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Jacob Hamblin, a narrative of his personal experience, as a frontiersman, missionary to the Indians and explorer, [microform] disclosing interpositions of Providence, severe privations, perilous situations and remarkable escapes. Fifth book of the faith-p - Page 69 |
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Show TREATY WITH THE NAVAJOES. 67 I requested Brother Thales Haskell to go on with the com-pany and water the animals, he having been there before, and being, for this reason, acquainted with the ground. I directed him, for security, to take our animals on to the top of a table rock where there were about forty acres of grass, and which could be reached only through a narrow pass in the rocks, which would enable us to easily defend ourselves in case of attack. The Navajoes were gathering around us from different directions, and the Indian interpreter we had brought with us, informed me that they were evidently bent on mischief. 1 determined to remain behind with them for awhile, and learn what I could by the interpreter and by observation. The interpreter learned from their conversation, that they were determined we should not go on to the Moquis towns, but they appeared undecided whether to kill us or let us go home. We had taken two Indian women with us, thinking that they might be a great help in introducing something like cleanliness in cooking, among the people we were going to visit. The Navajoes said we might go home if we would leave them. I directed the interpreter to tell them that one of the women was Brother Hatch's wife, and the other was mine. They replied that they would not kill the men who had mar-ried them. Two of the Navajoes then hurried on to our camp, which was by the narrow pass, on to the table rock. There the Navajoes made a treaty with us that if we would trade them the goods we had brought along, and especially the am-munition, we might go home. As it seemed impossible to fill our mission, we felt justi-fied in concluding to return. The following morning we commenced to exchange articles of trade for blankets. While thus engaged, our animals were taken off the rock to water. When returning from the water, Brother Greorge A. Smith's horse turned back on a trail, which, in a short distance, led over a hill and out of sight. |