The Prairie Traveler: A Hand-book for Overland ExpeditionsMarcy, Randolph B. (Randolph Barnes)
History
The Prairie Traveler: A Hand-book for Overland Expeditions
Marcy, Randolph B. (Randolph Barnes)
Overland journeys to the Pacific; West (U.S.) -- Description and travel
When William Penn held his council with the Delawares upon the ground
where the city of Philadelphia now stands, they were as peaceful and
unwarlike in their habits as the Quakers themselves. They had been
subjugated by the Five Nations, forced to take the appellation of
squaws, and forego the use of arms; but after they moved west, beyond
the influence of their former masters, their naturally independent
spirit revived, they soon regained their lofty position as braves and
warriors, and the male squaws of the Iroquois soon became formidable
men and heroes, and so have continued to the present day. Their
war-path has reached the shores of the Pacific Ocean on the west,
Hudson's Bay on the north, and into the very heart of Mexico on the
south.
They are not clannish in their dispositions like most other Indians,
nor by their habits confined to any given locality, but are found as
traders, trappers, or hunters among most of the Indian tribes
inhabiting our continent. I even saw them living with the Mormons in
Utah. They are among the Indians as the Jews among the whites,
essentially wanderers.
The Shawnees have been associated with the Delawares 185 years. They
intermarry and live as one people. Their present places of abode are
upon the Missouri River, near Fort Leavenworth, and in the Choctaw
Territory, upon the Canadian River, near Fort Arbuckle. They are
familiar with many of the habits and customs of their pale-faced
neighbors, and some of them speak the English language, yet many of
their native characteristics tenaciously cling to them.
Upon one occasion I endeavored to teach a Delaware the use of the
compass. He seemed much interested in its mechanism, and very
attentively observed the oscillations of the needle. He would move away
a short distance, then return, keeping his eyes continually fixed upon
the needle and the uniform position into which it settled. He did not,
however, seem to comprehend it in the least, but regarded the entire
proceeding as a species of necromantic performance got up for his
especial benefit, and I was about putting away the instrument when he
motioned me to stop, and came walking toward it with a very serious but
incredulous countenance, remarking, as he pointed his finger toward it,
"Maybe so he tell lie sometime."
The ignorance evinced by this Indian regarding the uses of the compass
is less remarkable than that of some white men who are occasionally met
upon the frontier.
While surveying Indian lands in the wilds of Western Texas during the
summer of 1854, I encountered a deputy surveyor traveling on foot, with
his compass and chain upon his back. I saluted him very politely,
remarking that I presumed he was a surveyor, to which he replied, "I
reckon, _stranger_, I ar that thar individoal."
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