Evening star., 1903-10-24
SAW A POW-W0W
White Man in a Camp Of
Redskins.
TELLS WHAT HE SAW
FELT STRANGE DESIRE TO BE AN
INDIAN.
Lived With Them for Several Days,
Saw Dances and Parades
and Games.
TELLS WHAT He SAW

fCopyright 1903 by Charles y. Crewdson)
Written for The Evening Star by Charles "
Crewdson.
A man doesn't have to lie; truth Is ooa
enough if lie gets it from the right spot
From a ear window the 1st of July last'
MS l was riding through the Umatilla res
ervation in eastern oregon. l saw an lhdlah
village. Learning that the redskins had
gathered there TO hold a midsummer pow
WOW and to celebrate the Fourth of July
whenever it would suit their pleasure, l
made up my mind to turn back and Visit
them
Little did | know that l would stay with
the Indians many days when with MAJ.
Lee Moorholsc an old-timer, drove within
the circle of wigwafns. But just as soon as
I set foot on their sod l felt a strange de-
sire to be an Indian. Perhaps this was ne
cause l was charmed by what l saw-a
hundred tepees pitched in ring on leVeI
sward; on one side hills covered with clover
and ripening grain rolling away; green cot
tonwoods and willows on the other, maIh-
ing the course of the ripplinS CmatIlla;
above big white clouds floating upon the
dark-blue sky-sea. Ponies graZed. FROM
tepee to tepee braves with feathers IN theT
hats and squaws decked in gaudy trapplnSs
went TO and fro with noiseless. moccash
tread ., -,
DO you think, major" said 1, that the
Indians will let stay all night with
them?
"Why, yes. Let's go find the medicine
man. Whirlwind."
The major knew every Indian on the res
ervation having lived among them for torty
years There were three tribes of them
the Umatillas, the Cayuses and the wal
lulas numbering over LOCO. While hunting
for Whirlwind we went into dozen tepees
You do not knock and wait for the servant
to come to the door when you visit an IN
dian; you just lift the flap of his tepee ana
walk right in, day or night, without saying
q word.
We saw White Bull Josephine, Sompkin
Tow-a-toe the young CayuSe chief; Prin-
cess Eat-no-Meat. Pish-Pish or Kitten, Spo-
kane Jim and Chief No-Shirt. We found
the women always busy. cooking or else
smoking buckskin making moccasins and
baskets. The men were smearing their faces
with dry red and yellow paints, putting eagle
feathers in their war bonnets or painting
their tomtoms-gettingr ready for the COM
ing pow-wow. At last, lifting the flap OF
a tepee covered with red-striped bed-tick-
ing, we found Whirlwind. The medicine
man said | was welcome to sleep in his
tepee and to break his bread; so late on
the following day. the Sd of July. L came
to stay all night. l was the only white
man In camp of n thousand Indians.
l had come to be an Indian for at least
one day to eat what the Indians ate, to
sleep where the Indians slept. My white
friends warned me against fleas and Indian
cooking. l felt sure that 1 could manage
the feas, but for safetys sake / took along
a box of sandwiches. Not to eat them
however, unless forced to do 50, was my
will.
l went into Whirlwnd's tepee and found
him lying down. Indian men do this most
of the time. But the sQuaws. when not
sleeping. always at work. Whirlwinds
squaw. a wrinkled old woman. was peeling
potatoes. His sons squaw, Ka-mish-ne. or
Light-on the-Hill, a young woman about
twenty. was combing her braves hair. His
name was Grizzly Bear
"Ho" said l. for this is the way you
greet an Indian.
'Ho.' said Whirlwind; you keep your
word-you come"
The squaws said something in Indian, and
Whirlwnd answered them. Then he said
to me: My squaw say. Who this man.?
/ say, She Che called me she) from big
city. Chicago. She make him big news
paper
Thus made known to my hosts, 1 made
myself at home and lay down upon a
blanket spread upon the ground Pretty
soon, being hungry. ] asked Whrlwind how
long before he would have supper-and he
didn't blush a bit.
'Bmeby." said he; this night we eat
him fish
Soon the medicine man went out and
brought back big salmon nearly a yard
long. All along the Columbia river and the
streams that flow into it the plentiful sal
mon has always been the chief food of the
Indians. Lght-o the-Hil scaled the fish
and ripped him up the back. Then. it being
warm and fair. she built fire behind the
tepee, stuck sticks in the ground around
the blaze and hung on them to cook the
pink strips of salmon. 1t looked good
TO me that l forgot my sandwiches. Ka
mish-ne next kneaded some dough and put