Frontier and pioneer life -- New Mexico -- Juvenile fiction; New Mexico -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Juvenile fiction
The handles of tomahawks, the hafts of knives, and the shining butts of
pistols, peeped carelessly out from the dresses both of hunters and
Indians. There was little effort made to conceal these dangerous toys,
and they were on all sides visible.
At length our mutual reconnaissance came to a period, and we proceeded
to business.
There happened to be no breadth of ground clear of weeds and thorny
rubbish, where we could seat ourselves lor the "smoke." Seguin pointed
to one of the houses, an adobe structure in a tolerable state of
preservation, and several entered to examine it. The building had been
used as a smelting-house, and broken trucks and other implements were
lying over the floor. There was but one apartment, not a large one
either, and near its centre stood a brazero covered with cold slag and
ashes.
Two men were appointed to kindle a fire upon the brazero, and the rest,
entering, took their seats upon the trucks and masses of quartz rock ore
that lay around the room!
As I was about seating myself, an object leaped against me from behind,
uttering a low whine that ended in a bark. I turned, and beheld the dog
Alp. The animal, frenzied with delight, rushed upon me repeatedly; and
it was some time before I could quiet him and take my place.
At length we all were seated upon opposite sides of the fire, each party
forming the arc of a circle, concave to the other.
There was a heavy door still hanging upon its hinge; and as there were
no windows in the house, this was suffered to remain open. It opened to
the inside.
The fire was soon kindled, and the clay-stone calumet filled with
"kini-kinik." It was then lighted, and passed from mouth to mouth in
profound silence.
We noticed that each of the Indians, contrary to their usual custom of
taking a whiff or two, smoked long and slowly. We knew it was a ruse to
protract the ceremony and gain time; while we--I answer for Seguin and
myself--were chafing at the delay.
When the pipe came round to the hunters, it passed in quicker time.
The unsocial smoke was at length ended, and the negotiation began.
At the very commencement of the "talk," I saw that we were going to have
a difficulty. The Navajoes, particularly the younger warriors, assumed
a bullying and exacting attitude that the hunters were not likely to
brook; nor would they have submitted to it for a moment but for the
peculiar position in which their chief was placed. For his sake they
held in as well as they could; but the tinder was apparent, and would
not bear many sparks before it blazed up.
The first question was in relation to the number of the prisoners. The
enemy had nineteen, while we, without including the queen or the Mexican
girls, numbered twenty-one. This was in our favour; but, to our
surprise, the Indians insisted that their captives were grown women,
that most of ours were children, and that two of the latter should be
exchanged for one of the former!
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