OCR Interpretation


The Indian advocate. ([Sacred Heart, Okla.]) 1???-1910, April 01, 1903, Image 13

Image and text provided by Oklahoma Historical Society

Persistent link: https://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/45043535/1903-04-01/ed-1/seq-13/

What is OCR?


Thumbnail for 109

A KING IN THIS WEST. 109
Osage excursions, then, were largely after buffalo. Tur
key, deer and fish were in large abundance over the eastern
half of their dominion. When their home was in Missouri,
Saucy Chief had hunted buffalo in Central Kansas and the
Cherokee outlet. Those were long and splendid journeys, in
the fall of the year, 300 miles afoot across the kingdom and
back again the prince with his retinue of strong yc ng hunt
ers. He must have been a tireless leader, since he was big
and active, 6 feet 2 in moccasins, lithe, with no superfluous
flesh, yet weighing well onto 200 pounds in his best days,
eagle-eyed and eagle-beaked, firm lipped and proud imperi
ous every inch a leader and a lord. Only the best could
stay with him and these were proud of the distinction. He
would sometimes talk of these days of Western Missouri, a
wilderness of forest and prairie, big streams and mighty trees
growing rank in wide bottoms; of Kansas City, straggling,
unpainted, ragged, weather-beaten village of logs, and
warped native boards and split native shingles, and God-forsaken
lonesomeness for pioneer Eastern white women; of
Eastern Kansas, just a continuation of Western Missouri,
hill and valley of splendid blue stemmed prairies, big timber
bottoms, plenty offish, plenty of turkey, plenty of deer in all
this fine country, walnuts, hickorynuts, hazlenutsand pecans,
wild grapes, blackberries, strawberries, gooseberries, count
less varities of plums. And anything would grow in the rich
black loam. Why, I remember a dozen of these Indian fields
on the Pottawatomie of of my boyhood in Eastern Kansas.
How many boys have gone to these abandoned Indian fields
to get the best, the largest and most luscious strawberries,
blackberries and plums? . . . Arcadian days fof Indians
no canned goods, no odds and ends of conglomerate civili
zation and savagery; no tuberculosis.
Afterwards Saucy Chief rode back of an iron horse through
what had once been his country, to and beyond a great city
that had once been a lonesome landing place for Missouri
river boats, and thought of time and change.

xml | txt