Over the Santa Fé Trail, 1857Napton, William Barclay
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Over the Santa Fé Trail, 1857
Napton, William Barclay
Santa Fe National Historic Trail
The horse of the interpreter arrived at the agency before the colonel,
and when the colonel had so far regained his faculties as to be able
to talk, he told them where he had last seen the interpreter near
the Great Falls. Some Indians put off in search of him, and his
body was recovered by them, found sitting erect in the snow, frozen
solidly--almost as solid as the granite boulders surrounding it.
The stage of water being good, the boat descended the river rapidly,
running twenty miles an hour and making few landings.
At the Ree village below the mouth of the Yellowstone, a stop was made
to take on a large stock of buffalo robes, a half day being required
to load them, and in order to hasten the work, twenty or thirty squaws
were hired to aid in transferring the bales of robes from a warehouse
on a hill, two hundred yards perhaps from the river bank, to the boat.
These squaws, although of comparatively small stature, to the bucks,
would shoulder up or put on top of their heads a bale of robes, and
walk with it, apparently, with ease, laughing and chattering with
their companions as they went. All the while the bucks were sitting or
standing around, smoking their pipes, looking on with composure and
satisfaction. It did not comport with their notions of dignity and
propriety to engage in any such ignoble work themselves, in fact the
Indian bucks have never yet been able to appreciate the “nobility” of
labor.
Somewhere about Fort Pierre, while the boat was running, four buffalo
bulls were seen grazing quietly in the bottoms some distance from the
river bank. The captain gave orders for landing the boat immediately.
Tied up to the guards on the lower deck were a couple of Indian ponies
being sent down to some point below, as a present from some chief, to
his friends or relations (giving presents being a very general custom
among them), and as was stated when the horses were brought on board,
the horses were extra good buffalo horses, fleet of foot and trained to
the chase.
Among the passengers at that time was a solitary Sioux warrior, going
down on a visit, as he said. He had been with us for a day or two,
and it had been whispered around that he was a bad character where he
belonged. He was athletic and devilish-looking, but there was little
about his person to distinguish him from the general run of Indian
bucks and warriors. He had an ordinary bow and quiver of arrows slung
over his back.
The captain ordered one of the horses brought forward quickly, and,
with the aid of a dozen deck hands, the horse was put ashore. Just
as soon as the buffalo were seen this Indian volunteered with great
alacrity to go after them, and as yet they were grazing undisturbed.
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