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
All I will say is, that for over a year I would have been glad to have
died. I could not remain in the place after this, so I went back to
Salt River, settled in Tempe, built a nice little house and furnished
it up completely. Brother B. F. Johnson, a neighbor, asked me one day
why I was so particular to finish my house so thoroughly.
I replied, "We are promised many fold for all we sacrifice for the
gospel's sake. I have given up several half-finished houses for the
gospel's sake, and if I have to take them all back multiplied I want
one decent place to live in while I finish them up."
Speaking of Brother Johnson reminds me of a circumstance that he will
remember:
One day he and I were together, when Brother Milton Rey, who had been
some time laboring among the Indians at Jonesville, came riding up
to us in a hurried, excited manner, he said that he had just learned
something greatly to my advantage; that he had been talking to the
Indians and they had told him that I had never wronged them in any way
and that it was all a mistake.
He wanted me to go immediately with him and get a re-hearing on all
charges brought against me. I was really amused at his earnestness, as
was also Brother Johnson. Brother Rey could not understand why I did
not take more interest in what he was telling me, until I explained to
him that I was well aware that through prejudice and not through guilt
had I been condemned.
There were a few unworthy Indians whom I had to correct from time to
time, they might have said something against me when prompted to do so,
but the Indians as a body always honored me more than any one else, and
do so to this day.
After getting my house finished in Tempe and moving my children from
Tonto, I concluded to go ahead and do the best I could to make myself
useful. The school district, one of the oldest and richest in the
country, had one of the poorest school houses, owing to the former
trustees not being able to understand the laws alike.
As there were now many Mormons living in the district it was proposed
that they should have a representative; I was chosen for this place.
The other two agreed to sustain me in building a good school house. We
soon made arrangements, and one of the best houses in the county was
speedily erected and ready for use.
I was also appointed to take the school census of the district, and
to be assistant assessor for the Mesa and Jonesville districts. These
active services helped me somewhat to bear the grief for the loss of my
wife.
During the summer of 1884 my mind often rested on Mexico, and the
obligation I felt resting upon me not to give up my mission in that
country. I tried to rid my mind of these reflections but could not.
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