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NEW YORK MISSIONARY EDUCATION MOVEMENT OF THE UNITED STATES AND CANADA 1911 ' * r i j Copyright, 191 1, by ' Missionary Education Movement of thb United States and Canada In Exchange DuJice University iVIAY^'V" 1934 .i TO THE BOYS AND GIRLS WHO LOVE THEIR COUNTRY CONTENTS CHAPTER PAGE Preface ix I The Land of the Ked Man 1 II Two Thousand Miles for a Book . . . 23 III Jason Lee Volunteers 43 IV Marcus Whitman Enlists 63 V Blazing a New Trail 89 VI The First Trophies 109 VII Perils and Conquests 133 VIII Jason Lee's Dash to Washington . , . 155 IX Marcus Whitman's Perilous Ride . . .171 X Guns and Tomahawks 189 XI Monuments More Lasting than Brass . . 205 XII The Country Won 223 Index 233 ILLUSTRATIONS Coming of the White Man— Statue, City Park, Portland, Oregon Frontispiece Map — Original Oregon Country Page 6 James Cook, Robert Gray, Thomas Jefferson, Wil- liam Clark, Meriwether Lewis Ta-wis-sis-sim-nim (No Horns on His Head) Hi-youts-to-han (Rabbit-Skin Leggings) Jason Lee **They had arranged to join the train of about two hundred hardy trappers and hunters. " Page from Jason Lee 's Diary ** Ship ahoy! You are wanted for Oregon " Marcus Whitman Anna Pittman Lee Nareissa Prentiss Whitman H. H. Spalding First Printing Press on the Pacific Coast Map — Route of Letter to Mrs. Whitman First Church on the Pacific Coast ''Old trunk — which was his companion on all his journeys '* Whitman 's Party Starting East *'Dr. Whitman knelt in the snow and asked for God 's guidance and protection " Mission Station at Wai-i-lat-pu The First Grave of the Martyrs Lee Mission Cemetery Elder Billy Williams vii 16 38 42 48 50 56 72 76 106 112 126 130 136 152 162 176 178 192 200 200 218 viii Illustrations Oregon Institute — the first school for higher educa- tion on the Pacific Coast Page 220 Eaton Hall — one of the buildings of Willamette University ' ' 220 First Presbyterian Church, Seattle, Washington... ^* 222 Second Avenue, Seattle, Washington ' ' 226 A Leading Business Thoroughfare, Portland, Ore- gon '' 230 Map — Oregon Country — Boundary, Eoutes, and Mis- sion Stations End y PEEFACE Long ago you have learned that there is nothing more interesting than the story of a real hero. Your blood has been stirred as you have read of men and women who have gone to distant lands, and you have asked for more stories like these. It is my privilege to tell you of men and women whose lives were filled with events as thrilling as any told of those who have gone to China or India or Africa or the islands of the sea. These events took place right here in our own continent. And the heroes were men and women who have a right to be named as pioneers with Daniel Boone and Kit Carson, or as patriots with Paul Eevere and General Putnam. I believe you will agree with me when you read of the three-thousand-mile bridal tour across the plains and among hostile Indians ; of the narrow escapes in the mountains and on the rivers; of the adventures with the ix X Preface Indians whom these men and women went to teach ; of the f our-thonsand-mile ride from Oregon to Washington City, against time, in the dead of winter; of what Whitman and Lee did for their country; of that day of terror when frenzied Indians slew their best friends; and of the results of the work done by the martyrs who died at the post of duty. May the reading of the volume be as in- spiring to you as the preparation of it has been to me ! John T. Faris. Philadelphia, Pa., May 19, 1911. THE LAND OF THE RED MAN Winning the Oregon Country CHAPTER I THE LAND OF THE BED MAN Hemmed in on the one hand by mountains tipped with the clouds of the sky, white with the snow that ages could not melt, and on the other by the gray and desolate ocean whose width measured nearly half way round the globe, * ' Oregon ' ' seemed a fit symbol of remoteness and inaccessi- bility. — HiNES. One day in 1780 an excited sailor from tlie ship Discovery secured leave to spend tlie day ashore at Canton, China. He was not ex- pected to return before night, but it was still morning when he rowed out to the vessel in great excitement. He could hardly wait to reach the deck to call out to his shipmates : <^ WeVe found a gold mine! You know that fur coat I got from the Indian at Nootka ? ^ ^ An island and Indian settlement on the west coast of Vancouver Island, at Nootka Sound. See map on page 6. 3 4 Winning the Oregon Country Cost me only a trinket worth twelve cents. Well, IVe just sold it for one hundred dol- lars. The man who bought it wants to know if we have any more like it. Better take your coats and hunt him up while he is in the humor to buy.'* And so other furs found their way to the shrewd Chinese purchaser, who knew that the sailors' soft sea-otter skins were worth much more than he was giving for them. Soon all the men on the Discovery — as well as those on Captain Cook's second ship, the Resolution — were as excited as the sailor who had brought the good news to them. Only a few hours before they had been eager to re- sume their voyage home to England, after the four years they had spent with Captain Cook on his exploring trip to American waters. But now their only thought was to return at once to the friendly fur-clad Indians of Noot- ka Sound and the Oregon Country ^ near-by, who had been so ready to exchange valuable skins for trifles of glass and copper. They * Oregon Country and Oregon are used interchangeably throughout this book for the territory north of California and west of the Eocky Mountains, as marked off by heavy line on map at end of book. The Land of the Red Man 5 begged their officers to go back for a cargo of furs, and when their request was refused, they threatened to seize the vessels. But they were compelled to go to England. When the news of the vast stores of f ars to be bought for a song was scattered far and near, in England, on the continent of Europe, and in America, the people began to ask, '' Where is Nootka Sound? Where is the Oregon Country? We never heard of this country, where the natives are dressed in furs worth a king's ransom ! ' ' Eagerly maps were consulted, but maps gave little informa- tion. One map, indeed, called the region now known as Oregon and Washington '' the Mo- zeemlek Country, '^ but more definite infor- mation than this it was impossible to secure. Even well-informed Americans knew more about Kamchatka than they knew about Oregon. But now all was changed. The lust for gain led many traders to the region of the Columbia. Their voyages were successful almost beyond belief. One fortunate ship- owner sold for three thousand dollars furs which had cost him an old ax. An English- man easily collected five hundred and sixty 6 Winning the Oeegon Countey I ^ ^.^ i ABOUT -^ •«! The Land of the Red Man 7 skins, which he sold for more than twenty thousand dollars. The returning traders told of the country they had seen. They spoke of the forests in which thousands of Indians lived in savage luxury. These Indians hunted the elk and deer, fished in the streams for salmon and smelt and herring, and gathered clams from the beach. Their every want was supplied by a country that was capable of supporting many millions. And yet, as was soon learned, these Indians were not entirely sat- isfied. Even the degraded Chinook Indians felt that there was some Power greater than themselves. The Indians who lived farther inland were especially hungry to learn of the Power that created the world. They tried to satisfy their hunger for knowledge by devising wonder-stories that told how the world was peopled. Among the Nez Perces, for instance, a myth gained cur- rency which told of Kamiah, a monster that, merely by breathing, drew grass and trees and animals into his mouth. The Coyote god, determined to overpower the monster, tied himself with a grass rope to a mountain, and challenged him. The monster tried to draw 8 Winning the Oregon Country the god into his mouth, bat failed. Then the Coyote god killed the monster, and scattered bits of his flesh to the north, to the south, to the east, to the west. Wherever a bit of flesh fell, there a tribe of men sprang up, until all the country was peopled. Thereafter the Coyote god was supreme, and the world was in charge of a keeper, instead of continuing the plaything of a destroyer. To the explorers who visited this country in search of furs or in the vain quest for the Northwest passage, the Indians told the legend of the first ship that reached the land, perhaps about 1725.^ A woman aroused her people by telling them she had found on the beach what she thought was a whale, but the sight of two trees standing upright in it led her to decide that it was a monster. On the trees were many ropes, and the body shone with its copper covering. A bear with a man's head came out of the whale and fright- ened her. When they heard her story the men of the tribe rushed down to the beach to attack the thing. To their surprise there were two man-faced bears. As they watched, the strange beings went ashore. Closer ex- * Lyman, The ColumMa Biver, 35. The Land of the Red Man 9 amination led the Indians to decide that these were not bears, for they had hands like themselves. It would not be strange, then, if the ignor- ant Indians began to watch the sea for the coming of those who would make known to them strange things about the dwellers in other lands. Many years passed before they saw a vessel. But one day in 1775 word must have been passed among those who lived near the mouth of the great river of a strange sight. Great white-topped canoes had come out of the sea. These were the ships of the Spaniard, Bruno Heceta, who had been look- ing for the fabled river of which explorers had told for centuries. The ships did not en- ter the river. They sailed away when the commander was still uncertain whether he had discovered a bay or a river. Years passed before the entrance to the river was again seen by white men. It is strange that Captain Cook was not the first Englishman to enter the river, for he was sev- eral times just within reach of the promon- tories which guard the mouth. Captain Meares might have gone up the stream in 1788, for he came so close that Indians on the 10 Winning the Oregon Country shore could have distinguished the sailors on the deck of his ship, the Felice. But he passed on, and declared that there was no such river as that of which the Spaniards had told. When Captain Vancouver visited the coast in 1792, he decided that Meares must be right, though he passed so close to the headlands at the mouth that he could see the discoloration of the sea caused by the great volume of river water. Then, one day in 1792, the Indians saw a ship pause long at the entrance to their river, only after nine days to pass on its way. This was the American ship, Columbia Rediviva, whose Captain was Eobert Gray. He was sure he had found the long-sought entrance, but he was unable to enter because of the strength of the current. So he went on his way. A little later he fell in with Vancouver, whom he told of his purpose to renew the ef- fort to enter the river. He asked the British captain to accompany him, but Vancouver declared that there was no river there. So Gray returned alone. On May 10, 1792, he reached the headlands. Next day he sailed up the stream until he was twenty miles from the ocean. There he anchored. From far The Land of the Red Man 11 and near the Indians came to look at the strange visitors. In their canoes they swarmed about the ship, eager to see the white men at close range, or to trade their furs for the baubles offered by the sailors. "\^lien the day was done and the Indians found their way back to the shore, how they must have talked of what they had seen to those who gathered with them about the camp-fires ! What would they learn next day? What wonders were to be revealed to them? The days passed, and the vessel remained at anchor. Then it sailed slowly up the river fifteen miles further, returned to the sea, and disappeared in the distance, carrying to the world the story of the discovery of the great river which was named for the Columbia Rediviva, Thus the first great event that led to the winning of the Oregon Country was due to the enterprise of a man who came from the United States by sea. The second event of importance was a trip of exploration by venturesome men who made the journey from the East by land. This journey by land was the outcome of a meeting in 1786 of Thomas Jefferson — the 12 Winning the Oregon Country writer of the Declaration of Independence — and John Ledyard, who had been with Cap- tain Cook on his voyages to Nootka Sound. Ledyard 's tales of the riches of the fur- bearing Northwest made the statesman anx- ious to secure the fur-bearing country for the United States. For a long time he studied to see how he could bring to Atlantic ports the peltries of the West. He did not see his way to act till he became President. Then he persuaded two men to lead an expedition to the Pacific Northwest. They were not to go by sea, as other explor- ers had gone, but they were to go west by land, cross the Mississippi into the almost un- known country beyond, go up the Missouri to its source and see if they were not within a few miles of the sources of the Columbia. The men selected were Captain Meriwether Lewis and Captain William Clark, young men who had lived on the frontier and had ad- mired brave adventurers like Daniel Boone. Undaunted by the hardships that they knew must be encountered, they were eager to be on the way. In 1803 the hardy young men set out.^ In * For route of Lewis and Clark, see map at end of book. The Land of the Red Man 13 their party were about thirty others, many of whom had lived among the Indians. Their equipment was peculiar. They carried three boats— a keel-boat fifty-five feet long, which could travel in three feet of water when loaded with twenty-two oarsmen, and two small flat-bottomed boats. The sails of these boats could be used as tents at night. As the explorers rowed up the Missouri, two horses were led along the bank, to be at hand when needed for hunting. The boats were loaded with a strange as- sortment of goods. In addition to the cloth- ing, tools, firearms, and food, there were coats richly laced with gilt braid, red trousers, medals, flags, knives, colored handkerchiefs, paints, small looking-glasses, beads, and other trinkets with which to win the favor of the red men. President Jefferson urged the explorers to treat the Indians as friends and to assure them that the United States would protect them. The journey was comparatively easy down the Ohio, up the Mississippi, and to the sources of the Missouri. But when, in the summer of 1805, the Eocky Mountains were crossed, and the travelers tried to find their 14 Winning the Oregon Countey way over the Bitter Eoot Mountains, their real troubles began. *^They must make their way over sharp ridges, through terrific moun- tain defiles, choked with fallen limbs and masses of rock debris.. . .For nearly a month they threaded dark forests, over steep hills, rocks, and fallen trees ; made their way along dangerous cliffs; crossed raging torrents, whose icy waters chilled both men and ani- mals. Sometimes they encountered storms of sleet and snow, again the weather was very hot and oppressive. Most of the men became sick, and all were much reduced in strength. Food was so scanty that they were compelled to kill and eat some of the travel-worn horses,"^ which they secured from friendly Shoshone Indians. At last the party reached the Clearwater.. There five canoes were built. The rest of the journey to the sea was simple; they had only to float down the ever-widening stream. Sometimes they had to carry their canoes around rocky barriers and rapids and water- falls, but usually their way was open before them. One day, while the men were at dinner, five * Schaf er, History of the Pacific Northwest, 84-86. The Land of the Red Man 15 curious Indians visited the camp. They were received kindly, and were dismissed with a gift of tobacco which was to be smoked with the tribe when they reached home. After din- ner the Indians were in haste to be gone ; they began running and were still running when they passed out of sight. Later events showed that they paused not till they reached their tribe. Their report of the visitors so excited the braves that about two hundred of them, led by a chief, went out to meet those who had shown themselves so friendly. In their diary Lewis and Clark told of this visit : **They formed a regular procession, keep- ing time to the music, or, rather, noise of their drums, which they accompanied with their voices; and as they advanced, they ranged themselves in a semicircle around us, and continued singing for some time. We then smoked with them all, and communicated as well as we could by signs our friendly in- tentions toward every nation, and our joy at finding ourselves surrounded by our children. After this we proceeded to distribute pres- ents among them, giving the principal chief a large medal, a shirt, and a handkerchief ; to the second chief, a medal of a smaller size; 16 Winning the Oregon Country and to a third, a small medal and a handker- chief.'' As the Indian visitors scattered to their teepees, they carried with them happy memories of the white men. And as they went out to fish and hunt they met other In- dians to whom they told their pleasant im- pressions of the visitors who healed the sick and made peace between the nations. So from tribe to tribe the word was carried until all along the river the coming of Lewis and Clark was eagerly awaited. At last, after nearly two years, the end of the journey was reached — the sea was in sight. *^ Great joy in camp. Ocean in view! 0, the joy!'' is the entry made in the jour- nal of the party. After spending a hard winter at the mouth of the Columbia, Lewis and Clark turned back by the way they had come. But first they told the Indians why they had come to this land. Then they gave some of the natives copies of a note which the recipients were asked to hand to any white men who might visit them. A rough map of the journey was included on the sheet with the note. One of these papers later reached Philadelphia in 1807, by way of JAMES COOK ROBERT GRAY THOMAS JEFFERSON WILLIAM CLARK MERIWETHER LEWIS The Land of the Red Man 17 Canton, China ! It had been given by a faith- ful Indian to the captain of a trading vessel. On a great pine tree near the mouth of the Columbia Captain Clark left another record of his journey which read : *^Wm. Clark December 3d 1805 by land from the U. States in 1804 & 5.'' ~ Still another record was cut on the way home. In the valley of the Yellowstone, on a mass of yellow sandstone four hundred feet high, these words were left: <*Wm. Clark, July 25, 1806.'* But the best record of the journey was made in the hearts of the Nez Perces (the men of the Pierced Noses), who came out in force to meet the travelers when they reached the beautiful Kamiah Valley, in what is now Idaho — the valley named for the monster of Nez Perce legend. On May 11, 1806, the great men of the tribe met about the council- fire and talked with the white chiefs. Of course Lewis and Clark could not talk with the Nez Perces, but they spoke in English to 18 Winning the Oregon Country one of their own men who could translate the message into French to a French half-breed who translated it into Minnetaree to his wife. She translated the speeches into Shoshone^ and a young Shoshone completed the trans- lation into Nez Perce ! It was in this rounda- bout way that the Nez Perces first heard of the good intentions of their visitors. And in the same roundabout fashion they assured the visitors of their friendship. The Indians tell the story that the entire party of explorers were once very near death at the hands of some of these same Nez Perces, but were saved by a Nez Perce woman, Wat-ku-ese. She had been taken pris- oner and carried far away. While a captive she saw some white people, probably in the Bed Eiver settlements. She managed to es- cape, and was treated kindly by the whites, whom she called the So-yap-po — the crowned ones — ^because of their hats. By this name the white people are still known among the Nez Perces. Little by little she made her way back to her old home. She was with a com- pany of Nez Perces when Lewis and Clark came among them. As Wat-ku-ese lay dying in her wigwam, she heard the braves talking The Land of the Red Man 19 of their plans to kill the white men. *^Do them no harm, ^ ^ she cried. * ^ They are the So- yap-po, who were so kind to me. Do not be afraid of them, go near to them.'^ They lis- tened to her, welcomed the white men, and re- ceived from them the first hint that their long- ings for knowledge about the Creator could be satisfied. For there were some among the visitors who tried to tell them of God. It was difficult to understand just what the explana- tion meant; the sign language was so unsat- isfactory. As the white men talked, they pointed to the sky, and the poor Nez Perces thought they were being told that the sun was the creator of the world. What wonder, then, if they felt they were right in worshiping the sun! Not many years after the return of Lewis and Clark to the East, it began to look as if Jefferson was to see the fulfilment of his dream — the bringing of the rich furs to the Atlantic ports. In 1810 John Jacob Astor of New York, making up his mind to seek wealth on the Western coast, sent a ship and sixty men to the Columbia. This Company arrived at the mouth of the river on March 22, 1811, passed up stream some distance, erected a 20 Winning the Oregon Country fort, a store and other buildings, and called the settlement Astoria. This was the first set- tlement in the Oregon Country. In 1812 re- enforcements came both by land and by sea. Trading posts were opened at a number of points in the interior. The Pacific Fur Company — as Astor's Company was called — was now well established. The Northwest Fur Company of Montreal sent an expedition overland into the new country. This reached Astoria in July, 1811. The two companies traded with the Indians until October, 1813, when the Pacific Com- pany sold its forts and business to the Northwest Company. The Hudson Bay Company — the rival of the Northwest Company — had also pushed its way to the Pacific, and was seeking a share of the fur trade. Side by side these two com- panies continued their work till they became one in 1821, under the name of the Hudson Bay Company. Perhaps the Indians thought at first that the traders of the fur companies were su- perior beings, but they soon learned that these traders were only treasure seekers. They wanted furs, and their only thought of The Land of the Red Man 21 the Indians was to use them in the capture of the sea-otter and other fur-bearing creatures. They were kind to the natives when they thought it paid them to be kind, but often they played the tyrant. In time many of the poor Indians were re- duced to actual slavery. For from five to fifteen blankets a strong man was bought and sold. Sometimes one of the Company *s white hunters would own two or three of these slaves, whom he would take with him on hunt- ing and trapping excursions. The slaves would fish and cook and care for the camp when out in the forest, and when at home would take the place of paid servants in the families of the men who claimed them. But a better day was coming, when the In- dians would learn that the white man had something better to teach them than the lust for wealth. TWO THOUSAND MILES FOR A BOOK CHAPTER n TWO THOUSAND MILES FOB A BOOK Taken altogether, it may be said that this event [the visit of the Indians to St. Louis], as preserved in these various ways, constitutes one of the most pleasing and sig- nificant, though pathetic, incidents in Indian history. It was, moreover, fragrant with results. — ^Lyman. When the Indians visited a fort of the Hud- son Bay Company on Sunday, they would see a flag flying above the buildings which was not there on other days. When they asked what the flag meant, they were told something of the meaning of the day. Soon Sunday be- came known among the Indians as *^flag day.'' Little by little they learned more of the meaning of the day. Some of the explor- ers who visited the country told them about God, the Bible, the Sabbath, and the religion of the white men. Twenty-four Iroquois In- dians who came from across the mountains brought them word of some of the things they had learned from **the Black Robes,/' as the 25 26 Winning the Oregon Country Catholic missionaries had been called in the old home in Canada. The old men told how, many years before, Lewis and Clark had talked to them of some of the same things. Those great white chiefs had said that the Christian religion was the secret of the white man's power, and that the Indians could learn of this religion in the white man's Book of Heaven. Some day, they had been told, missionaries would come from the country toward the rising of the sun, and tell them all about this Book. The Nez Perce braves, who lived far in the interior, heard just enough of these things to whet their appetite for more. They did not know exactly what they wanted or why they wanted it. They did not think that the revelation they were eager for would make them like the white men. They had no wish to be like the white men. They were savages, and they would have been surprised by the suggestion of becoming anything but what they were. They loved to destroy their ene- mies. Ho-has-till-pilp, one of their chiefs, wore a collar of human scalps, ornamented by the thumbs of men slain by him in battle ; and he was no exception among the men of Two Thousand Miles for a Book 27 the tribe. Yet to their friends the Nez Perces were hospitable, quiet, and peace- able. When at night the braves gathered about their camp-fires the conversation some- times turned to the longing for the promised missionaries. As the boys grew to manhood and took their places with their fathers, they listened to the tales of those who had talked with Lewis and Clark and later visitors. And there were earnest ones among the young men who wondered as they heard what their fath- ers told them of the God of the white men and the Book that spoke of him. One by one the old men died with their longing for more light unsatisfied, but there were still Nez Perce braves whose eyes were turned toward the East. Would the messen- ger never come! Once they thought he had come when they met Captain Bonneville, a fur trader. He was surprised to note that they observed cer* tain sacred days. Once, when they were about to set out for a great hunt, he saw them per- form some religious rites. Then they offered up to the Great Spirit prayers for safety and success. Captain Bonneville was amazed by 28 Winning the Oregon Country these and other evidences of a deep religious spirit. When he found that they were eager to learn something of the white man's re- ligion, he gathered them about him. ^^Many a time," he says, *'was my little lodge thronged, or rather piled with hearers, for they lay on the ground, one leaning over the other, until there was no further room, all listening with greedy ears to the wonders which the Great Spirit had revealed to the white man. No other subject gave them half the satisfaction, or commanded half the at- tention ; and but few scenes of my life remain so freshly in my memory, or are so pleasantly recalled to my contemplation, as these hours of intercourse with a distant and benighted race in the midst of the desert. ' ' Those long talks with Captain Bonneville made them more than ever hungry for the mysterious Book of Heaven, which — they were told again — ^would be brought to them. But the Book came not. Still they talked of it, for it had become the greatest thing in the lives of some of them. The things which had always had the first place seemed of minor consequence. They hunted, they fished, Two Thousand Miles for a Book 29 they went abroad on forays, as they always had done, but wherever they went, whatever they did, the thought of the Book was not far from their minds. On their return home they would talk of their desires as they gathered about the camp-fires. Then came a night when the silence which followed the talk about the white man^s re- ligion was broken by one of the old men: * * They do not come to us. Why do we not go to them? It is a hard trail of many moons, but we must have the Book. * ' At first the braves must have been startled. Go for the Book? How could they go? Where would they go? But all these ques- tions were answered as the conviction came, **We must go.'' The matter under discussion was so impor- tant that a tribal council was called, and it was decided to send five men to the East, charging them to go on till they found some one who could give them the Book of Heaven. Then the question was : ^^Who shall go?" It was finally decided to send three old men and two young men on the journey into the great unknown land beyond the Eocky Moun- 30 Winning the Oregon Country tains.^ Volunteers were not lacking for the arduous undertaking, but from those who of- fered their services the choice fell on these men: 1. Tip-ya-lah-na-jeh-nin (Black or Speak- ing Eagle), whose grandson, Kip-ka-pel-i- kan, was afterward for many years a promi- nent farmer of the Kamiah Valley. Tip-ya- lah-na-jeh-nin was especially anxious to go, for he was one of the chiefs who talked with Lewis and Clark when they were in the val- ley. 2. Ka-ou-pu (Man of the Morning or Day- light), also an old man. His father was a Nez Perce, but his mother belonged to the Flathead tribe. 3. Hi-youts-to-han (Eabbit-Skin Leggings) was the nephew of Tip-ya-lah-na-jeh-nin. 4. Ta-wis-sis-sim-nim (No Horns on His Head) was only about twenty years old, but he was as much in earnest in seeking the light as the old men of the party. The name of the fifth man who made up the * Historians state that earlier attempts had been made. Several young men had been sent to a distant school that they might bring back knowledge of the Book. In 1830 an expedition had been sent to St. Louis for the same purpose. Evidently this expedition failed. Two Thousand Miles foe a Book 31 company lias not been preserved. He proved to be a man of faint heart, for he returned after being with the party for two days. His excuse was that he was too old to endure the hardships of the way, but older men than he persisted, and their names are cherished tra- ditions among the Nez Perces to this day. What a story the record of that journey would make ! But nothing is known concern- ing it. The survivors, true to their Indian natures, said little about their adventures: it was enough to report that they were faith- ful to their trust. One who lived among the Indians many years and knew their ways has drawn a vivid picture of the weary way. **We think of the hostile tribes through whose territory they went those two thou- sand miles, traveling by night and resting by day; we note the many interviews they had with doubtful bands, and the counsel of those whom they could trust. What little fires they kindled in secluded glens, which kept watch as silently as the stars watched the four! Now they feasted on venison, or mountain sheep, or antelope; and now, too prudent to 32 Winning the Oregon Country hunt, it was beaver or muskrat ; no unsavory dish at a camp-fire, when one has for sauce a backwoods appetite/' Two thousand miles! It is a long, hard journey, even in a Pullman car on a limited train. But think what it must have been over a trackless plain, across mountains, through forests, down river valleys ! At last they learned that they were near a town where they might be able to learn what they wanted to know — St. Louis, then little more than a frontier post where a few thou- sand people made their homes. Early on an October morning in 1832 the eyes of the trav- elers were startled by the sight of the houses of the little settlement^the first town they had seen. But if they were surprised by the strange scenes they gave no sign. Stolidly they pushed their silent way on moccasined feet through the streets. They looked neither to the right nor to the left at the few men who paused to stare curiously at them, or at the women who peered at them from the win- dows. Of course the people looked at them. Ordinary Indians were seen mingled daily f with the residents, and attracted no attention. But these Indians were so peculiarly dressed Two Thousand Miles for a Book 33 and their features were so different from those of the red men of the Mississippi val- ley that curiosity was excusable. They had not gone far when word was car- ried to General Clark, in command at the barracks, that four Indians evidently from a distant part of the country had come to town. Little did the general think that these were representatives of the tribe that had been so kind to *Hhe redhead chief twenty-five years before when, as a captain, he was the partner of Lewis on his great exploring tour. But General Clark could not have received his guests more courteously if he had known who they were. Calling two of his officers, he asked them to go to meet the strangers and bring them to him at the barracks, where he would take care of them while they were in the city. When the Indians entered the General's quarters, they greeted him with calm dignity, then took their seats in silence. He waited to learn their errand, but they had nothing to say. Had they not already waited long? Why should there be any unseemly hurry now? General Clark thought that they had probably come about some treaty, or bearing 34 Winning the Oregon Country a complaint against some action of the gov- ernment or its representatives. While some speculated as to their mission, others asked, ''Who are theyf "Where do they come from!^' There were many sugges- tions, but they were only guesses till a man who had some knowledge of the Indian tribes looked at them, and said they were the Nez Perces or Pierced Noses of the lower Co- lumbia. As Nez Perces the tribe is known to this day — in spite of the fact that few of them pierce their noses. Sometimes they used a bit of wampum as a nose ornament, but it was not necessary to pierce the member to accom- modate the decoration. The native name for the tribe was ''Cho-pun-nish.'' Days passed, and still the Indians said nothing as to the purpose of their visit. Some of the aides grew impatient, but Gen- eral Clark had not dealt with the native Americans without learning that they must be given their own time. ''Don't hurry them, ' ' he said. While he waited patiently for the day when his visitors would speak, he planned amuse- ments for them, and in every way treated them as honored guests. Two Thousand Miles for a Book 35 At last the Indians told of their search. They wanted the white man's Book of Heaven. Woald General Clark give it to them? They wanted to know of God as the white man knew him. Would he tell them? They wanted a teacher who would go with them to the Columbia and open to them the mysteries of life. Would he send one? General Clark did not know just what to say. He told them a little about God — per- haps as much as he felt they could under- stand. He was a member of Christ Church (Episcopal), and he was eager to satisfy the seekers after God. But he had no Bible in any language the seekers used. And he was not in command of missionaries, but of soldiers. So how could he satisfy the re- quest made by the children from the West? All winter the Nez Perces waited, hoping to learn more than had yet been told them. But before many weeks the unaccustomed manner of living began to tell on the old men, already weakened by the hard journey. Tip-ya-lah- na-jeh-nin passed away, and was buried from the cathedral, according to the records still preserved. His long quest was ended, and he was satisfied sooner than any of his compan- 36 Winning the Oregon Country ions, as he saw face to face the God whose Book they were seeking. Not long after Ka-ou-pu died also. The sick men were ten- derly nursed by Mrs. Clark, but she was un- able to do anything for them but make their last hours easy. After the death of Tip-ya-lah-na-jeh-nin, and while Ka-ou-pu was sick, there came to St. Louis an Indian who spoke and wrote English. He belonged to the Wyandotte Na- tion, then living in Ohio. He had been sent out by his tribe to look at the lands beyond the Mississippi, which had been offered to them by the government if they would agree to move. On his way he stopped to see General Clark. A letter which he wrote on January 19, 1833, to a friend in New York City, gave the impressions of the Nez Perces as formed by an eye-witness, and tells the history of the delegation : '^I was struck with their appearance. They differ from any tribe of Indians I have ever seen: small in size, delicately formed, small limbs, and the most exact symmetry through- out except the head. . . . From the point of the nose to the apex of the head, there is a perfect straight line, the protuberance of Two Thousand Miles for a Book 37 the forehead is flattened or leveled. . . . This is produced by a pressure upon the cra- nium while in infancy. ** General Clark related to me the object of their mission, and, my dear friend, it is im- possible for me to describe to you my feel- ings while listening to his narrative. . . . It appeared that some white man had pene- trated into their country, and happened to be a spectator of one of their religious cere- monies which they scrupulously perform at stated periods. He informed them that their mode of worshiping the Supreme Being was radically wrong. . . . He also informed them that the white people away toward the rising of the sun had been put in possession of the true mode of worshiping the Great Spirit. They had a Book containing direc- tions how to conduct themselves in order to enjoy his favor and hold converse with him; and with this guide no one need go astray, but every one that would follow the directions laid down there could enjoy, in this life, his favor, and after death would be re- ceived into the country where the Great Spirit resides, and live forever with him. **Upon receiving this information, they 38 Winning the Oregon Country called a national council to take the subject into consideration. Some said, if this be true, . . . the sooner we know it the better. They accordingly deputed four of their chiefs to proceed to St. Louis." In the spring, the two Nez Perces who were still living made up their minds to start on the weary journey back to their home valley. General Clark was a true host who knew how not only to welcome the coming guests, but also to heap upon them parting gifts. On the night before their departure, he gave them a banquet in his home. After the meal was over, he asked Ta-wis-sis-sim-nim to address the company. Then the silent man spoke words that stirred the hearts of his hearers as to-day — translated into English — they stir the hearts and bring tears to the eyes of those who read. This is the speech of ' ' No-Horns- on-His-Head, " as reported by many who have written of that eventful day : *^I came to you over the trail of many moons, from the setting sun. You were the friends of my fathers, who have all gone the long way. I came with an eye partly open for my people who sit in darkness. I go back TA-WIS-SIS-SIM-NIM (XO HCRXS OX HIS HEAD) '*I eame to you over the trail of man}- moons" Two Thousand Miles for a Book 39 with both eyes closed. How can I go back blind to my blind people? I made my way to you with strong arms through many enemies and strange lands that I might carry back much to them. I go back with both arms broken and empty! Two fathers came with us ; they were the braves of many snows and wars. We leave them asleep here by your great water and teepees. They were tired in many moons, and their moccasins wore out. **My people sent me to get the white man's Book of Heaven. You took me to where you allow your women to dance, as we do not ours; and the Book was not there! You took me to where they worship the Great Spirit with candles, and the Book was not there! You showed me images of the Great Spirit and pictures of the Good Land beyond, but the Book was not among them to tell me the way. I am going back the long trail to my people in the dark land. You make my feet heavy with gifts, and my moc- casins will grow old in carrying them, and yet the Book is not among them! When I tell my poor blind people, after one more 40 Winning the Oregon Country snow, in the big council, that I did not bring the Book, no word will be spoken by our old men or by our young braves. One by one they will rise up and go out in silence. My people will die in darkness, and they will go on a long path to other hunting-grounds. No white man will go with them, and no white man's Book to make the way plain. I have no more words.'' The journey home was made as easy as possible for the two disappointed men. They were put on board a Missouri Eiver steamer whose captain planned to go far toward the head- waters of the river — ^'the first fire- canoe that ever made the long trip of twenty- two hundred miles" to the mouth of the Yel- lowstone. We know something of that trip through the artist George Catlin, who was at the time traveling through the West making pictures of typical Indians. He was so much im- pressed by the travelers from St. Louis that he asked them to sit for their portraits. These very portraits are now in existence, so that it is possible to-day to see what man- ner of men were these seekers after God. One has only to go to the Smithsonian Institution Two Thousand Miles for a Book 41 at Washington and find the Catlin pictures numbered 145 and 146.^ In 1835 Mr. Catlin wrote in one of his Smithsonian reports: ^' These two men, when I painted them, were in beautiful Sioux dresses, which had been presented them in a talk with the Sioux, who treated them very kindly, while passing through the Sioux Country. . . . When I first heard the object of their mission I could scarcely believe it, but upon conversing with General Clark, on a future occasion^ 1 was fully convinced of the fact. " One of the two men was never to see bia home again. Ta-wis-^is-sim-nim, who made the sorrowful speech at the banquet, died when near the mouth of the Yellowstone, Only Hi-youts-to-han was left of the four ! What a lonely time he must have had as day succeeded day during his tramp from the Yellowstone to his people. Somehow the waiting Nez Perces in the Kamiah Valley learned that the returning delegation sent out so long before was near at hand. A large band went many miles to na«et * The illustrations in this chapter were photographed x'roia Mi. Catlin 's pictures. 42 Winning the Oregon Country the wanderers. For days they looked in vain for representatives of their tribe. At last their hearts bounded as they saw Hi-yonts- to-han when he was yet a long way off. He was alone — perhaps he had left his compan- ions a day's march beMnd him. Eagerly they pushed on till they could hear the shouts of their comrade. "What was he saying? Something about the Book! Did he have it? At length they made out the words, *^A man will be sent with the Book!'' So Hi-youts-to-han found his way back to his home with a message of cheer on his lips, even if there was bitter disappointment in his heart. He hoped that a man would come with the Book, and he gave expression to his hope. He did not hope in vain. HI-YOUTS-TO-HAN (RABBBIT-SKIK LEGGINGS) The only survivor of the party JASON LEE VOLUNTEERS CHAPTER III JASON LEE VOLUNTEERS * ' Now there opens a chapter in American history, that for heroes and heroism, boldness of enterprise, plots, moral and physical daring, hardly has its equal in the brightest pages of fiction." — Bareows. Meanwhile the letter of the Indian agent — referred to in the last chapter^ — found its way to New York City. It was published in the New York Christian Advocate and Jour- nal and Z ion's Herald.^ Within a few weeks men and women and boys and girls were talking of the far-away Indian seekers after God. Imagination was stirred by the story from St. Louis, so like the Gospel story of the wise men who came from the East to see Jesus. In the cities and villages of New England, among the valleys and hills of New York and Pennsylvania, and among the pio- neers in Ohio and Indiana and Illinois, the *See page 36. * March 1, 1833, p. 1. 45 46 Winning the Oregon Country people said, ' ' The Nez Perces must have their missionaries." Dr. Wilbur Fisk, president of Wesleyan University, wrote a challenge which was printed in the Christian Advocate and Journal and Z ion's Herald only three weeks later than the letter from which a quotation already has been given :^ ^^hear! hear! '^Who will respond to the call from beyond the Rocky Mountains 9 *^We are for having a mission established at once. Let two suitable men, unencumbered with families and possessing the spirit of martyrs, throw themselves into the nation, live with them, learn their language, preach Christ to them, and — as the way opens — in- troduce schools, agriculture, and the arts of civilized life. The means for these improve- ments can be introduced through the fur trad- ers, and by the reenforcements with which from time to time we can strengthen the mis- sion. Money shall be forthcoming. I will be bondsman for the Church. All we want is the men. Who will go? Who? I know of one * March 22, 1833, p. 2. Jason Lee Volunteers 47 young man who I think will go ; and I know of no one like him for the enterprise. If he will go (and I have written him on the sub- ject), we only want another, and the mission will be commenced the coming season. Were I young and healthy and unencumbered, how joyfully would I go! But this honor is re- served for another. Bright will be his crown : glorious his reward." Perhaps some readers sneered at this as the call of a dreamer. But the writer was not a visionary ; he was a man with a vision. With the eye of a prophet he saw the begin- ning of the work, the progress, and even the martyrdom of some of those who went. His only mistake was in thinking that the fur companies could be counted on to assist the missionaries in their efforts to civilize the Indians. There were many who insisted that the story of the Indian delegation was a fable de- vised to make ridiculous those who were fool- ish enough to believe it. For a little while it seemed that. they were right, for when let- ters were written to Washington asking for particulars about the Indians for whom the appeal was made, the reply came that the 48 Winning the Oregon Country government liad no knowledge of any such tribe as the Nez Perces, or Flatheads, as some insisted on calling them. But the laughter of those who found pleasure in saying, *'I told you so,'' was silenced when Catlin the artist sent a letter of inquiry to General Clark at St. Louis. The General replied: *'The story is true." At once Catlin said, *^ Publish it to the world.'' Then Dr. Fisk was asked who he thought was the best man to go to the West. With- out an instant's hesitation he answered: ^ ^ I know but one man, Jason Lee. ' ' * * And who is Jason Lee ? ' ' was the question that came to the minds of thousands. Jason Lee was a muscular young man, six feet three inches in height, and thirty-two years old. He was the son of a pioneer Ca- nadian farmer. After years of work in quieter fields, he went up to the forests where, though in company with the rough lumbermen, he steadfastly resisted the temp- tations of the logging-camp. While on a visit to his home he attended a revival meeting. There was a severe struggle with his will be- fore he rose in his place and quietly declared his purpose to live a Christian life. JASON LEE I have not forgotten the red men of the West' Jasox Lee Volunteers 49. Jason Lee went back to work among the lumbermen for several years until he knew that God was calling him to be a minister. Then he worked his way through academy and college. He wanted to be a missionary to the Indians of the far West, but he became pastor of a church in Canada until God should open the way. A sentence from a letter to a friend shows where his heart was: ^^I have not forgotten the red men of the West, though I am not yet among them. ' ' The letter from Dr. Fisk, urging him to go to the Nez Perces, came to him while he was yearning for the Indians who had not the gospel. There could be but one answer to that let- ter. Jason Lee decided to go West. He per- suaded his nephew, Daniel Lee, to go with him. Two other campanions arranged to join the missionary party when it reached Inde- pendence, Missouri.^ That sounds so simple that one is apt to forget the heroic consecration of the men who were about to follow on the trail of the Indian seekers after God. They were to go to a region wild and unknown — a no man's land, by agreement between the United States * For route of Jason Lee, see map at end of book. 50 Winning the Oregon Country and Great Britain, and it was to remain a no man's land for several years longer. They must travel through dangerous regions among Indians who might prove hostile. Their journey would be far more difficult than that made by the four visitors from the Co- lumbia to St. Louis, for they were not used to the country, and they had no woodcraft to depend on. Their departure was made harder by the weeping of friends and loved ones who declared they would never again look on the faces of the missionaries. But the difficulties before the beginning of the journey were conquered, as were the dif- ficulties of the journey itself, by dependence on God whose messengers they were. Because they loved him, hard things became easy for them and their hearts were filled with joy. Early in 1834 Jason Lee and his nephew crossed the Alleghanies to Pittsburg, went by river to St. Louis, and on horseback to the frontier hamlet of Independence on the Mis- souri River. There they had arranged to join the train of about two hundred hardy trap- pers and hunters who, like themselves, were bound for the far West. It was necessary in those days for travelers beyond the Mis- "they had arranged to join the train of arout two hun- dred HARDY TRAPPERS AND HUNTERS" Jason Lee Volunteeks 51 souri to keep together, for common defense against the Indians. But aside from the fact that all were jour- neying toward the setting sun and the fur- ther fact that all feared the treacherous In- dians, the missionaries and those with whom they traveled had little in common. The plainsmen were bound on a quest for rich furs ; the missionaries were seeking the people who wished to know of God. How astonished the men must have been when they learned the purpose of the tall man and his friends from the East! Probably more than one of the company urged them to give up their folly and go on with them in search of the fortune which could be secured so easily. To all such invitations there would be but one answer: they had put their hands to the plow, and they could not turn back. Mr. Lee's only comment was written in his diary : ^^ These men incur more danger for a few beaver skins than we do to save souls; and yet some who call themselves Christians would have persuaded us to abandon our en- terprise because of the danger accompanying if Then most of the men would turn from the 52 Winning the Oregon Country ''fool missionaries'' and go to their own tents, there to make night hideous with their yells and drunken shouts. But Jason Lee and his friends did not listen to the tumult. They were holding a little meeting for thanks- giving and prayer — thanksgiving that God had brought them so far on their way, prayer that they might be led over the imcharted plains and across the pathless mountains to their desired haven. And they also prayed that they might help their fellow travelers who were so far from God. That petition was granted. Mr. Lee soon became a great favorite among the men. They admired him because of his ability to endure hardships with the best of them, his readiness to do his share and more than his share of the work of the camp and the trail, and his manly, straightforward ways. Before long they were listening respectfully to his words spoken in private, urging them to live more carefully. Again and again he would reprove rough men for their profanity. Some who knew the character of those to whom he was speaking would not have been surprised to see him shot dead for his words, but not once was there any trouble. One who was Jason Lee Volunteers 58 in the camp at the time said later that Mr. Lee disarmed all criticism by the affectionate manner of his reproving words. One by one the men became his fast friends. Whenever announcement was made that he would preach, there was sure to be a respectful and appreciative congregation. Thus, even be- fore the field was reached, the missionary was about his Master's business. Some men would have said there was too much else to do, and they would have excused themselves from Christian work — perhaps even from Bible reading and prayer. But Mr. Lee was never too busy to remember that he was a Christian. His diary is full of just such simple statements as this — the story of one Sunday in May, 1834: ** Decamped early this morning, but losing the trail, came to a stop about one o'clock. The day has been spent in a manner not at all congenial with my wishes. Traveling, la- boring to take wire of the animals by all, cursing, swearing, and shouting by the com- pany. Read some of the Psalms and felt that truly my feelings accorded with David's when he so much longed for the house of God. I have found very little time for reading, 54 Winning the Oregon Country writing, or meditation since leaving Liberty, for I am so constantly engaged in driving stock, encamping, and making preparations for the night, and decamping in the morning. But still we find a few minutes to call our lit- tle party together and commit ourselves and our cause in prayer to God.'* For weeks they traveled through the buf- falo country, where meat was to be had in abundance. Hunting parties were regularly sent out to bring in a supply of the animals. But soon game became scarce, and entire days were passed without eating meat. Even when meat could be secured, it was often impossible to cook it, lest prowling bands of Indians, seeing the smoke from the fire, should pounce upon the camp. At such times there was nothing to do but go supperless to bed. Many, however, could not go to bed at all; they must keep awake to guard the camp against the stealthy approach of Indians under cover of the night. Only by constant vigilance could they hope to win their way to their goal. Soon after the party crossed the conti- nental divide — where the waters flow on one side toward the Gulf of Mexico and on the Jason Lee Volunteers 55 other side to the Pacific ocean — a party of Indians approached the camp. Instantly all were about to repel the expected attack. But there was no attack. It was soon learned that the Indians were on a friendly mission. Somehow the Nez Perces and the Flatheads had heard that the longed-for men with the Book were coming from the East, and they had sent representatives to welcome the vis- itors. A young chief named Ish-hol-hol- hoats-hoats was their spokesman. Eagerly he told ^fr. Lee that his people were waiting for him, had been waiting for him long. He had only to make liis home among them, and the best that they had was his. Let him choose his own ])Iace to live, whether among the Nez Perces or among the Flatheads. But he must hurry ! They had waited so patiently for him, and now that he was near they could hardly contain themselves for joy and im- patience. The hearts of Lee and his companions were deeply stirred. They wanted to follow the visitors at once, but they knew it would be wiser to study the country before^ deciding on the station for the beginning of their work. So once again the representatives of the In- 56 Winning the Oregon Country dians who were seeking after God sorrow- fully turned back to their people, and, as be- fore, they were without the Book. But this time the delay was not to be long. For two weeks the hunters stopped to gather meat for the long journey toward the Pacific. The missionaries were impatient to be on their way, but they knew that they must have suflficient supplies if they were to suc- ceed in pushing through a country where food was even more scarce than where they were. Yet even here, Lee could go on with his work. On July 27, 1834, he gathered the people to hear the first sermon preached west of the Eocky Mountains. And what a gathering that was ! Indians, half-breeds, French, Americans ! There were many who could not understand the words of the preacher as he spoke on the text, ^* Whether therefore ye eat, or drink, or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God. " But they were impressed by the earnestness of the speaker, and were proud to listen to the tall, strong, pleasant-faced man who had come on such an astonishing errand. The day was not far distant when they would be able to understand the words as /r/^. — o 1 ♦^---r <— •— ^'»^-» * -^^/"-^ . ^. "/--/ "17 .. . /y^ ^ />^ k I'ACiK F'ROM JASON I-KK S DIARY Jason Lee Volunteers 57 well as the face of Lee. Li writing the record of that day's deeds, the pioneer ex- pressed his longing, **0 that I could address the Indians in their own language/' The longing was so great that he learned the lan- guage in a very short time. Again he wrote : **My ardent soul longs to be sounding salva- tion in the ears of these red men. I trust I shall yet see many of them rejoicing in the hope of the glory of God. Lord, hasten the hour, and thou shalt have all the praise. ' ' The first sermon on the Pacific slope was almost immediately followed by the first fune- ral. Three of the lawless hunters while horse- racing, crashed together, and one was killed. Then the Indians — ^if they could have under- stood — ^would have heard that death is not the end of life, but that there is an eternal life of joy to come, for those who love the Lord. Soon this truth was to be known to the In- dians, and many of them, rejoicing to hear the word, would start on the road that leads to life. Lee was tempted to stop and begin work among the Nez Perces. But he pushed on for two hundred and fifty miles down the Co- lumbia to the fort of the Hudson Bay Com- 58 Winning the Oregon Country pany at Vancouver. The voyage was made on the Company's barges, now along the quiet stretches of the stream, again by portages around the dangerous rapids where sudden death claimed many a trapper, and even many of the Indians who all their lives had been accustomed to the treacherous waters. But God was with the missionaries, and he brought them safely through the dangers of the river. On September 17, 1834, they reached the end of their five months' journey, and stood before the fort at Vancouver. They were cordially welcomed by Dr. McLoughlin, in charge of the fort, who refused to accept payment for the passage down the river. Now that Lee had reached the country in which his life was to be spent, he was still at sea as to the location of his mission. "Where should he go 1 Everywhere were Indians who needed the gospel. * ^ Eastward were the large nomadic tribes of the interior, inhabiting a beautiful country and enjoying a delightful climate. Northward the tribes of Puget Sound were located, dwelling on the Cowlitz and Nisqually plains, and girding all the bor- ders of that inland sea with their camp-fires. Southward were the tribes of the Willamette. Jason Lee Volunteees 59 The latter were the most accessible. Their home was not far from the great Columbia, the port to which all vessels visiting the great northwest coast turned their prows/ ^ It would be pleasant to be where he would have a chance to see all visitors to the country, and it would make life easier if he should settle down near the Hudson Bay fort. But he won- dered if he could do his best work among In- dians who were brought into frequent touch with white men from the sea and from the forts. He must put aside his own personal preference, and choose his location with the sole thought. How can I be of greatest use? That motive led him to decide on a spot called French Prairie, on the Willamette, near a colony of Canadian Frenchmen and other old servants of the Hudson Bay Com- pany. This was in the heart of some of the most beautiful country in Oregon, near the site later chosen for the capital of the state. Far-sighted Lee felt that this was the stra- tegic place in the entire region. Dr. McLoughlin, who was in command of the Hudson Bay Company at Vancouver, urged the location, because he felt that here there would be opportunity to collect the In- 60 Winning the Oregon Country dians around him, teach them to cultivate the ground, and teach them religion at the same time. Dr. McLoughlin later got into trouble with the Company for the help he gave the missionaries — for the Company did not wish to have missionaries in the country — ^but Dr. McLoughlin insisted on doing what he felt was right. On the arrival of the vessel in which sup- plies for the mission had been sent to Oregon by sea, the missionaries set out from Fort Vancouver to their new home, in boats lent by Dr. McLoughlin. At once on reaching the spot fixed upon, sixty miles from the mouth of the Willamette, they hastily put up tents which were to be occupied while the first building was being erected. This was a log house, 32 by 18 feet. All about there were forests of oak, fir, cotton-wood, and maple, so that material was not lacking. But Lee could not wait till the building was completed before beginning his work. He told the Lidians that he wanted the children to come to school. One by one the shy boys and girls came to him, and he began to teach them before the roof was on the house. How the fathers and mothers must have Jason Lee Volunteers 61 watched the school from the edge of the for- est ! And what a strange school it must have been, where the teacher did not know the lan- guage of his pupils, and where the pupils chattered like magi^ies as they listened to their teacher's attempts to make them under- stand ! Thus the missionary came to the Indians of the Willamette. These were not Nez Perces, however ; the Nez Perces were to wait yet a little while for the fulfilment of their dream.^ Stop to think how the first missionaries came to the northwest coast. The sea-otter *s rich skin brought explorers and traders. Most of these men were too keen in their search after wealth for themselves or to show others the way to wealth, to give a thought to the welfare of the Indians, but there were a few who told some of them just enough of the white man's God to make them want to know 1 < < This vras not only the introduction of Protestant mis- sions into Oregon, but of civilization among the natives. Mining in the Northwest dates from that time. The policy of using the northern half of this continent for fur and peltry, after prevailing with marvelous exelusiveness, energy, and severity for a century and a half, was finally broken." — Barrows, Oregon: The Struggle for Possession, 117. 62 Winning the Oregon Country more. When no one came to lell them, the Indians took their long journey in search of some one who would come to them. Their journey led to the coming of Jason Lee and his company, and of other companies that followed. ^ MARCUS WHITMAN ENLISTS CHAPTER IV MARCUS WHITMAN ENLISTS Whitman's perseverance demonstrated a great fact — the practicability of a wagon road over the Eocky Mountains. — Geay. '^Well, well, if there ain't Marcus Whit- man!" The words were spoken during the sing- ing of the opening hymn at a church service in Eushville, New York, on a Sunday morn- ing in November, 1835. The staid worship- ers were not accustomed to such interrup- tions in meeting, least of all from such an earnest member as Mrs. Whitman. But when they looked up to see her son Marcus walk- ing up the aisle, followed by two Indian boys, they did not blame her. With difficulty they restrained themselves from rushing to wel- come the traveler and his companions. That must have seemed a long service to everybody present, including the minister. Perhaps for once, he shortened his sermon that he might listen with the rest to the tale of the wanderers from the West. 65 66 Winning the Oregon Country For Marcus Whitman had been West.^ This much the people knew. Six months be- fore he had set out for the Oregon Country, in company with the Rev. Samuel Parker, re- solved to learn for himself if there was any; truth in the tales of the Indians' desire for the gospel, and the presence in St. Louis of the Nez Perce chiefs. Though they began their journey months after the arrival of Jason Lee and his party at their station on the banks of the Willamette, no news of these pioneers had been received by their friends in the East — the day of fast mail trains over the mountains was not to come for more than a generation. Dr. Parker had tried to be on the ground as soon as Jason Lee. Li the spring of 1834 he had reached Independence, Missouri, but too late to join the fur traders on their an- nual trip to Oregon. So he had returned home, only to make a second start a year later. It was then that Marcus Whitman went with him. * In his first journey toward the Oregon Conntry, he k%l gone just beyond the continental divide, in the Boeky Moontains, had there met a large number of the IndianS| and among them some of the Nez Perces, and had then r»- tHmed East to complete plans for starting the miaaioa. Makcus Whitman Enlists 6T And now, after months of silence, he had! returned. Dinner was late in scores of Kush- ville homes that Sunday. At the close of serv- ice everybody crowded about young Marcus and his Indian friends. Men and women asked eager questions. Boys and girls gazed in awe at the Indians. But when Marcus be- gan to speak they forgot the Indians in their wonder at the traveler's tale. Their eyes danced. They pushed forward as far as they dared, fearful of losing a single word of what sounded like a chapter out of Cooper's Spy. In imagination they followed the wan- derers to the Missouri River country. They saw the company of rough traders, just ready to start on their long search for furs. They followed them as they passed the prairie-dog towns and the great herds of buffalo and the lurking Indians. They held their breath as they were told of narrow escapes from death while fording swollen streams, or while hunt- ing, or while lost in the mountains. They gasped as they heard of the two thousand Indians who met the traders on Green River in what is now southwestern Wyoming. They breathed more freely when they learned that these Indians were not on the war-path, 68 Winning the Oregon Country but were only waiting to trade their furs for blankets and guns and beads— and whisky. They were glad when Marcus told them that among these savages were Indians from Ore- gon who, when they learned that there were among the traders men bringing the white man's Book of Heaven, lost interest in trad- ing and danced for joy. One of the men was Ish-hol-hol-hoats-hoats (that is, **Lawyer"; so called because he was such a good speaker) who was in the party that had met Jason Lee near this very spot two years before. This man pleaded : ''Won't you come to us? We are waiting —we have waited long— and no one comes. Eight moons ago men came here, and we asked them to stop with us. But they passed on, and we know not where they have gone. Won't you come to us?" So it was really true that the Indians were pleading for the gospel! Christians in the East must know this. Marcus Whitman de- cided to go back at once to tell the news, and lead to Oregon other workers. Dr. Parker was to stay and look for the best place for a mission. Two strong Indian boys, about eighteen years old, were persuaded to go Marcus Whitman Enlists 69 with Whitman to the East, and show him the way to their tribe the next year. Their names were I-tes and Tae-i-tu-i-tas ; Whitman called them John and Eichard. The Indians wanted to be sure that the missionary would find his way back to them. The return to the Missouri with the traders was much like the trip west, except for the fact that Whitman had his Indian com- panions, whom he taught to speak English. Then, too, there was cholera in camp. For- tunately Whitman was a physician. By hard work he succeeded in saving the lives of his fellow travelers. They were so grateful to him that they begged him to join them in the spring of 1836, when they were ready to go back to the Rocky Mountain region. I-tes and Tac-i-tu-i-tas were sent to school while Dr. Wliitman made his arrangements for the next year's trip. A letter from Dr. Parker told enthusiastically of his journey through the Oregon Country, and gave many words of good advice. But the advice he was most urgent in giving was, ** Bring a good wife with you." Narcissa Prentiss had promised Marcus Whitman that she would some day be his 70 Winning the Oregon Country wife, but he hesitated to ask her to take the long journey to Oregon. He told her his reasons. The way was long and rough. There were no railroads — it was only six years since the building of the first railroad in the East. Where they were going they would have to use canoes or horses; many times they would have to walk. Indians would be all about them — and Indians who had learned to dread the white man might prove dangerous neighbors. Narcissa Prentiss laughed at the fears of her lover, and said she would go with him, of course. But she would be lonely if there was not another woman in the party, so the marriage was postponed till Dr. Whitman could find a husband and wife willing to go with them. For a while his search was in vain. Then he heard of Dr. H. H. Spalding and his young bride, who were about to go as missionaries to the Osage Indians, on their reservation in Northern New York. He tried to reach the young people, but learned that they had al- ready started for their new home. Whitman jumped into his sleigh and started after them. After a long pursuit he came up with them, Makcus Whitman Enlists 71 during a blinding snow-storm. There was no time for a lengthy introduction, so he shouted : ^'Ship ahoy! You are wanted for Ore- gon ! ^ ' The surprised travelers stopped. Dr. Spalding called: **What do you wantT' **It is too cold to explain here,'* Dr. Whit- man answered. ** Drive back with me to the inn at Howard, and I'll tell you the whole story." Soon the three people were seated before the blazing fire in the inn. A hundred ques- tions were asked and answered. The story of the Nez Perces ' hunger for the gospel was told, and a brief account of the exploring trip made by Whitman and Parker the year before was given. **I have promised to go back this spring," Whitman continued. ^^I am to be married as soon as I return home. Then we are to go out to Missouri where we are to join the fur traders till we are met by the Nez Perces, who will show us the way to our new home. We '11 live on buffalo and venison, we'll travel on horseback, and we'll spend the nights in tents 72 Winning the Obegon Country or rolled in our blankets on the ground. Will you go with us?'' Mr. Spalding wanted to say yes, but he feared for his wife 's health. She had recently recovered from a long sickness. So he said to her: *^It is not your duty to go; your health forbids. But it shall be left to you after we have prayed together.'' After all had prayed, Mrs. Spalding went otf by herself to decide the question of her duty. Ten minutes later she returned, her face shining, and said : ^ ^ I have made up my mind for Oregon. ' ' Her husband asked her if she understood what her decision involved. He reminded her of the perils of the three thousand mile jour- ney, and the loneliness of the far-away home. But she was firm. Her only answer was in the words used by Paul when friends tried to keep him back from Kome : ^^What mean ye to weep and to break mine heart? for I am ready not to be bound only, but also to die [on the Eocky Mountains] for the name of the Lord Jesus." Now there was nothing more needed but the wedding of Marcus Whitman and Narcissa Marcus Whitman Enlists 73 Prentiss. From far and near guests came to see the missionaries take their vows, but there were no more honored guests than I-tes and Tac-i-tu-i-tas, the Nez Perce boys who were filled with joy when they learned that the bride was to go back with them to their home. Then began one of the strangest wedding journeys ever taken — ^by rivers, across plains and over mountains to the mysterious land "Where rolls the Oregon." All went well till the Missouri River was reached at the point where the fur traders who had invited the missionaries to join them said they would wait. But when the ap- pointed time for the traders ' departure came, they started at once — four days before the arrival of the missionaries. Dr. Spalding said they must not think of going on alone ; they must return home. ^ ' The silent Whitman," as he was called, said only, '*We will go on." Brave Mrs. Spalding car- ried the day by her determined words: ^^I have started for Oregon, and to Oregon I will go, or leave my body on the plains." So the missionary party hurried on their way alone, hoping to overtake the fur traders within a week or ten days. But it proved to 74 Winning the Oregon Country be a month. During this time Mrs. Spalding and Mrs. Whitman were the life of the com- pany, encouraging the men when obstacles hindered them, and spurring them on when Mr. Spalding was tempted to say, ^^ Let's go back.'* He didn't say this very often — but when he was *^ kicked by a mule, shaken by the ague, stripped by a tornado, not only of his tent but his blankets, and crowded ©if the ferry-boat by an awkward, uncivilized fron- tier cow,'' it is not strange that he was dis- couraged. Dr. Whitman had provided a spring wagon for the two brides, but Mrs. Whitman pre- ferred to ride on horseback by the side of her husband, leaving the wagon to Mrs. Spalding, who was not yet strong. On other horses rode the husbands, and Mr. W. H. Gray, who was to be the business agent of the mission station. Following these came two teamsters, in charge of the wagons bearing the supplies. Then there were the two Indian boys, who felt quite lonely till a third Indian boy joined them. How many things the boys who had been to New York could tell their stay-at- home friend! Mrs. Whitman wrote in her diary, **When the boys get together they Marcus Whitman Enlists 75 make a great chattering/' The three boys proved quite helpful, for ^Hhey could swim the rivers like ducks; they took all the care of the loose stock, and were wise in the ways of the plains, and they could explain to any suspicious Indian the coming of the great medicine-men they were taking to their people.** The fur traders* caravan was overtaken on Loupe Fork. In the united party there were more than two hundred men to oppose hos- tile Indians. The attention of many of these had to be given to the six hundred animals taken along for food. The animals tempted the Indians, and it was necessary each night to camp with the stock in the center, around this the tents and wagons, and about the whole encampment a company of vigilant sentinels. The experienced plainsmen shook their heads when they saw the wagons, and said it would be impossible to take them across the mountains. But Dr. Whitman insisted that they must go. He was not thinking merely of the comfort of those who would use them, but more of the great importance of proving to the world that a wagon could 76 AViNNING THE OrEGON CoUNTRY be taken to Oregon. He was looking for- ward to the day when there would be in that country more white people than Indians, to be taught of God. Yet men and women would be prevented from making the journey by the statement that it was impossible to colo- nize Oregon by wagons. An English editor had said that American wagons could not go to the Columbia River, and Americans were believing him. It was Dr. Whitman's pur- pose to show the doubters that they were wrong. So he carried a wagon through with him to the Pacific slope, and thus he did what has been called one of the most important things for the whole future of Oregon. The traders shrugged their shoulders when *Hhe silent Whitman'' said the wagon must go along. They said, **I told you so," when one night, in a bit of rough country, he fell behind with his beloved wagon, and came into camp **late, warm, puffing, and cheery, too, for he had had only one upset." The Indians were much interested in the first wheeled vehicle they had ever seen. **They put into jerky syllables the sounds it made as it rose and fell and stopped in the soft grass and among the rocks, and called it MARCUS WHITMAN- Marcus Whitman Enlists 77 ^Chick-cMck-shan-i-le-Jcai^kash/ '' Do not those syllables remind you of the creaking of a wagon ! Through canyons, along creek beds, up rocky precipices, the wagon was pushed and hauled. Many times it was overturned, but still the Doctor would not listen to those who urged him to abandon it. At last, when the way became too rough for four wheels, he made the wagon into a cart, added the extra wheels to the load, and pushed on. He was compelled to leave the cart at Fort Boise, and it probably remained there.^ Dr. Whitman had triumphed, and those who said colonists could never go to the Ore- gon Country were effectively answered. **The work was done, substantially. The wagon and the two brides, Mrs. Whitman and Mrs. Spalding, had won Oregon. The first wheels had marked the prairie and brushed the sage, and grazed the rocks, and cut the river banks all the way from the Missouri to the Columbia.2 How many ten thousands have since been on the trail with their long lines * Eells, Marcus Whitman, 4:4:. ^The Boise and Snake Elvers form one of the principal parts of the Columbia Eiver system. 78 Winning the Oregon Country j of white-topped canvas teams! The first white woman had crossed the continent, and not only witnessed but achieved the victory. . . . Oregon is already practically won. In going through, Whitman's wagon had dem- onstrated that women and children and house- hold goods — the family — could be carried over the plains and mountains to Oregon. ' ' ^ For many weeks of their journey the trav- elers had an abundance of food. In the buf- falo country, where a single herd sometimes covered a thousand acree, the hunters could slaughter the noble animals at will. In anticipation of later days when game would be scarce, the caravan paused to **jerk" or dry the buffalo meat. The jerked meat did not seem very appetizing, so long as fresh, juicy buffalo steaks were to be had, but when the herds vanished, all were glad to use it. Yet how they longed for a little bread to go with it! Once Mrs. Whit- man wrote, **0 for a few crusts of mother's bread; girls, don't waste the bread in the old home. ' ' **That is the nearest to a complaint the brave woman came during all the trying ^ Barrows, Oregon : the Struggle for Possession, 146. Marcus Whitman Enlists 79 journey, in spite of scorching sun, the clouds of alkaline dust that stung the eye and throat, the impure water they were compelled to use, the myriads of mosquitoes and buffalo gnats. '^ When, on July 4, 1836, the missionaries were at last over the crest of the Rockies, twenty-five hundred miles from home, they paused, spread their blankets, unfurled the American flag, and knelt in thankful prayer to dedicate to God the Oregon Country. With what astonishment the three Indian boys must have beheld the scene! The act meant more than the missionaries ever knew. One historian of Oregon says that it went far toward giving to the United States six thou- sand miles of Pacific coast. After this notable Fourth of July celebra- tion, the march was resumed. Word of the advance of the caravan was taken by Indian scouts to a party of trappers and Indians who were encamped on the banks of the Green River. ^*This exhilarating news im- mediately inspired some of the trappers, foremost among whom was Meek, with a de- sire to be the first to meet and greet the on- coming caravan and especially to salute the 80 Winning the Oregon Country two white women who were bold enough to invade a mountain camp. In a very short time Meek, with half-a-dozen comrades, and ten or a dozen Nez Perces, were mounted and away on their self-imposed errand of wel- come; the trappers because they were * spoil- ing' for a fresh excitement; and the Nez Perces because the missionaries were bring- ing them information concerning the power- ful and beneficent Deity of the white men. **0n the Sweetwater, about two days' travel from camp, the caravan of the ad- vancing company was discovered, and the trappers prepared to give them a character- istic greeting. To prevent mistakes in recog- nizing them, a white flag was hoisted on one of their guns, and the word was given to start. Then over the brow of a hill they made their appearance, riding with that mad speed only an Indian or a trapper can ride, yelling, whooping, darting forward with fran- tic and threatening gestures; their dress, noise, and motions all so completely savage that the white men could not have been dis- tinguished from the red. * ' The uninitiated travelers, believing they were about to be attacked by Indians, pre- Marcus Whitman Enlists 81 pared for defense, nor could they be per- suaded that the preparation was unnecessary, until the guide pointed out to them the white flag in advance. At the assurance that the flag betokened friends, every movement of the wild brigade became fascinating. On they came, riding faster and faster, yelling louder and louder, and gesticulating more and more madly, until, as they met and passed the cara- van, they discharged their guns in one volley over the heads of the company; and suddenly wheeling rode back to the front as wildly as they had come. Nor could their first brief display content the crazy cavalcade. After reacliing the front, they rode back and forth, and around and around the caravan, which had returned their salute, showing off their feats of horsemanship, and the knowing tricks of their horses together; hardly stopping to exchange questions and answers, but seeming really intoxicated with delight at the meet- ing. AViiat strange emotions filled the breasts of the lady missionaries, when they beheld the Indians among whom their lot was to be cast, may now be faintly outlined by vivid imagination, but have never been, perhaps never could l^e, jmt into words! 82 Winning the Oregon Country **It was towards Mrs. Whitman and Mrs. Spalding that the chief interest was directed ; an interest that was founded in the Indian mind upon wonder, admiration, and awe; and in the minds of the trappers upon the power- ful recollections awakened by seeing in their midst two refined Christian women, with the complexion and dress of their own mothers and sisters. United to this startling effect of memory, was respect for the religious de- votion which had inspired them to undertake the long and dangerous journey to the Eocky Mountains, and also a sentiment of pity for what they knew only too well yet remained to be encountered by these delicate women.'' Both women merited the honors they re- ceived. In Mrs. Whitman the trappers and Indians saw ^'a large, fair-skinned woman, with blue eyes, and light auburn, almost golden hair. Her manners were at once dig- nified and gracious. She was, both by na- ture and education, a lady, and had a lady's appreciation of all that was courteous and refined. ' ' i In Mrs. Spalding they saw one ** talented and refined in her nature, but less pleasing in exterior. She possessed the true mission- , i Mahcus Whitman Enlists 83 ay spirit, never thinking of herself, or the mpression she made upon others, yet very inn and capable of command. **When the trappers and Nez Perces had laked their thirst for excitement by a few lOurs' travel in company with the Fur Com- )any's and missionaries' caravan, they gave it length a parting display of horsemanship, md dashed off on the return trail to carry to ;amp the earliest news. It was on their ar- rival in camp that the Nez Perce and Flat- lead village, which had its encampment at the rendezvous-ground on Green River,^ began to nake preparations for the reception of the missionaries. It was then that Indian finery was displayed! Then the Indian women 3ombed and braided their long black hair, ty- ing the plaits with gay-colored ribbons, and the Indian braves tied anew their streaming scalp-locks, sticking them full of flaunting eagle's plumes, and not despising a bit of rib- bon, either. Paint was in demand both for the rider and his horse. Gay blankets, red and blue, buckskin fringed shirts, worked with beads and porcupine quills, and hand- * The Nez Perc^ had come about fire hundred miles from the region occupied hj the tribe on the Clearwater. S-h Winning the Oregon Country somely embroidered moccasins, were eagerly sought after. Guns were cleaned and bur- nished, and drums and fifes were put in tune. '^ After a day of toilsome preparation all was ready for the grand reception in the camp of the Nez Perces. Word was at length given that the caravan was in sight. There was a rush for horses, and in a few moments the Indians were mounted and in line, ready to charge on the advancing caravan. When the command of the chiefs was given to start, a simultaneous chorus of yells and whoops burst forth, accompanied by the deafening din of the war-drums, the discharge of fire-arms, and the clatter of the whole cavalcade, which was at once in a mad gallop toward the on- coming train. Nor did the yelling, whooping, drumming, and firing cease until within a few yards of the train. ' ' ^ Then came the formal greeting of the mis- sionaries. They were welcomed to the best in the camp. Mrs. Whitman and Mrs. Spald- 'ing soon won all hearts. The Indians were not alone in their joy. Hardy frontiersmen, who had not seen ^ Mrs. F. F. Victor, The Bivcr of the West, 202—206. Makcus Whitman Enlists 85 a white woman for years, looked reverently on the faces of the two brides. Years later 3ne of them said, ^^From that day when I took again the hand of a civilized woman, I was a better man." And a trapper said, •^ There is something the royal Hudson Bay Company and its masters can't drive out of Oregon.'* He knew that the coming of the ;wo women meant the dawn of civilization. Here Dr. Whitman received his first mail — a letter from Dr. Parker telling of his suc- cessful exploration, his advice to found mis- sions among the Nez Perces and the Cayuse, and his intention to go home by way of the Sandwich Islands to arrange for reenforce- ments for the missionaries who were for a time to hold the fort by themselves. I The Nez Perces were loath to see their new friends go on to the Pacific, but Marcus Whit- man thought it best to have a talk with Dr. McLoughlin at Fort Vancouver. One old chief, when he saw that they were determined to go, decided to go with them, though his absence from home just at this time meant his doing without his winter's supply of buffalo meat. Pausing only at Fort Walla Walla — where 86 Winning the Oregon Country Mrs. Whitman rejoiced in a meal of fresh salmon, potatoes, tea, bread, and butter, and in the sound of a rooster's crow — the mis- sionaries pushed on to Vancouver, arriving there September 12, 1836, almost two yean after the coming of Jason Lee. The great-hearted Dr. McLoughlin wel- comed these travelers as he had welcome< their predecessors, persuaded the women t( remain at the fort while their husbands weni back to find locations and build houses, an( freely offered to help the men in any way h( could. In a few days Dr. Whitman fixed his eyes on a place for his mission on the banks of th( Walla Walla, among the Cayuse. He caller the mission Wai-i-lat-pu, the Indian name fo] the spot. Dr. Spalding and Mr. Gfl^ay weni one hundred and twenty-five miles farther] east to Lapwai Creek, near the site of what! is now Lewiston, Idaho. There, among the Nez Perces, ground was marked off for a| mission. For three weeks the men lived in a buffalo! skin tent; then they moved into a log house, forty-eight by eighteen feet, which the eager Indians had helped them to build. The logs Maecus Whitman Enlists 87 had to be carried from the river, three miles away, and it took twelve Indians to carry one log. But there was no lack of workers. One third of the new house was set aside for living quarters; the rest was to be school- room, Indian boarding-house, and church. Thus the appeal of the chiefs at St. Louis had led to the opening of three stations ; Ja- son Lee was on the Willamette, Whitman was at Wai-i-lat-pu on the Walla Walla, and Spalding was at Lapwai on the Clearwater. At last the patient Nez Perces had their missionaries, but they waited till their plea had first brought teachers to others. BLAZING A NEW TRAIL CHAPTER V BLAZING A NEW TEAIL More than in any other part of the world the missionary history of the Pacific Northwest was its civil history also for the first decade and a half after the American people began settlement in it. — Hines. There was great excitement in the teepees of the Indian dwellers on the Willamette when the boys and girls learned that they would be welcome at the big log teepee of Jason Lee and Cyrns Shepard. The parents did not understand exactly what was wanted of their children, and the children did not care to know. It was enough for them that there was to be something new in their mo- notonous lives, and it was enough for their parents that their children were to be taught about the white man's God. Perhaps they would have also the secret of the white man's strength, and so be able to be as great as were the traders who had been making slaves of them. 91 92 Winning the Oregon Country **Let the children go to the lodge of the white man/* the fathers said. ''We are too old to learn. We will hunt in the daytime while they are learning, and in the evening we will sit and smoke about the camp-fire, and they will tell us what the white men have told them since the rising of the sun/' Jason Lee understood Indian nature well. He felt that it would be difficult, just at first, to persuade the fathers and mothers to accept new thoughts and adopt new ways of life, but he was hopeful that the children would listen to him at once and would tell of their lessons at home. Perhaps, in this way, some of the men would be reached for a bet- ter life. At any rate, when the children should grow to be men and women, the life of the whole tribe might be changed. So it happened that in many a lodge the question was asked, "Are you going to the great teepee to see how the white men live? Father says I may go. Come with me. They can't hurt us if there are many of us.'' But Cyrus Shepard, one of Jason Lee's as- sociates, had no thought of harming their little dusky-faced charges, twenty-five of whom were soon enrolled in the school. How Blazing a New Trail 93 eagerly he looked into their eyes as he greeted them in the morning when they took their seats before him! Perhaps one or two of these very boys and girls would be great in their tribes. If only he might tell them of Jesus so simply and winningly that they would become Christians, and so be ready to make their influence count in the best way! We are not told how that strange school opened. Perhaps there was a roll-call. The guttural names would sound very odd. Per- haps the teacher would think it was better to omit the calling of their names until he could rename his pupils John, Samuel, Joseph, Lucy, and Jane. ^ What a time teachers and pupils must have had understanding one another, just at first ! But it was not very long till they were having regular lessons in English and even in the ele- ments of science. Every day there was in- struction in the Bible. Intently the children listened to the wonderful stories of men and women, boys and girls, of Bible days. They seemed so different from the wonder tales which they had heard from their fathers and mothers ever since they were able to under- stand anything. Why, these tales sounded as 94 Winning the Oregon Country if they really happened, and anybody could tell that the Indian wonder stories never hap- pened at all ! They were especially fond of such stories as David and Goliath or Samson, for the boys were dreaming of the days when they wonld be fighting braves, and the girls thought that a good fighter was the finest thing in the world. But Mr. Shepard told them about One who would help both boys and girls to fight a bigger battle than was ever fought by the greatest braves of their tribe — the battle against sin. They were taught to love Jesus, as this Helper was called. Some of them soon showed that they were little Christians. At home they told what they had learned about Jesus, and their fathers would gravely say: ^^Yes, we knew that the white men would have good medicine to give us out of their Book of Heaven.'* Of course the children who went to school had to be supported, for they ate all their meals with the missionaries. They were taught to do all that they could to care for themselves. There was a large farm to be cultivated, and an active boy could be of so much use in planting potatoes or dropping Blazing a New Trail 95 corn or raking hay. Then before the wheat could be made into bread, it must be taken to the rude mill that had been built twelve miles from the mission. Sometimes one of the boys would be trusted to ride the packhorse on which the wheat was carried to and from the mill, in saddle-bags made of elk skin which held a bushel and a half of grain on each side. During the rainy season, when it was impos- sible to go to the mill, wheat was boiled whole, and made into a sort of bread. When the ground was perfectly dry the horses were sometimes hitched to a home-made wagon whose wheels were sections of solid logs, while the axles were poles from the fir trees, the whole being made with the ax, the auger, and the shaving-knife. At first these were almost the only tools the missionaries had. The pupils in the school did not object to | the things they were taught, but they did object decidedly to doing work for the white men — especially the boys. *^Let the girls work,*' they said. **Work is for squaws, not men.'' But there was no sign of rebellion until after the death of Ken-o-teesh, a bright boy who entered the school in April, 1835. He made good progress, and his parents were 96 Winning the Oregon Country pleased. But in August, when he fell sick and died, his brother decided that Mr. Lee and Mr. Shepard must be responsible; they had surely used some sort of bad medicine on Ken-o-teesh, or they had bewitched him. When the Indian medicine-man used magic over a patient, and the patient died, the medi- cine-man expected to be killed ; and the white medicine-man must be treated in the same way. One night the brother hid himself at the mission, waiting to pounce on the unsus- pecting missionaries when they should pass his retreat. His knife was sharp, and his heart was full of hate, as he thought with glee of the death of the two men. But God protected them. One of the com- panions of the would-be assassin who had heard him boast of his purpose succeeded in keeping the missionaries out of the way of danger. Still, the boy had worked himself into such a fury that his thirst for blood had to be satisfied; so he went out and slew two Indians who were as innocent of wrong-doing as the missionaries. At another time the work of the mission was hindered by We-lap-tu-lekt, one of the Cayuse Indians who had guided Jason Lee Blazing a Xew Trail 97 when he entered Oregon in 1834. Soon after the school was opened We-lap-tu-lekt brought two of his sons to be educated there, and stayed near them for a little while. What he saw of the school pleased him so much that he soon moved his family from a distance, that all the children might have the advan- tages offered by the school. For a time all went well. Then two of the children fell sick and died, while a third was not expected to recover. We-lap-tu-lekt felt that the gods must be angry because he had sent his chil- dren to the white men^s school. Taking his family he fled for his life back to his old home, wailing as he went that the school of the missionaries was a house of death. When, on the way, the sick child died, his cries were redoubled, and far and near was heard his warning to avoid the death-dealir^ l|) school. It was not long till the Indians for two hundred miles around heard the story, as it was circulated from one tribe to another. Many believed the words of the bereaved father, and refused to send their children to the mission on the Willamette. Others who had children in the school sent for them to 98 Winning the Oregon Country come away in haste from the evil influence of the white men's medicine. The explanation of the death of the chil- dren was simple. The plowing of the prairie soil that had never before been disturbed re- leased the germs of malaria, and the children, being the weakest, were the easiest victims. But the Indians were unable to understand any such reason as this. Even if they had understood, they would have said that until white men came the soil had not been dis- turbed. If they would only leave, the death- dealing fever also would leave. In their fear of death the Indians forgot their longing for the knowledge of the Book of Heaven which would take away the fear of death ! In spite of all these things the missionaries were able to persuade many of the parents to keep their children in the school, and for several years it was a busy place. But there was other work to do than teach the children and run a farm for their support. Their fathers must be taught to labor with their hands ; they must learn to make a living from the soil as well as from the chase. As hunt- ers they roamed here and there over the coun- try, wherever the game led them. As tillers Blazing a New Trail 99 of the soil they would be kept in one place, they would gradually become civilized, and they would be where they could hear the gos- pel not only once in a while, but whenever there was a preaching service. Although Mr. Lee was so busy with other things that he had little time for manual labor, he understood that if he expected any one to listen to what he said about the neces- sity of tilling the gi'ound he must set an ex- ample of industry. Day after day he guided the plow around the prairie, drove the oxen in the rough cart which he himself had made, or hewed the beams required for the addition to the mission property made necessary by its gradual growth. Slowly — very, very slowly indeed — others were led to follow his example, till in several places near the mis- sion were little patches of garden. But it must be confessed that too often the men com- pelled the squaws to do their work, while they sat near smoking their pipes ! The hard-working missionaries found it difficult to think of carrying on a successful farm without cattle. Yet there were no cattle to be had. The Hudson Bay Company would often lend a cow or a voke of oxen to a resi- 100 Winning the Oregon Country (lent in the valley, but it was not the policy to sell the animals. No exception was made to this rule in favor of the missionaries, al- though some of the officers of the company were much pleased with the results of the mis- sionaries ' work among the Company's serv- ants. Their satisfaction early found exjDres- sion in the gift of one hundred and fifty dol- lars for the work of the mission, collected by the men at the fort, and forwarded to Mr. Lee by Dr. McLoughlin. ; But Jason Lee was determined to have what money would not buy in the Oregon Country. He must have cattle, and since cattle were not to be had near home he pro- posed to go to California after them. To-day it would be an easy matter to go six hundred miles on a cattle-buying expedition, but in those days and in that place such a trip was no holiday affair. When the settlers were told of the purpose to bring cattle from Cali- fornia, they were eager to enlist in the enter- prise, but they did not see how the animals could be secured. Mr. Lee proposed the or- ganization of a stock company to buy six hun- dred head of cattle and bring them from the California valleys. Many of the settlers sub- Blazing a New Trail 101 scribed and paid for their stock by joining the expedition and driving the cattle home. The expedition, under the lead of Ewing Young, once a resident of California, was preparing to march overland when Lieuten- ant Slacum — who had come to the Columbia in command of the United States ship Loriot — offered to take the cattle-buyers to Cali- fornia. Thence their journey to the Mexican ranchers of southern California was com- paratively easy. As the Mexicans raised the cattle chiefly for their hides, selling these to the captains of trading vessels from the At- lantic — as described in Eichard H. Dana's Two Tears Before the Mast — the prices asked for the animals were only a little more than the value of the hides. This was favor- able for the purchasers, so eight hundred head of cattle were bought at three dollars each and forty horses at twelve dollars each. Then came the hard part of the contract. The great herd was to be driven six hundred miles, almost the entire length of California, under burning sun, across parched plains, through rushing rivers, and over the moun- tains to the north. No wonder many of the animals died on the road. Still, more than 102 Winning the Oregon Country six hundred head were delivered at the con- clusion of the trip. Still another signal service was performed by Mr. Lee for the settlers and the Indians in the early months of the mission history. Al- ready the Indians were falling ready victims to the white man^s bad whisky. Fortunately, they were unable to obtain it through the Hudson Bay Company, but some traders sold it to them. In 1836 two men announced that they would begin the manufacture of whisky and rum. They were erecting their stiU when Mr. Lee and his helpers at the mission urged them to give up their purpose. They reminded them that they were breaking the laws of the United States and that they were also breaking the laws of God by putting temptation in the way of the Indians. The promise was made that if they would give lip their plans, they would be repaid all money they had spent. The two men who had thought to become rich by the destruction of the Indians at first refused to listen to the pleas of the missionaries, but the later argu- ments proved so eif ective that they promised to withdraw and refused to accept a penny for their losses. Some have held that this sue- Blazing a New Trail 103 cess meant even more to Oregon than the im- portation of cattle which could be owned by the people. The missionaries were always busy. There were, of course, vacation months when the school was closed, but neither Mr. Lee nor Mr. Shepard could afford to take a vacation. When there was opportunity they would go off among the scattered Indians of the upper Willamette or the Tillamook Plains. The journeys were far from pleasure jaunts, though they were taken through some of Ore- gon's grandest scenery. As Lee looked on the beauty of forest and field, of mountain and plain, of sea and river, he dreamed of the day when the entire country would be peopled by the children of him of whom he had come to tell the Indians. With sadness he realized that his words seemed to have little effect. But still he sought the distant red men, go- ing up and down the country till the figure of the tall, grave man could be recognized at sight. For two years Jason and Daniel Lee and Mr. Shepard were alone. Then came a wel- come party from the East. Instead however of saying, *'Now work will be easy because 104! Winning the Oregon Country we have helpers at hand/' Jason Lee at once began to plan for an increase of work. He had learned of the Umpquas, two hundred miles to the south, and among them he thought that a station might with profit be opened. But before he would send any of his associates to this distant point, he resolved himself to take the hard journey in the depth of winter, when the streams were swollen and the narrow trails were nearly impassable. His investigation saved others from a use- less journey, for he found that it was unwise to open a mission there. Instead he deter- mined to send some of his workers to The Dalles of the Columbia, among the Wasco In- dians. Two ministers who had recently come from the East went to this new station in canoes, the trip requiring eight days. The coming of the reenforcements opened the way for further teaching by example. One of the chief hindrances to successful work among the Indians of that region, as well as the half-breeds and the retired serv- ants of the Hudson Bay Company, was the absence of real home ties. Marriages were unknown. There was no idea of the sanctity of the home. As yet none of the missionaries Blazing a 'New Trail 105 in the party of Jason Lee had been able to teach what a real home was, for they had thought it best to begin work in the wilder- ness unmarried. But now Cyrus Shepard was to be married to one who had been wait- ing for his word to come out to him, and had made the journey to become his bride. A day was appointed for the marriage — Sunday, July 16, 1837 — a day to be remembered be- cause it was the time of the first wedding service on the Pacific Coast. Under the trees the people gathered, mis- sionaries, Indians, and settlers. *' Besides the five from the mission house, there was not another white woman within two hundred and fifty miles, and but two others west of the Eocky Mountains. The mission school of thirty or forty children was there. Around the outskirts of the little audience a fringe of the dusky daughters of the forest, with scar- let shawls about their shoulders, with beaded leggings and moccasins, stood or reclined. The Canadian Frenchmen of the settlement, with their Indian companions and half-breed children, in decent attire, occupied seats with the Americans." After a hymn and prayer, Jason Lee sur- 106 Winning the Oregon Country prised the company by an address in which he said: **My Beloved Friends and Neighbors: More than two years have passed since God, in his providence, cast my lot among you. During this period I have addressed you many times and on various subjects, and I trust that you bear me witness this day that I have never, in any one instance, advised you to that which was wrong. I have frequently spoken to you, in no measured terms, upon the subject of the holy institution of mar- riage, and endeavored to impress you with the importance of that duty. It is an old say- ing and a true one that example speaks louder than precept, and I have long been convinced that if we would have others prac- tise what we recommend, circumstances being equal, we must set them the example. And now, my friends, I intend to give you un- equivocal i:)roof that I am willing in this re- spect at least to practise what I have so often commended to you.'' Then the Rev. Daniel Lee spoke the words that made his brother Jason and Miss Anna Maria Pittman man and wife. Everybody was surprised, for only these three had known ANNA PITT MAN LEE Blazing a New Trail 107 that the marriage was to take place. Then the groom took his stand before Cyrus Shep- ard and Miss Susan Dowaing, and married them. At once the effects of the good example, were noticed. A French Canadian asked to be married to an Indian woman. Later other settlers and Indians decided that they must have God's blessing on their homes, and they asked one of the missionaries to marry them according to God's law. That July day was notable for two other observances — the first baptism and the first Lord's Supper in that great territory. An Indian youth was received into the church and baptized. The celebration of the Lord's Supper so impressed a young Quaker from New York State that he asked to be baptized just as the Indian had been baptized a little while before. For fifty years that first white convert at the mission on the Willamette was an earnest Christian and one of the leaders of his Church in Oregon. Jason Lee was a happy man that night. He had thought his work was unfruitful, and God had shown him the fruits. He had thought 108 Winning the Oregon Country he was to minister only to the Indians, and God had shown him that his work was to be to the white settlers also. He had been lonely in his work, and God had given him a com- panion and a helpmate. THE FIRST TROPHIES CHAPTER VI THE FIRST TROPHIES The task was stupendous; but the missionaries knew it waa not impossible, and labored with exemplary courage. — SCHAFEE. Just in time for the Christmas of 1837 Mrs. Whitman reached their new home at Wai-i-lat-pu. The wolves in the thickets srhich fringed the banks of the Walla Walla were howling dismal greeting, but the brave e^oman smiled as she saw the snug shelter prepared for her. She was too weary that night to inspect khe place where she was to spend a few lappy, busy years. She was content to wait !oT the revelations of the next day. She lid not fear these, for she knew that her lusband had been busy clearing land of un- ierbrush, and building a house. She was jontent to think that he had done his best. She had already seen enough of the pio- 111 112 Winning the Oregon Country neer life to understand that his task had not been easy, but she did not yet know of his long eight-mile trips to the nearest trees large enough to furnish logs for the house and lumber for the floors and the rough fur- niture. There was no sawmill then, so all the logs had been trimmed with the ax, and the boards had been sawed by hand from timber dragged to Wai-i-lat-pu by patient horses or floated down streams. For six weeks the five men had toiled be- fore they had built a house of one large room whose open fireplace was ready to glow with welcoming heat for the visitor, or, first of all, for the wife, without whom the house would never be anything more than a house. But when Mrs. "Whitman entered the door, the house became a home. How good the first breakfast prepared in that place by a woman's hands must have tasted, when next morning the men gathered about the rude table! With what joy, before the meal was begun, heads were bowed in reverent acknowledgment of God's goodness! After the dishes had been cleared away Mrs. Whitman began to look about her, at the furnishings of her home. There were From a ilrawliijj XARCISSA rUKN'TISS WHITMAN "When Mrs. Whitmnn I'litcrc*! the iloor the house became a lidtno ' ' The First Trophies 113 *' chairs rudely made with skins stretched across them; table made of four posts cov- ered with boards sawed by hand ; stools made of logs sawed of proper length; pegs along the walls upon which to hang the clothing, nails being too expensive a luxury ; beds fast- ened to the walls, and filled with dried grass and leaves.'' Then she went to the door and looked out over the grounds about the cabin, and the river whose waters glistened in the morning sunlight. Her eyes filled with the happy tears of gratitude which found expression at once, as she took up the journal which had been her companion on the journey from New York, and wrote : ** We reached our new home December 10th, found a house reared, and the lean-to in- closed, a good chimney and fireplace, and the floor laid, but no windows or doors, except blankets. My heart truly leaped for joy as I alighted from my horse, entered, and seated myself before a pleasant fire, for it was night, and the air chilly. *^ It is a lovely situation. We are on a level peninsula formed by the two branches of the Walla Walla Eiver. Our house stands on the 114 Winning the Oregon Country southeast shore of the main river. To run a fence across, from river to river, will inclose three hundred acres of good land, and all un- der the eye. Just east of the house rises a range of low hills, covered with bunch-grass almost as rich as oats for the stock. The In- dians have named the place *Wai-i-lat-pu,' the place of the rye grass." The missionaries were not satisfied to tell in their journals of their gratitude to God. Morning and evening — beginning on that first day in the new home — it was their habit to gather about the family altar. Mrs. Whit- man's melodious voice was a great help in these family services. There were soon many unexpected listeners to her singing; the Cay- use would steal up to the cabin in their effort to catch every sound. They could not under- stand the words, but they could read the face of the *^ white squaw,'' and they loved her at once. It was impossible to keep these Indian vis- itors out of the house. They would enter as if this was their right, curiously examining everything that attracted their attention. It never occurred to Mrs. Whitman to put any- thing under lock and key, and her confidence The First Trophies 115 n her guests was justified — nothing was ever jtolen. In later months and years, as addi- ;ions were made to the cabin, the effort was nade to keep the Indians from the bedrooms, t>ut in vain; they insisted on going into all )f these. Slowly, however, they learned that VI rs. Whitman's private room was sacred. There was an advantage in these visits to :he house of the white man. The Indians saw :hat the white man's way of living was better :han their own. Their lodges looked rough ind uninviting as they returned from the mis- tjionary's quarters. This was exactly what Mr. and Mrs. Whitman desired. They knew that the Indians would wish to live better when once they had become dissatisfied with what they had. Many of the Indians were comparatively rich; their herds of ponies ranged far and near. One man owned more than two thousand horses. They were able to live more comfortably, but they wandered from place to place, driving the horses to fresh pastures, or visiting the salmon fish- eries, or following the Hudson Bay Com- pany's trappers, and they seemed to think that anything was good enough for a shelter for the brief time they remained in one spot. 116 Winning the Oregon Country AVliitman set the example of industry, by building fences, plowing the virgin soil, building a house, a school, and a stable, plant- ing an orchard, and doing the thousand and one other things that only a farmer can name. The Indians watched him intently. A few of them consented to follow his example. He agreed to furnish seed to each man who would sow it, and he offered to show him how to prepare the land, care for the growing crops, and gather the harvest. Within a few years a score or more of the Indians were cul- tivating from one fourth of an acre to four acres of land, some had as many as seventy head of cattle, and some of them owned a few sheep. As one result, the winter popula- tion about the station, which had at first been very small, was nearly as large as the sum- mer population. There were, of course, many Indians who refused to work. At first they welcomed the teachings about prayer, for they expected that the white man's God, in answer to prayer, would give them food, blankets, guns, cabins, and that they would not need to work for these things. AAHien they realized that they were wrong, they were displeased with The First Trophies 117 :he missionaries, and were, therefore, ready bo join those who, later on, made the attack. Because many of the older Indians weie slow to accept their teachings, the mission- iries at Wai-i-lat-pu soon learned the lesson )y which Jason Lee was already profiting, liat the hope of the mission was in the chil- iren. It was difiicult to influence the fathers jind mothers, but the boys and girls were I ready to listen and eager to try the things of jsvhich they were told. They gladly attended I the classes taught by Mrs. Whitman, while i their fathers lounged about the yard, rejoic- ing to think that the ''great medicine '^ of the white man was being given freely to mem- bers of their families. The sight of the idle Indians was too much for the energetic Whit- CQan. *'He tried hard to persuade them to lend a helping hand at work; now and then they would join him in some heavy lifting, w^hich one man could not do, but they did not believe that Indian men were made to work. Work was only for squaws.'^ A glimpse of the Christian Indians and of life at the mission is given in the story of the travels of Thomas Jefferson Farnham, who started in 1839 with a party of nineteen from T^ 118 Winning the Oregon Country Illinois to Oregon.^ When near the Walla) Walla Kiver he overtook a Caynse Indian, who, with his wife and children, was on his way from the buffalo hunting-grounds to Dr. Whitman ^s mission, where he planned to spend the winter. At night, when seated with the Indians b; the camp-fire, the traveler saw something that 1 surprised him. Before beginning the evening [ meal, the Indian bowed his head and prayed ! During the meal he frequently used the names God and Jesus Christ in the course of hia conversation with his wife. * While the Indians ate, the traveler fell asleep. A little later he was roused by the sound of singing. The Indians were at thei; evening devotions! After the hymn the f ther led in prayer. Next day Mr. Famham reached Wai-i-la pu. His first sight of Dr. Whitman wai while the missionary gave the morning direc-? tions to the Indians who were preparing tot work in the garden and in the forest. Lateoi in the day the school was visited. Forty oi fifty children, from seven to eighteen years ofi * Travels Across the Western Prairies, the Anahuac, audi Bocky Mountains, Vol. I, 329-339. The First Trophies 119 age, and several older people, gathered in the shade outside the schoolroom, at the ringing of a hand-bell. Dr. Whitman nsed a black- board in teaching letters and the formation of words and sentences. No wonder the Cayuse^ were kind to the Whitmans! They were eager to bring ilie best they had to them. Of course Dr. Whit- man insisted on paying for everything. Once he bought ten horses, in order to have food enough for a company of expected guests, as the meat of the horse was used freely at that time in the Northwest. To supplement the supplies furnished by the Indians, the mis- sion land was plowed until more than two hundred acres were under cultivation. Then, to care for the wheat, a grist-mill was built under Dr. Whitman's direction. It would have been strange if the Cayuse had not been devoted to their teachers. Mrs. Whitman was an angel of mercy in their poor lodges, and her Imsband was never too busy to go among them when they were sick, and heal them or soothe their pain. ** Surely,'' they thought, **the white man's ' An Indian tribe locflted on the Walla Walla River and the Columbia in the region of Wai-i-lat-pu. 120 Winning the Oregon Country medicine is good! We made no mistake when we asked them to stop with us/' However, the love given to the doctor and his wife was nothing to the affection be- stowed upon little Clarissa Whitman, who soon came to make glad the home of the mis- sionaries. **To the Indians she was a won- der and delight. Great burly savages with their squaws came from miles and miles away to look upon *the little white squaw baby.' They seemed to think it a great privilege and honor to be permitted to touch the soft, white cheek with a finger. The old chief was one of her great admirers; he called her Hhe little white Cayuse Queen,' and openly gave notice that he would make her the heir to all his wealth. To the sixty or seventy Indian children in the school, the baby was more interesting than their les- sons, and the older and more careful Indian girls who were permitted to nurse and care for little Clarissa during school hours were envied by all others." The delight of the Cayuse was boundless as Clarissa, when only one and a half years old, spoke their own tongue as well as she spoke English. In fact, she was more fa- The First Trophies 121 miliar with Caynse than with her own lan- guage, because she was always with the In- dian children. She began to sing almost as soon as she began to speak. At the family altar she learned a number of familiar hymns, and these she sang all day long as she wan- dered in the fields or by the streams. One morning, when she was not yet two and a half years old, her father asked her, at the hour of family worship, what she wished to sing. She chose *'Rock of Ages,'' and to- gether the little com])any sang the words: "While 1 draw this lioeliiig breath, When ray eyelids close in death, When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of Ages, clelt lor me, Let me hi(!e myself in thee." Again in the afternoon, the hynm was sung. Many Indians were there and listened, espe- cially to Clarissa's clear, sweet voice. **This was the last we ever heard her sing," Mrs. Whitman, later, sadly wrote in her journal. After worship, Mrs. Whitman was busy with the supper, and lost sight of Clarissa. Unfortunately, not one of her little Indian nurses was near. She wandered off alone, 122 Winning the Oregon Country and was not missed for some time. Then there was a frantic search, in which the In- dians joined. One of these took the path which led to the river, sixty yards from the house, ending at the little pier from which the water for family nse was dipped. The sight of Clarissa's little tin cnp on the plat- form led the Indian to fear the worst. He plunged into the stream, drifted with the current, and was carried against the body of the child. Eegaining the bank, he ran with her to the house. There it was found that nothing could be done for her. She was dead. For a moment the faith of the father and mother was shaken by the staggering blow. Then they went into their own room, shut the door, and poured out their hearts to God. Eising from their knees, they went about their work for others. Later, Mrs. Whitman took her pencil, and wrote: ^^Lord, it is right, it is right! She is not mine, but thine ! She was only lent to me to comfort me for a little season, and now, dear Savior, Thou hast the best right to her. Thy will, not mine, be done.'' The death of Clarissa was a turning-point The First Trophies 123 in the history of the mission. From that day the Indians began to lose confidence in the missionaries and their teachings. Dr. Whit- man and his wife labored for them more un- tiringly than ever, but the Cayuse were no longer impressed with the stories from the Bible. **If these things are true, why did the little white Cayuse Queen dieT' they asked one another. **If the white man^s medicine is any good, why couldn't they keep the baby from drowning? If they can't take care of themselves, how can they take care of us?" This was the opportunity of the Cayuse modicine-men. They were angry as they saw their influence over the people gained by the missionaries. Now they took advantage of the Indians' expression of doubt to speak slightingly of the power of Dr. Whitman. The superstitious people listened, and the spark of distrust was kindled. About the same time the Indians were dis- pleased because they felt that Dr. Whitman had interfered with their personal liberty. They had been accustomed to listen to his ad- vice, but now their hearts were bad, to use their own expressive term. The occasion was 124 Winning the Oregon Country a raid made by the young men against a tribe which they claimed owed them a debt whose pa>Tnent had been asked and refused. In the raid the Ca^nise succeeded in stealing enough stock to pay the debt and the trouble in- curred in collecting it. Dr. Whitman urged that their method of debt collecting was not right. His influence was still so great that the Cayuse sullenly returned the stock to the rightful owners. But they nursed their an- ger against the missionaries. There were some who, learning how the In- dians were feeling, inflamed them further by hinting that Dr. Whitman was deceiving them by fine talk about helping them ; they insisted that his only desire was to kill all the Indians and seize all their possessions. The coming of the settlers, whom Dr. Whitman encour- aged, seemed to them to prove this state- ment. Dr. Whitman and his associates were warned of their danger, but they insisted on remaining where they were and continuing their work. There were still a few who came to the school and gathered at the station for family worship. In some of the lodges were fathers The First Trophies 125 ^ho persisted in having worship for them- elves and their families, in spite of the ineers of neighbors, who felt themselves su- )erior to the white man^s medicine. Many )f the fields which had been cultivated for a ime were overgrown with weeds and briars, mt a number of householders cared for their pround as usual and reaped the fruits of heir industry. Is-ti-kus was one of these aithful ones. He never forgot the lessons ae had been taught, but when he and all his people were banished to a reservation pro- kdded for them, he carried with him the old mission bell, and mounted it at the entrance 3f his lodge. Then, every Sunday morning, as long as he lived, he rang out the call to Drayers which had been a daily sound on the >anks of the Walla Walla. There was little response to the call, but for fourteen years the bell was rung. I While Whitman's efforts for the Indians soomed to amount to little, he had some op- portunity to help the Americans. There were no settlers living within reach of Wai- i-lat-pu, as there were near Jason Lee*s sta- tion on the Willamette, but the route of immi- grants who were slowly beginning to come in 12G Winning the Oregon Country over the mountains passed by the mis- sion oasis in the wilderness of savagery. The travelers were made welcome to the best the missionaries had. They were glad to stop and rest after their long, trying journey. Many of them were sick, but Dr. Whitman ministered to them so carefully and Mrs. Whitman nursed them so tenderly that the sick usually went on their way rejoicing. Once the death of the parents left to their care seven small children, the youngest of these only four months old. The little ones were adopted, and thereafter all their ex- penses were met out of the Doctor's meager funds. Later, four more orphans were taken into the home. The demands for food made by these children, as well as by the passing immigrants, were so great that it often be- came necessary to send for supplies to Dr. Spalding, at Lapwai, among the Nez Perces, one hundred and twenty-five miles away. Dr. Spalding was really better able than Dr. Whitman to respond to calls for assist- ance, for the work at Lapwai had prospered from the beginning. The school taught by Mrs. Spalding was a delight. The Nez Perce children were quick to learn. The H. H. SPALDING The First Trophies 127 parents became so interested in their instruc- tion that many of them picked up the long tents in each of which a number of families lived and moved to the neighborhood of the mission. Then the men and women came into the schoolroom. What a picture they made as they sat on the benches built for children, and bent over the rude desks in the attempt to learn to write ! With eager interest they followed Mrs. Spalding as she deftly drew pictures on the home-made blackboard, in or- der to make the Bible lesson plain. Some of the fathers learned to read a little, and many of the boys and girls became quite proficient. However, the girls took more readily to the lessons in housework and in knitting and sew- ing and weaving. While Mrs. Spalding was in the schoolroom or the kitchen, her husband was among the people, out on the farm, working with his own hands, directing the work of others, or per- suading the Nez Perces to work for them- selves. The story is still told at Lapwai of a brave named Billy who won a bride who had been reluctant to say ^'yes'' to his suit, because he listened to Dr. Spalding's appeals. One day, when Billy's heart was sore because 128 Winning the Oregon Country ! of the hard-hearted Indian maiden, he heard Dr. Spalding talk about the potato. **He explained how to plant and how to cultivate it. Then he pared one potato, and cut it in pieces. He handed Billy a raw piece on the point of his pocket-knife. Billy tasted it and pronounced it ^taats* (good). Billy's pota- toes and garden the next year were the talk of the tribe, causing the young maiden who had rejected his suit the year before to recon- sider the matter, and take him for a hus- band. '' Many improvements were made on the mis- sion property. A sawmill and grist-mill were built largely by the labor of Dr. Spalding and Mr. Gray. The women especially were glad of that grist-mill, for they were delivered from the slavery of the stone mortar, in which they had pounded the grain every day since being in the Western country. The mill- stones were of granite, three feet in diameter and a foot thick. They were brought forty miles from the quarry, on a raft! One of them may be seen to-day in the museum of the University of Idaho, at Moscow. What was in many respects the most won- derful improvement of all was the printing- The First Trophies 129 press, whose product displaced the lessons Mrs. Spalding had been preparing by hand for her pupils. This press had been taken in 1819 around Cape Horn to Honolulu, in the Hawaiian Islands, where it was used by mis- sionaries for twenty years. Then a new press was bought, and the island missionaries, learning of the prosperous Nez Perce mis- sion at Lapwai, determined to send their old press twenty-five hundred miles to the pio- neers in the wilderness. They knew that a press would be useless without a printer. So they sent Mr. E. O. Hall along to teach Dr. Spalding how to use it. From the ship the press was loaded on the backs of Cayuse ponies which were led more than four hun- dred miles across Oregon and over the Lap- wai hills. When the boxes were unstrapped from the ponies and opened, it was found that, in addition to the press, there was a good outfit of type and printers' furniture, as well as a supply of paper. A few weeks later, under the direction of Mr. Hall, the first book in the Nez Perce lan- guage — and the first book printed west of the Rocky Mountains — was completed. This was a little elementary primer of twenty pages, 130 Winning the Oregon Country *^Tbe Young Child's Catechism." The Gospel according to St. Matthew followed. Later, a Code of Laws for the Nez Perces was put through the press, and many hymns were printed. Books were prepared in other languages also for use at distant stations. The Indians treasured the printed pages as cherished possessions. Years later visitors to the lodges of the Nez Perces found bat- tered copies of these early products of the mission press. That press is another relic, for which the reader must look when he goes to Portland, Oregon. It may be found carefully pre- served there, in the rooms of the Historical Society. The work at Lapwai under Dr. Spalding was far more encouraging than that at Wai- i-lat-pu. A missionary who visited the sta- tion several years after the press was set up, wrote that he found one hundred and fifty children and as many more adults in the school, and that there was just as much in- terest in religious instruction. After a serv- ice they would sometimes spend the night re- peating what they had been told. Before long from one thousand to two thousand peo- The First Trophies 131 pie gathered to hear the gospel. The inter- est was so great that two thousand people puhlicly confessed their sins, and promised to serve God. The first converts among the Nez Perces were taken to Wai-i-lat-pn and welcomed to membership in the church which had been or- ganized there by the missionaries and their families on August 18, 1838 — ^the first church in the Oregon Country. In addition to the missionaries, the first members of the church were two natives of the Hawaiian Islands, and a French Cana- dian half-breed. The Cayuse looked on in amazement as the members of the church partook of the Lord's Supper. All but a few of them shrugged their shoulders when they were invited to receive baptism and sit at the Lord's table. Once in a while a Cayuse confessed Christ and joined the church, but there were not so many members from their tribe as from the Nez Perces at Lapwai. After some time there were twenty-two names on the roll, and the missionaries rejoiced. They had not been able to reach the hearts of many of the people, but they believed that those who had confessed Christ were sincere. 132 Winning the Oregon Country The earnestness of at least one — Tim- othy, he was called — ^was put to the test many years later, when a United States army of- ficer was trapped by Indians on the war- path. The Indians were planning to massacre them, when Timothy guided the officer and his band through an unguarded place in the rocks and led him ninety miles to a place of safety. f' PERILS AND CONQUESTS 1 1 i I CHAPTEE VII PEEILS AND CONQUESTS The harvest indeed is plenteous, but the laborers are few. Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he send forth laborers into his harvest. — Matthew ix. 37. The missionaries at Wai-i-lat-pu were far from neighbors and from many of the con- veniences of civilization which people of to- day call essentials. It was forty miles to a store, but as the wants at the station were few, not much attention was paid to the pri- jvation. There were no regular mails, but the pioneers knew how to live without let- ters. Of course they longed to hear from friends and loved ones in the East, and they eagerly read letters when these came by the annual pack-train which could be looked for just about the season of ripening com. After a while letters came with some degree of safety by way of the Isthmus of Panama. Once in a while a letter could be entrusted 135 136 Winning the Oregon Country ^ to a passing trapper or Indian carrier, but there was never any assurance that it would ever reach its destination. Mrs. Whitman's first letter from home reached her exactly two years and six months after she came to Ca^e/fora Wai-i-lat-pu. It had gone to New York, across the Atlantic to London, around Cape Horn to the Sandwich Islands, then by the yearly sailing vessel sent to the mouth of the Columbia. The distance from one mission station to Perils and Conquests 137 another was so great that few visits could be made back and forth, not only because travel was difficult, but because the time for the trip could not be spared from work. Once a year the missionaries from several stations gathered at Wai-i-lat-pu for conference. Then the station was a jolly place. What good times the children would have with one another ! They would make friends impartially with the white boys and girls, and with their little Indian companions. One who visited Wai-i-lat-pu in later years has imagined the scene when the children were together : *^ Eliza Spalding may have carried the lit- tle baby on her back, tied on there in her mother's shawl, while Martha Jane trot- ted along at her side, with her Indian doll in a te-kash (baby board), which she passed over her head, the strap fixed so that the te-kash was high up on her back or shoul- ders. Playing mother by the little girls was just as fashionable in the log house near the mission station as it is elsewhere to-day. Henry Hart no doubt practised shooting at a mark with his flint arrow-heads, failing to shoot a bird on the wing as his little red 138 Winning the Oregon Country friends could easily do; then he would turn his attention to the magpies, of which there were plenty stepping around. All together the children would trip down to the shore and in the deep, white sand, hunt arrow- heads. They would look with great admira- tion at the wise Indian children as they ca- pered about in the water diving and swim- ming across the river, the skin dress rolled up and carried over on the head of the swim- mer. Or if they jumped in, moccasins and all, what did that matter? Mother would neither whip nor scold. She would only say, 'Es-to-es-ta wa-tu-taais' (*My child, that is not good')." When the morning set for the departure of the visitors was at hand, they would look longingly at one another, wondering how many months it would be till they met again. Once, when Mrs. Spalding and Mrs. Whit- man had a brief visit at Wai-i-lat-pu — the first in two years — it seemed impossible to start. The visitors had a sense of impending calamity. * * The Cayuse ponies were brought up to the house, with their plaited horse-hair bridles tied under the jaws and the wooden saddles adjusted. The pack-ponies were I Perils and Conquests 139 piled high with provisions and tents for the journey.'' But Mrs. Spalding hesitated. Ob- serving her reluctance to go, Mrs. "Whitman drew her into the house, and they had prayer to.2:ether. Then the journey was begun. Mrs. Spalding's forebodings were justified. When the travelers came in sight of Lapwai, they found a deserted village. Practically all of the Nez Perces had gone away for a long hunt, taking their families with them. The few who remained explained that the ab- sentees might be back when the snow flew, but they might not be back for a year. Not much encouragement here for their re- turn to work! But the missionaries had learned to take everything philosophically, and they resolved to go right on with their tasks exactly as if nothing had happened. The wanderers would be back some day, and they must be ready to greet them with good cheer. The return might be in the dead of winter, when the Indians would probably be half starved because they had had a bad hunting season. If so, there was all the more need to gather in the harvests at the mission, that there might be bread enough for the hungry. 1<10 Winning the Oregon Country .1 A deserted station would not be a promis-" ing sight for missionary recruits who had just succeeded in pushing their way across the mountains, yet it was at this very time that a party of nine men and women came through Lapwai, ready to help wherever they were needed. It did not look as if they were needed at Lapwai, but those in charge had faith that there was yet work to be done there. Some went on to Wai-i-lat-pu. Dr. and Mrs. Whitman would have been glad of reenforcements, but they knew that other fields were crying out for laborers, so they silenced their own cry to have the strangers remain, and sent them on their way. Four of the party went to Thsi-ma-kain among the Spokanes. There they labored for nine years without a single convert. When they were advised to leave the field, they thought sor- rowfully that their work had been in vain. They were mistaken. Years later there was a great change in the life of the Spokanes. But none of the first missionary party were there to see the harvest. Another missionary in that little party went to Kamiah, sixty miles beyond Lapwai, where he hoped to build a station. Chief Perils and Conquests 141 Ellis was found, and his permission was isked to build a house. *^ Build a house, but put up no fences and plow no land, ' ' he said, ^uflfly. These Indians regarded the earth IS their mother, because all things grew horn, it, so they felt it was sacrilege to plow the soil. However, in the spring the mis- sionary thought that the chief was feeling iifferently about the plowing, and he began :o break a piece of ground. Almost instantly he Indians surrounded him. With threaten- ng gestures they shouted, **Go! Gol you nust leave.'* It was of no use to reason with them. Pausing only to make a canoe, the mission- iry took his wife and all his goods down the jwollen stream to Wai-i-lat-pu. Their health T^SiS so much shaken by the experience that ;hey soon left for home by way of the Ha- ;vaiian Islands. It is good to read that those who were the ringleaders in driving away the teachers ;vere afterwards heartily ashamed of them- 5elves. Twenty years later the missionary in charge at the station at Kamiah told the In- iians he had received from the banished mis- donary a kindly letter of inquiry, asking af- 142 Winning the Oregon Country ter the welfare of those who had ruined his work. The old men who heard it expressed regret, and showed by renewed loyalty to their leaders that their sorrow for the past was real. The history of the Oregon mission is full of just such instances of the return in after years of bread cast on the waters. Perhaps the most remarkable was told of F. N. Grubbs, a son-in-law of Jason Lee, after a visit to Oregon in 1860. He knew that it had been Mr. Lee 's habit to carry with him books and papers wherever he went, and to give these to Indians whom he met by the way. If he had opportunity, he would pray with them. Sometimes acquaintances told him that this was a waste of time, but Mr. Lee 's only answer would be a smile. Mr. Grubbs was proud to think that he belonged to Mr. Lee's family, but he felt as others did that these wayside ministries of the first mission- ary in Oregon were rather useless. He changed his mind after a summer day when he was wrecked in a sailboat on the Colum- bia Elver. This is the story as he told it: ** After hours of toil and danger we reached the north bank, wet and worn, and Perils and Conquests 143 entered the lodge of an Indian. He was in feeble health. Our misfortunes seemed to arouse all his energies. He said he had heard of me, and that I was God's man; he was glad to see me. He then said that we both had one God; that he talked with that God every day. I asked him who told him of the great God he worshiped. ^The priest' was his reply. Immediately hurrying to the corner of the lodge he drew out a carefully folded buffalo-robe from beneath a number of other packages. Within this was a dressed deerskin, then that of a badger, then a piece of bright blue cloth enwrapping a small book. Holding it up, he exclaimed, ^This is God's book; the priest gave it to me.' On opening the book I was surprised to find it one of the early publications of the American Sun- day School Union. He evidently thought it the Bible, and I did nothing to destroy the innocent illusion. I now asked him the name of the priest. His prompt reply was * Jason Lee.' Then he told me that many years be- fore he heard Jason Lee talk to God, and he had talked to God ever since." ^ ' Hines, Missionary History of the Great Northwest, 272- 274. 144 Winning the Oregon Country The missionaries who traveled from sta- tion to station had many such accidents as that which brought Mr. Grubbs to the lodge of the Indian. Sometimes these ended for- tunately, but often lives were lost. One of the saddest accidents occurred to 1838 to the Kev. David Leslie, with whom were Mrs. White and her babe — the first male child born in Oregon. On their way home from a brief visit to the mission at The Dalles, while pass- ing the dangerous Cascades, the canoe filled and capsized, and all were thrown into the surging waters. Mrs. White was saved by the Indians and Mr. Leslie, but the babe was drowned. I Several years later a large party was mak- ing a river journey from Wai-i-lat-pu to The Dalles. There were six passengers in a large canoe, and five Indians. One of the passengers was the daughter of Mr. Leslie, who with Mrs. White had the narrow escape in the Cascades. At the head of the rapids above the falls four of the men stepped ashore, preparatory to letting the canoe down several rods further by means of a rope passed about a rock. The men fell into the river, letting go their hold of the rope. In- Perils and Conquests 145 stantly the canoe with all on board shot down a cataract. The nnfortimate passengers were never seen again. Daniel Lee was often in grave danger, but perhaps he was never nearer death than dur- ing a trip he made after cattle. The cattle were at the mission station on the Willa- mette, and were to be driven to The Dalles, a distance of one hundred and twenty-five miles. The way led through great forests, and across fearful gorges. There was no road — nothing but a faint Indian trail. For seven days Mr. Lee's party hewed a path through fallen trees, about thickets, and other heavy undergrowth. Then their food supply was entirely exhausted, and there was no sign of a way out of the forest. They had lost the trail. There was no game to be had. A horse was killed and part of the body was eaten for supper, while the remainder was dried for future use. The dried meat was eaten sparingly, but it was almost gone when an Indian village on the banks of the Clack- amas was reached. Here they rested, and were set in the right direction for home, where they arrived fourteen days after the beginning of the journey. 146 Winning the Oregon Country Jason Lee, too, had a narrow escape when he was traveling in search of a site for a new mission station. He ventured among the Umpquas, although he was told that many- travelers who had preceded him had never returned to tell the tale. Again and again it looked as if he would be shot from am- bush. At last a Frenchman named Gonica insisted that he take with him as guide and interpreter his Indian wife, who, being a rela- tive of the chief of the bloodthirsty band Mr. Lee planned to visit, could protect him from harm. The day after leaving Gonica the destina- tion was reached — three villages very close to each other in which lived some two hun- dred Indians. Mr. Lee and those who were with him rested in a tent half a mile from the larger village, prepared to wait — accord- ing to etiquette — ^until the Indians should come to them. For some time not a visitor approached them, and some in the party be- came alarmed. Could this mean that they were to be killed? Mr. Lee decided to wait no longer, and sent a message to the chief, asking for a conference. The answer was promptly made — three chiefs and fifty-five Perils and Conquests 147 warriors came to the missionaries, seated themselves in a circle, and coolly said that they were ready to hear what the visitors had to say. Mr. Lee replied by telling very briefly why he had come from his far-away home to Ore- gon. He told them he had heard that the In- dians were eager to know about the white man's God. It would have been far easier for him to stay at home, but he felt that he must go to those who were calling for the light. His friends did not want him to go. They had told him that he would lose his life. He was willing to die if he might first tell the Indians the things they needed to know. He had come to the Umpquas to tell them things that would help them. Did they care to hear? There was a tense silence. What would be the result of this speech? Would the In- dians act as friends had warned Mr. Lee and his companions they would do, and punish them for going among savages who made no secret of their enmity to the whites? They would soon know, for one of the chiefs was on his feet. They listened intently to his words, and this is what they heard: 148 Winning the Oregon Country * * Great chief : We are very much pleased i with our country. We love this world, and 1 desire to live a long while in it. We very much desire to become old men before we die. It is true we have killed many people, . but we have never killed any but bad people. Many lies have been told about us. We; have been called a bad people, and we are^ glad you have come to see us for yourselves. . All the white men we have seen before came ) to get our beavers; none ever came to in-- struct us. We are glad to see you. We wantt to throw away our bad things and become; good.'* After a brief service of prayer and praise, , the Indians returned to their lodges, and the^ missionaries went to their tents. They feared 1 nothing. But the wife of Gonica, and two In-- dians who were with her, were suspicious, and took steps against being surprised. Fearing that the treacherous savages would steal on the missionaries while they slept, the three kept a large fire burning before the tent. Then they watched all night long.:. Many times they caught sight of lurking In- dians hiding behind trees, just beyond thee light cast by the fire; evidently they weree Perils and Conquests 149 waiting for a good opportunity to plunder the camp, perhaps to kill the missionaries. Morning came, and the missionaries de- parted. The chiefs begged them to return, but when Mrs. Gonica told them of the night's experiences they felt that the task was hope- less, and they abandoned the idea of a mis- sion among the Umpquas. Just when Mr. Lee was feeling most dis- couraged because of such failures as this, a most notable revival began at The Dalles, and spread for fifty miles up and down the Columbia. A little while before the begin- ning of the revival the missionaries were arm- ing themselves for protection against the In- dians, for they feared an attack from them at any moment. Then some of the very men whom they feared most began inquiring the way of life. Almost at once there were so many inquiries that all activities at the mis- sion were dropped in order that the Indians might be taught how to come to Christ. An influential warrior named Boston sought Mr. Lee and said to him, ^'When I go home and lie down I think of your teach- ing, and I cannot sleep. I sleep little, and then I dream that I am in your meeting, and 150 Winning the Oregon Country my heart is all the time talking over what you say. My heart was formerly asleep, but now I see that it is awake. ' ' One of the Indians was heard to make this prayer, only a little while after his conver- sion: **0 thou great God on high, we now pray to thee. Our fathers knew thee not, they died in darkness, but we have heard of thee ; now we see thee a little. Truly we are wretched. Our hearts are blind — dark as night — our ears are closed. Our hearts are bad, full of evil, nothing good. Truly we pray now to thee. 0, make us good. Put away our bad hearts. Give us thy Holy Spirit to make our hearts soft. make our hearts good — all good — always good. Now we desire thee. come into all our hearts — ^now come. Jesus Christ, thy Son, died for us. Jesus, wash our hearts. Behold and bless. ^' Finally the interest became so great that a great camp-meeting was held near the mis- sion on the Willamette. The missionaries took up their quarters in tents, which were surrounded by the teepees of the Indians; there were fifty of these, each accommodating thirty or forty people. For one week the In- \ Perils and Conquests 151 dians remained and listened to the gospel. Then one hundred and fifty whites and In- dians were baptized and four or five hundred came together to receive the Holy Com- munion. Of the hundreds who confessed Christ at this time, scores were still living the Christian life ten years later. A visitor to the region more than fifty years after the revival found several who dated their belief in Christ from the camp-meeting on the Willamette. One of these was William Mackindon, who was John C. Fremont's trusted assistant in the peril- ous exploration of the Western country which gained for him the nickname, **The Pathfinder." The revival reached many who were stu- dents in the schools. Among these was the son of the chief of the W^alla Wallas, Peu- peu-mox-mox, or the Yellow Serpent. A few years later he gave the best sort of evidence of the reality of his conversion. He was at Sutter's Fort in California, where gold was later discovered. Some of the whites picked a quarrel with the chief's son, who refused to be drawn into a dispute. When he saw that they were determined to take his life, he 152 Winning the Oregon Country asked for time to pray. While he was on his j knees he was shot through the heart. The revival spread to the white settlers. One after another these gave their hearts to^i Christ. Finally a man who was known tod have sworn to kill at sight one who he felt had wronged him, became a Christian. Thet man whom he had threatened heard of this, and he came to the meeting — perhaps to seek I- the man whose enemy he was. His face was - dark as a thundercloud. Suddenly he fell on his knees and began to pray. Then he rose to his feet. He saw his enemy. They trembled, then rushed into each other's arms. The work for the white settlers became more and more important as the Indians of I the Willamette gradually disappeared. By\ 1842 there were so many white Christians in; the neighborhood of what is now Oregon City, Oregon, that a church was organized amongj them, and a building was erected — the first 1 church building on the Pacific Coast. The subscription list circulated among the mem- bers and their friends is still preserved. The names written there deserve to be remem- bered. Twenty-six men gave eight hundred and fifty-seven dollars, and two others whoc KIKST CHUKCil ON THK PACIFIC COAST "Twentv-six nion gave eight hundre.l !in **You are aware that there is no law in that country to protect or control American citizens. And to whom shall we look, to whom can we look for the establishment of 168 Winning the Oeegon Country :wiiolesome laws to regulate our infant but rising settlements but to tbe Congress of our own beloved country? The country will be settled, and that speedily, from some quar- ter, and it depends very much upon the speedy action of Congress what that popula- tion shall be, and what shall be the fate of the Indian tribes in that territory. It may be thought that Oregon is of but little im- portance, but, rely upon it, there is the germ of a great state. We are resolved to do what we can to benefit the country, but we throw ourselves upon you for protection. ' ' For some reason Congress was slow to act on the information thus given. Nothing was done at the time but to authorize the use of five thousand dollars of government funds toward the expenses of the company of American citizens Lee was planning to take with him when he returned to Oregon. The petition Lee had brought to Congress from the Pacific Coast and the letter he had written from the Atlantic Coast were filed away for future reference, to be brought to light at a later day. Then they were valua- ble helps in the fight for an American Ore- gon. Jason Lee^s Dash to Washington 169 It is difficult to imderstand how Congress conld have been so slow to act nntil we read the speeches of statesmen who opposed the petition for Oregon. One senator is reported as saying : *^We are nearer to the remote nations of Europe than to Oregon.'' In 1825 Senator Benton made a declaration that was quoted in Congress as late as 1844 : **The ridge of the Eockies should be for- ever a national boundary." Such arguments prevailed, and no action was taken. But the colonists, guided by the missionaries, would yet compel the action of Congress. MARCUS WHITMAN'S PERILOUS RIDE CHAPTER IX MARCUS whitman's PEEELOUS EIDB I am prepared to say that to my mind there is not the shadow of a doubt that Dr. Whitman, by his efforts with President Tyler and Secretary Webster in 1843, and his agency during the same year in conducting an immigrant train from the Western frontier to the Columbia Eiver, was instrumental in saving a valuable portion of the West to the United States. — Eells, More than two years had passed since Jason Lee's return from the East, and there was no evidence of activity on the part of Congress. Marcus Whitman felt that it was time to make another effort to persuade the authorities to come to the relief of the Amer- icans in the Oregon Country. Canadian set- tlers were coming to the upper valley of the Columbia, three hundred and fifty miles away. They had been brought over the moun- tains by the agents of the Hudson Bay Com- pany, who knew that the Oregon Country would finally be possessed by the nation that 173 174 Winning the Oregon Country first succeeded in settling it. There were al-j ready many Americans in the region, but it^ was thought that the migration from Canada! would give to British citizens so much powerj that American citizens would be compelled t( give up their plan to make the country their] own. The devoted Whitman was vitally inter- ested in the future of the country. He ha( come out from the East as a missionary t( the Indians, and he was doing his best to giv( the gospel to the red men. But he knew thal^ white men would come who would know ho^ to make better use than the Indians of th( fertile valleys and the mountains rich in ore.] As the Indians gave way to their successors,! he would have to change his method of work! and preach and teach the settlers. Was it not] proper to look forward to this time and by! every means in his power prepare to accom- plish his task? And how could his task bei accomplished unless the United States should be in control of the country? He recalled his talk with the missionaries] who felt just as he did. In his mind he went'l back to those spring days in 1838 when he! had gone over the whole ground with Jason Marcus Whitman^s Perilous Ride 175 Liee, who was then on his way to Washington io urge Congress to take action making Ore- gon American territory. Jason Lee had re- turned with the word that Congress did not Seem ready to act, but hopefnl that it would io so before it was too late. He had inspired others with the same hope, and their hope seemed to be well grounded because of the 3ompany of fifty-one whom Lee had piloted }ack with him. The knowledge that of the one hundred and fifty white people in Oregon the Americans had a large majority had caused them to feel secure. And when, in 1842, one hundred and twenty-five more jAmericans came in, it seemed that the land 'was won. But Whitman had heard of the coming of one hundred and fifty British subjects. He could not permit himself to rest longer in fancied security. It was the time to act, and to act decisively. Congress must grasp Ore- gon and hold it. How could Congress be persuaded to take action? Who could write a letter that would inspire with the vision of the coining West the men who lived in the East? And how could the letter be taken to Washington in 176 Winning the Oregon Countey time? Some one should go to WashingtoDj and at once. Who would go? The questions were unanswerable — ^til Marcus Whitman answered them by saying; decisively : *^Iwillgo!'' He consulted his wife. She said, **Go!" He talked to his associates. They, too, aftej some hesitation, said **Go!" He talked tc( General Love joy, who had come out with thei last party of American immigrants, and he^ said, * ' Go, and I will go with you ! ' ^ The travelers set out on October 3, 1842, taking with them a number of Indians who were to guide them by a new route over the mountains. As Dr. Marcus Whitman mounted his mule, ready to begin his long ride of nearly four thousand miles, he said: ^^My life is of little worth if I can save this country to the American people. ' ' Those who heard wondered if Whitman would indeed pay for his trip with his life.^ It was already late in the autumn. He would have to travel over the mountains in the depth of winter. They had tried to persuade ^ For route see map at end of book. Maecus Whitman^s Peeilous Ride 177 bim to wait till spring, but Ms answer had been that he could not wait, for it was only &ve months till Congress would adjourn. He knew the grave danger of the winter journey, but he would not delay because of danger. If it was in man's power to push through to Washington, he would succeed. j In eleven days Whitman was at Fort Hall, six hundred and forty-five miles on his way. There he met Captain Grant, a man who, six years before had done his best to persuade him to leave his wagon by the roadside. Once again attempt was made to discourage him. He was told that the trip he proposed was foolhardy in the winter season. Snow was already twenty feet deep in the mountains, and no one knew how much deeper it might be. Streams would be raging torrents. How could he hope to survive these perils 1 But Marcus Whitman only smiled, and pressed on. The Indian guides returned and other guides were secured who agreed to lead the way south to New Mexico. The new route would be much longer, but the region of snow would be sooner crossed. He was the first white man to take that route, and a new way was always x>^rilous. But he must be in 178 Winning the Oregon Country Washington before March 4, when Congress^' would adjourn. Some distance south from Fort Hall aa severe snow-storm began. Progress was slowv because of the drifts. No sooner was this^ storm safely left behind than another burst t in fury on the party. Further progress was: impossible, and the travelers made them- selves as comfortable as they could in a deep, dark ravine. After ten days, although the storm continued, Whitman resolved to con- tinue his journey. Once out of the shelter of the ravine the fury of the storm overwhelmed them and they lost their way and wandered for hours. They tried to return to the camp in the ravine, but they could not find their tracks. Dr. Whitman knelt in the snow and asked for God^s guidance and protection. When he rose from his knees, the g^aide no- ticed the action of the lead mule, which, after turning his long ears in various directions, began to plunge through the drifts. ** Fol- low the mule — ^he'U get us through,'' the guide shouted. Sure enough, in two hours they were back at the camp in the ravine. The guide refused to stay with the party longer, so Whitman went with him back to DR WHITMAN KNELT IN THE SNOW AND ASKED FOR GOD S GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION" Makcus Whitman^s Perilous Ride 179 iFort Uncompaligre for another guide. Mr. Love joy remained in charge of the saddle animals, and kept them alive on cotton-wood jbark. After seven days Whitman returned with the new guide, and the journey was resumed, only to be interrupted again by the Eio Grande, six hundred feet wide, but frozen only two hundred feet or so from either bank. Even in the summer season this is one of the most treacherous rivers in the West. The guide said the open stretch of water could not be crossed, but Whit- man rode his horse into the icy flood. Mr. Lovejoy wrote in his journal: **Away they went completely under water, horse and all, but directly came up, and after buffeting the waves and foaming current, he made for the ice on the opposite side, a long way down the stream, leaped upon the ice and soon had his noble animal by his side. The guide and I forced in the pack-mule and followed the Doctor's example, and were soon drying our frozen clothes by a comfortable fire. ' ' This was the most trying experience of the journey. But there were more storms, and 180 Winning the Oregon Country more rivers to cross. It was one of the se-^ verest winters known. If tlie northern routes had been taken it is doubtful if Whitman would ever have reached the Mississippi. As; it was, feet and hands and ears were f rozenj Again and yet again it seemed that the men must camp and wait for better weather. But each time Dr. Whitman argued, **I must be in Washington before March 4.'' Food grew scarce. The faithful dog was eaten, then a mule was killed. Fortunately, the meat thus secured lasted till Santa Fe was reached. What might have been a serious disaster overtook them while crossing the Arkansas Eiver. The camp ax was lost — and the ax is even more important to the frontiersman than his gun. This is how it happened : Whitman desired to cross the river to se- cure wood for fire to cook supper from the opposite bank ; as there was not a stick where they stood. The ice was too thin to bear his weight, so he adopted a method familiar to boys. Pushing the ax before him, he wrig- gled himself across on his stomach. Plenty of wood was cut and brought across. In some way the ax-handle was split dur- Makcus Whitman's Perilous Ride 181 [ing the journey. Deerskin was wound about I the break, and the ax was left under the edge [ of the tent. While the tired men slept a wolf i f stole into camp, was attracted by the deer- skin, and to secure it, dragged the ax from the camp. It was never seen again. Fortunately the distance to a settler's cabin where another ax could be secured was not great. But if the misfortune had oc- curred in the mountains of Colorado or New Mexico, the heroes might never have been seen again. When he reached St. Louis he was sadly I in need of rest, but he would not permit him- self to stop. One who saw him as he passed through the city wrote this vivid description of his appearance: *^He was of medium height, more compact than spare, a stout shoulder, and large head not much above it, covered with stiff iron- gray hair, while his face carried all the mus- tache and whiskers that four months had been able to put on it. He carried himself awkwardly, though perhaps courteously enough for trappers, Indians, mules, and grizzlies, his principal company for six years. He wore coarse fur garments with buckskin 182 Winning the Oregon Country breeclies. He had a buffalo overcoat, with a head hood for emergencies, with fur leggings and boot moccasins. His legs and feet fitted his Mexican stirrups. ' ' In St. Louis Whitman learned that a month after he left Oregon the Senate had confirmed a treaty with England which ar- ranged about a bit of the northeastern por- tion of the boundary line between Canada and the United States, but said nothing about Oregon. Then he was not too late! With grateful heart he hurried on. Mr. Love- joy had been left far behind, completely ex- hausted, but Whitman could not rest, for he must reach Washington before March 4 ! His determination enabled him to force his way through many obstacles, and he did fi- nally reach Washington — on March 3, 1843! With the directness of a man who knew just what he wanted, Whitman pleaded the cause of Oregon. He urged that at the very first opportunity an end be put to the period of joint occupation with Great Britain, and that the laws of the United States be put in force in the territory. He spoke of his re- gret that Oregon had not been mentioned in the treaty recently ratified, but he said he Marcus Whitman's Perilous Ride 183 noped this error would be corrected at an aarly date. He told of tlie smiling, fertile land that was waiting for the settler, of his hope that settlers would come from America, and of his feeling that none would come till there was a stable government. Before his return to Oregon he put in writ- ing the substance of his arguments, outlined a plan for a territorial government under the United States, and told in detail of a practi- cable route for immigrant trains across the plains and the mountains. The documents were forwarded to Washington. At once Whitman began a campaign to in- duce immigrants to return with him to Ore- gon in that very year. He was so successful that a large company was gathered. The plans for the start were made by Whitman, and he was the ever-present helper of the travelers. Dr. Spalding says of Whitman's activity on the trip westward: **He was the ministering angel to the sick, helping the weary, encouraging the wavering, cheering the tired mothers, setting broken bones, and mending wagons. He was in the front, in the center, and in the rear. He was in the rivers hunting out fords through the 184 Winning the Oeegon Country quicksand, in the desert places looking for water and grass, among the mountains hunt- ing for passes never before trodden by white men. At noontide and at midnight he was on the alert as if the whole line was his own family, and as if all the flocks and herds were his own. For all this he never asked nor ex- pected a dollar from any source, and espe- cially did he feel repaid at the end, when, standing at his mission home, hundreds of his fellow pilgrims took him by the hand and thanked him with tears in their eyes for all he had done." At Fort Hall Captain Grant, the servant of the Hudson Bay Company, tried to dis- courage the settlers from taking their wagons and farm tools with them. He pointed to a yard full of wagons and tools which other settlers had left behind. The immigrants were ready to do as he asked, till Whitman promised to help them through the moun- tains, wagons and all ! How he succeeded in the task he set him- self may be judged from a single incident of the way, after Fort Hall had been left be- hind : *'When the immigrants reached the Snake Marcus Whitman's Perilous Ride 185 River, Dr. Whitman proceeded to fasten wagons together in one long string, the strongest in the lead. As soon as the teams were in position, he tied a rope around his waist and, starting his horse into the current, swam over. He called to others to follow him, and when they had force enough to pull at the rope, the lead team was started in, and all were drawn over in safety; as soon as the leading teams were able to get foothold on the bottom, all was safe, as they, guided by the strong arms of the men pulling at the rope, pulled the weaker ones along.'' From the Snake River the caravan — one hundred and twenty-five wagons, one thou- sand head of cattle, sheep and horses, and about one thousand men, women, and children — went northwest, through the Blue Moun- tains and Grand Ronde and on to Wai-i- lat-pu. And Oregon was won for the United States, won by a peaceful invasion. The im- migrants, delighted by their new home, wrote home telling of the wonderful country. They wrote to congressmen and senators, urging the United States to make Oregon a part of the country. Everywhere there was discus- 186 Winning the Oregon Country sion of the qnestion, ^'Do we want Oregon?'^ And at last Congress, bowing to public sen^ timent, concluded a treaty with Great Brit-- ain for the possession of the land already occupied. Thus, on August 5, 1846, it came to pasj that the Oregon Country — ^including the pr( ent States of Washington, Oregon, and Idahi and parts of Montana and Wyoming, mor< than thirty-four times as much territory all of Massachusetts — found its way undei the American flag! America could claim the Oregon Countr because of the discovery of the Columbia Eiver by Gray, the exploration of Lewis and Clark, and the occupation by settlers and farmers. The account of Whitman's ride to Washington and his return with the immi- grant party shows the important part he played in making the country a part of the United States. The story of Whitman's Eide has been written in verse by Alice Wellington Rollins. Here is a part of the stirring poem: ** Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of a hero 's ride that saved a State. A midnight ride? Nay, child, for a year He rode with a message that could not wait. Marcus Whitman^s Perilous Ride 187 Eighteen hundred and forty- two; No railroad then had gone crashing through To the Western coast; not a telegraph wire Had guided there the electric fire; But a fire burned in one strong man's breast For a beacon light. You shall hear the rest. it tt Twenty-four hours he stopped to think. To think! Nay, then, if he thought at all, He thought as he tightened his saddle-girth. One tried companion, who would not shrink From the worst to come; with a mule or two To carry arms and supplies, would do, With a guide as far as Fort Bent. And she, The woman of proud, heroic worth. Who must part from him, if she wept at all. Wept as she gathered whatever he Might need for the outfit on his way. Fame for the man who rode that day Into the wilds at his country's call; And for her who waited for him a year On that wild Pacific Coast, a tear! It is December as they ride Slowly across the Great Divide; The blinding storm turns day to night, And clogs their feet; the snowflakes roll The winding-sheet about them; sight Is darkened; faint the despairing soul. No trail before or behind them. Spur His horse? Nay, child, it were death to stif! Motionless horse and rider stand. Turning to stone; till one poor mule. 188 Winning the Oregon Country Pricking his ears^ as if to say If they gave him rein he would find the way, Found it and led them back, poor fool, To last night's camp in that lonely land. " It was March when he rode at last Into the streets of Washington. The warning questions came thick and fast; 'Do you know that the British will colonize, If you wait another year, Oregon And the Northwest, thirty-four times the size Of Massachusetts? ' A courteous stare, And the Government murmurs : * Ah, indeed ! Pray, why do you think that we should care? With Indian arrows and mountain snow Between us, we never can colonize The wild Northwest from the East, you know. If you doubt it, why, we will let you read The London Examiner; proofs enough The Northwest is worth just a pinch of snuff.' ** You know the rest. In the books you have read That the British were not a year ahead. The United States have kept Oregon, Because of one Marcus Whitman. He Eode eight thousand miles, and was not too late! In a single hand, not a Nation's fate. Perhaps; but a gift for the Nation, she Would hardly part with it to-day, if we May believe what the papers say upon This great Northwest, that was Oregon. ' ' GUNS AND TOMAHAWKS CHAPTER X GUNS AND TOMAHAWKS The very Indians most benefited by the Mission, led by a miserable mixed-blood named Joe Lewis, who had been clothed and befriended by the Doctor, perpetrated the ter- ttible crime. — ^Meany. Only a few montlis after tlie United States jtook possession of Oregon, there was evi- dence of something wrong in the lodges of the Caynse at Wai-i-lat-pn, where the brave Whitman had again taken up his work. In- stead of the nsnal activity, there was the si- lence of death, except when the medicine-men were busy with their incantations. The braves went to fish in the streams only when driven by hunger. When night came they did not gather together about the camp-fire for an hour of companionable talk before lying down to sleep; they kept to themselves. Their heads hung low. They muttered sav- age threats, and looked in the direction of 191 192 Winning the Oregon Country Whitman's mission. The squaws had nc time to gossip with their neighbors, and when they had to come from the lodges too grind corn at the mill or to gather wood forr the fires, they returned as speedily as pos- sible. There was no sound of children 'ss laughter ; there were few children to be seem where usually they ran in troops about the^ camp. As the days passed, the men who had beeni going out to fish and the women who had I been busy with the most necessary camp* work were seen no more. Other men and women took their places. But what was wrong with them? They were gaunt and hol- low-eyed, and they tottered feebly as they walked. Yet they knew that they must keep moving, for there was work to be done. From nearly every lodge, they bore a burden wrapped in blankets and skins. They car- ried this without the camp. The burdens they carried were all the same shape, but they were not the same size. Some were as long as a man, others were about the size of a woman. Then there were bundles which made one think of a boy or a girl. And there were little bundles, so small that each one was Guns and Tomahawks 193 carried without effort, usually by a squaw who alternately crooned and moaned, as if she were talking to her child. Where were they going? What were they carrying? Where were all the children? What had become of the scores of men and women who, only a little while before, were in the camp ? Many of these were sick. And many more were dead. The strong had been nursing those who first fell sick; then the sick had risen to care for their nurses who took their places on the fur robes which were their beds, or to help in the sorrowful task of prepar- ing for burial the men and women and chil- dren who had died. Like a destroying wind the strange sick- ness ran its course. It was an epidemic of measles, and the Indians' sweat baths fol- lowed by cold baths killed even the strongest.^ When the last patients had either tottered * Their method of treating any disease of whicli fever was a part was to enter a pit into which hot rocks had been thrown, then casting water on the rocks to create a dense vapor, in which, stripped of clothing, they would remain until thoroughly steamed. Thence issuing stark naked and dripping with perspiration, they would plunge into an icy cold stream. Death was the almost inevitable result in cases of measles. — ^Lyman, The Columtia Biver, 205. 194 Winning the Oregon Country from their beds or been carried without the camp, the survivors openly declared that the missionaries were responsible for their suf- fering. Dr. "Whitman and his companions had been visiting the lodges during the sick- ness; they said they had come to help, but now the Cayuse decided they knew better. The missionaries wanted to kill the Cayuse that they might own the land! Why hadn't the poor Cayuse listened to those who, years before, told them that the missionaries were only waiting for a good chance to accomplish their purpose? The Cayuse had trusted the missionaries — and this was the result! The missionaries had used bad medicine, and the Cayuse were dead! As they talked of their suspicions, they recalled the death of Clarissa WTiitman, **the little white Cayuse Queen.'' They had felt at that time that something was wrong. They spoke of the mysterious deaths of boys and girls in the mission school. They told of the sufferings from malaria, and they charged every death for years to the evil influence of the missionaries. They said that the mis- sionaries worked cautiously in those days, and had been content to kill only one at a Guns and Tomahawks 195 time! But now they had grown bold and they had tried to destroy the camp at one blow ! Again and again Marcus "Whitman and his associates had explained to the Cayuse that much of their sickness was caused by failure to take care of themselves, or by unwise eat- ing, as, for instance, when they feasted on melons stolen from the patch at the mission. Then their barbarous way of treating the sick was responsible for the death of many who might have recovered. Once they had listened respectfully to explanations. But now their eyes were opened, and they knew that the explanations so carefully given were only a part of the awful plot to put them all to death! Their anger was so terrible as they thought of their wrongs that they were ready to listen to one who cried: **Let the white medicine-men die!" The cry was taken up. It was repeated not only by those who had refused to listen to the missionaries, but by many who had been closely associated with them for eleven years. Even members of the church in which Marcus Whitman was an elder, were carried away '196 Winning the Oregon Country by the blood-lust of the moment. And then the Indians made the agreement that the Wai-i-lat-pu mission, with all its members, should be destroyed. The faithful Is-ti-kus learned of the agree- j ment and hurried to Dr. Whitman. He urged him, *^Go away until my people have better hearts." The missionary went about his work as usual that day, visiting the sick and ministering to them. When he reached home late at night he told Mrs. Whitman of Is-ti- kus' warning. They decided that it would be wise to go to a place of safety as soon as they could leave the sick Indians. Brave Dr. and Mrs. Whitman! Hubert H. Bancroft made a true statement when he said of the Doctor: **He was no ordinary man. I do not know which to admire most in him, his coolness or his courage. His nerves were of steel, his patience was ex- celled only by his fearlessness. In the mighty calm of his nature he was a Cassar for Christ." And similar words might have been spoken of Mrs. Whitman. The blow fell on Monday morning, Novem- ber 29, 1847. Marcus Whitman had been out to the camp helping to bury an Indian. When ! Guns and Tomahawks 197 i he returned to tlie house he thought nothing of the presence there of several Indians. One of the men attracted his attention by asking for medicine. ** Another came behind him with tomahawk^ concealed under his blanket and with two blows in the back of the head, brought him to the floor senseless, prob- ably but not lifeless ; soon after Ti-lau-kait, a candidate for admission in our Church came in and beat and cut Dr. Whitman's face and cut his throat; but he still lingered till near night.^ **As soon as the firing commenced at the different places, Mrs. Hayes ran in and as- sisted Mrs. "Whitman in taking the Doctor from the kitchen to the sitting-room and placed him upon the settee. This was before his face was cut. His wife bent over him * This tomahawk was recovered, and it is one of the treas- ures preserved at the rooms of the Historical Society, Port- land, Oregon. ^The quotation is from the letter of Mr. Spalding. In the letter he wrote to Mrs. Whitman's parents, telling of the events of this terrible day. He mentioned Mr. Eogers, a young teacher; John and Thomas Sager, two of the orphans whom the Whitmans had adopted; Mr. Kimball, a settler from Indiana; and Miss Bewley, the daughter of a settler from Missouri. 198 Winning the Oregon Country and mingled her tears with his blood. It was all she could do. ** John Sager, who was sitting by the Doe- tor when he received the first blow, drew his pistol, but his arm was seized, the room fill- ing with Indians, and his head was cut to pieces. He lingered till near night. Mr. Eogers, attacked at the water, escaped with a broken arm and wound in the head, and rush- ing into the house, shut the door. The In-j dians seemed to have left the house now to' assist in murdering others. Mr. Kimball, with a broken arm, rushed in; both secreted themselves up-stairs. '*Mrs. Whitman in anguish, now bending over her dying husband and now over the sick; now comforting the flying, screaming children, was passing by the window, when she received the first shot in her right breast, and fell to the floor. She immediately arose and kneeled by the settee on which lay her bleeding husband, and commended her soul to God, and prayed for her children who were about to be made a second time orphans. **In the meantime the doors and windows were broken in and the Indians entered and commenced plundering, but they feared to go Guns and Tomahawks 199 into the chamber. They called for Mrs. Whitman and Mr. Rogers to come down and promised they should not be hurt. This promise was often repeated, and they came down. Mrs. Whitman, faint with the loss of blood, was carried on a settee to the door.'' A few moments later Mrs. Whitman was killed as she lay on the settee, pierced by many bullets. Then she was scalped by an Indian named Tam-suk-y. Mr. Rogers was shot at the same time. The children who crowded into the corners were saved from death by the appeal of an Indian more hu- mane than the rest who cried, **Do not shoot the children." This was only the beginning. The Cayuse, assisted by the Walla Wallas, rushed to the houses of the settlers, and killed a number of them. In all fourteen were slain, nine the first day, but the fate of those who died then was more fortunate than that of many of the party, women and children carried away cap- tive by the murderers. A number of the cap- tives died. The others were ransomed after two awful weeks, through the authority and generosity of the Hudson Bay Company. The five men who succeeded in escaping 200 Winning the Oregon Country from the station on that day of awful slaugh- ter did not rest till they had stirred up the United States authorities to apprehend the leaders among the murderers. Tam-suk-y was killed at the moment of arrest. Five others arrested with him were executed more than two years after the tragedy. This was the end of the Wai-i-lat-pu mis- sion. The missionaries were dead or scat- tered, and the Indians speedily vanished — driven away by the avenging settlers. In later years the murderers of Whitman frequently heard the sneer, * ^ They belong to the tribe that killed Whitman." From this taunt there was relief for none but those who listened to the appeals of missionaries and gave themselves to Christ. The revenge of the Wai-i-lat-pu Indians spread to some of the wilder spirits among the Nez Perces at Lapwai. Dr. Spalding learned of the danger when he was on his way to Wai-i-lat-pu to assist Dr. Whitman in caring for the sick Indians. When forty miles from his destination he met a rider who told him of the destruction of his friends. At once he turned and rode back to Lapwai as fast as his horse could carry him. From "Marcus Whitman," copyright 1901, Silver, Burdett & Company. THE FIRST GRAVE OF THE MARTYRS LEE MISSION CEMETERY I Guns and Tomahawks 201 But before he could reach her Mrs. Spald- ing heard the news from a settler who had escaped from Wai-i-lat-pu. He urged her to flee before the Nez Perces heard of it. But she trusted her Indians, and told them her- self. Their sorrow was great, especially when they thought that Dr. Spalding might have reached the field of bloodshed and have been among the victims. On Sunday morning several of the Nez Perces who had shown themselves most friendly to the Spaldings besought her to flee with her children to their camp. They told her they had heard threats against the fam- ily- Mrs. Spalding longed to be in safety. Her heart yearned for her children. But she stopped to think that it was Sunday. For years she had been teaching the Indians to keep the Sabbath holy. What impression would be made on their minds if she should be seen moving to the camp on that day? Her resolution was taken promptly. So she replied firmly: **I will not flee on the Sabbath day. The Lord can take care of me here." But early on Monday the Indian friends 202 Winning the Oeegon Country were back again. This time she went with them. And she was just in time. The aronsed Indians rushed upon her honse, but found it empty. In their anger at the escape of Mrs. Spalding, they carried away many articles and destroyed many others. As Dr. Spalding returned he feared the worst, but when he found his loved" ones safe at the Nez Perces ' camp, his heart overflowed with joy. The reunited family returned to their home, only to be driven from it once more when the Cayuse War, brought on by the Whitman massacre, broke up all the mis- sion stations in the region. Then, under guard of forty faithful Nez Perces, he took his family to Fort Walla Walla. It was his joy to return to his work after many years' absence, but Mrs. Spalding died four years later. Her most lasting monument was built in the hearts of the Nez Perces who, when asked why they keep the Sabbath, sometimes tell the story of her refusal to flee for her life on the Sabbath day. When the heroes and martyrs of Oregon are named, Jason Lee should be given a place among them. While it is true that he was Guns and Tomahawks 203 not called upon to suffer a violent death at the hands of the Indians, his life was sacri- ficed in the interests of the work he loved. When, in 1844 — three years before the Whit- man massacre — he went East for the last time, he was worn out by exposure,exhausted by the strain of his work, and an easy vic- tim of disease. In his native town, Stan- stead, Connecticut, he preached his last ser- mon in November, 1844. Those who looked on his wasted form shook their heads; they felt that he could never return to Oregon as he longed to do. They were right. On March 12, 1845, he fell asleep. He was only forty-one years old. But how much he had accomplished in his short life! Although he was buried in Connecticut, his body in 1906 was taken back to the country for which he gave his life. MONUMENTS MORE LASTING THAN BRASS CHAPTER XI MONUMENTS MOKE LASTING THAN BRASS The missionaries, Lee and Whitman, bore each his part, and a great one, in the great final result. It is not too much to say that of the various lines of influence by which the valley of the Columbia became American territory, that of missions was one of the strongest. — ^Lyman. In 1893 Miss Sue McBeth, one of the suc- cessors of Dr. Spalding at Lapwai, had com- pleted a dictionary and grammar in Nez Perce. When she died she left directions that these should be sent to the Smithsonian Institution at Washington. The manuscripts were packed in a box and delivered to the express company, which planned to carry it by river steamer, then by rail. The steamer was wrecked, and the box disappeared. Anxious inquiries were made for it, but there seemed no hope of recovering the precious documents. A farmer who lived some miles below the spot where the steamer was lost — the only 207 208 Winning the Oregon Country farmer on the river from tlie source to the mouth — was attracted by many floating boxes and bales. Among these he saw a red box. He had allowed other things to float past, but for some reason he felt that the box must be rescued. He plunged into the river on horseback, as he went making a noose in the rope attached to the saddle. With this he succeeded in lassoing the box just as it was entering some rapids where it would have been dashed to pieces. He pulled it ashore, opened it, recognized the Nez Perce charac- ters which he had learned from Miss McBeth, and decided that the manuscript must belong to the mission. In order that he might re- store it in as good condition as possible, he separated the pages and spread them out to dry. Then the pages were put in order once more, and the box was sent on its way. This story of the disappearance and provi- dential preservation of the manuscript in the red box is a picture of the preservation of the work of Oregon's pioneer missionaries through the years succeeding the interrup- tion of missionary work caused by the massa- cre at Wai-i-lat-pu and the Indian wars that followed. Perhaps it seemed for a time that I I More Lasting Than Brass 209 the work had been done in vain. Many thought that it had left behind no more trace than a stick when it is withdrawn from the water into which it has been thrust. But all the time God was taking care of the work. He did not permit the efforts of faithful men and women to be lost. And so from time to time the exclamation has been made by persons who have been studying events in Oregon and Washington and Idaho, *^Why, this is a result of the mission work done sixty or seventy years ago by those missionary pio- neers!" As the years pass there is more and more recognition of the fact that Jason Lee and Marcus Whitman and Dr. Spalding and their wives and associates are still speak- ing in that Western land through the de- scendants of those who were inspired by them to live for God. Some of the churches in which the pioneers preached and worshiped have disappeared, but in all parts of Oregon and Washington are other churches, which were founded through the agency of the early immigrants. As the immigrant trains passed by Wai-i- lat-pu, or The Dalles, they talked with the missionaries. Many of them were welcomed 210 Winning the Oregon Country to the homes of the missionaries because they were sick or weary or lonely. The thought of the earnest lives of these men and women would remain with the visitors as they went on to begin their battle with the wilderness^ and the new homes would be blessed by the memory. Many a man who had grown care- less during the long, rough journey across the plains and over the mountains would be turned back to a useful life because of a kind word or a loving deed. Many a woman who had felt that there was no use trying to be a Christian under the new conditions would take fresh courage, as she watched gentle Mrs. Whitman or faithful Mrs. Spalding teaching the Indians or ministering to the sick or caring for the orphan children of emi- grants. True Christian example was touch- ing life after life among incoming settlers. And when other immigrants came who did not stop at the mission station, they would make their homes among neighbors who had been strengthened in Christian faith or held back from evil courses by the influence of the missionaries. The presence of these neigh- bors would have its effect, until gradually there would be communities where Christians More Lasting Than Brass 211 v'ere respected and careless living was rowned upon. Churclies organized in many such commu- dties owed their inspiration to missionaries vho had never seen the towns in which they ;7ere planted. In fact, it would be no more ;han just to say that every church spire in ;he Oregon of to-day is a monument to the jarly missionaries. Some of the far-reaching results of the work among the Indians can be more defi- litely traced. When Dr. Spalding left Lap- wai in 1847, he feared that the work of years would go for nothing. But eight years after his departure visitors to the Indians at Lap- wai found that in the lodges of hundreds there was regular morning and evening fam- ily worship, while there was public worship on Sunday. In the homes and in the church the Nez Perces rejoiced to sing the hymns and read the book of Matthew which Mrs. Spalding had first translated and then printed on the press sent to the mission from the Sandwich Islands. And all this when there was no mis- sionary to guide them! A few of their own number pleaded with the Indians to be faith- 212 Winning the Oregon Country fill. *^When Dr. Spalding comes back hi must find us living as he taught us/' the; would say. But there came a period when the pleas oi the leaders seemed to be unheard. An Indiai agency was established where the Lapwa| Creek joined the Clearwater, and with it cam( evil influences. Eough men among the sol- diers and those who followed the arm^ tempted the Indians, and they fell. Theyl were encouraged in drinking, swearing, gam-; bling, and lying. Still they kept up their cus- tom of family prayers, the blessing at table, and the Sunday gatherings for worship. These observances seemed to be only a form, however. Were the Indians forgetting! Those who knew them then say that while they may have forgotten some of the com- mandments, parents were particular to keep before the minds of their children, **Eemem- ber the Sabbath day to keep it holy," **Thou shalt not kill, ' ' and ^ ^ Thou shalt not steal. ' * There came a day in 1870 when four young Yakima braves came to the camp of the Nez Perces. They had been trained by Mr. Wil- bur, a missionary on the Yakima reservation. When they saw the way the Nez Perces were More Lasting Than Brass 213 living, they were mueh troubled ; it seemed to tliem awful that men and women who prayed and sang hymns and went to church should drink with the lowest of the white men. The young men talked to one another about the bad things they saw, and they said that some- thing must be done. But what could be done ? There ought to be a missionary there to teach the men and women better ways. Yet where could they get a missionary? While they were puzzling over their prob- lem, the most earnest of the young men said : *^We must be missionaries here. Father Wilbur said to us we must tell others about Jesus.'' Then those four young Indians began to preach to the Nez Perces. At first there were only a few who came to hear. They were angry. Why should these Yakimas talk to them as if they were bad men? They were Christians ! But as the young men preached on, they had less to say. They went home and told their friends about the meetings. More and more people came to hear the gos- pel. Some of them came to make fun of the speakers, but before long they were on their knees praying, crying out to God for for- 214 Winning the Oregon Country giveness and strength to lead a better life. So great was their sorrow for sin that men sobbed with the women. The spot where the meetings were held is still known as *Hhe place of weeping.*' They threw away their bottles, their pipes, and the feathers and tails of animals which they carried with them as charms to drive away evil spirits. Many who had forgotten the lesson the missionaries ; taught them about marriage stood up and were married in meeting. They were not sure that the Yakima leaders could marry them, but they could not wait till a mission- ary should come. The people afterward showed by their lives that they were in earnest. Thirty years later, when there were six churches among the Nez Perces, there were members in each of these who had become Christians when the four consecrated Yakimas preached the gospel at Lapwai. All these years Dr. Spalding had not been far away, longing for the chance to return to his people at Lapwai. Twenty-four years he waited. Then came the news of the great meeting and its results. A strong hand was neiaded to guide the converts. Dr. Spalding More Lasting Than Brass 215 felt that he must go at once. So, in 1871, he was again among the Indians who were show- ing that they had not forgotten the lessons learned in the mission school and the church so long ago. The seed sown then had only been buried out of sight. Now it was spring- ing into life. Dr. Spalding was nearly seventy years old, but he rode about as if he were twenty years younger. He preached in many places, he visited in the homes of the Indians, he re- ceived them to membership in the churches. They came by scores and by hundreds. The revival begun before his arrival continued for years. Two years after his coming he had received into the church at Lapwai 155 men and 189 women, into the church at Ka- miah, 123 men and 188 women, into the church at Spokane, 112 men and 141 women. He spoke of all these members as if they be- longed to the old first church of Oregon, or- ganized at Wai-i-lat-pu in 1838. Perhaps he was right, for the Nez Perce churches all grew out of the work done by Whitman and his associates in that church. But the Wai-i-lat-pu church had had a still wider influence. Not only did these three 216 Winning the Oregon Country churclies grow out of it, but three more churches among the Nez Perces, two among the Spokanes, one among the Umatillas, one among the Shoshones of southern Idaho, and one among the Shivwits of Utah. A few years ago one who lived at Lapwai spoke of the fact that on a Sunday morning, from the top of a high hill, one could look this way and that and see the ponies with their riders descending the steep hillsides, and count the spring wagons emerging from the canyons. All trails led to the church, and every trail was thronged. The churches have Indian officers and In- dian ministers. Early in the service they repeat their version of The Lord's Prayer: 1. Nunim Pisht Aishniwashpa imim wanikt hautnin Kam watu. 2. Imim miohatoit ki anashapautsasham, Imim Kutki anashapautsam uyikashliph Ka Kush aishniwashpa, hikutanih. 3. Taka lahaipa hipt natsnim taksain. 4. Nuna wasatiai nashwaunim Ka Kush nun titokana wasatiai awaunaitanih. 5. Wat mat anashtahinawiyukum nuna, matu taklai nuna shapakapshish wiatupkinih More Lasting Than Brass 217 natsnahwuinukum : Imim awam inakanikt, imim awam Kapskapsnawit, imim awam sis- keiwit Kunku. Amen.^ And tlien they sing in their own tongue, the old church hymns, hundreds of which have been translated for them. A favorite with all is *'The Lord Is My Shepherd''. 1. Lord hewash inim suptiumkawat, In watu hiyahnu, Ipnim sapatamaliku ina Yos-yospa tsik-tsikpa. 2. Ipnim hetelkakiku ina Kots-allie. Inim wakaswit heleulimkanu Ipnimki wanekitki. 3. Sekounie ipskekiku Tinkinim poholpa, Im ah wiatwatsam ina ; Inim Jakin sapahipstuenash. *This version and that of the hymn which follows con- form to the rendering given in Kate C. McBeth, TJie Nes Perces Since Lewis and ClarJc, 251, 252. I 218 Winning the Oregon Country 4. Ekuin taatswit wah misheyoukt, Tewiktatasha ina; In touyaneku Lordnim Init Kunku wah kunku. For many years there was no one who took more delight in the singing than old elder Billy Williams, the man who listened to Dr. Spalding's advice to plant potatoes and won his wife because of the splendid crop he gathered. Often Billy was asked to sing the church hymns for visitors. Once Miss Fletcher, a teacher in the Lapwai school, asked him to sing one of the heathen songs. A look of determination came into his face as he answered, '*I love Miss Fletcher, but I I cannot do that without hurt to my own soul.'' In his early life Billy was so eager for Bible instruction that once he traveled sixty miles to a missionary teacher with fifty-two Bible pictures — one for each Sunday in the year — carefully wrapped in a large handker- chief. He asked to have them explained. The teacher agreed to do this if he would come to her for a little while every evening. He agreed to stay near by, then listened to his lesson every evening and went home to ELDER BILLY WILLIAMS Who listened to Dr. Spalding's advice to plant potatoes and won his wife" MoEE Lasting Than Brass 219 think far into the night of what he had been told. Becanse there were many Indians as sin- cere as Billy, the Indian churches have put to shame many white settlers near, and these have resolved to live purer lives. Oregon's first schools as well as her first churches grew directly out of the work of the pioneer missionaries. The primitive school opened by Cyrus Shepard in 1834, as soon as he and Jason Lee were able to throw a build- ing together, prospered from the day the first curious Indian boys and girls entered its doors. After a while, when without further facilities, it seemed impossible to teach the Indians the joy of laboring with their hands, the Manual Labor School was opened. There the boys were shown the mysteries of car- pentering and painting and blacksmithing, and the girls were taught to sew, to cook, to weave baskets, and to do many other useful things. The Indians grew fewer and fewer as the settlers came in from the East. The Manual Labor School was almost deserted. A school was needed in its place for the boys and girls of American parents, many of whom hesita- 220 Winning the Oregon Country ted to go to tlie new land because there were no schools. To help these boys and girls and the boys and girls who would come in later years the Oregon Institute was opened at Salem — the first school for higher education on the Pacific Coast. Many said it was foolish to open such a school. They asked where the pupils were to come from. There were less than ten thou- sand people in all of what is now Washing- ton and Oregon. There was no Portland, no Seattle, no Tacoma. The largest town in the whole country held less than four hundred people. There were practically no roads. One of the first teachers who came to the In- stitute was obliged to reach it by canoe and ox-cart. But the people who had seen the work of the Shepard Indian School and Manual Labor School said that the Institute was needed as much as those others had been needed. And the school was opened. Hundreds of boys and girls were trained there and sent out into homes all over the Oregon Country. As the school had become the Institute, so the Institute became the University. Wil- lamette University was founded at Salem to OREGON INSTITUTE The first school for higher education on the Pacific Coast 1 i f Jl 1^. I I^T li'll ... i S'u^ i M LULEB-f-f^ 1 1 ^S^.-^q ^^^^ ..ll,;..i"" ■ faHH ■ • I PK" H^"* 1 >" fSSSEmBSBF^^^tSm^ |^7^:S :=. ^-"11 ■'^r^H^p^^ ^^^^^^^^"^'V -'..'-" EATON HALL One of the buiklings of Willamette University w More Lasting Than Brass 221 train the young people sent to it from acade- mies like that at Portland, which was opened when the city had less than one hundred pop- ulation. The site of the school at Wai-i-lat-pu has become the site of a college. For a few years after Whitman's massacre the site of the mission was deserted. Then one who had known Marcus Whitman and his wife, the Eev. Gushing Eells, visited the grave of the martyrs. At first he thought there should be a great monument there. Then he thought that his martyred friend, if he could choose, would prefer that a Christian high school open to boys and girls, should be built near the spot where he gave his life for his In- dians. So Mr. Eells bought the farm on which Mr. and Mrs. Whitman had settled more than twenty years before, and near it in the vil- lage of Walla Walla he planned to open Whitman Seminary. He toiled on the farm to raise money to pay for the building. He plowed, he reaped, he cut cordwood, and as he worked he thought with joy that he was so much nearer the accomplishing of his dream. Mrs. Eells made butter and raised 222 Winning the Oregon Country chickens in order that she might add to the fund. And when husband and wife grew weary they needed only to go to the door of the house and look out at the grave where the body of Whitman lay, to gain fresh strength for their work. After five years of labor on the farm Mr. and Mrs. Eells had saved four thousand dol- lars. Then they were ready to plan for the first building of the Seminary. The school grew and became a college into whose halls come yearly scores of young men and women who are taught the lessons that will make them want to go out into the world and carry on the work of the martyrs whose grave is so near at hand. The monuments of the pioneer missionaries have not merely been carved in marble ; they are to be found in the churches and schools of the great Northwest, and in the lives of the people who enter their doors. THE COUNTRY WON CHAPTEE XII THE COUNTKY WON Had it not been for the missionary operations among the Indians in Oregon, it is likely that we might never have secured permanently any of the Oregon territory, or, if any, only that which lies south of the Columbia Eiver. — Mo"\vey. Those statesmen at Washington, who thought that the Oregon Country was a worthless tract of mountain and desert should look at the *^ worthless tract '^ to-day! They would indeed see lofty mountains with snow-clad summits and glacier-covered sides, great river gorges like that of the Columbia, whose cliffs are four or ^ve thousand feet high, which would lead them to think that they were right in their contempt for Ore- gon. But if they could look on the smiling valleys, the fertile fields, the placid lakes, and the great rivers, they would not be sur- prised to see the populous towns and cities. It was long thought by those who knew nothing of the country that the weather must 225 226 Winning the Oregon Country be very hot in summer and very cold in win- ter. Yet settlers west of the Cascades have found that the climate in the valleys is more like that of parts of California or Florida. Where snow falls it is quickly melted by the warm Chinook winds from the Pacific. There is rain in abundance, but most of it falls in the winter ; and it is all needed to prepare the land for the abundant harvests yielded. East of the Cascades the climate is more like that of Central New York. Visitors are astonished by the size of the Oregon Country. Perhaps the best way to realize the truth is to look at a map of other parts of the United States. If one should take all the New England States and should imagine three Delawares and the District of Columbia added to them, he would have a notion of the size of Washington. He will find that Oregon is larger than New York, Pennsylvania, and Ehode Island if they were joined together. The distance from the southern line of Ore- gon to the British Columbia line — across the two States of Oregon and Washington — is the same as the distance from New York City west to Toledo, or from Quebec to the SECOND AVENUE, SEATTLE, WASHINGTON I The Country Won 227 western end of Lake Ontario, or from Ham- burg, Germany, to Bern, Switzerland. Of course mnch of this vast territory is mountainous, but a large proportion is made up of some of the richest land in the world. East of the mountains is a region called **The Great Inland Empire, '^ more than twice the size of New England, which, until a generation ago, was thought to be a desert waste. That section has become one of the largest and richest grain fields on earth. It was found that the land needed nothing but water to change it from a desert to a garden, and there was water in abundance from the melting snows on the mountains. Men had only to build reservoirs to store the water and ditches to convey it to the waiting fields, and the transformation came. One can easily see the difference made by the water by going to a spot where the ditches stop. On one side of him he will see crops growing lux- uriantly ; on the other side he will see nothing but the sage-brush desert. One of the most barren places was long used by the people of a mining town as a dump heap. They laughed when they heard that some men from Boston had bought three 228 Winning the Oregon Country hundred acres of the despised land and were | planning to irrigate it. But they did not laugh when they saw the sage-brush disap- ijj pear and orchards of apple, peach, and cherry trees take its place. The fruit ripened ear- lier there than elsewhere in the West. Those three hundred acres soon became one of the richest parts of what has been called **The World ^s Fruit Basket.'' Millions of acres are covered by immense forests — the largest forests in the country. Hundreds of sawmills are cutting the trees into lumber for use all over the world, yet there are trees enough to last at the present rate of consumption until 1960. Wise men are asking the owners of the timber to be careful in the way they cut it and to plant new trees in the place of those they cut down, in order that these forests may last forever, for the benefit of future generations. The rivers down which the missionaries made their way from the mountains to the sea are as abundant in their gifts as the mines. If all the salmon taken from the Columbia in thirty years could have been loaded on freight cars at one time, the cars would make a train two hundred and eighty miles long. The Country Won 229 These fish sold for enough to build a railroad from New York to San Francisco. On the rivers and in the valleys are towns and cities whose rapid growth is the wonder of the nation. Prosperous towns and villages are everywhere, several of them in spots made sacred by the homes of missionaries. Through the towns and cities great transcon- tinental railways have been built. Some of these lead to Puget Sound, an arm of the sea as large as several counties. Its waters are so deep that they give safe refuge to the larg- est vessels as these take on their cargoes for Asia. Those who have studied that great region say that some day fifty million people will make their homes there — as many as lived in the entire United States in 1880, or as now live in Canada and Great Britain. And this was the country which men once said was so worthless that they would not take it as a free gift ! Jason Lee, Marcus Whitman, and the men and women of faith who worked with them, had a very different notion. Because of God's blessing on their vision and their work, the great Northwest which Lewis and 230 Winning the Oregon Country Clark had visited in 1805 was won for the United States. In 1905 the people of the old Oregon coun- try held at Portland, Oregon, a great expo- sition to celebrate the hundredth anniversary of this exploring tour of Lewis and Clark. It was the purpose of those who planned the exposition to call the attention of the world to the wonders of the States of Washington, Oregon, and Idaho, which have been carved out of the Oregon territory. There were com- paratively few who realized that attention would be called also to the beginnings of Christian missions in Oregon, or to the fact that the first missionaries gave the country its start as a part of the nation as well as a part of Christ's kingdom. But the eyes of many were opened and their hearts were lifted in praise to God as they read the thril- ling and inspiring story of the early days of consecrated service and willing martyrdom. What wonder if there are to-day in those States thousands who thank God that they live in a part of the country that was molded for Christian civilization by servants of the King! What wonder that those whose eyes have been opened love the cause of missions xV ,.\ f f f w !^flMJ A LEADING BUSINESS THOROUGHFARE, PORTLAND, OREGON I i The Country Won 231 and eagerly take their part in sending the gospel to people who have not heard it ! Among the tens of thousands of visitors who went to the Pacific Northwest during the exposition there were those to whom the won- ders of the land meant far more than to the average tourist, for they were thinking of the missionary pioneers whose faithful lives had made all this region holy ground. As they crossed the snow-clad mountains they thought of Whitman's winter ride, when he was buf- feted by storm, and was lost in the wilder- ness. As they passed down the valley of the Willamette, they pictured Jason Lee's lonely life and his perilous canoe trips through the rapids and among the cascades. When they looked on the fertile farms well supplied with cattle and implements, they had a vivid pic- ture of the six-hundred-mile trip to Califor- nia in search of Oregon's first cattle; of the persistent pioneer who would not be kept from taking the first wagon over the moun- tains ; of the long train of wagons that fol- lowed, and their burden of men and women and children; of the missionaries who led the way for these travelers, and the wives who welcomed to their homes the sick and the 232 Winning the Oregon Country orphans. And as they beheld comfortable homes in secluded valleys or in busy cities and towns, they thought of the brave woman whose heart leaped for joy when — ^with the sound of howling wolves in her ears — she entered her log house with one room, and without windows or doors ! There were thoughtful pilgrims who went out of their way to stand for a little while at the peaceful spot where rest the bodies of the missionaries martyred at Wai-i-lat-pu. Eev- erently they read the inscription on the monument erected by grateful Christians. There must have been some who thought of the inscription carved on a tablet in St. PauPs Cathedral, London, to the memory of Christopher Wren, the architect of the great structure : * * Si quaeris monumentum, circum- spice!" (**If you seek his monument, look around you!") The monument of' "Whitman, and Lee, and Spalding, and Gray, and all the rest of the missionaries who gladly laid down their lives for the people of the Oregon Country, is the great valley of the Columbia. That region was won for Christ by their works of faith, their labors of love. INDEX Alton, Illinois, 165 American, flag, 79; occupation of Oregon, 159; Sunday- School Union, 143 Americans in Oregon Country, 105, 125, 173; additions to, 161, 165, 168, 175, 185 Appearance, Whitman's, on reaching St. Louis, 181 Asia, trade possibilities of, with Oregon Country, 161 Assassin's work, an, 96 Astor, John Jacob, 19 Astoria, 20 B Baby Whitman's death, 122; effect on the mission, 123, 194 Bancroft, Hubert H., quoted, 196 Baptisms, first Christian, in Oregon, 107; others, 151 Barrows, quoted, 45, 61, 78 Bewley, Miss, death of, 197 Bible, attempt of Nez Perces to find, 25-41; doubts cast on the story, 47; doubts re- moved, 48; result, 42, 61, 62, 8Y Bible stories deeply interest the Indian children, 93, 94 Billy Williams, Indian elder, 218; winning of his bride, 127, 128 Bitter Root Mountains, 14 Bonneville, Captain, 27, 28 "Book of Heaven," the, 25-42, 68, 94, 98 Boone, Daniel, referred to, 12 Bread cast on the waters, 142, 143 British subjects in Oregon Country, 20, 58, 85, 173-175, 188 Buffalo country, 54 Busy missionaries, 103 C California, cattle brought from, 100 Camping at night, 75 Canadians in Oregon, 173 Canton, China, Lewis and Clark map from, 16; sea- men trading at, 3, 4 Captive whites, 199 Cascade Mountains, climate M^est of, 226 Cascades of the Columbia, dis- aster at, 144 Catholic missionaries, 26 Catlin, George, Indian pic- tures by, 40, 41 Cattle, need of in farm work, 99; brought from Califor- nia, 100, 101 Cayuse, Indians, 85, 86, 119; parent makes trouble, 97, 98; war, 202 Children's hopes from mission schools, 91 233 234 Index China, fur trade with, 3-5 131; at Wai-i-lat-pu, 131; Chinook, Indians, 7; winds, under the Yakima braves, 226 and Dr. Spalding, 213-216 Cholera, successful treatment Cook, Captain, referred to, 4, of by Dr. Whitman, 69 9, 12 "Cho-pun-nish," native name Council-fire talk, 17, 18 for Nez Perces, 34 Cowlitz Plains, the, 58 Christ. See Jesus Christ Christ Church, St. Louis, 35 D Christian, Indians, 94, 117, 118, 150 - 152, 211 - 219; Dalles, The, of the Columbia^ whites, 152, 210, 211 104; disaster at, 144; work- Church, at Kamiah, 215; at ers sent to, 104 Lapwai, 215, 216; at Ore- Dana, R. H., referred to, 101 gon City, 152; at Spokane, Danger warnings to mission- 215; at Wai-i-lat-pu, 131, aries, 96, 124, 146, 196, 201 215, 216; later churches in- Diary quoted, Jason Lee's, 53; fluenced by the mission Lewis and Clark's, 15 work, 209-211, 213, 216 Discovery, the ship, 34 Civil and missionary history Distrust of Dr. Whitman, In- combined in Pacific North- dian, 124 west, 91 Divide, the continental, 54, 66, Civilization, dawn of, in Ore- 187 gon, 85; learning manual Doubts cast on Nez Perces work a part of it, 98, 99 delegation, 47; refuted, 48 Clackamas River, 145 Downing, Susan, becomes Mrs. Clarissa Whitman, 120-122, Shepard, 107 194 Clark, General William, 12- E 19, 33-38, 41, 48; Mrs., 36 Clearwater River, 14, 83; Eells, Rev. Cushing, quoted, Spalding located on or near, 173; Whitman Seminary 87 founded by, 221, 222 Climate and soil, 183, 225-228 Effect on the mission of Columbia Rediviva, the, 10, 11 Clarissa Whitman's death, Columbia River, discovered, 123, 194 10, 186; named, 11; mouth Ellis, chief at Kamiah, 141 of, 136; region of, 5, 57, 59, Epidemic of measles, 192, 193 149, 173, 225, 232; salmon Explorers in peril saved by from, 228, 229 Indian woman, 18 Congress, petitions to, 158, 159, 161, 167; results, 159, F 168, 169 Continental divide, 54, 66, 187 Faith of early workers justi* Conversions, along the Colum- fied, 229, 230 bia, 149-152; at Lapwai, Family prayers, 114, 118 I Index 235 Far-reaching act of unfurling American flag, 79 Farms aid missions, 94, 113- 119, 126, 127, 221, 222 Farm work taught the In- dians, 94, 95, 98, 116-119, 127 Farnham, T. J., account of the mission by, 117 Felice, the ship, 10 First book printed at the mis- sion, 130 First church in the Oregon Country, 130 Fisheries in the Oregon Coun- try, 228, 229 Fisk, Wilbur, quoted, 46 Flathead Indians, 36, 55, 83 Fletcher, Miss, 218 Food demands at the mission, 126 Fourth of July, 1836, 79 Fort, Hall, 177, 178, 184; Un- compahgre, 179; Walla Walla, 85, 202 Fremont, J. C, referred to, 151 French Canadians, 105, 107, 161 French Prairie, 59 "Fruit Basket, The World's," 228 Fur trade with China, 3-5 Fur traders* caravan, 73, 75 Funeral, first on the Pacific slope, 57 G God, 49; Indian seekers of, 25-42; name of, 118; pray- er to, 114, 122, 143, 150, 178, 198; teaching about, 19, 25-28, 35, 37, 56, 80, 147 Gtold, discovery of at Sutter's Fort, Cal., 151 Orant, Captain, 177, 184 Gray, Captain Robert, 10 Gray, W. H., mills built by, 128; on the march, 74; quo- ted, 65, 232 Green River and camp on, 67, 79, 83; greeting from, to caravan, 80, 81 ; reception to the missionaries, 84 Grubbs, F. N., 142 H Hall, E. O., 129 Hawaiian Islands, 161, 167. See also Sandwich Islands Hayes, Mrs., 197, 198 Heceta, Bruno, explorer, 9 Hines, Thomas Henry, quoted, 3, 91, 142 Hi-youts-to-han, Nez Perc6 Indian, 30, 41, 42 Ho-has-till-pilp, Nez Perce chief, 26 Home ties lacking in the Northwest, 104 Honest Indians, 114 Horn, Cape, 136, 167 Horseflesh and muleflesh as food, 14, 119, 180 Horsemanship of Indians and traders, 80, 81 Hudson Bay Company, 20, 25; barges of, 58; generosity of, 199; not favorable to settlers and missionaries, 59, 60, 157; yet satisfaction expressed by gift, 99, 100 Idaho, 17, 186, 216, 230; Uni- versity of, at Moscow, 128 Imagined scene of mission children, 137, 138 Immigrants influenced by the missionaries, 209, 210 236 Index Impressions made by the wives of the missionaries, 82, 83 Incantations of medicine-men, 191 Independence, Missouri, 49, 50, 06 Indian, agency as an evil in- fluence, 212; beliefs, 7, 8; boy*s speech about rum, 1G6; boys in East with Whitman, 69, 74, 75; churches and members, 215, 216; enemies, 54; finery, 83, 84; wars, 208 Indians, beliefs and early con- ditions, 7; hopes unfulfilled, 9; ill-treated by whites, 20, 21; legends of sea-faring people, 8, 9; murders by, at Wai-i-lat-pu, 197; pictures of by Catlin, 40; receive Lewis and Clark, 15; see ships arrive, 10, 11; trink- ets and other gifts for, 13; United States to protect, 13; varied qualities of, 115- 118; waiting for the Book, 55; with Whitman in Rush- ville, New York, 66, 67 Interest at Lapwai in the work, 130 Iroquois, 25 Ish-hol-hol-hoats-hoats, Nez Perc6 Indian, 55, 68 Irrigation wonders, 227, 228 Is-ti-kus, Christian Indian, 125, 196 I-tes, Indian boy, 65, 69, 73-75 Jefferson, Thomas, 11, 12, 19 Jesus Christ, 46, 72, 94, 118, 122, 131, 149, 152, 159, 162, 165, 196, 200, 230, 232 K Kamiah, myth, 7; opposition at, 140, 141; revival results for church, 215; Valley, 17, 41 Ka-ou-pu, Indian, 30, 35, 36 Ken-o-teesh, Indian boy, ill, and missionaries accused, 96 Kimball, Mr., of Indiana, 197, 198 Kip-ka-pel-i-kan, Nez Perc§ Indian farmer, 30 Lapwai, Creek, 8; hostile In- dians, 200-202; mission sta- tion, 86, 87, 126, 139, 207; revival results, 131, 214- 216; wrong agency influ- ence, 212; yet worship maintained, 211-213 Lausanne, the ship, 167 "Lawyer," Indian speaker, pleads for gospel help, 55, 68 Ledyard, John, 12 Lee, Daniel, goes with Jason Lee, 49; officiates at wed- ding, 106, 107; perilous trip after cattle, 145 Lee, Jason, birthplace, 203; called as Oregon mission- ary, 47, 48; conversion and early work, 48, 49; goes to Pacific slope, 50-57; has in- terview with Dr. McLaugh- lin, 58, 59; locates and de- velops mission on Willa- mette, 59-62, 91-108; mar- ries Miss Pittman, 106; talks remembered, 142, 143; tries to reach Urapquas, 146-149; visits the East to Index 237 save Oregon, 157-169; work concluded, death, and bui'ial, 149-153, 164-167, 202, 203 Lee, Mrs. Jason, marriage, 106; offers no objection to husband's Eastern trip, 160; pathetic close of life, 163; poetical lines, 164 Legend of first ship seen by Indians, 8 Leslie, Rev. David, 144 Letters rare — and welcome, 134, 135 Lewis, Captain Meriwether, 12 Lewis, Joe, mixed-blood In- dian, 191 Lewis and Clark expedition, 12; outfit, 13; route and return, 13-19; tales of, among Indians, 26, 27; tree and rock records of, 17; Wat-ku-ese's help, 18 Lewiston, Idaho, 86 Liberty, Missouri, 54 Linn, Senator, Oregon peti- tion sent to, 167 Location of first school, 59 London, 136 Lord's Prayer in Indian tongue, 216 Lord's Supper, first in Oregon, 107; other occasions, 131, 151 Loriot, United States ship, 101, 158 Loupe Fork, 75 Love joy. General, 176 Lyman, quoted, 8, 25, 157, 193, 207 M McBeth, Kate C, quoted, 217 McBeth, Miss Sue, bequest of. to Smithsonian Institution, 207, 208 Mackindon, William, 151 McLoughlin, Dr., at Vancou- ver, 58-60; helpful to mis- sionaries, 85, 86, 100 Mail facilities, 85, 134-136 "Man-faced bears," 8 Manual Labor School, 219, 220 Manuscript grammar and dic- tionary lost, 207; recovered, 208 Marriage unknown among In- dians, 104; first ceremony, 105, 106; others, 106, 107, 214 Massacre planned, 195; plan executed, 197 Matthew ix. 37, quoted, 135 Matthew's Gospel translated by Mrs. Spalding, 211 Meany, quoted, 191 Meares, Captain, referred to, 9 Measles, outbreak of, 192, 193 Medicine-men against the missionaries, 123 Meek, leader in welcoming party, 79, 80 Mills, early ones in Oregon Country, 45, 119, 128 Millstone as a relic, 128 Mission fields decided on, 58, 59, 86; three early stations opened, 87 Missionaries for Oregon Coun- try, called for, 46, 68, 71; on their way, 51-58, 73-86; quickly located and at work, 59-62, 86-153; under suspicion of the Indians, 194, 195; warned in vain, and massacre at Wai-i-lat- pu, 196-199; yet ever-as- 238 Index sured results, 202-222, 229- O 232 J Mississippi River, journeying Ohio River, 13 ^ up the, 13 Oregon Country, 4, 5, 20; Missouri River, as part of area, 186, 226, 227; climate, route to Pacific Coast, 12, 226; entrance of civiliza- 13 40 50 67 73 ^^^^ with Protestant mis- Monuments' to' pioneer mis- sionB,_ 61; missionaries ar- sionaries, 222, 232 "^e in, 5/, 77; prayer of Moscow, Idaho, relics at, 128 dedication / 9; present re- ,, J. J nnr sources, 22/ -229; treaties Mowry, quoted, 225 „„„„„ ;^„ An -a ic? ^oa «,^ 1 1 n 4. » K concernmg, 49, oO, 157, 186; "Mozeemlek Country," 5 United States possession. Mule s guidance, a, 1/8 igg. ^j^jte settlers adapted Murderers of Whitman to develop its wealth, 174; scorned, 200 Whitman and Lee affect its political and religious his- N" tory and outlook, 165-169, 182-188, 209-211, 229-232 Neutrality treaty for Oregon Oregon, Institute and Univer- Country, 49, 50; renewed, sity, 220; State, 186, 209, 157; superseded, 186 219-225, 230 New Mexico route to the Osage Indians, New York, 70 East, 177 New York Christian Advo- P cate and Zion's Herald, let- . ter and call printed in, 36- Pacific Coast, 157, 220 38, 45-47 Pacific Fur Company, 20 Nez Percg dictionary and Parker, Rev. Samuel, 66, 68, grammar, 207, 208 69, 85 Nez Perc6 Indians, 7, 14-19, Peaceful invasion wins Ore- 26-28; delegation to St. gon, 185 Louis, 29-42; farewell Peoria, Illinois, 165 speech, 38-40; return of one Petitions to Congress, 159, man, 41, 42; welcome mis- 161, 167 sionaries, 55, 80-87; work Peu-peu-mox-mox, Walla among, 126-140, 201, 202, Walla chief, 151 210-219 Pioneer mission work pre- Nisqually Plains, 58 served, 208; evidences, 209; No man's land, 49, 50 results at Lapwai, 211, 212 Nootka and Nootka Sound, 3- Pittman, Anna Maria, mar- 5, 12 ries Jason Lee, 106 Northwest Fur Company, 20 Pittsburg, Pennsylvania, 50 Northwest Passage, search Politics and the miseionaries, for, 8 158 Index 239 Portland, Oregon, CJentennial Rogers, Mr., 197-199 Exposition, 230; Historical Rollins, Alice Wellington, Society's relics, 162, 197 poem by, 186 Potato planting, 128; Billy's Route taken by letter, 136 crop, 218 Rusbville, New York, Whit- Prayer of dedication, 79 man's home tov/n, 65-68 Premonitions of danger, 191 Prentiss, Narcissa, 69, 70; S marries Dr. Whitman, 73 Printing-press at Lapwai, 129 Sabbath- keeping, Mrs. Spald- Protestant missions in Ore- va.g'a example, 201, 202 gon, 61 Sager, John and William, 197, Puget Sound tribes, 58 198 St. Louis, Missouri, 30, 32, 36, Q 181 Salem, Oregon, school at, 220 Quaker baptized by Jason Sandstone record of Lewis Lee, 107 and Clark expedition, 17 Sandwich Islands, 85, 135 R Scenery of Oregon Country, 103 Recapitulation of events lead- Sehafer, quoted. 111 ing missionaries to the School work and schools, for Northwest, 61 Indians, 60, 61, 91-99, 119, Relative size of the Oregon 127, 130, 219; for whites. Country, 226; distances, 226 220-222 Relics, millstone, at Moscow, Sermon, first west of the Idaho, 128; printing-press Rockies, 56 and early copies of first Settlers helped by Dr. Mc- book, at Portland, Oregon, Loughlin, 59, 60 130; tomahawk, at Port- Shepard, Cyrus, as teacher, land, Oregon, 197 91-94, 219; marriage, 107 Religion, White Men's, 25 Shivwitz Indians of Utah, Repentant Nez Percys, 213, church among, 216 214 Shoshone, Indians, 14, 18; Resolution, the ship, 4 church among, 216 Results of pioneer religious Site of the Whitman massa- work, 209, 210 ere used for a school, 221 Reverence for early mission- Slacum, Lieutenant, 101, 159 aries, 209, 231, 232 Slaughter at the mission sta- Revival at The Dalles, 149; tion, 197-199 incidents of, 150-152 Smithsonian Institution, Cat- Rich grain-field, 227 lin's work in, 40; manu' Rocky Mountains, crossing script intended for, 207, 208 the, 13, 14; proposed na- So-yap-po, tha wowned ones, tional boundary, 169 18 240 Index Spalding, H. H., 70, 73; call to Oregon, 71; goes with Dr. Whitman, 72-85; mis- sion work at Lapwai, 86, 87, 126-132, 139, 140, 200- 202, 214-218; quoted, 197 Spalding, Mrs. H. H., 72, 73, 81, 120, 127, 201, 202 Spanish ships, 9 Spokane Indians, 140; church among, 216 Steamer on the Missouri Riv- er, 40 Stock company to buy cattle, 100-102 Sun worship, 19 Sunday, 25 Sutter's Fork, brave death of Indian, 152 Sweetwater, meeting on the, 80 Tac-i-tu-i-tas, Indian boy, 65, 69, 73-75 Tact, Jason Lee's, 92 Tam - suk - y, Indian who scalped Mrs. Whitman, 199, 200 Ta-wis-sis-sim-nim, Nez Perc§ Indian, 30, 38, 41 Ti-lau-kait, Indian who helped kill Dr. Whitman, 197 Timothy, Christian Indian, tested, 132 Tip-ya-lah-na-Jeh-nin, Nez Perc§ chief, 30, 35, 36 Tomahawk, 197; used in the Whitman massacre, 197 Traders' stories of Indian life and Oregon forests, 7 Travel in the West, reasons for, 51, 59 Treasure-seekers only, the fur traders, 20 Treaties with England, con- cerning Oregon Country, 49, 50, 157, 186 Tree record of Lewis and Clark expedition, 17 Tshi-ma-kain, 140 Twenty-third Psalm in In- dian, metrical version, 217 Tyler, President, 173 U Umatillas, church among the, 216 Umpquas, the, 104, 146; treacherous welcome, 148, 149 Uncompahgre, Fort, 179 United States, historical re- lations to Oregon Country, 10-19, 33-38, 49, 50, 157, 186 Utah, 216 V Vancouver, Captain, 10; Fort, 85, 86; Island, 3 Victor, Mrs. F. F., quoted, 84 Visits rare among early mis- sion workers, 137 W Wagons as related to winning and settlement of Oregon Country, 74, 78, 184, 185; Indian interest in wheeled vehicles, 76, 77 Wai-i-lat-pu mission, begin- ning, 86; progress, 111-126, 130-138; tragic ending, 191- 200 Walla Walla, Fort, hospital- ity at, 85; Mr. and Mrs. Spalding safe at, 202 Index 241 Walla Walla River, mission on the, 87; destruction and massacre by Indians, 195- 199; leaders punished, 200 Wasco Indians, 104 Washington, city, 159, 175, 180, 182, 183; State, 186, 209, 220, 226, 230 Wat-ku-ese, friendly Indian woman, 18 Wealth of Oregon Country, 226-229 Webster, Daniel, 173 Wedding journey adventures, 73, 74; some discomforts, 79; welcome on the way, 81 We-lap-tu-lekt, Cayuse In- dian, whose children died, 96, 97 Welcome addition to the mission party, 103 Whisky and the missionaries, 102 White convert, the first, 107 White male child, the first born in Oregon, 144 White, Mrs., 144 "White squaw baby," 120 Whitman's Book of Heaven, 26, 27, 28; journey to find it, 23-33; sad ending of journey, 36 Whitman, Clarissa, 120-122 Whitman, Marcus, account of, 66-69; meets Spalding and Lee, 71, 162; mission work, 86, 87, 115-125, 131; moth- er's words, 65; service in winning Oregon Country for the United States, 173-188; starts for Washington, 176; strenuous ride, 177-182, 186- 188; successful return jour- ney, 182-184; willing mar- tyrdom, and permanent in- fluence, 176, 197, 198, 209, 221, 222, 229-232 Whitman massacre, 196-203 Whitman, Mrs. Marcus, as a bride, 73-86; at her mission home, 111-114; holds family prayers, 114; resignation of in sorrow, 122; work ends as a heroic martyr, 197-199 Whitman Seminary, 221, 222 Wilbur, "Father," 212 Willamette, Lee on the 66, 68, 87; tribes of the, 58; University, 220 Woman's courage, 74, 78; honored in camp and by traders and Indians, 80, 82 Work by the way, Lee's, 53, 56, 60, 164 "Worthless tract," 225 Wren, Christopher, inscrip- tion to, 232 Wyandotte Indian account of Nez Perces, 36 Wyoming, 67, 186 Yakima braves, 212; become missionaries, 213 Yellow Serpent, Walla Walla chief, 151 Young, Ewing, 101 Forward Mission Study Courses •'Anywhere, provided it be forwasd." — David Livingstone, Prepared under the direction of the MISSIONAEY EDUCATION MOVEMENT OF THE UNITED STATES AND CANADA Editorial Committee: T. H. P. Sailer, Chairman; A. E. Armstrong, T. B. Ray, H. B. Grose, J. E. McAfee, C. B. Watson, John W. Wood, L. B. Wolf, G. F. Sutherland, H. P. Douglass. The forward mission study courses are an outgrowth of a conference of leaders in young people's mission work, held in New York City, December, 1901. To meet the need that was manifested at that conference for mission study text- books suitable for young people, two of the delegates, Pro- fessor Amos R. Wells, of the United Society of Christian Endeavor, and Mr. S. Earl Taylor, Chairman of the General Missionary Committee of the Ep worth League, projected the Forward Mission Study Courses. These courses have been officially adopted by the Missionary Education Movement, and are now under the immediate direction of the Editorial Com- mittee of the Movement. The books of the Movement are now being used by more than forty home and foreign mission boards and societies of the United States and Canada. The aim is to publish a series of text-books covering the various home and foreign mission fields and written by lead- ing authorities. The following text-books having a sale of 900,000 have been published: 1. The Price of Africa. (Biographical.) By S. Earl Taylor. 2. Into All the World. A general survey of missions. By Amos E. Wells. 3. Princely Men in the Heavenly Kingdom. (Biograph- ical.) By Harlan P. Beach. 4. Sunrise in the Sunrise Kingdom. A study of Japan. By John H. DeForest. 5. Heroes of the Cross in America. Home Missions. (Biographical.) By Don O. Shelton, 6. Daybreak in the Dark Continent. A study of Africa. By Wilson S. Naylor. 7. The Christian Conquest of India. A study of India. By James M. Thoburn. 8. Aliens or Americans? A study of Immigration. By Howard B. Grose. 9. The Uplift of China. A study of China. By Arthur H. Smith. 10. The Challenge of the City. A study of the City. By Josiah Strong. 11. The Why and How of Foreign Missions. A study of the relation of the home Church to the foreign missionary enterprise. By Arthur J. Brown. 12. The Moslem World. A study of the Mohammedan World. By Samuel M. Zwemer. 13. The Frontier. A study of the New West. By Ward Piatt. 14. South America: Its Missionary Problems. A study of South America. By Thomas B. Neely. 15. The Upward Path: The Evolution of a Eace. A study of the Negro. By Mary Helm. 16. Korea in Transition. A study of Korea. By James S. Gale. 17. Advance in the Antilles. A study of Cuba and Porto Eico. By Howard B. Grose. 18. The Decisive Hour of Christian Missions. A study f conditions throughout the non-Christian world. By John E. r. ikiott. } 19. India Awakening. A study of present conditions in J India. By Sherwood Eddy. >.) 1 In addition to these courses, the following have been pub- lished especially for use among younger persons: 1. Uganda's White Man of Work. The story of Alex- ander Mackay of Africa. By Sophia Lyon Pahs. 2. Servants of the King, A series of eleven sketches of famous home and foreign missionaries. By Eobert E. Speer. 3. Under Marching Orders. The story of Mary Porter Gamewell of China. By Ethel Daniels Hubbard. 4. Winning the Oregon Country. The story of Marcus Whitman and Jason Lee in the Oregon Country. By John T. Faris. These books are published by mutual arrangement among the home and foreign mission boards, to whom all orders should be addressed. They are bound uniformly and are sold at 50 cents, in cloth, and 35 cents, in paper; postage, 8 cents extra. f\ # ^■^ 7 ^^--^ &^.^ ^^ .^ s- -^^ H^^ .f 0' <-^ ^^-;^, 'Jm' 'i^ K> O *o«o- 0' ■•^^^^- ■^ ^ .^^^ "oV^ o A <. A LIBRARY OF CONGRESS ' mil Hill 111 017 185 171 3