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TOLD by the PIONEERS - Washington Secretary of State

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Told<br />

<strong>by</strong> <strong>the</strong> Pion,eers<br />

knew. A priest had a little mission at Manson. He had <strong>the</strong> Indians<br />

trained into being good. Back <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> altar were two pictures one <strong>of</strong><br />

Heaven and <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> Hell. The Indian took a look at Hell and<br />

was eyer after a good Indian. The priest had taught <strong>the</strong>m agriculture<br />

and <strong>the</strong> Indian's vegetables did his teaching credit.<br />

My experiences with <strong>the</strong> Indians were varied. When my husband<br />

was away and not a neighbor for miles around, 200 Indians camped<br />

in my dooryard. There was no timber in Chelan, so <strong>the</strong>re was no door<br />

in <strong>the</strong> house. The Iudians tracked in and out as <strong>the</strong>y wished. ~\. papoose<br />

had a burned foot and <strong>the</strong> squaw brought in <strong>the</strong> child and<br />

dumped it in my lap for attention. I dressed <strong>the</strong> little foot and comforted<br />

<strong>the</strong> little savage. Where <strong>the</strong> Indians had been surl~', <strong>the</strong>y<br />

were now friendly. I did not sleep a wink <strong>the</strong> three nights <strong>the</strong> farm<br />

was an Indian tenting ground.<br />

Later, I made a frilly frock for Lucy, Long Jim's wife. Lucy was<br />

<strong>the</strong> prettiest and brightest woman in <strong>the</strong> country, and <strong>the</strong> shrewdest<br />

gambler. At <strong>the</strong> stick game she got all <strong>the</strong> Indians' money.<br />

Lucy had presented Long Jim with no children. Long Jim 'wanted<br />

papooses. He gave Lucy money and horses and she rode away out<br />

<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> mountains and no one had seen her since. Long .Tim got ano<strong>the</strong>r<br />

squaw and had his papooses. The squaws loved <strong>the</strong>ir children and<br />

were good to <strong>the</strong>m, but terribly mean to <strong>the</strong>ir horses. They were in<br />

<strong>the</strong> habit <strong>of</strong> beating <strong>the</strong> poor animals over <strong>the</strong> head with <strong>the</strong> bridles,<br />

bits and all. One could not make <strong>the</strong>m understand <strong>the</strong> crueltv <strong>of</strong> it.<br />

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DUg-01tt and Tent<br />

While our log cabin was being built, we stopped with <strong>the</strong> Captain<br />

Charles Johnson family, who were living in a dug-out. \Ve slept in<br />

a tent, but cooked in <strong>the</strong> dug-out. Floors were a luxury, as <strong>the</strong>re were<br />

no boards. Gravel was spread over <strong>the</strong> dirt. The women wore moccasins<br />

and <strong>the</strong>ir sweeping was done with a rake. They would ask each<br />

o<strong>the</strong>r, "Have you done your house raking today~" When <strong>the</strong>y prospered<br />

and could afford a floor, Mr. J ohnsons threw down his hammer<br />

and danced a jig on it. The women put on shoes again. They stepped<br />

high and had to become accustomed to walking in <strong>the</strong>m.<br />

There were seven children in <strong>the</strong> colony. The first school was<br />

•<br />

opened August 6, 1889.<br />

Prospet'ity<br />

We added a clo<strong>the</strong>s closet to our log house. Mr. Smith said it looked<br />

like a wart. Fifteen dollars worth <strong>of</strong> good muslin sheeting bought in<br />

Yakima finished <strong>the</strong> inside <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> cabin. I picked snakes out <strong>of</strong> my<br />

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