Ten years of missionary work among the Indians at Skokomish, Washington Territory, 1874-1884Eells, Myron
Religion
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
they had promised to do; that if they would go and see her sister, and
gain her consent, I would willingly give it up. I appealed to the
physician, then present, and temporarily in charge of the agency, for
protection. He had been here only about six weeks, and was at first a
little afraid that they would take it out during the night. But I was
not afraid of that. Such an act would kill their religion, and Billy
Clams had been in jail too much to dare to advise such an act. I told
them I should not unlock the church to let them see her unless they
promised to let her remain. They at last consented to all my
propositions. Had I yielded then I would have gained great enmity from
all of our side, who had been at much expense to put her propperly in
the coffin, and would have made no friends on the other side. They
promised to bring her sister down the next morning and settle it. The
next morning Billy Clams came alone, and when I asked if all were soon
coming, he replied that it was all settled; that they had talked with
her sister some the previous night, and also on that morning; that her
sister’s words had been very fierce, and that they had concluded, since
the body was in the church, it was not best to take it out, and that I
should have complete control of the funeral; that they would not come to
the church if I did not wish them to do so, but that they would wait on
the road to the grave until the services were done, for they would like
to go to the grave, if I had no objections. I replied that I was glad of
their decision, and that I would be very glad to have them all attend
the services in the church. They all came; were very cordial to our
side. Some of them took especial pains to cross themselves and shake
hands with my children and myself. We all went to the grave together;
her son made presents to all there: and the first battle was fought and
won by our Great Captain.
XXVI.
THE VICTORY.
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