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
Once the spirit ran so high against the Indians, that it was determined
to drive them away unless they came to such terms as the whites should
dictate. A mass meeting was called to meet at Tempe, for both whites
and natives. At the time it was hardly safe for me to appear, as my
life had been threatened. I had even been told to my face by a Captain
Sharp, that he was ready to help put the rope around my neck any day.
However, I went to the meeting. Many demands were made of the Indians,
all of which they acceded to that was possible for them to do. The
whites were about satisfied with the disposition of the Indians, when
one man got up and said he had a saddle stolen from him some two years
previous, and that he would not consent for the Indians to remain
longer where they were, unless they paid for the saddle. At this,
several others commenced telling what they had lost and demanded the
same.
I had kept perfectly silent during the whole parley. Now when this was
explained to the Indians, they seemed at a loss what to say. Finally
the chief said they were not able to pay for these things; that it was
asking more than they could do. The spirit of the whites was really
devilish; they seemed determined to drive the Indians to the wall, not
one had spoken a word in their behalf.
I now felt impelled to speak. When I asked to be heard there were many
hard looks given me. The chairman gave consent. As soon as I commenced
some one interrupted me. I sat down. The chairman called for order. I
then said, "If you gentlemen will hear me through without interruption,
allowing me free speech, I will talk. When I get through my life is in
your hands, do with me as you please, but I will not talk unless you
agree to let me say just what I please." They took a vote to hear me
through.
My defense of the Indians was to the point. I told the whites that they
demanded of the natives, what none of them could do; that if they were
required to make all their wrongs right that they had committed for
the last two years, it would bankrupt them morally and financially.
There were other thieves in the country beside Indian thieves, that may
have stolen the articles. I referred to the virtue and honesty of the
Pimas when the whites first came among them, showing that all their
vile degradation and dishonesty was copied from the white man. Also,
that many now present were corrupt and immoral, much more so than the
average Indian.
Congressman Stephens was present. I never heard what he thought of my
speech, but I conquered the most present, and they agreed to let the
Indians have another trial. All of these men finally became my friends.
This meeting, just described, was with the Indians, the old settlers
on the north side of the river. Those settling on the Utah ditch were
not called in question at this time by the persons seeking to drive the
others away.
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