The Border and the Buffalo: An Untold Story of the Southwest Plains: The Bloody Border of Missouri and Kansas. The Story of the Slaughter of the Buffalo. Westward among the Big Game and Wild Tribes. A Story of Mountain and Plain — John Shaqi
The Border and the Buffalo: An Untold Story of the Southwest Plains: The Bloody Border of Missouri and Kansas. The Story of the Slaughter of the Buffalo. Westward among the Big Game and Wild Tribes. A Story of Mountain and PlainCook, John R.
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The Border and the Buffalo: An Untold Story of the Southwest Plains: The Bloody Border of Missouri and Kansas. The Story of the Slaughter of the Buffalo. Westward among the Big Game and Wild Tribes. A Story of Mountain and Plain
Cook, John R.
American bison hunting -- Southwest, New -- History -- 19th century; Cook, John R., 1844-1917; Frontier and pioneer life -- Kansas; Frontier and pioneer life -- Southwest, New; Indians of North America -- Wars -- 1866-1895; Kansas -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865; Pioneers -- Kansas -- Biography;
We prospected here three days, then broke camp for the valley proper,
where we camped near a Catholic church. Here we saw a type of humanity
that for downright superstition beats anything I ever heard of.
During the season, if a cloud would appear and lightning and thunder
accompanied it, they would hang an image of Christ in an exposed place,
to appease the wrath of the storm king, hoping to avert a hail-storm.
When there was an excessive drought they would fire off old muskets,
beat drums and blow horns to bring rain. I saw this same thing done
at Las Vegas. Many of the women were tattooed on face, neck, breast
and arms, for indiscretions. In the rear of this church were two large
piles of crosses. The timbers in them nearly as large as a railroad
tie. When doing penance these superstitious beings of the peon class
were compelled by their priests to shoulder these crosses and march
around the church for a given length of time, according to the gravity
of the sin committed. Another mode of punishment was for the penitent
to walk bare-kneed on beans strewn on hard ground.
At this place was a water grist-mill of the most primitive kind. Also,
was to be seen here the forked wood plow. The mode of grain-threshing
was to place the bundles of grain on the ground in a circle and chase
a band of goats around over the grain in a circle, until their feet
had hulled the grain from the straw. While at this camp we feasted on
roasting-ears, melons, string beans, cabbage, onions, and potatoes.
While here we all suddenly recovered from the "gold fever." The Apache
Indians had gone on the war-path, and were terrorizing the people south
of Santa Fé. We moved down to Santa Fé, sold our burros, and dissolved
partnership. I then left Santa Fé, and went to Casa La Glorieta, and
early in October I left Casa La Glorieta for the Panhandle of Texas.
In those days it was the custom of the Mexicans to go each fall to
border New Mexico and Texas on "meat hunts." They would organize
parties consisting of from fifteen to twenty-five men, never taking any
women along, and they would take from four to ten wagons with from two
to four yoke of oxen to the wagon. There would be from ten to fifteen
lance horses, and each lancer would be armed with a lance-blade about
fourteen inches long, fastened by sinews to a staff seven to eight feet
long.
There was generally some elderly man in charge of each outfit. They
were usually gone from six weeks to three months on these hunting
trips, and would return with great loads of jerked dried buffalo meat,
which found a ready sale.
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