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[09.01]
I became acquainted while here with Eld. Thomas Sunrise, a
Protestant, belonging to the Seneca tribe, N. Y., who came to
Haverhill to preach. He was a very smart speaker and an intelligent
man, and I became very much interested in him. He wanted me to
travel with him, and, I promised to meet him in Lawrence a short
time before I was married, and I started upon the railroad to meet
him there, but after going some four miles, I altered my mind, and
turned and went back to the camp.
[09.02]
I worked very hard whilst camping at this place, bringing ash for
baskets from a neighboring swamp to the camp, where we manufactured
them, and then taking them upon my shoulders to carry around the
village to sell. We next took the cars for Salmon Falls, N. H.,
where we stopped about one month, making and selling baskets. We
also gave an entertainment in that place, and did very well.
[09.03]
We next went to Great Falls, and camped upon the east bank of the
river, in a thick grove of pines. The first night that we arrived
there, as we were out of provisions, one of our company went down
to the "Union Store," and procured some pork and
crackers, and we prepared to have something to eat; but upon
examination our pork proved to be bad, and the crackers had been
kept so long that they were wormy.
[09.04]
We were very indignant at this piece of imposition, and the same
night I took the basket and carried the provisions back, and
entering the door I asked the keeper if that was the kind of pork
and crackers that he sold people to eat. He replied that it was
good enough for any red-skin. I told him that it did not suit us,
and that he might take it back and pay me the money, or exchange
for good provisions. He seemed very independent about it at first,
and said that I had better leave, but finding that he could not get
rid of me so easily, he exchanged and gave me better provisions.
[09.05]
A short time after in the same store, I was insulted by the same
man. I went to purchase some sugar, and having but a few cents in
change, I asked for half a pound, and he replied that he did not
sell sugar in such small quantities. I was angry, and replied that
he could sell bad pork and wormy crackers, which made him
afterwards keep very quiet, as he did not wish the fact circulated
around the place. There are many who deceive the Indians in this
manner as they travel from place to place, thinking that as they
are poor and somewhat degraded they deserve no better treatment;
they also suppose that the Indians have no pride nor principle, and
therefore a certain class of people take particular pains to impose
upon them by selling or giving to them, only what at other times
they would throw away.
[09.06]
But the Indians, to the contrary, I care not how reduced they may
be, have some pride left, and they are peculiarly sensitive. No
slight affront can be given them without their notice, and no kind
act without its being remembered.
[09.07]
It is also, I am well aware, a notorious fact that the Indians at
the present time have not that stability of character, those
principles of honor, for which they were originally noted, and some
good reasons can be given how this change has been effected. They
have been driven from their hunting grounds, and before the onward
march of civilization, have been driven deeper into the forests.
They have been cheated in their trades with the whites, and more
than this, as they are a passionate people, having strong
temperaments, and being fond of stimulants, the strong water of the
whites has proved destructive to their better natures. The
"fire water" has brought the Indians down, until now at
the present day, they are far from having those original virtues
and firm principles of honor that characterized their fathers, and
are only a wreck of their former state.
[09.08]
The Indian once, like the mighty oak, defied his enemies, braving
all by his strength, but rolling years have caused the trunk to
decay, and the cold blasts have shorn him of his grandeur and
strength, and he now today, stands alone. Looking out upon the
world, he sees the forests spread before, but looking beyond, the
cities and towns rise up to meet his gaze, inhabited by a race of
people, unlike himself having customs different from his tribe, and
thinking of the past when his forefathers chased the deer, or shot
the bear, where now the smoke rises from some village; beholding
the iron road linking together towns and states, and the iron horse
plunging fearlessly and defiantly along, no wonder that he in
silent and morose, that he is revengeful, and I might say,
deceitful; no wonder that he drowns his feelings in the "fire
water," and tries to forget the memories of the past in the
stimulating cup.
[09.09]
As we think of this, and of the many sufferings of the poor Indian
as he journeys along to his last great hunting ground, from which
no pale-face will drive him, and where game will be abundant, let
us aid him as we can by words of cheer and tokens of kindness,
knowing that God the Father of us all is no respecter of persons.
[09.10]
We moved our camp back a short distance into the woods that we
might be protected from the cold winds.
[09.11]
My wife being well acquainted with roots and herbs, having studied
for the practice of medicine, I went to the village and left orders
to have some circulars printed for her. A few days after I went to
get them, and I found that there were some bills posted up on the
streets, which read precisely like the copy that I had left at the
printing-house, with the exception of my wife's name, for which
the name of one of the men of our company was substituted. I went
to the office and got my bills, and found that a person had got
some bills printed at that office like my copy with the above
exception. I was somewhat indignant, and would not post one of my
bills in that place, and I walked to Milton Three Ponds, taking
some baskets with me which I sold on the way, and I also
distributed my bills. When I was returning to Great Falls, there
was a man that was going there, and I offered him a quarter to
carry me, but although he had no load, he refused. I told him that
I would get there before him, and waiting until he had gone some
little distance ahead, I started upon a run, and soon caught up,
and as I passed by I bade him goodday, and kept on. I arrived at
Great Falls before him, going the distance, fourteen miles, in one
hour and three-quarters.
[09.12]
A few days after I moved to Milton, where we built a tent, and I
borrowed a stove which I placed in my camp, the funnel running out
about four feet from the ground.
[09.13]
Soon after we moved there, a number of persons came to see us, the
gentleman of the party, as the others were ladies, was ridiculing
everything we had. He was a large man, and the lower part of his
face was covered with a profusion of whiskers, so much so that
where the mouth of the individual was could only be guessed at, but
before he left our camp, by a fortunate circumstance he was
divested of a large proportion of the superfluous hair, leaving his
mouth plainly visible. Among the many things that attracted his
attention was our stove-pipe which ran out on the back side of our
camp, and calling to his companions, he said, "Come, ladies,
here's where they take pictures," and at the same time he
placed his face up to the stovepipe. My wife at the same time
lifted the canvas to get some wood, and also opened the stove door
to put some in, when a draft of air came through the opening, and
into the stove, sending a sheet of flame out of the stove-pipe,
somewhat to the discomfiture of the gentleman who was having his
picture taken. He drew back his face, quickly, looking somewhat
different than it did before, the whiskers were singed off closely,
and he presented altogether a rather comical appearance, his mouth
was visible, and in not a very good natured manner he cursed us
somewhat extravagantly. Having observed the operation, I told him
that the next time, before we shaved him, he had better come in and
get some lather upon his faces and we could perform the operation
somewhat better; but as it was, we should not charge him anything
for the operation. The ladies in his company could not help
laughing, which only enraged him, and he left in no enviable mood,
venting his spleen by pouring out curses and oaths upon us.
[09.14]
I secured quite a quantity of ash for baskets while here, going
some distance to a swamp where I cut the ash, carrying it upon my
shoulders to the road. I found it very hard work to get the sticks
of ash from the swamp, as some were seven or eight feet long, and
weighing from seventy-five to one hundred and fifty pounds; these I
carried upon my shoulder from the swamp, wading through mud and
water to the roads where I had it hauled to the depot, and by the
cars carried to Great Falls. We moved to Great Falls where we
stopped all the winter. One day I went off to sell baskets about
four miles from the tent, where I came across a beautiful puppy,
which the owner said I might have for a number of baskets, which I
agreed to make. A few days after, having made the baskets, I went
and got my puppy, which I carried in my arms to the camp, and
although weighing only about thirty pounds, I found myself very
tired when I arrived to the camp. My dog proved to be a faithful
companion to me, as he was tractable, and the best watch dog that I
ever saw, as no person could take anything from the tent in my
absence. One day, a short time after I got him, an Irishman was
coming up to the camp, somewhat intoxicated, and on his way, as it
was towards night, he fell into a gravel pit, where he lay rolling
and splashing in the water. My dog hearing the noise, jumped out of
the camp, and ran down to where he was, and seizing the poor follow
by his coat, he held him, and when I came to his assistance, the
poor man thinking that some person had hold of his coat, was
endeavoring to compromise with my dog, by saying, "I'm a
Catholic, let me go, and I will give you a turkey for
Thanksgiving."
[09.15]
But my dog was not acquainted with the Irish language, or not
having much faith in compromises, did not heed his promises, and
only replied by giving an extra pull, which sent the poor man
sprawling again. I called the dog off, and lifting up the poor man,
I started him towards his home, and from that day to this my dog
has not been on very friendly terms with Irishmen, but whenever he
hears one talk he will growl, and he seemed ever afterwards to owe
them a grudge.
[09.16]
We built a handsled and the following winter we hauled all the
wood that we burned upon it, breaking dry limbs from the trees in
the neighboring wood. It was a very hard winter for us, as we
suffered much from scarcity of provisions and also from the cold.
[09.17]
The people in this place were very penurious, and one person who
owned considerable woodland, said that he had much rather the wood
would rot upon the land, than to be carried off by the "lazy
red-skins," as he termed us. We therefore fared rather hard
while here, suffering much for the necessaries of life, to say
nothing about the comforts or luxuries. I was not used very well I
thought by the rest of the company, as I did the greater part of
the labor, and of the whole amount of ash that I procured, some one
hundred and fifty sticks, I only used two, while the rest of the
company used the balance. I had paid the freight upon our baggage
for some time past myself, and also the fares as we traveled in the
cars, and I began to think that I was leading a rather hard life,
and finding that my money was about gone, I concluded to leave the
place. I started off soon after to leave, but I had not gone a
great distance before I thought better of my plan, and I therefore
turned about and went back to the camp.
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