When all the neighborhood caves were filled to overflowing with

increasing population, and generations of peace had wrought a confidence

which had not existed when the pioneers had sought safety in caves,

these people ventured to move out of cliffs and to build upon the tops

of the mesa. Whether all the cave-dwellers were descended from the

original pilgrims or whether others had joined them afterward is not

known, but it seems evident that the separate communities had found some

common bond, probably tribal, and perhaps evolved some common

government. No doubt they intermarried. No doubt the blood of many

cliff-dwelling communities mingled in the new communities which built

pueblos upon the mesa. In time there were many of these pueblos, and

they were widely scattered; there are mounds at intervals all over the

Mesa Verde. The largest group of pueblos, one infers from the number of

visible mounds, was built upon the Chapin Mesa several miles north of

the above-mentioned cliff-dwelling near a reservoir known to-day as

Mummy Lake. It is there, then, that we shall now go in continuation of

our story.

[Illustration: PREHISTORIC POTTERY FROM MESA VERDE

Coloring and design as well as form show high artistic sense and clean

workmanship]

Mummy Lake is not a lake and no mummies were ever found there. This

old-time designation applies to an artificial depression surrounded by a

low rude stone wall, much crumbled, which was evidently a storage

reservoir for an irrigation system of some size. A number of conspicuous

mounds in the neighborhood suggest the former existence of a village of

pueblos dependent upon the farms for which the irrigation system had

been built. One of these, from which a few stones protruded, was

excavated in 1916 by Doctor Fewkes, and has added a new and important

chapter to the history of this people. This pueblo has been named Far

View House. Its extensive vista includes four other groups of similar

mounds. Each cluster occurs in the fertile sage-brush clearings which

bloom in summer with asters and Indian paint-brush; there is no doubt

that good crops of Indian corn could still be raised from these sands

to-day by dry-farming methods.

Far View House is a pueblo, a hundred and thirteen feet long by more

than fifty feet wide, not including a full-length plaza about

thirty-five feet wide in which religious dances are supposed to have

taken place. The differences between this fine structure and the

cliff-cities are considerable. The most significant evidence of

progress, perhaps, is the modern regularity of the ground-plan. The

partitions separating the secular rooms are continuous through the

building, and the angles are generally accurately right angles.

The pueblo had three stories. It is oriented approximately to the

cardinal points and was terraced southward to secure a sunny exposure.

The study of the solar movements became an advanced science with these

people in the latter stages of their development. It must be remembered

that they had no compasses; knowing nothing of the north or any other

fixed point, nevertheless there is evidence that they successfully

worked out the solstices and planned their later buildings accurately

according to cardinal points of their own calculation.

Another difference indicating development is the decrease in the number

of kivas, and the construction of a single very large kiva in the middle

of the building. Its size suggests at once that the individual clan

organization of cliff-dwelling days had here given place to a single

priestly fraternity, sociologically a marked advance. Drawing parallels

with the better-known customs of other primitive people, we are at

liberty, if we please, to infer similar progress in other directions.

The original primitive communism was developing naturally, though

doubtless very slowly, into something akin to organized society,

probably involving more complicated economic relationships in all

departments of living.

While their masonry did not apparently improve in proportion, Far View

House shows increase in the number and variety of the decorative figures

incised on hewn stones. The spiral, representing the coiled serpent,

appears a number of times, as do many combinations of squares, curves,

and angles arranged in fanciful design, which may or may not have had

symbolic meanings.

A careful examination of the neighborhood discloses few details of the

irrigation system, but it shows a cemetery near the southeast corner of

the building in which the dead were systematically buried.

Large numbers of minor antiquities were found in this interesting

structure. Besides the usual stone implements of the mason and the

housekeeper, many instruments of bone, such as needles, dirks, and

bodkins, were found. Figurines of several kinds were unearthed, carved

from soft stone, including several intended to symbolize Indian corn;

all these may have been idols. Fragments of pottery were abundant, in

full variety of form, decoration, and color, but always the most ancient

types. Among the bones of animals, the frequency of those of rabbits,

deer, antelope, elk, and mountain-sheep indicate that meat formed no

inconsiderable part of the diet. Fabrics and embroideries were not

discovered, as in the cliff-dwellings, but they may have disappeared in

the centuries through exposure to the elements.

Far View House may not show the highest development of the Mummy Lake

cluster of pueblos, and further exhumations here and in neighboring

groups may throw further light upon this interesting people in their

gropings from darkness to light. Meantime, however, returning to the

neighborhood of the cliff-dwellings, let us examine a structure so late

in the history of these people that they left it unfinished.

Sun Temple stands on a point of Chapin Mesa, somewhat back from the

edge of Cliff Canyon, commanding an extraordinary range of country. It

is within full view of Cliff Palace and other cliff-dwellings of

importance and easy of access. From it, one can look southward to the

Mancos River. On every side a wide range of mesa and canyon lies in full

view. The site is unrivalled for a temple in which all could worship

with devotion.

When Doctor Fewkes, in the early summer of 1915, attacked the mound

which had been designated Community House under the supposition that it

covered a ruined pueblo, he had no idea of the extraordinary nature of

the find awaiting him, although he was prepared from its shape and other

indications for something out of the usual. So wholly without parallel

was the disclosure, however, that it was not till it was entirely

uncovered that he ventured a public conjecture as to its significance.

The ground-plan of Sun Temple is shaped like the letter D. It encloses

another D-shaped structure occupying nearly two-thirds of its total

area, within which are two large kivas. Between the outer and the inner

D are passages and rooms, and at one end a third kiva is surrounded by

rooms, one of which is circular.

Sun Temple is also impressive in size. It is a hundred and twenty-one

feet long and sixty-four feet wide. Its walls average four feet in

thickness, and are double-faced, enclosing a central core of rubble;

they are built of the neighborhood sandstone. The masonry is of fine

quality. This, together with its symmetrical architectural design, its

fine proportions, and its many decorated stones, mark it the highest

type of Mesa Verde architecture.

[Illustration: _From a photograph by George L. Beam_

SUN TEMPLE, MESA VERDE NATIONAL PARK

Built by prehistoric people to their god, the sun, and unfinished when

they suddenly disappeared]

[Illustration: _From a photograph by George L. Beam_

SPRUCE TREE HOUSE FROM ACROSS THE CANYON

Showing the overhanging rock roof and the forest which tops the Mesa

Verde]

It was plainly unfinished. Walls had risen in some places higher than

in others. As yet there was no roofing. No rooms had been plastered. Of

internal finishing little was completed, and of contents, of course,

there was none. The stone hammers and other utensils of the builders

were found lying about as if thrown down at day's close.

The kivas, although circular, are unlike those of Cliff Palace, inasmuch

as they are above ground, not subterranean. The mortar used in pointing

shows the impress of human hands; no trowels were used. The walls

exhibit many stones incised with complicated designs, largely geometric;

some may be mason's marks; others are decorative or symbolic. These

designs indicate a marked advance over those in Far View House; in fact

they are far more complicated and artistic than any in the southwest.

Bare and ineloquent though its unfinished condition left it, the

religious purposes of the entire building are clear to the archaeologist

in its form. And, as if to make conjecture certainty, a shrine was

uncovered on the corner-stone of the outer wall which frames in solid

stone walls a large fossil palm-leaf whose rays strongly suggest the

sun!

It requires no imagination to picture the effect which the original

discovery of this image of their god must have had upon a primitive

community of sun-worshippers. It must have seemed to them a divine gift,

a promise, like the Ark of the Covenant, of the favor of the Almighty.

It may even have first suggested the idea of building this temple to

their deity.

This is all the story. Go there and study it in detail. Enlightened,

profoundly impressed, nevertheless you will finish at this point. The

tale has no climax. It just stops.

What happened to the people of the Mesa Verde?

Some archaeologists believe that they emigrated to neighboring valleys

southwest. But why should they have left their prosperous farms and fine

homes for regions which seem to us less desirable? And why, a profoundly

religious people, should they have left Sun Temple unfinished?

What other supposition remains?

Only, I think, that, perhaps because of their prosperity and the

unpreparedness that accompanies long periods of peace, they were

suddenly overwhelmed by enemies.

XV

THE HEALING WATERS

HOT SPRINGS RESERVATION, ARKANSAS. PLATT NATIONAL PARK, OKLAHOMA

I

From a hillside on the edge of the Ozark Mountains in central Arkansas

issue springs of hot water which are effective in the alleviation of

rheumatic and kindred ills. Although chemical analysis fails to explain

the reason, the practice of many years has abundantly proved their

worth. Before the coming of the white man they were known to the

Indians, who are said to have proclaimed them neutral territory in time

of war. Perhaps it was rumor of their fame upon which Ponce de Leon

founded his dream of a Fountain of Youth.

In the early years of the last century hundreds of settlers toiled many

miles over forest trails to camp beside them and bathe daily in their

waters. The bent and suffering were carried there on stretchers. So many

and so striking were the cures that the fame of these springs spread

throughout the young nation, and in 1832, to prevent their falling into

hands outstretched to seize and exploit them for private gain, Congress

created them a national reservation. The Hot Springs Reservation was our

first national park.

Previous to this a couple of log houses built by visitors served for

shelter for the pilgrims at the shrine of health. Soon after, other

buildings quite as primitive were erected. A road was constructed

through the forests from the settled portions of the State, and many

drove laboriously in with tents and camping outfits. I have seen a copy

of a photograph which was taken when photographs were new, showing

several men and women in the odd conventional costume of that period

sitting solemnly upon the banks of a steaming spring, their clothes

drawn up, their bare legs calf deep in the hot water.

Once started, Hot Springs grew rapidly. Unfortunately, this first act of

national conservation failed to foresee the great future of these

springs, and the reservation line was drawn so that it barely enclosed

the brook of steaming vapors which was their outlet. To-day, when the

nation contemplates spending millions to beautify the national spa, it

finds the city built solidly opposite.

Railroads soon pushed their way through the Ozark foothills and landed

thousands yearly beside the healing waters. Hotels became larger and

more numerous. The government built a public bathhouse into which the

waters were piped for the free treatment of the people. Concessioners

built more elaborate structures within the reservation to accommodate

those who preferred to pay for pleasanter surroundings or for private

treatment. The village became a town and the town a city.

Boarding-houses sprang up everywhere with accommodations to suit the

needs of purses of all lengths. Finally, large and costly hotels were

built for the prosperous and fashionable who began to find rare

enjoyment in the beautiful Ozark country while they drank their hot

water and took their invigorating baths. Hot Springs became a national

resort.

It will be seen that, in its way, Hot Springs has reflected the social

development of the country. It has passed through the various stages

that marked the national growth in taste and morals. During the period

when gambling was a national vice it was noted for its high play, and

then gamblers of all social grades looked forward to their season in the

South. During the period of national dissipation, when polite

drunkenness was a badge of class and New Year's day an orgy, it became

the periodic resort of inebriates, just as later, with the elevation of

the national moral sense, it became instead the most conservative of

resorts, the periodic refuge of thousands of work-worn business and

professional men seeking the astonishing recuperative power of its

water.

True again to the spirit of the times, Hot Springs reflects to the full

the spirit of to-day. It is a Southern mountain resort of quiet charm

and wonderful natural beauty set on the edge of a broad region of hills,

ravines, and sweet-smelling pines, a paradise for the walker, the hiker,

and the horseback rider. Down on the street a long row of handsome

modern bath-houses, equipped with all the scientific luxuries, and more

besides, of the most elaborate European spa, concentrates the business

of bath and cure. Back of this rise directly the beautiful Ozark hills.

One may have exactly what he wishes at Hot Springs. He may live with the

sick if that is his bent, or he may spend weeks of rich enjoyment of the

South in holiday mood, and have his baths besides, without a suggestion

of the sanitarium or even of the spa.

Meantime the mystery of the water's potency seems to have been solved.

It is not chemical in solution which clears the system of its ills and

restores the jaded tissues to buoyancy, but the newly discovered

principle of radioactivity. Somewhere deep in Nature's laboratory these

waters become charged with an uplifting power which is imparted to those

who bathe according to the rules which many years of experience have

prescribed. Many physicians refuse to verify the waters' virtues; some

openly scoff. But the fact stands that every year hundreds who come

helpless cripples walk jauntily to the station on their departure, and

many thousands of sufferers from rheumatic ills and the wear and tear of

strenuous living return to their homes restored. I myself can testify to

the surprising recuperative effect of only half a dozen daily baths, and

I know business men who habitually go there whenever the stress of

overwork demands measures of quick relief.

[Illustration: ON HOT SPRINGS MOUNTAIN, HOT SPRINGS OF ARKANSAS]

[Illustration: BATH HOUSE ROW, HOT SPRINGS OF ARKANSAS]

It is not surprising that more than a hundred thousand persons visit

Hot Springs every year. The recognized season begins after the winter

holidays; then it is that gayety and pleasuring, riding, driving,

motoring, golfing, and the social life of the fashionable hotels reach

their height. But, for sheer enjoyment of the quieter kind, the spring,

early summer, and the autumn are unsurpassed; south though it lies, Hot

Springs is delightful even in midsummer.

Two railroads land the visitor almost at the entrance of the

reservation. A fine road brings the motorist sixty miles from the lively

city of Little Rock. The elaborate bath-houses line the reservation side

of the principal street, opposite the brick city. But back of them rises

abruptly the beautiful forested mountain from whose side gush the

healing waters, and back of this roll the beautiful pine-grown Ozarks.

The division is sharply drawn. He who chooses may forget the city except

at the hour of his daily bath.

The plans for realizing in stone and landscape gardening the ideal of

the great American spa, which this spot is in fact, contemplate the work

of years.

II

In southern Oklahoma not far from the Texas boundary, a group of thirty

healing springs, these of cold sparkling water, were set apart by

Congress in 1904 under the title of the Platt National Park. Most of

them are sulphur springs; others are impregnated with bromides and other

mineral salts. Many thousands visit yearly the prosperous bordering city

of Sulphur to drink these waters; many camp in or near the reservation;

the bottled waters bring relief to thousands at home.

Through the national park, from its source in the east to its entry into

Rock Creek, winds Travertine Creek, the outlet of most of these springs.

Rock Creek outlines the park's western boundary, and on its farther bank

lies the city. Springs of importance within the park pour their waters

directly into its current. All these Platt springs, like those of Hot

Springs, Arkansas, were known to the Indians for their curative

properties for many generations before the coming of the white settler.

The park is the centre of a region of novelty and charm for the visitor

from the North and East. The intimate communion of prairie and rich

forested valley, the sophistication of the bustling little city in

contrast with the rough life of the outlying ranches, the mingling in

common intercourse of such differing human elements as the Eastern

tourist, the free and easy Western townsman, the cowboy and the Indian,

give rare spice to a visit long enough to impart the spirit of a country

of so many kinds of appeal. The climate, too, contributes to enjoyment.

The long spring lasts from February to June. During the short summer,

social life is at its height. The fall lingers to the holidays before it

gives way to a short winter, which the Arbuckle Mountains soften by

diverting the colder winds.

The pleasures are those of prairie and valley. It is a great land for

riding. There is swimming, rowing, and excellent black-bass fishing in

the larger lakes. It is a region of deer and many birds. Its altitude

is about a thousand feet.

The rolling Oklahoma plateau attains in this neighborhood its

pleasantest outline and variety. Broad plains of grazing-land alternate

with bare rocky heights and low mountains. The creeks and rivers which

accumulate the waters of the springs scattered widely among these

prairie hills are outlined by winding forested belts and flowered

thickets of brush. Great areas of thin prairie yield here and there to

rounded hills, some of which bear upon their summits columns of flat

rocks heaped one upon the other high enough to be seen for miles against

the low horizon.

These, which are known as the Chimney Hills, for many years have been a

cause of speculation among the settlers who have nearly replaced the

Indians since the State of Oklahoma replaced the Indian Territory with

which we became familiar in the geographies of earlier days. Who were

the builders of these chimneys and what was their purpose?

"At a hearing in Ardmore a few years ago before a United States court

taking testimony upon some ancient Indian depredation claims," writes

Colonel R.A. Sneed, for years the superintendent of the Platt National

Park, "practically all the residents of the Chickasaw Nation, Indian and

negro, whose memories of that country extend back fifty years or more,

were in attendance. In recounting his recollections of a Comanche raid

in which his master's horses were stolen, one old negro incidentally

gave a solution of the Chimney Hills which is the only one the writer

ever heard, and which probably accounts for all of them.

"He said that his master lived at Big Sulphur Springs, farthest west of

any of the Chickasaws; that the Kiowas and Comanches raided the country

every summer and drove out horses or cattle wherever they could find

them unprotected; that he had often gone with his master to find these

stolen cattle; that these forages were so frequent that the Chickasaws

had never undertaken to occupy any of their lands west of Rock Creek,

north of Big Sulphur Springs, nor west of the Washita River south of the

springs; that the country west of Sulphur Springs was dry, and water was

hard to find unless one knew just where to look; and that the Comanches

had a custom of marking all the springs they could find by building rock

chimneys on the hills nearest to the springs. Only one chimney would be

built if the spring flowed from beneath the same hill, but if the spring

was distant from the hill two chimneys would be built, either upon the

same hill or upon two distant hills, and a sight along the two chimneys

would indicate a course toward the spring.

"The old man said that every hill in their pasture had a Comanche

chimney on it and that his master would not disturb them because he did

not want to make the wild Indians mad. There never was open war between

the Chickasaws and the Comanches, but individual Chickasaws often had

trouble with Comanche hunting-parties.

"The Big Sulphur Springs on Rock Creek in the Chickasaw Nation

afterward became the centre around which the city of Sulphur was built,

and after the town was grown to a population of two thousand or more it

was removed bodily to make room for the Platt National Park, around

which has been built the new city of Sulphur, which now has a population

of forty-five hundred.

"Many of the Comanche monuments are extant and the great bluff above the

Bromide Springs of the national park looks out toward the north and west

over a prairie that extends to the Rocky Mountains; the monument that

stood on the brow of that bluff must have been visible for many miles to

the keen vision of the Comanche who knew how to look for it."

The Indian Territory became the State of Oklahoma in 1907; the story of

the white man's peaceful invasion is one of absorbing interest; the

human spectacle of to-day is complex, even kaleidoscopic. In the

thirties and forties the government had established in the territory the

five civilized Indian nations, the Cherokees, Chickasaws, Choctaws,

Creeks, and Seminoles, each with its allotted boundaries, its native

government, its legislatures, and its courts. In many respects these

were foreign nations within our boundaries. Besides them, the Osage

Indians had their reservation in the north, and fragments of no less

than seventeen other tribes lived on assigned territory.

Gradually white men invaded the land, purchased holdings from the

Indian nations, built cities, established businesses of many kinds, ran

railroads in all directions. In time, the nations were abolished and

their remaining lands were divided up among the individuals composing

them; the Indians of these nations became American citizens; their negro

slaves, for they had been large slaveholders, received each his portion

of the divided land. Then came Oklahoma.

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