, 1866-03-30
LECTURES Bx4Ev. n. II. sPAU1DNG,
The " tman Massacre.


The W tman Massacre.
1SUMBEE AsHr.J
The next day, Edward, son of the Chief, and
the one who met me to kill me, returned from
the Umatilla, as stated by D.. Young, and said
the white chief advised him to kin all the Ameri-
cans, andhe went up to the saw-mill and was
bringing down Mr. and Mrs. Young, Mr. and
Mrs. Smith and their families to kill them, when
7 m thy, Nez Perces chief, and Eagle native
christians, arrived from Lapwai and prevented
| 1t BY saying no more Americans should be killed
while IN were alive. No more were killed
There ne now forty women and children
wrthinlln the hands Of the bloody saYages, and
four Amerieans-Youug, aud his two remaining
sons, and Smith, from the saw-miI. Three
sick children had died 10 the hands Of the In
dians. A child of Mrs. Hayes and two of the
Doctors children, and Mr.. Osborne and family
had reached Walla Wala.
The next day, while the brother of Miss Bew-
ley lay yet unburried at the door. my child Eli
"a, looking out the door as she lay sick, and
seeing an Indian ride up, leading horse, cried
out, "oh there is Tashe-my horse; now know
the Indians have killed my father for they have
got my horse" The Indian came in, said he
was sent to take that young woman, pointing to
Miss Bewley, over to Umatilla to be the wife of
"Five Crows"-a Cayuse Chief The horse he
brought for her to ride was my own, and was
Elizas riding horse, and recognized by her as
soon she saw it. This horse, with three others,
which left in the hands of Brouilette when /
met him and the Indian and fed for life as the
history will show, were found in his hands still
by the Nez Perces chief. James and Ioseph
when sent over for Eliza and the horses after |
reached my home. So itseems that the horse
that was sent to take Miss Bewley over to the
Umatilla, to be sudectedbo the brutalities of the
savage, wss furnished blythe vicar General of
the Jesuits on this coast, and the same agent
who is now collecting Rnsuspecting young girls
all through this great West, rot for the same
purposes, to be sure noe, >but-far the large and
fourshing schools throughout the country, Of
which he is the head.
But we let the amiable sufferer speak for her
self as near as | can recolect Her deposition
was taken before Esq. Walling, hen of Oregon
City, lS4S. The document is in Portland. ~
"After shaking with chill of age, and while,
the fever was yet raging and my head and bones
in great pain, the Indian started with me for the
Umatilla in the afternoon. | rode Eliza Spai-
ding's horse, which the Indian had brought for
me. This led us to suppose that tne Indians
had killed Mr.. Spalding, somewhere. | had no
choice but had to submit to whatever he In-
dans directed. Although our fate as women
and girls, in the hand of the sayages who had
murdered our husbands and fathers and broth
ers, was worse than death, still when took my
fellow sufferers by tue hand to bid them fare
we'll, the white women End children, my heart
seemed ready to burst with grief J fell rpou
the dead body of my dearest, dearest brother,
yet unburied, and kissed his cold face allcoy.
cred with his own blood Oh that dear face
that bad ever been SO precious to mellow
could | leave it2 l begged God to take my
breath and let my cold body sleep by the side
of his. The poor white women and children
stood weeping very loud. Even the Indian wo-
men seemed moved. The Indians pulled me
gently by the arm and pointed to the horse,
and was obliged 20 leave my dear brother lying
cold and unburred, to see him no more. was
weeping SO hard that | could not see and could
scarcely stand. The women and the Indians
helped me along and helped me or the horse.
Only the day before my brother was killed, he
told me he would soon be able tO>walk and that
he would leave in the night and fnd help to de-
liver from our sufferings. tOld him he was
too sick yet, and besides if he attempted such a
thing the Indians would kill him. He said be
cared nothing for his life if he could only deliv-
er me from my sufferings. The Indians had
abused me before his eyes, but he dared not
raise his hand even if he had had the strength,
and his groans of anguish on my account were
harder if possible than my own. He had seen
me dragged out by the savages and had become
almost frantic, and declared he would try to de.
liver me if he died in the attempt. l had noticed
10. Stanfeld and JO. Lewis listening to Us, and
think they overheard US, as word came from the
have always felt the Catholics were the cause
The Indian led my horse and as rode away
thought my heart would burst with anguish
The idea of leaving my dear brother unburried-f
the idea of turning my back forever upon white
people; to see them no more; to- see my mother
no more; to be doomed to suffer and live with
the 5avagesl Oh, how begged God to send
help or send DEATH"
That night this amiable young saint lay down
upon the prairies with but one blanket, the fro
zen earth covered with snow, her night pillow
the dark heavens her curtains, her woes only
growing darker and thicker at every step. No
mothers hand or brothers to hold ber aching
head or stay the quivering flesh that seemed
ready to fly off the bones, shaking so terribly
with the cold and the ague. The Indian made a
fire. which, however, lasted but a short time
and he was soon asleep in his single blanket
But what night for that dear angel; it seemed
a month and yet she dreaded TO have it end.
The snow came down, and the chilling winds
blew fercely. "Has God and nature combined
with the savages against me. No, will not mur-
mur will trust my God. BE will do right for
Jesus sake" Yes, dear young sister, my fellow
sufferer to some extent, on those game cold, dark
prairies, your Saviour, once in deeper agony,
did hear your prayer and was, even at that dark
hour working your and my deliverance by the
only arm that could have been found West of
the Rocky mountains to have rescued US and
our fellow prisoners from sure death or per-
petual captivity among the Indians.
Although the suferings of that night were ter
rife and beyond the power of the pen, yet that
dear girl could look forward to the dawn, as the
morning only of day of fearful but accumula-
ting woes. As soon as light dawned, without
moments sleep through the night from shiver-
ing cold, and without food our dear victim, too
cold or too weak to help herself, was helped on
the horse and they started. Thank God it was
EliEa's horse and very easy to ride. They reached
'Fiye Crows" lodge little before noon. He
went out and met her and took her carefully in
his arms from the horse and led her into the
lodge, spread down robes and blankets and laid
her upon the bed, and built up a large FIRE and
prepared two or three kinds Of food and tea; but
the terrible fever that followed the long chills
and the pains in her head and bones would not
allow her to eat. After she recovered so as to
walk, the chief told her, if she wished to go
to the house of the white men bishop Blan
Ghetto and Brouilette) and at night he would
coTnr for her And she went over and went into