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
It may not be improper to observe the necessity there is for a trader to
be cool, firm, and, in case of emergency, brave, but not rash or hasty.
The Indians are just observers of the human mind, and easily discover
true from affected courage, by that apparent tranquillity which clearly
distinguishes the former from the latter. It is well known that no
people in the world put courage to so severe a trial, and watch at the
executions of their enemies with such savage curiosity, the effects of
the tortures they inflict; even the women exult in proportion to the
agony betrayed by the unhappy sufferer; though it frequently happens
thro’ the same spirit operating on both parties, that the most
excruciating torments cannot extort a sigh. An example or two from Mr.
Adair’s History of the American Indians, will shew the firmness of an
Indian {72} mind, and prove beyond a doubt that such anecdotes are not
exaggerated. Truth should be the standard of history, and guide the pen
of every author who values his reputation.
Some years ago the Shawano Indians being obliged to remove from their
habitations, in their way took a Muskohge warrior, known by the name of
old _Scrany_, prisoner; they bastinadoed him severely, and condemned him
to the fiery torture. He underwent a great deal without shewing any
concern; his countenance and behaviour were as if he suffered not the
least pain. He told his persecutors with a bold voice, that he was a
warrior; that he had gained most of his martial reputation at the
expence of their nation, and was desirous of shewing them, in the act of
dying, that he was still as much their superior, as when he headed his
gallant countrymen against them: that although he had fallen into their
hands, and forfeited the protection of the divine power by some impurity
or other, when carrying the holy ark of war against his devoted enemies,
yet he had so much remaining virtue as would enable him to punish
himself more exquisitely than all their despicable ignorant crowd
possibly could; and that he would do so, if they gave him liberty by
untying him, and handing him one of the red hot gun-barrels out of the
fire. The proposal, and his method of address, appeared so exceedingly
bold and uncommon, that his request was granted. Then suddenly seizing
one end of the red hot barrel, and brandishing it from side to side, he
forced his way through the armed and surprised multitude, leaped down a
prodigious steep and high bank into a branch of the river, dived through
it, ran over a small island, and passed the other branch, amidst a
shower of bullets; and though numbers of his enemies were in close
pursuit of him, he got into a bramble swamp, {73} through which, though
naked and in a mangled condition, he reached his own country.
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