Forty Years Among the Indians: A true yet thrilling narrative of the author's experiences among the nativesJones, Daniel W. (Daniel Webster)
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Forty Years Among the Indians: A true yet thrilling narrative of the author's experiences among the natives
Jones, Daniel W. (Daniel Webster)
Frontier and pioneer life -- West (U.S.); Indians of North America; Latter Day Saint pioneers -- Biography
It was not long until we understood his meaning; we saw others coming
in tens and twenties and doing as the first had done till they formed
a half-circle around us. We were near the bank of the river, our rear
being somewhat protected by the bank and width of the stream. (In those
days nothing but old fashioned Kentucky rifles were in use.) Others
followed till they were several files deep. There were not less than
five hundred, and all had their arms ready in a threatening attitude.
After approaching to within some fifty yards of camp, where we had
got behind logs and piled up our packs in the best way possible for
defense. The chief, with a few others, rode a little forward and in
a loud voice made known his wants, showing us his warriors with arms
ready, demanding that we at once should submit. This was interpreted
to the captain by the guide. The captain and most of the company
understood Spanish. I thought surely our day had come, and so did many
others, but all felt they would rather die fighting than to cowardly
submit to such an arrogant and unreasonable demand.
The captain requested the chief to approach nearer, saying that he did
not wish any trouble and desired to pass through the country in peace,
and was willing to respect all his rights. At this the chief approached
and finally, by much persuasion, he got off his horse, followed by a
few others, the main body keeping their places in stolid silence. The
captain carefully passed the word so that it went through camp, that if
shooting had to be done, he would "open the ball." He did not expect
them to attack us in our present position, but if peace could not be
made he intended to shoot the chief down. It was about two o'clock when
this commenced. The parley continued until near sundown before peace
was decided upon, but it was finally concluded after agreeing to let
the chief have some beads, paints, tobacco, etc., articles we had for
the purpose of making treaties. In those days, before the white men
taught them to lie and betray, the word of an Indian was sacred. Not so
now.
The moment the captain spoke telling us all was right, there was a
general hand-shaking, and what time was left before night was spent in
trading and no uneasiness was felt by any of the company, for all had
perfect confidence in the word of the Indians; neither were we deceived.
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