CHAPTER XX.

MANNER OF CALLING THE COUNCIL AND THE PREPARATIONS.

It had occupied from twelve to fifteen days, after the arrival of the

Commissioners at Green Bay, to convene the public Council ordered and

contemplated. The day fixed for organizing its sessions was the 24th

of August. In the mean time _runners_ they are called among Indians,

and as in fact they are, (couriers) were despatched to all the tribes

interested in the public deliberations about to be opened, to notify

them of the time, place, and object of the Convention. They were

formally served with copies of letters from their great Father, the

President of the United States, assuring them of his good wishes,

and of his desire to bring all their disputes to an amicable and

satisfactory adjustment; and that for this purpose he had sent Erastus

Root, John T. Mason, and James M’Call, good and true men, to hold a

_talk_[13] with his children in the North-West, who had quarrelled

among themselves, and asked their great Father’s mediations;--to hear

all they might have to say on either side;--to recommend peace and a

just settlement of their disputes;--to remove all occasions of the

improper interference of their great Father’s white children;--and then

to come back to the Council-house of the great nation at Washington,

and say: “All the sores are healed.” And this would give their great

Father much happiness.

Such was the _substance_ of the notices sent to the chiefs of the

tribes, as in a plural number of instances I heard them delivered

and interpreted;--kind enough certainly, and very promising. And

these notices were accompanied by a certified copy of the particular

instructions, given to the Commissioners, and investing them with their

powers;--setting forth the understanding of the case in that department

of Government at Washington, whose duty it is to superintend this sort

of business;--prescribing the course of procedure, and controlling the

result.

As a question afterwards arose, whether it was proper thus to have

made these instructions public, and some regret was manifested by the

Commissioners, that they had done so, instead of keeping them in their

own power, I shall take no advantage of an official inadvertence, which

was afterwards regretted by the board of Commissioners. I have already

recognized the bearings of these instructions in another place. As

I have sufficient reasons to believe, that notwithstanding they had

the formal sanction of the Government, the construction of them was

yet resigned to a private discretion, which was previously inclined

to what I esteem to be the wrong side, I am not ambitious to expose

them. This supposed history of the instructions may, perhaps, save

the conscience of the highest authorities, in this particular item.

They did not understand the case; and it was _convenient_ to leave the

matter in hands, where it ought not to have been left. But, whatever

results might come, the President of the United States would of course

be compromitted, and must sanction them.

Nor would I insinuate, that there was any thing in these instructions,

more or less, than, that, in the first place:--they were based

upon incorrect information, and assumed facts, which had had no

existence;--and _next_, that they left no power with the Commissioners

to do right, and obliged them to do wrong, if they did any thing.

Even if the Commissioners had been left to their own unrestricted

discretion, it was no easy matter for them to come at the right of

the case. There were moral obstacles in their way: they were in the

confidence of an administration, the general policy of which, in

regard to the Indians, was known to be:--to throw them all west of the

Mississippi. They must have some respect, therefore, to the trust,

which had been reposed in them by supreme authority. And next:--the

influence of the North-West, in support of the administration, to

which the Commissioners were devoted, was worth something. _They_

must not be _astounded_ by the manifestation of a determination in

the Commissioners to restore the original rights of the Indians;--or

to assume, as a basis of their deliberations, the first covenants

between the New York Indians and the wild tribes of the North-West

Territory. That would never do. The Green Bay settlement of whites had

already been commenced. Men, too important to the party in power, to

be despised, were already planted there; and had a great interest at

stake in the organization of the North-West Territory into a separate

government. To think, therefore, of throwing a _bar_ in their way, and

circumventing their designs, would be running a risk, which could not

conveniently be hazarded. It was prudent, therefore, to _assume_, that

this territory _must_ become a separate State;--and that nothing must

be done by this Commission, that would interfere with such a purpose.

Besides:--the confusion and contradiction of testimony, while opening

their ears to all parties, would naturally afford abundant materials

of an apology for pursuing a middle course--and of swerving even

towards that side, which it might be deemed most important to please.

And although their decisions, controlled by such considerations,

might not be a final settlement of the dispute; yet they would afford

some plausibility of defence against the complaints of either party,

and leave open the door for the consummation of the designs of _only

one_;--and which that _one_ might be, it is unnecessary to say.

* * * * *

It was curious, and in no small degree interesting, to observe the

arrangements making among the Indians for the public Convocation of the

24th of August. Some several days beforehand, Indian canoes were seen

floating and gliding along on the placid bosom of Fox River, part of

them coming down the current from the south and west, and part coming

up from the shores of the Bay, towards the place of rendezvous, near

Fort Howard, on the north bank and some four or five miles from the

mouth of the river, in the heart of what is called the settlement of

Green Bay:--all filled with men, women, and children, and with tackle,

not for war, but to build _lodges_. In other words, they brought their

families, their houses, and all their furniture of life, with them. For

the last two or three days previous, the number flocking in greatly

augmented;--and the very last day before the 24th was a time of great

bustle and activity. The river literally swarmed with canoes. And all

along its banks on either side, within a mile of the point fixed upon

to hold the Council, lodges of Indians might be seen, single or in

clusters, teeming with their peculiar and various population of men,

women, children, dogs, pet bears, pet foxes, &c. &c. It is understood,

of course, that I am now speaking of _wild_ Indians. Those belonging to

the same tribe manifested a disposition to concentrate at one point,

and maintain the exclusive occupancy of the position.

The Menomenians took up their position on the plain behind the fort, on

the north bank of the river;--and there in the course of two or three

days built a town. For so it seemed--and so it was--a town of Indian

lodges, grouped and thrown together without any order, every new comer

setting up his tent, as near to those already established, as possible;

until many acres of the plain were completely covered, and exhibited

a rare spectacle to the eye. An Indian lodge is neither larger, nor

higher, than a soldier’s tent--it is itself properly a tent; and is as

soon taken down and as soon set up. The fashion and show of it are as

unsightly as can well be imagined--covered with large sheets of birch

bark, and encircled by a wall composed perhaps of a yard-wide matting,

woven from some coarse vegetable substance, not unlike the bulrush.

Some of the lodges are entirely open to the weather. The ground is

their floor and their bed, except as some of them can afford a piece

of matting;--a blanket the ordinary and principal article of clothing,

except as parts of the person are concealed by some slight and loose

articles of undress. Females, that can afford it, are fond of gaudy and

glaring calicoes, for a short gown; and will tie around them a yard

square of blue woollen, for a petticoat, without a stitch bestowed upon

it; the list, or border, running around the bottom, being regarded

as ornamental. The addition of a pair of scarlet gaiters, buck-skin

moccasins, a string of beads, and beaver hat, would make a perfect

lady. But few are seen making such an extravagant show. Displays of

this sort belong to the privileged orders.

But I was speaking of this town of the Menomenies, which so suddenly,

and so much like enchantment sprung into being before our eyes, on the

north bank of Fox River. I rose one morning a little after the sun,

having lodged on the opposite bank; and as the clouds of fog, resting

upon the river, began to break and float away, my eye caught, through

the shifting openings of the mist, a glance or two of what seemed a

great city, reflecting the rays of the morning sun; and of the lazy

columns of smoke, issuing from countless chimnies:--all for the moment

a perfect illusion. The fog was soon gone--and lo! it was the Menomenie

city of lodges! To visit them, and go among them, and see how they

live, does not present their condition as at all enviable. Wild Indians

are generally an indolent, sordid, and filthy race--sunk into some of

the lowest conditions of barbarism.

The Winnebagoes, for the most part, made their encampment on the

south side of the river, not differing materially from those of the

Menomenies, except in not being so extensive. The whole number of

Indians collected on this occasion was perhaps a little less than

_three thousand_;--it being intended only as a convocation of the

chiefs. But curiosity, and the hope of participating in the gratuitous

distributions of some food, and whiskey, and trifling articles, which

are commonly made by the Government on such occasions, had brought

them together. It is humiliating and painful to be obliged to witness

the sordid passion of the wild Indian, which not only allows him to

receive a gift from the hand of a white man; but which, like the hungry

spaniel, causes him to jump at the veriest and vilest crumb, which the

white man throws at his feet. It shows but too well, how much and how

altogether the Indian is in the white man’s power.

I have been painfully struck and often deeply affected, at the proofs

I had at Green Bay, of the extreme and unguarded susceptibility of

the Indians, of being injured in morals and manners, and of being

precipitated to irretrievable ruin, by intercourse with vicious and

unprincipled white men. To make a gain of their simplicity, is by no

means the greatest offence. The dishonour sometimes done to the fairest

of their women, is frightful. If the Government had any suitable

parental care over the Indians, whom it calls children; and calls them

so, I think, more in mockery, than in propriety; and whose filial

confidence it inspires only to gain advantage over their credulity;

(I declare it as a _consequence_, rather than an _intent_) it would

certainly never authorise these public occasions. They are demoralising

beyond all estimation--fearfully so. It is not simply a season of

dissipation--it is a time of absolute and uninterrupted riot--a riot of

drunkenness and debauchery.

It has been said, that the Indian is constitutionally adapted to

drunkenness, when he can get the means, and to its consequent vices

and ruin; and that there is no use in trying to save him. They are a

race devoted to the doom of annihilation. In other words:--the sooner

there is an end of them, the better;--as they occupy ground, which

can be more usefully appropriated. I would not ascribe this shocking

morality--this inhumanity--this sentiment, which proves the man, who

utters it, more a savage and ruthless barbarian, than the race which he

proscribes;--no, I would not ascribe it to any considerable portion of

a community. But yet--it has been said. And more: it is a leaven of no

inconsiderable influence. I would be glad to believe, that it has no

influence with men, who are to be found in high places.

Is it necessary to say, that this charge is as egregiously

unphilosophical, as it is atrociously cruel and libellous? I have

called it inhuman; it is all that; it is barbarous. The Indian, in his

wild condition, is an uncultivated and simple child of nature; and in

addition to this, and to account for the whole, it is only necessary

to say:--that the Indian is a _man_. It is not essential to bring in

a doctrine of the Christian religion;--common experience is enough,

to prove, that human nature, unprotected, will catch vice. The Indian

loves excitement, without regard to consequence;--because he is too

simple to reckon upon consequences. Ardent spirits produce at once

that delightful and romantic delirium, in which he likes to revel; and

having once tasted the sweets of the intoxicating draught, and being

without education and without the influences of a cultivated society

to protect him, and without character to lose, (for intemperance among

Indians is not dishonourable) is it strange, that he should seek that

exemption, which it affords, from a sense of the hardships, and from

the cares of his destitute condition? Is it strange, that he should fly

to the arms of that delicious enjoyment, which it yields to the grosser

affections of his uncultivated nature? If, with all the protections

of a refined education, and under all the checks and remonstrances

of civilized society, with the loss of character impending, and the

foresight of certain ruin, temporal and eternal, so many thousands of

the best and the highest are daily falling victims to this insinuating

foe of human happiness--shall it be said, that the untutored Indian

alone is constitutionally disposed;--that he is born a drunkard;--and

that there is no salvation for him?--It is disgraceful--it is

abominable--it is as cruel as it is unchristian.

I protest, therefore, on the ground of humanity--and if it were

possible, I would make the notes of my remonstrance ring in the

conscience-chamber of the highest authorities, at the city of

Washington, until they might blush, and be made afraid of the wrath

of heaven, so long as they are accustomed to appoint and hold these

public negotiations with the Indian tribes, under circumstances so

demoralizing and so ruinous. The Indian comes to such a place with his

family, comparatively uncorrupt. They come from their remote and quiet

abodes, and from an even tenor of life. Neither he, nor they can resist

temptation. They receive presents; and what is worst of all, whisky is

dealt out to them, at the order of the Commissioners; they buy it at

the shops of the white man; and then all is wildness and tumult. The

Indian is no longer himself. They riot together in intemperance, and

the worst of vices. They lie drunk in heaps. You cannot walk abroad,

but you must dodge to keep out of the way of the staggering and

furious Indian. The grey-headed chief and the well-formed and athletic

youth reel along the way together. The mother and her daughter and her

little child are often seen in the same condition.

As we dropped anchor in the river on our first arrival, attracted by

curiosity, several Indian canoes came along-side, in which I observed

a number of the natives of a more respectable condition,--and for

them, well-dressed. Some of them displayed silver ornaments of no

inconsiderable value, (for which they are very partial) lying upon

their shoulders and neck, and suspended from their ears and nose. Among

the rest I saw a beautiful young woman, richly dressed, full of smiles,

and really charming. She stood, and moved, and shone in all her maiden

pride and loveliness. The next day, as I was walking along the banks of

the river, with company, I met this same young woman, but thoroughly

transformed. Her beaver-hat was laid aside--her hair dishevelled--her

costly dress and ornaments, if still retained, were all hidden by a

blanket, thrown over her shoulders, and covering the whole person--and

with a countenance dejected and disconsolate, and her eye fixed upon

the ground, she moaned piteously along the way, regarding none, and

with a voice, which though sweetly musical, yet fell upon the ear in

such plaintive and thrilling intonations, as to reveal at once all her

conscious wretchedness, and challenge the deepest sympathy. “What is

the matter with that girl?” I asked. “She has, doubtless, been tempted

to drink, and then dishonoured, and is now deserted by a white man;

and she sees and feels her irretrievable ruin, and is too simple a

child of nature not to betray it!” “But may it not be supposed, that

she has been injured by one of her own tribe?” “Never--never.” The

second person of this brief dialogue was a man, whose opinion, in such

a matter, may be respected.

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