Ten years of missionary work among the Indians at Skokomish, Washington Territory, 1874-1884Eells, Myron
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Ten years of missionary work among the Indians at Skokomish, Washington Territory, 1874-1884
Eells, Myron
Clallam Indians -- Missions; Missions -- Washington (State); Skokomish Indian Reservation (Wash.); Twana Indians -- Missions
Some acted very much like crazy
people, and some indecent things were done. It was reported that they
saw myself, Mowitch Man, and others in hell; that I was kept on the
reservation to get the lands of the Indians away from them, and that I
told lies in church. Such reports came to the reservation after a few
days that the teacher here, who was in charge of the reservation,
thought that he had better go and see it and perhaps try to stop it. He
took two policemen and the interpreter with him and went there. He
stayed one night and talked to them so plainly that they returned a day
or two afterward; but their nervous excitement was not over. Some of
them, as they returned, went to their homes, and a little cooling off,
together with the talk of their friends, brought them to their senses;
but about half of the number kept on. They mainly consisted of those who
had been at work in the logging-camp of David, Dick & Co. Dick was head
chief, and David was a brother of Big Bill and, next to Billy Clams, was
the leader in the excitement. Their camp was eight miles from the
reservation; but for about two weeks they stayed on the reservation,
singing, brushing off sins, shaking, and professing to worship God in
their own way. The excitement and other things, however, made Ellen, the
wife of David, sick; in a few days her infant child died, and they
thought she was about to die. Chief Dick was sick for more than a week.
One of David’s oxen, worth about a hundred and fifty dollars, mired, and
for want of care died; and it seemed as if God were taking things into
his own hands. The shaking set now said that all tamahnous was bad and
that they would have no Indian doctor for their sick. Ellen had a sister
who lived at the Chehalis, a day and a half’s ride distant, and she was
sent for. When she came she was determined to have an Indian doctor, and
with considerable of a war of words she conquered Ellen’s husband and
the whole set, and took Ellen off to an Indian doctor. There were two or
three in the logging-camp who were tired of the affair, for they had
lost three weeks of the best of weather for work, so they reorganized
their shattered forces and moved to their camp. Ellen’s husband and son,
who also belonged to the set, now neglected her. They furnished her
almost nothing, neither food, clothes, nor bedding, and when she wished
to have her little boy, they would not allow it. If they could have had
control of her they would have taken her to their camp, taken care of
her, and held their ceremonies over her; they came twice to see her, but
the Indian doctors would not be partners with their shakings, and drove
them off. On the eighth of September she died, and her sister had
possession of the body. All of the members of our church, Indian
doctors, and all who were opposed to the shaking set, now joined company
with her sister. They asked me if the body might be brought to our
church and kept there until the coffin should be made, and if I would
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