The daily morning journal and courier., 1902-03-31
INDIANS AS HOUSE SERVANTS.

1
 A Nevada Town That Has Had Some Success With the Experiment.
 Carson, the capital of Nevada is probably the only city in the country
 where the hired girl'' is a squaw. The
 eastern tourist is apt to think that the
 western Indian is a myth. At Denver
 he will see him only at the annual fes- tival, In New Mexico and Arizona he
 will find him truly, but he is the Pueblo Tndoan living in his own ancient viii
 lage. The Indian of the plains, the hero
 of frontier romance Is secluded on the 1 reservation.
 1 But at Carson he is an all-pervading element of the landscape Tn the
 mountains roundabout Carson live the
 remnants of three tribes, the Flutes,
 the Washoes and the Shoshones.
 They are not upon any reservation, nor do they receive government support. | They are absolutely free left in posses
 sion of these sterile uplands which the white man does not want. Each day companies of them come down into Carson and, swathed in bright blankets, sit playing Piute poker upon every va cant lot You will often see the sauaws
 sewing there also, making garments of
 Turkey red and other gorgeous cottons
 The pappooses play about, the brilliant
 sun throws out the flaming scarlet of
 the blanket and the rich coppery hues
 of their skin. It is all wildly pictur-
 esque
 Now, it is this picturesque parsonage,
 male and female, who helps to solve the
 servant girl problem in Carson Other
 help is scarce and high, and in spite of the fact that neither buck or sauaw can ever be pinned to regular labor, their occasional services are welcome. To the Carson housewife every buck is Jim and every squaw is Sally" Sally opens the kitchen door without the formality of z knock, and says:
 'Mahaylie Iwomanl, you want work done?" Or, simply, Me heap hogadi," which signifies that she is very hungry and desires to work for a meal
 If you are an eastern woman this is apt to frighten you into fits the first time, and it is likewise terrifying to look up and find a bucks swarthy face plastered against the outside of your window pane. It takes little while for you to thoroughly learn that there is nothing to be feared. But after bit you welcome Sally gladly and set her to scrubbing the floor or washing dishes or clothes. Very rarely there is a Sally who will come regularly for weekly wash day. But generally they will work only when they are driven by hunger. Sometimes Sally comes shver- | ing to the door in winter with a baby 1 under her blanket. She is "heap cold" and wants to toast herself and the l queer, silent little morsel of humanity | on her back at the kitchen fire. They | are often ragged and insufficiently pro- tected from the cold. Sometimes Sally | will bring an armful of baskets to sell | It your door, and then the eastern wo- man welcomes her with joy, for she knows she can pick up for a few cents baskets for which she must pay dol- ars in the shops of Carson. The housewife likes to get Piute Sally to work for her If she can, for she is 'leaner and more industrious and adap- able than her sisters of the Shoshones md Washoes. When Jim is 'heap logadP' he will cut wood, mow the avn and do other odd jobs.
 The Indians never stay in Carson | ,ver night, and no eastern woman fails o look from her window at sunset and watch them slowly making their way long the trail in Indian file. In and ut winds the long line across the face f the darkening mountain, the last unbeams lighting up their barbaric rappings, each Jim invariably with his Wn Sally; the squaw always carrying he pappoose, but the buck sometimes houldering the stumbling toddlers; up, D, to the brush tepee at timber line yhere each tribe in it's own place. sep- rate from the other two, cooks it's canty food over it's little campfire and oes to sleep among the moaning pines. Washington Evening Star.