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An Indian Horse Fair
An Indian Horse Fair.—Love of the Indians for
Horses— Scenes in the Arickara Village.—Indian Hospitality.—Duties
of Indian Women. Game Habits of the Men.—Their Indolence. —Love of
Gossiping.—Rumors of Lurking Enemies.—Scouts.— An Alarm.—A Sallying
Forth.—Indian Dogs.—Return of a Horse —Stealing Party.—An Indian
Deputation.—Fresh Alarms.—Return of a Successful War Party.—Dress of
the Arickaras.—Indian Toilet.—Triumphal Entry of the War
Party.—Meetings of Relations and Friends.—Indian
Sensibility.—Meeting of a Wounded Warrior and His
Mother.—Festivities and Lamentations.
A TRADE now commenced with the Arickaras under the
regulation and supervision of their two chieftains. Lisa sent a part
of his goods to the lodge of the left-handed dignitary, and Mr. Hunt
established his mart in the lodge of the Big Man. The village soon
presented the appearance of a busy fair; and as horses were in
demand, the purlieus and the adjacent plain were like the vicinity
of a Tartar encampment; horses were put through all their paces, and
horsemen were careering about with that dexterity and grace for
which the Arickaras are noted. As soon as a horse was purchased, his
tail was cropped, a sure mode of distinguishing him from the horses
of the tribe; for the Indians disdain to practice this absurd,
barbarous, and indecent mutilation, invented by some mean and vulgar
mind, insensible to the merit and perfections of the animal. On the
contrary, the Indian horses are suffered to remain in every respect
the superb and beautiful animals which nature formed them.
The wealth of an Indian of the far west consists principally in his
horses, of which each chief and warrior possesses a great number, so
that the plains about an Indian village or encampment are covered
with them. These form objects of traffic, or objects of depredation,
and in this way pass from tribe to tribe over great tracts of
country. The horses owned by the Arickaras are, for the most part,
of the wild stock of the prairies; some, however, had been obtained
from the Poncas, Pawnees, and other tribes to the southwest, who had
stolen them from the Spaniards in the course of horse-stealing
expeditions into Mexican territories. These were to be known by
being branded; a Spanish mode of marking horses not practiced by the
Indians.
As the Arickaras were meditating another expedition against their
enemies the Sioux, the articles of traffic most in demand were guns,
tomahawks, scalping-knives, powder, ball, and other munitions of
war. The price of a horse, as regulated by the chiefs, was commonly
ten dollars' worth of goods at first cost. To supply the demand thus
suddenly created, parties of young men and braves had sallied forth
on expeditions to steal horses; a species of service among the
Indians which takes precedence of hunting, and is considered a
department of honorable warfare.
While the leaders of the expedition were actively engaged in
preparing for the approaching journey, those who had accompanied it
for curiosity or amusement, found ample matter for observation in
the village and its inhabitants. Wherever they went they were kindly
entertained. If they entered a lodge, the buffalo robe was spread
before the fire for them to sit down; the pipe was brought, and
while the master of the lodge conversed with his guests, the squaw
put the earthen vessel over the fire well filled with dried
buffalo-meat and pounded corn; for the Indian in his native state,
before he has mingled much with white men, and acquired their sordid
habits, has the hospitality of the Arab: never does a stranger enter
his door without having food placed before him; and never is the
food thus furnished made a matter of traffic.
The life of an Indian when at home in his village is a life of
indolence and amusement. To the woman is consigned the labors of the
household and the field; she arranges the lodge; brings wood for the
fire; cooks; jerks venison and buffalo meat; dresses the skins of
the animals killed in the chase; cultivates the little patch of
maize, pumpkins, and pulse, which furnishes a great part of their
provisions. Their time for repose and recreation is at sunset, when
the labors of the day being ended, they gather together to amuse
themselves with petty games, or to hold gossiping convocations on
the tops of their lodges.
As to the Indian, he is a game animal, not to be degraded by useful
or menial toil. It is enough that he exposes himself to the
hardships of the chase and the perils of war; that he brings home
food for his family, and watches and fights for its protection.
Everything else is beneath his attention. When at home, he attends
only to his weapons and his horses, preparing the means of future
exploit. Or he engages with his comrades in games of dexterity,
agility and strength; or in gambling games in which everything is
put at hazard with a recklessness seldom witnessed in civilized
life.
A great part of the idle leisure of the Indians when at home is
passed in groups, squatted together on the bank of a river, on the
top of a mound on the prairie, or on the roof of one of their
earth-covered lodges, talking over the news of the day, the affairs
of the tribe, the events and exploits of their last hunting or
fighting expedition; or listening to the stories of old times told
by some veteran chronicler; resembling a group of our village
quidnuncs and politicians, listening to the prosings of some
superannuated oracle, or discussing the contents of an ancient
newspaper.
As to the Indian women, they are far from complaining of their lot.
On the contrary, they would despise their husbands could they stoop
to any menial office, and would think it conveyed an imputation upon
their own conduct. It is the worst insult one virago can cast upon
another in a moment of altercation. "Infamous woman!" will she cry,
"I have seen your husband carrying wood into his lodge to make the
fire. Where was his squaw, that he should be obliged to make a woman
of himself!"
Mr. Hunt and his fellow-travellers had not been many days at the
Arickara village, when rumors began to circulate that the Sioux had
followed them up, and that a war party, four or five hundred in
number, were lurking somewhere in the neighborhood. These rumors
produced much embarrassment in the camp. The white hunters were
deterred from venturing forth in quest of game, neither did the
leaders think it proper to expose them to such a risk. The Arickaras,
too, who had suffered greatly in their wars with this cruel and
ferocious tribe, were roused to increased vigilance, and stationed
mounted scouts upon the neighboring hills. This, however, is a
general precaution among the tribes of the prairies. Those immense
plains present a horizon like the ocean, so that any object of
importance can be descried afar, and information communicated to a
great distance. The scouts are stationed on the hills, therefore, to
look out both for game and for enemies, and are, in a manner, living
telegraphs conveying their intelligence by concerted signs. If they
wish to give notice of a herd of buffalo in the plain beyond, they
gallop backwards and forwards abreast, on the summit of the hill. If
they perceive an enemy at hand, they gallop to and fro, crossing
each other; at sight of which the whole village flies to arms.
Such an alarm was given in the afternoon of the 15th. Four scouts
were seen crossing and recrossing each other at full gallop, on the
summit of a hill about two miles distant down the river. The cry was
up that the Sioux were coming. In an instant the village was in an
uproar. Men, women, and children were all brawling and shouting;
dogs barking, yelping, and howling. Some of the warriors ran for the
horses to gather and drive them in from the prairie, some for their
weapons. As fast as they could arm and equip they sallied forth;
some on horseback, some on foot. Some hastily arrayed in their war
dress, with coronets of fluttering feathers, and their bodies
smeared with paint; others naked and only furnished with the weapons
they had snatched up. The women and children gathered on the tops of
the lodges and heightened the confusion of the scene by their
vociferation. Old men who could no longer bear arms took similar
stations, and harangued the warriors as they passed, exhorting them
to valorous deeds. Some of the veterans took arms themselves, and
sallied forth with tottering steps. In this way, the savage chivalry
of the village to the number of five hundred, poured forth,
helter-skelter, riding and running, with hideous yells and
war-whoops, like so many bedlamites or demoniacs let loose.
After a while the tide of war rolled back, but with far less uproar.
Either it had been a false alarm, or the enemy had retreated on
finding themselves discovered, and quiet was restored to the
village. The white hunters continuing to be fearful of ranging this
dangerous neighborhood, fresh provisions began to be scarce in the
camp. As a substitute, therefore, for venison and buffalo meat, the
travellers had to purchase a number of dogs to be shot and cooked
for the supply of the camp. Fortunately, however chary the Indians
might be of their horses, they were liberal of their dogs. In fact,
these animals swarm about an Indian village as they do about a
Turkish town. Not a family but has two or three dozen belonging to
it, of all sizes and colors; some of a superior breed are used for
hunting; others, to draw the sledge, while others, of a mongrel
breed, and idle vagabond nature, are fattened for food. They are
supposed to be descendant from the wolf, and retain something of his
savage but cowardly temper, howling rather than barking; showing
their teeth and snarling on the slightest provocation, but sneaking
away on the least attack.
The excitement of the village continued from day to day. On the day
following the alarm just mentioned, several parties arrived from
different directions, and were met and conducted by some of the
braves to the council lodge, where they reported the events and
success of their expeditions, whether of war or hunting; which news
was afterwards promulgated throughout the village, by certain old
men who acted as heralds or town criers. Among the parties which
arrived was one that had been among the Snake nation stealing
horses, and returned crowned with success. As they passed in triumph
through the village they were cheered by the men, women, and
children, collected as usual on the tops of the lodges, and were
exhorted by the Nesters of the village to be generous in their
dealings with the white men.
The evening was spent in feasting and rejoicing among the relations
of the successful warriors; but the sounds of grief and wailing were
heard from the hills adjacent to the village—the lamentations of
women who had lost some relative in the foray.
An Indian village is subject to continual agitations and
excitements. The next day arrived a deputation of braves from the
Cheyenne or Shienne nation; a broken tribe, cut up, like the
Arickaras, by wars with the Sioux, and driven to take refuge among
the Black Hills, near the sources of the Cheyenne River, from which
they derive their name. One of these deputies was magnificently
arrayed in a buffalo robe, on which various figures were fancifully
embroidered with split quills dyed red and yellow; and the whole was
fringed with the slender hoofs of young fawns, that rattled as he
walked.
The arrival of this deputation was the signal for another of those
ceremonials which occupy so much of Indian life; for no being is
more courtly and punctilious, and more observing of etiquette and
formality than an American savage.
The object of the deputation was to give notice of an intended visit
of the Shienne (or Cheyenne) tribe to the Arickara village in the
course of fifteen days. To this visit Mr. Hunt looked forward to
procure additional horses for his journey; all his bargaining being
ineffectual in obtaining a sufficient supply from the Arickaras.
Indeed, nothing could prevail upon the latter to part with their
prime horses, which had been trained to buffalo hunting.
As Mr. Hunt would have to abandon his boats at this place, Mr. Lisa
now offered to purchase them, and such of his merchandise as was
superfluous, and to pay him in horses to be obtained at a fort
belonging to the Missouri Fur Company, situated at the Mandan
villages, about a hundred and fifty miles further up the river. A
bargain was promptly made, and Mr. Lisa and Mr. Crooks, with several
companions, set out for the fort to procure the horses. They
returned, after upwards of a fortnight's absence, bringing with them
the stipulated number of horses. Still the cavalry was not
sufficiently numerous to convey the party and baggage and
merchandise, and a few days more were required to complete the
arrangements for the journey.
On the 9th of July, just before daybreak, a great noise and
vociferation was heard in the village. This being the usual Indian
hour of attack and surprise, and the Sioux being known to be in the
neighborhood, the camp was instantly on the alert. As the day broke
Indians were descried in considerable number on the bluffs, three or
four miles down the river. The noise and agitation in the village
continued. The tops of the lodges were crowded with the inhabitants,
all earnestly looking towards the hills, and keeping up a vehement
chattering. Presently an Indian warrior galloped past the camp
towards the village, and in a little while the legions began to pour
forth.
The truth of the matter was now ascertained. The Indians upon the
distant hills were three hundred Arickara braves, returning home
from a foray. They had met the war party of Sioux who had been so
long hovering about the neighborhood, had fought them the day
before, killed several, and defeated the rest with the loss of but
two or three of their own men and about a dozen wounded; and they
were now halting at a distance until their comrades in the village
should come forth to meet them, and swell the parade of their
triumphal entry. The warrior who had galloped past the camp was the
leader of the party hastening home to give tidings of his victory.
Preparations were now made for this great martial ceremony. All the
finery and equipments of the warriors were sent forth to them, that
they might appear to the greatest advantage. Those, too, who had
remained at home, tasked their wardrobes and toilets to do honor to
the procession.
The Arickaras generally go naked, but, like all savages, they have
their gala dress, of which they are not a little vain. This usually
consists of a gray surcoat and leggins of the dressed skin of the
antelope, resembling chamois leather, and embroidered with porcupine
quills brilliantly dyed. A buffalo robe is thrown over the right
shoulder, and across the left is slung a quiver of arrows. They wear
gay coronets of plumes, particularly those of the swan; but the
feathers of the black eagle are considered the most worthy, being a
sacred bird among the Indian warriors.
He who has killed an enemy in his own land, is entitled to drag at
his heels a fox-skin attached to each moccasin; and he who has slain
a grizzly bear, wears a necklace of his claws, the most glorious
trophy that a hunter can exhibit.
An Indian toilet is an operation of some toil and trouble; the
warrior often has to paint himself from head to foot, and is
extremely capricious and difficult to please, as to the hideous
distribution of streaks and colors. A great part of the morning,
therefore, passed away before there were any signs of the distant
pageant. In the meantime a profound stillness reigned over the
village. Most of the inhabitants had gone forth; others remained in
mute expectation. All sports and occupations were suspended,
excepting that in the lodges the painstaking squaws were silently
busied in preparing the repasts for the warriors.
It was near noon that a mingled sound of voices and rude music,
faintly heard from a distance, gave notice that the procession was
on the march. The old men and such of the squaws as could leave
their employments hastened forth to meet it. In a little while it
emerged from behind a hill, and had a wild and picturesque
appearance as it came moving over the summit in measured step, and
to the cadence of songs and savage instruments; the warlike
standards and trophies flaunting aloft, and the feathers, and paint,
and silver ornaments of the warriors glaring and glittering in the
sunshine.
The pageant had really something chivalrous in its arrangement. The
Arickaras are divided into several bands, each bearing the name of
some animal or bird, as the buffalo, the bear, the dog, the
pheasant. The present party consisted of four of these bands, one of
which was the dog, the most esteemed in war, being composed of young
men under thirty, and noted for prowess. It is engaged in the most
desperate occasions. The bands marched in separate bodies under
their several leaders. The warriors on foot came first, in platoons
of ten or twelve abreast; then the horsemen. Each band bore as an
ensign a spear or bow decorated with beads, porcupine quills, and
painted feathers. Each bore its trophies of scalps, elevated on
poles, their long black locks streaming in the wind. Each was
accompanied by its rude music and minstrelsy. In this way the
procession extended nearly a quarter of a mile. The warriors were
variously armed, some few with guns, others with bows and arrows,
and war clubs; all had shields of buffalo hide, a kind of defense
generally used by the Indians of the open prairies, who have not the
covert of trees and forests to protect them. They were painted in
the most savage style. Some had the stamp of a red hand across their
mouths, a sign that they had drunk the life-blood of a foe!
As they drew near to the village the old men and the women began to
meet them, and now a scene ensued that proved the fallacy of the old
fable of Indian apathy and stoicism. Parents and children, husbands
and wives, brothers and sisters met with the most rapturous
expressions of joy; while wailings and lamentations were heard from
the relatives of the killed and wounded. The procession, however,
continued on with slow and measured step, in cadence to the solemn
chant, and the warriors maintained their fixed and stern demeanor.
Between two of the principal chiefs rode a young warrior who had
distinguished himself in the battle. He was severely wounded, so as
with difficulty to keep on his horse; but he preserved a serene and
steadfast countenance, as if perfectly unharmed. His mother had
heard of his condition. She broke through the throng, and rushing
up, threw her arms around him and wept aloud. He kept up the spirit
and demeanor of a warrior to the last, but expired shortly after he
had reached his home.
The village was now a scene of the utmost festivity and triumph. The
banners, and trophies, and scalps, and painted shields were elevated
on poles near the lodges. There were warfeasts, and scalp-dances,
with warlike songs and savage music; all the inhabitants were
arrayed in their festal dresses; while the old heralds went round
from lodge to lodge, promulgating with loud voices the events of the
battle and the exploits of the various warriors.
Such was the boisterous revelry of the village; but sounds of
another kind were heard on the surrounding hills; piteous wailings
of the women, who had retired thither to mourn in darkness and
solitude for those who had fallen in battle. There the poor mother
of the youthful warrior who had returned home in triumph but to die,
gave full vent to the anguish of a mother's heart. How much does
this custom among the Indian woman of repairing to the hilltops in
the night, and pouring forth their wailings for the dead, call to
mind the beautiful and affecting passage of Scripture, "In Rama was
there a voice heard, lamentation, and weeping, and great mourning,
Rachel weeping for her children, and would not be comforted, because
they are not."
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