The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1896-03-13

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covered with beeawax, for a cylinder,
aud a card Will kneodle through 1t
for diaphragm, no explained 10
measure 10 San Juan the purpose Of
the phonograph, aud this he did 10
lesson the superstition Of the Indians
Pnobloa abhor photography, because
Il implies the uso Of light, which TO
them Is sacred, being sun worshippors.
Aud they are equally suspicious Of
all the inventions Of the white man.
When tho photographer arrived with
tho photograph IL was put in working
order, aud San Juan and his wife we're
delighted with tho music and tho
speeches they could not understand.
But most Of OIL they enjoyed the
sound of fight between a cat and a
dog given to the phonograph by an
animal imitator.
The Pueblo Indians are direct de-
scendants Of the Toltecs, but have lost
the arts which distinguished their an
cestors, aud arc now devoted mainly
to agriculture They raise corn and
wheat, goats and sheep, aud are a very
industrious people. Their oppressive
enemy Is the tribe Of Jicarilla
Apaohes. At harvest time the Jica-
rillas send spies down into the valley,
and when they sec the fruits being
garnered and the goats and donkeys
treading the grain from the sheafs
they go back to the mountains and
prepare for a raid.
Mr. Walters was anxious to secure
a cylinder for the photograph record
ing the speech Of San Juan. The
Pueblo consented to talk into the
mysterious machine, but when before
the receiver he was unable to speak.
''Tell us what you think Of the
Apaches," suggested Mr.. Walters In
a stream OF Spanish came bitter de-
nunciation from the Pueblo, who had
many injuries unadiusted. He called
the Apaches everything abusive he
could think of, and spoke the names
of chiefs who we're arch thieves And
he did not stop until the cylinder ran
out Meantime his wife and other
Pueblos listened approvingly. Not
long after this Mr.. Walters and the
photographers continued their jour
ney.
Up the valley they went, now over
grassy mesas and again through can
yons SO narrow aud deep that they
could see the stars at noonday through
the narrow rift above them. One
afternoon they came out into a beau
tiful natural mountain park, with a
cold, clear stream running through it,
and plenty of wood and grass. Be-
yond the park narrowed into another
canyon. In this park they determined
to camp for a day or two, the photog-
T rapher to make some views and Mr..
Walters to study the botany and to
prospect
They we're unpacking their camp
8 equipage and preparing to turn their
l horses loose, when they saw emerge
t from the canyon a band of about
forty Jicarilla Apaches. The Indians
were in full war regalia They were
painted black and red and had war
9 bonnets of eagle feathers on their
q heads. Each carried shining new
s Winchester, and two or three revol-
= vers, which were the gifts of their
e Uncle Sam.
Thep photographer was for cutting
= the horses loose and at once making q
i bolt
+; snake medicine first, them" sale
: Walters, a cheerful way af telling him
h to pray. "And then let's bluff il
Q out"
!. And, as they waited, the indians
s rode up to them in single file as stolid
as wood.
e ''Buenos dios, said Walters to the
!, first, who was evidently chief HI
" was extra adorned with red paint He
/ grunted and passed on looking
d straight ahead. Pleasant greeting
!, in Spanish we're offered to each, bu
o they ignored the white men, as theil
= chief had done. When they had
IS nearly all passed, Walters stood up il