whitman also commenced one with her, but she was often interrupted by
the attentions thought necessary to be paid to gentlemen callers. Excuse
me, whoever believes that thirty-three years since there were no
gentlemen on top of the Rocky Mountains. I can assure you that there
were, and that all the refined education and manners of the daughter of
Judge Prentiss, of Prattsburg, Steuben County, N. Y., found abundant
opportunity to exhibit the cardinal ornaments of a religious and
civilized country. No one, except an eye-witness, can appreciate or
fully understand the charm there was in those early days in the sight of
the form and white features of his mother. The rough veteran mountain
hunter would touch his hat in a manner absolutely ridiculous, and often
fail to express a designed compliment, which the mischief or good-humor
of Mrs. Whitman sometimes enjoyed as a good joke. In consequence of
these attentions or interruptions, she did not acquire the native
language as fast as Mrs. Spalding, who showed but little attention to
any one except the natives and their wives.
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