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
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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
[3] The reader will see in +plate+ 65, an accurate drawing of this
curious robe, which now hangs in the +Indian Gallery+, and on the
following pages, each group numbered, and delineated on a larger
scale, which are _fac-similes_ of the drawings on the robe.
[4] This celebrated weapon with the blood of several victims
dried upon its blade, now hangs in the +Indian Gallery+, with
satisfactory certificates of its identity and its remarkable
history, and an exact drawing of it and its scabbard can be seen in
+plate+ 99, _a_.
LETTER—No. 22.
MANDAN VILLAGE, _UPPER MISSOURI_.
Oh! “_horribile visu—et mirabile dictu!_” Thank God, it is over, that I
have seen it, and am able to tell it to the world.
The _annual religious ceremony_, of four days, of which I have so often
spoken, and which I have so long been wishing to see, has at last been
enacted in this village; and I have, fortunately, been able to see and
to understand it in most of its bearings, which was more than I had
reason to expect; for no white man, in all probability, has ever been
before admitted to the _medicine-lodge_ during these most remarkable
and appalling scenes.
Well and truly has it been said, that the Mandans are a strange and
peculiar people; and most correctly had I been informed, that this
was an important and interesting scene, by those who had, on former
occasions, witnessed such parts of it as are transacted out of doors,
and in front of the _medicine-lodge_.
Since the date of my last Letter, I was lucky enough to have painted
the _medicine-man_, who was high-priest on this grand occasion, or
conductor of the ceremonies, who had me regularly installed doctor or
“_medicine_;” and who, on the morning when these grand refinements
in mysteries commenced, took me by the arm, and led me into the
_medicine-lodge_, where the Fur Trader, Mr. Kipp, and his two clerks
accompanied me in close attendance for four days; all of us going to
our own quarters at sun-down, and returning again at sun-rise the next
morning.
I took my sketch-book with me, and have made many and faithful drawings
of what we saw, and full notes of everything as translated to me by
the interpreter; and since the close of that horrid and frightful
scene, which was a week ago or more, I have been closely ensconced
in an earth-covered wigwam, with a fine sky-light over my head, with
my palette and brushes, endeavouring faithfully to put the whole
of what we saw upon canvass, which my companions all agree to be
critically correct, and of the fidelity of which they have attached
their certificates to the backs of the paintings. I have made four
paintings of these strange scenes, containing several hundred figures,
representing the transactions of each day; and if I live to get them
home, they will be found to be exceedingly curious and interesting.
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