, 1866-03-30

| nerseiI 70 the Bishop and the priests begging
them that they would protect her and not allow
the Indhn 70 take Der away. The darkpssI
eemo and with Il the Indian, as she expected
BE cane ihto the kitchen near the middle door
and spoke to Miss BeWley 10 come and 20 oTeI
home With him. BE called TO her several times,
hnt she remained quiet and gave him 40 answer,
and he soon turned away from the door and
walked oot and then commenced q scene in that
room that out-Herods all that the bloody sava-
ges hfd doee thus far, aud here again We will
let the helpless victim tell her own story:
As soon as the Five Crows left the door,
Bishop Blanehette spoke hrst, apd said You
had better 20 and be his wife, Irefused I had
rathercie, Then Bronilette, who could speak
better fuglish, said You must 20, or be will
come baek and Do as all an injury? ! arose
terrified at his words and looks, and commenced
crying, begging him not to send me, and to
have pity upon poor, helpless girl He said
must go, and called to Joe, his servant to take
me over. As the servant came in, fell upon
my knees before the priest. 'Oh, do pity me-
save me, save me; don't give me to the Indians,
but shoot me-. He rose up and brushed away
my hands, and said to the servant 10 take, me
over. | then sprsug toward the two young
priests, holding out my hands appealingIy, bat
they said nothing, and moved not hard and
the servant, half dragging half carrying me,
hurried me away. can never describe the
feelings of my soul as | cast a last look upon
these white men,.
The seryant took her over to the Indian s
lodge (half mile distant,) opened the door,
put her in and turned back 20 the house. And
now another scene opens in that lodge, most
emphatically the counterpart of that blood
freezing scene l have related in the Bishops
room. As | was pushed into the lodge the
chief told me to sit down on abuffalo robe. A
good fire was burning, and no one was in the
lodge but the Indian. He was silent for some
time, and then turned and said, kindly, to me !:
" II you do not wish to be my,Wife, go back to
the white mans house. viii not trouble you
Take your bundle of clothes" And she re-
turned Immediately to the Bishops house
This last scene was the act of an Indian just
emerging from heather darkness, and the result
Of that "Pi otes antismfn 0regon;" taught by the
Protestant missionaries, Whitman and Walker,
Eells and Spaulding. The other scene was the
act of General Brouilette, of Bishop BlanchetIe
and the religion of "Jesuitism in Oregon"
Comment is unnecessary, unless | ask the guar
dians of our holy American Temple at Wash
ington if they are doing what an honest pub
lie will justify by giving these Jesuits go acres
Of land, to include that Bishops mission room,
and as much as sixteen other stations ID this In
dian country, while at the same time the only
Protestant missionary among the Indians in the
same country, and the Oldest American resident
in the country, is sent away from his Indian
church and school, and deprived of his mission
home.
Well world it have been had our unfor-
tuna;e daughter trusted to the humanity of the
savage, rather than to the religion of the BiSh-
op. But instnctvely the house OF the white
man was sought as soon es this frightened lamb
found herself free from the hands Of the dreaded
Indians, and she found the Bishops house in
the thick darkness, ard sunk dOwu on the floor
in his rccm. Aud as they collected around her,
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save her, suppOsne she was to be again dragged
away. But they soon ouieted her by preparing
a good bed and some food the next day she
begged them to send her to Fort Walla Walla,
for she feared the Indian would be persuaded,
ID core again. She would work for them, Or
should she live to reach the settlements, her
friends would pay them any sum. The third
day, at evening, just as she feared, the Indian
came again and stood at the game middle door |
and told her to come with him. And here again |
the former oul-sickening events were enacted
over. Bat this time the Indian, having learned |
more of the designs of his spiritual adviser, re-
mained to receive his victim. She says: al
was forced out Of the room, and the Indian took |
me by the arm and led or dragged me away Aud
from that time l was subject to the Indian. l
would return to the Bishop every morning. One
mor6inq as | was wringing my hands and cry
ing, one of the young priests spoke kindly TO |
me, telling me to pray to the Virgin. On another
mornipo as [ came in, the other young priest
laughinEly asked me how liked my new hus- |
band I thought this would break my heart, |
and cried through the day. About three weeks |
after the butcbery, two NeE Perce chiefs, BY the
names of James and Red Wolf, came after Mr..
Spaulding's horses, which ne had leit with brog-
ilette. and brought US the news that Mr.. Spaul- |
ding had escaped and reached his family alive |
in the Nez Petce country, end that Mr. Garfield
had also escaped and reached the same place. 4
And what was to me most joyful news, they said 4
that efforts we're being made to deliver all the
captiyes, Although | could see no hope, the
bare mention was great comfort and revived
me much in my terrible situation. The next
day. while the Nez Perces were yet there, word
came that Mr., Ogden had arrived at Walla Walla
from Vancouver, with men, boats and goods, to
deliver the captives from the Indians, and that
he had sent for the Cayuses and WallS Wallas
to come into council. Only those who have
been in like fearful circumstances can have any
idea of the frantic Joy of my soul. could not
eat or sleep, or sit still, although the chlls and
the fever continued severe. | watched every
motion of the trees. the birds and the Indians
every hour seemed a week. Three days after
the first news of Mr.. Ogden, Mr.. Brouilette
called to me in the morning to come out to him.
He was on his horse to go to Walla, and at some
distance from the house. Ny heart leaped for
10y with the hope that l was to be taken win
him, but as came up his look, as he pointed
his finger, chilled my blood, and he said
Look here if you go to that Indians lodge
tonight, stay there don't come to my house
again. Stay at one place or the other'' NY
blood curdled. In an instant saw my tate was
fixed, and not by the Indians my breath almost
stopped, and only replied: But what can DO
The Indians win drag me away He replied :;
Remember what tell you and put spurs 70
his mule. and was soon out of sight sank
upon the ground almost senseless, and lay some
time, but recovering little, begged God IN
mercy to take away life. The chills returned
as / Law upon the frozen ground, and it seemed
as if the flesh would shake of my ZONES. The
Indian would End me where l was, and dreaded
the house, but had to return to the Bishops
room.
REMABKABLE GRowTH.-A "down East
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