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The White Woman

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 16
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1984
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 324751
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6j67f3x

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Title The White Woman
Description and Without Price. He then proceeded to explain it this way, "That the pleasure was hia, the pain belonged to the patient, and he performed the operation JBEE." One day the doctor was not at home. An Indian warrior by the name of Brockley stopped at the doctor's office for help in treating his papoose, who had a bad case of the measles. The Indian medicine man had performed over the child according to his knowledge of potions and the art he had of healing, but to no avail. Faced with this dilemma, Brockley, who was a proud man, felt his faith slipping from the Indian ways and figured his only hope was to humble himself and go to the white man's doctor. Mrs. Richards, the doctor's wife, did not know quite what to do, yet ahe did know somewhat of her husband's methods. Thinking to help, she gave the Indian a vial of mild medicine. ftiinhing back to his teepee, Brockley gave the medicine to the suffering child. Soon he noticed a strange happening; the toes of his little boy seemed to be changing color, and, yes, they were turning up! Brockley became alarmed, excited, and angry. He thought Ms child was dying. It was the white woman's fault. He was certain that she was to blame. He became very, very angry, and in his rage, he began to yell and scream as he grabbed a large knife. Thus armed, he sought the white Mrs, Richards heard the commotion and angry yelling and ran from her house, dodging in and out among the settler'b dwelling, with Brockley following. Finally, trembling with exhaustion, ahe cane to the James "Polly" Brown cabin with its split log floor and newly finished lean-to rocm. Mrs. Brown was peeling potatoes when she heard the evergrowing noise of yelling plus explosive grants. Then nearer, she heard heavy breathing and the hurried footsteps of her neighbor* The outside door was open to let in the summer breezes, and through this door Mrs, Richards stumbled, pleading, "Save me, save met" Glancing quickly around the room, Mrs. Brown erased from her mind the chance of hiding her friend behind the clothes that hung from wooden pegs along the wall, or even hiding her under the bed. Thinking fast, she motioned Mrs. Richards to stand behind the door that opened into the lean-to. In front of the door she placed her chair. Once more she picked up the pan of potatoes, the peeling knife* and a backet and sat herself again on the chair. When -62-
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Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324745
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6j67f3x/324745