Illustrations of the manners, customs, & condition of the North American Indians, Vol. 1 (of 2): With letters and notes, written during eight years of travel and adventure among the wildest and most remarkable tribes now existingCatlin, George
History
Illustrations of the manners, customs, & condition of the North American Indians, Vol. 1 (of 2): With letters and notes, written during eight years of travel and adventure among the wildest and most remarkable tribes now existing
Catlin, George
Indians of North America
In each of these operations, as they successfully took place, I
observed that a pipe or two were well filled, and as soon as I
commenced painting, the chiefs and braves, who sat around the sides
of the lodge, commenced smoking for the success of the picture (and
probably as much or more so for the safe deliverance of the sitter from
harm while under the operation); and so they continued to pass the
pipe around until the portrait was completed.
In this way I progressed with my portraits, stopping occasionally
very suddenly as if something was wrong, and taking a tremendous puff
or two at the pipe, and streaming the smoke through my nostrils,
exhibiting in my looks and actions an evident relief; enabling me to
proceed with more facility and success,—by flattering and complimenting
each one on his good looks after I had got it done, and taking them
according to rank, or standing, making it a matter of honour with them,
which pleased them exceedingly, and gave me and my art the stamp of
respectability at once.
I was then taken by the arm by the chiefs, and led to their lodges,
where feasts were prepared for me in elegant style, _i. e._ in the
best manner which this country affords; and being led by the arm, and
welcomed to them by _gentlemen_ of high and exalted feelings, rendered
them in my estimation truly elegant.
I was waited upon in due form and ceremony by the _medicine-men_, who
received me upon the old adage, “Similis simili gaudet.” I was invited
to a feast, and they presented me a _she-shee-quoi_, or a doctor’s
rattle, and also a magical wand, or a doctor’s staff, strung with
claws of the grizzly bear, with hoofs of the antelope—with ermine—with
wild sage and bat’s wings—and perfumed withal with the _choice_ and
_savoury_ odour of the pole-cat—a dog was sacrificed and hung by
the legs over my wigwam, and I was therefore and thereby initiated
into (and countenanced in the practice of) the arcana of medicine
or mystery, and considered a Fellow of the Extraordinary Society of
_Conjurati_.
Since this signal success and good fortune in my operations, things
have gone on very pleasantly, and I have had a great deal of amusement.
Some altercation has taken place, however, amongst the chiefs and
braves, with regard to standing or rank, of which they are exceedingly
jealous; and they must sit (if at all) in regular order, according to
that rank; the trouble is all settled at last, however, and I have had
no want of subjects, though a great many have become again alarmed,
and are unwilling to sit, for fear, as some say, that they will die
prematurely if painted; and as others say, that if they are painted,
the picture will live after they are dead, and they cannot sleep quiet
in their graves.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account