John Long's journal, 1768-1782Long, J. (John), Indian trader
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John Long's journal, 1768-1782
Long, J. (John), Indian trader
Fur trade -- Canada; Indians of North America; Indians of North America -- Languages; Ojibwa language
Mr. Beatty relates that as he was preaching to the Indians and others,
at a small house near Juniata River, a rattlesnake crept into the room,
but was happily discovered and killed; and before the people could well
recover themselves, a snake of another kind was discovered among the
assembly, which was also killed without any other detriment than
disturbing the congregation, which surprised him very much, as it was a
matter of astonishment how these reptiles could crawl into the house
without being offended by some one, and which also excites them to bite.
The Indians say that when a woman is in labour, holding the tail of a
rattlesnake in her hand, and shaking the rattles, assists her delivery.
It is always observable that the Indians take out the bag which contains
{150} the poison of this venomous reptile, and carry it alive in their
medicine box when they go to war.
This unfortunate accident retarded our journey till the unhappy sufferer
relieved himself by cutting out the wounded part from the calf of his
leg, and applying salt and gunpowder, and binding it up with the leaves
of the red willow tree; he was soon able to proceed, bearing the pain
with that fortitude for which the Savages are so eminently
distinguished.
At the close of the next day we encamped near the river, and it rained
very hard: the Indians made some bark huts. One of them walking some
distance in the woods, discovered a small loghouse, in which he found a
white man, with his arms cut off, lying on his back. We conjectured he
had been settled at the spot, and killed by a bad Indian, which must
have happened very recently, as he was not putrid. Before our departure
we buried him.
The next day we arrived at the Forks of the Mississippi, where were two
hundred Indians of the nation of the Renards, or Foxes, on horseback,
armed with spears, bows and arrows. They did not seem pleased with our
appearance, which _Warbishar_, the chief of our band, told me.[96] Just
before we landed they dismounted, and surveyed us. The Sioux asked me if
I was afraid; I told them I had seen a greater number of Savages before,
and more wild than any of the Southern Indians. _Warbishar_ gave orders
to strike ashore. As soon as we landed, the Renards took our Indians by
the hand, and invited them into their camp. In the space of an hour they
prepared a feast, which consisted of five {151} Indian dogs, bear,
beaver, deer, mountain cat, and racoon, boiled in bear’s grease, and
mixed with huckleberries. After the repast, the Indians danced and sung.
A council was then held, when the chief of the Renards addressed
_Warbishar_ to this effect.
“Brothers, we are happy to see you; we have no bad heart against you;
although we are not the same nation by language, our hearts are the
same: we are all Indians, and are happy to hear our great Father has
pity on us, and sends us wherewithal to cover us, and enable us to
hunt.”
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