CHAPTER I.

FORTY YEARS AMONG THE INDIANS.

A TRUE YET THRILLING NARRATIVE OF THE AUTHOR'S

EXPERIENCES AMONG THE NATIVES.

BY DANIEL W JONES.

PUBLISHED AT THE

JUVENILE INSTRUCTOR OFFICE,

SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH. 1890.

COPYRIGHT APPLIED FOR.

PREFACE.

The Scriptures tell us that the truth should not be spoken at all

times. Does this imply that a falsehood should ever be told? I think

not, but simply means that silence is often profitable.

In answer to the solicitation of many friends, I have concluded to

write something of my personal history and experience in frontier

life, especially relating to that portion spent among the Indians and

Mexicans. In doing this I shall aim to write the plain, simple truth. I

have to trust mainly to my memory, never having kept a journal. I have

preserved a few letters that will aid me, but the greater part of this

history will be given as it comes to my mind, just as it occurred to

me at the time, modified or strengthened, as the case may be, by after

circumstances.

One rule I shall endeavor to follow--to speak the truth without malice

toward anyone. This will doubtless be hard for me to carry through, but

I make a record of the desire, that it may be continually before me.

If the educated reader should find any mistakes in this book, please

do not spend much time or money in pointing them out, as they may be

too common. No one has been paid for a literary revision. The Author

has used his own language and style. The unlearned will be able to

understand the language without the use of a dictionary.

The Author.

INDEX.

CHAPTER I.

Cross the Plains with Volunteers to Engage in War with Mexico--Attacked

by Mounted Comanches--Remain in Mexico About Three Years after the

War--Indulge in Many of the Wild and Reckless Ways of the People, but

Abstain from Strong Drink and the Worst Vices--Acquire a Knowledge of

the Spanish Language

CHAPTER II.

Learn of the "Mormons"--Leave with a Company Bound for Salt Lake

Valley with Eight Thousand Sheep--My First "Big Scare"--Surrounded

and Threatened by Indians Many Times on the Road--Surrounded by Five

Hundred Well-Armed Warriors Demanding the Death of a Man from our

Camp, as the Chief's son had Died--Meet with an Accident Which Nearly

Resulted in my Death

CHAPTER III.

My Scrutiny of the Mormons--Employment as an Indian Trader

--Acquaintance with "Winter Mormons"--A Proposition of Theft--Loomas

Threatens my Life--My Resolve to Kill him--He Finds his Death at Other

Hands

CHAPTER IV.

My Baptism--Walker, the "Napoleon of the Desert"--Raids in Lower

California--He Tricks the Mexicans--Extinction of the Tribe

CHAPTER V.

Patrick and Glenn Fail--Patrick a Rascal--He Robs Enoch Reece

CHAPTER VI.

My Visit to Salt Lake City--Introduction to Brigham Young--Ordained a

Seventy--Judge Brochus' Speech

CHAPTER VII.

The City Santa Fe--Traditions Concerning it--The Early Settlers--My

Desires to Travel--The Slave Trade

CHAPTER VIII.

Governor Brigham Young Checks the Slave Trade--The Prosecution of

Offenders--A Noted Trial--A Cruel Argument to Induce Mormons to Buy

Indian Children

CHAPTER IX.

My Marriage--Peaceful Life Among the Savages--Dr. Bowman Seeks

Trouble--He is Killed by the Indians--The "Walker War"--Its Cause--A

Thrilling Situation

CHAPTER X.

My Interview with Brother George A. Smith--My Ill-natured Remark--He

Wins me by Kindness--His Noble Character--Peace with the Indians

CHAPTER XI.

President Young Calls for Volunteers to meet the Hand-cart Company--I

Join the Party--Names of the Company--One Party of Emigrants Found in a

Starving Condition

CHAPTER XII.

Myself and two Companions Sent to Search for Missing Companies--We

Find Them--Our Cool Reception at One Camp--Apathy Manifested--Terrible

Sufferings

CHAPTER XIII.

Short Rations--Wagons Unloaded of Their Freight and Loaded With

Emigrants--Myself and Company Left to Guard the Goods--One Sister's

Discouragement

CHAPTER XIV.

We Kill our Cattle to Keep Them from Wolves--Visit from two

Brethren--Letter from President Young--A Mail Company Nearly Perishes

CHAPTER XV.

Our Food Exhausted--Rawhides Cooked and Eaten--Our Fast-Day--An

Unexpected Supper--A Providential Food Supply

CHAPTER XVI.

Kindness of Indians in Providing Food--Express from Salt Lake

City--Visit from an Indian Chief--Scanty Food Supply

CHAPTER XVII.

My Severe Toil in Getting to Camp--Three Stray Cattle Come to the

Fort--The Second Company of the Y. X. Express Passes us--Our Hunt for

the Cattle--Two Days' Travel Without Food--Our Safe Return to Camp

CHAPTER XVIII.

Pulling Sticks--"Rawhides Against Corn"--Our Buffalo Hunt--

Dissatisfaction at the Food Rations--Permission Given to Eat all that

was Wanted--Ben Hampton's Prophecy--Its Fulfillment--A Relief Party

Arrives--Tom Williams' Party of Apostates--He demands the Goods Under

our Care but does not get Them

CHAPTER XIX.

Ample Food Supplies Arrive--I go to Salt Lake City--My Report to

President Young--He Approves it--I am Accused of Stealing--My

Vindication

CHAPTER XX.

My Trading Trip--President Young Asks me to Meet some False

Charges--Wicked Reports Concerning me--Their Unjustness made

Manifest--The President's Stern Reproof to my Accusers--An Excellent

Recommend

CHAPTER XXI.

The Echo Canyon War--An Invading Foe--Plans for Checking its

Progress--Peace Declared--Pardon Granted--The True Cause of the

Trouble--I Work at Saddlery--The Unjustifiable Killing of Yates--Visit

from Indians

CHAPTER XXII.

The Troops Ordered from Camp Floyd to New Mexico--I am Solicited to

Act as Guide--Through the Killing of an Ox I am Charged with being a

Traitor to the Church--The Trial--My Acquittal--I Desire to Return

Home, but am Forced to Continue as Guide

CHAPTER XXIII.

Difficulty in Finding the Trail--The Character of our Commanding

Officer--My Discharge as Guide--A Proposition to Kill Stith--Rejected

by Moore and Myself--Arrival at Santa Fe--The Confidence of the

Quartermaster in me

CHAPTER XXIV.

Leave Santa Fe for Home--Attacked by Robbers--A Shower of Bullets--A

Hard Ride--Incidents of our Journey--A Novel

CHAPTER XXV.

Martin's Cruel Treatment of us--Baker's Kindness--Our Journey

Home--Reception by our Families--Our Claim Against the Government

CHAPTER XXVI.

Duties at Home--Building the Provo Canyon Road--Indulge in a Row--Move

to Salt Lake City--The Black Hawk War--List of the Slain--No Help from

the U. S. Troops

CHAPTER XXVII.

I Decide to Visit the Hostile Indians--Tabby's Message--My Ruse to

Avoid Being Killed or Driven Away--Tabby's Relenting--The Design to

Raid Coalville Frustrated

CHAPTER XXVIII.

My Discharge by the Government Agent--I Prepare, in Mid-Winter, to

Again Visit the Indians--Bradley Sessions Accompanies me--Our Terrible

Journey and Sufferings--Reception at the Agency

CHAPTER XXIX.

I Visit the Indian Camp--Our Big Talk--Some of Their Grievances--The

Kindness of an Indian in Providing me a Horse

CHAPTER XXX.

Another Trip to Uintah Agency--Confidence of the Indians--My Return

to Salt Lake City--Call on Secretary Delano--G. W. Dodge Visits the

Indians as a Peace Commissioner--Speech of Chief Douglas--Treaty with

Grass Valley Indians

CHAPTER XXXI.

Whisky Sold to the Indians--I Forbid the Traffic--Douglas and his Band

Demand an Order for Fire-Water--They Threaten to Kill me--My Trick

on them for Threatening me--Mr. Dodge Orders the Indians Back to the

Reservation--They Refuse to go--Trouble Brewing--Peaceable Settlement

CHAPTER XXXII.

The Killing of an Indian Near Fairview--His Friends Visit me--I Advise

them to keep the Peace and they do so

CHAPTER XXXIII.

The Salt Lake City Election in 1874--Deputy Marshals Attempt to Run

Things--Mayor Wells' Order--The Mob Dispersed--Captain Burt and his Men

Make Some Sore Heads

CHAPTER XXXIV.

President Young Requests Brother Brizzee and Myself to Prepare for a

Mission to Mexico--Mileton G. Trejo Joins the Church--His Remarkable

Conversion--I Report to President Young that I am Ready--One Hundred

Pages of the Book of Mormon Translated into Spanish and Printed

CHAPTER XXXV.

The Missionaries for Mexico--We are to Explore the Country--Our Outfit

and Mode of Travel--Our Stubborn Mules--Incidents of the Journey

CHAPTER XXXVI.

Our Explorations--Arrival at Phoenix--We Push Forward on our

Journey--Camp Among Thieves--A Meeting Held with Indians--Its good

Results

CHAPTER XXXVII.

We Visit the Governor of Arizona--An Indian Country--My Talk with the

Natives--The Custom Officer--He Favors our Entry into Mexico

CHAPTER XXXVIII.

A Priest Warns his Congregation Against Mormons--We Find Some

Friends--Our Plans for the Season--Letter from President Young--Threats

of some Rowdies--The Peaceful Results

CHAPTER XXXIX.

Justice in Early Days--We Prepare to go Further--Our Letter of

Introduction--Loss of our Animals--We Trail and Find Them

CHAPTER XL.

The Object of our Mission--Our Arrival at Chihuahua--Our Generous

Landlord--We Call on the Governor--Interest Aroused Concerning

us--Interview With Robbers

CHAPTER XLI.

We Decide to Visit Guerero--Meeting at Concepcion--We Prepare to Return

Home--The Priest at Temosachic--His Kindness to us--Testimony of a

Stranger

CHAPTER XLII.

Experience at El Valle--We Travel Through a Dangerous Indian

Country--Soldiers on the Move--Visit from an "Old Timer"

CHAPTER XLIII.

Narrative of our Visitor's Life--His Early Studies and Aspirations--His

Marriage to a Deceitful Wife--He Flees to California--His Wife Assumes

Repentance and he Returns to her--Further Hypocrisy

CHAPTER XLIV.

We Meet Leading Brethren in Arizona--Arrival Home--Incorrect Reports

Concerning me--My Horse "Tex"--Meeting With President Young--He Accepts

our Labors

CHAPTER XLV.

A Colonizing Mission to Mexico--I Prefer to be Relieved--My Wish

Not Granted--The Company Who Volunteered--Our Start From St.

George--Parting With President Young

CHAPTER XLVL.

We Locate on Salt River--Letter from President Young--We Commence Work

on our Ditch--Hire Indians to Help us--My Associations with the Red Men

CHAPTER XLVIL.

Deceit of my Interpreter--Indians Apply for Baptism--Some True-Hearted

Natives Receive the Ordinance--Help Given on our Ditch by the Pimas and

Maricopas--The U. S. Agent Forbids my Interfering with the Indians

CHAPTER XLVIII.

I am Accused of Conniving with the Indians to Steal--My

Arrest--Investigation and Discharge--The Fate of Witches Among the

Natives--I Interfere to Prevent their Murder--Captain Norval's

Threat--His Mistake

CHAPTER XLIX.

Opposition to the Indians--An Exciting Meeting--A Commission Appointed

to Investigate Indian Water Claims--Efforts to Rob the Natives--Armed

Men Begin to Gather--Peaceful Settlement

CHAPTER L.

I Decide to Devote Myself to Personal Interests--Summoned as a Witness

in Indian Difficulties--My Own Troubles--I Meet the Demands of my

Brethren Though it Takes my Home

CHAPTER LI.

I Remove to Tonto Basin--Death by Accident of my Wife and Child--Return

to Salt River--My Official Duties There--Trip to Old Mexico

CHAPTER LII.

Accidental Shooting of my Son-in-law--My Opinion of Early Colonization

by the Saints--I go on an Exploring Trip--I Find the Land Described by

President Young--I Endeavor to Make a Purchase but Fail

CHAPTER LIII.

Other Brethren Visit my Proposed Purchase--Their Good Report--Death of

my Son, Wiley--My Return to Salt Lake City--A New Invention

CHAPTER LIV.

The Apache Indians--Ideas Concerning God--A Statement Concerning

the Jesuits--Treachery of Kerker--Slaughter of the Apaches--The

Navajoes--Colonel Chavez' Horse Race--Loss of Government Horses--War

with this Tribe--The Yaqui Tribe--The Tarumaries--A Peculiar Custom

CHAPTER LV.

Letter to the Deseret News--A Brief Review of Mexican

History--Characteristics of the People--Land Grants and

Purchases--Peculiarities of Land Titles--The Climate of Mexico

CHAPTER I.

Cross the Plains with Volunteers to Engage in War with Mexico--

Attacked by Mounted Comanches--Remain in Mexico about Three Years after

the War--Indulge in many of the Wild and Reckless Ways of the People,

but Abstain from Strong Drink and the Worst Vices--Acquire a Knowledge

of the Spanish Language.

In the year 1847, I crossed the plains with the volunteers from St.

Louis, Missouri, going out to take part in the war with Mexico. At that

time the Comanche Indians were a power on the plains. The Battalion I

belonged to was attacked while in camp on the Arkansas River. On the

opposite side of the river were sand hills. Wood was very scarce in the

region and on arriving in camp, it was customary for a number of the

most active young men to go out in search of fuel, generally "buffalo

chips."

On looking across the river there was seen a few small piles of what

looked like driftwood. This had been placed there by the Indians as a

decoy; but no suspicion was felt at the time, as we had heretofore seen

no Indians, neither was there anyone along who understood the Indians'

"tricks."

Some thirty men started in haste for this wood. Only one man taking his

gun, one other had a small pocket pistol. A few of the most active men

secured the wood piled up, whilst the others remained gathering the

scattered sticks and picking berries that grew among the sand-hills.

Suddenly there charged upon them about twenty-five mounted Comanches.

Using their long, sharp spears they would ride a man down, spear him

through, catch him by the hair, and scalp him without dismounting.

They killed and scalped eight men, wounding and scalping another that

recovered. Although there was a battalion of infantry and a company of

cavalry in camp, this was done before help could reach the men. The men

in camp rushed across the river, firing at the Indians, who retreated

as soon as they were in danger. The cavalry company mounted and pursued

for some time but could not overtake the Indians. This was my first

introduction to Indians.

After this we were more watchful. Many attacks were made and men

killed in those days in open daylight in what might be termed a fair

field fight, while others were surprised, and sometimes whole parties

murdered, as was the mail company at Wagon Mound in 1849. Some of them

were personal friends of mine.

At that time, in common with white men generally, I looked upon all

Indians as fit only to be killed.

After the war was over, I remained in Mexico until July, 1850. Of my

stay in that country for some three years, I will give only a brief

sketch and write that which has a bearing on my future life and

actions, as will be given in this work. There are many things that have

occurred in my experience which might be interesting to some but not to

the general reader.

I will say this, and say it truly, I took part in many ways in the

wild, reckless life that was common in that land, so much so that I

often felt condemned, and longed for something to call me away from

where I was, and lead me from the evils I was surrounded by. I had much

pride, always believing myself better than many others. This caused me

to preserve myself from degradation. There was a feeling continually

with me, that if I would keep my body pure and healthy, I would yet

find a condition in life that would be satisfactory to me.

This spirit enabled me to abstain from strong drink and other worse

vices that I could see were destroying the lives of my associates.

Notwithstanding this, I found enough to practice in the way of

gambling, swearing, fighting, and other rough conduct to feel heartily

condemned in my own conscience.

While in Mexico I formed a kindly feeling toward many of the Mexican

people, studied the Spanish language, so as to read and write it and

act as interpreter.

My mind often reverts to those days. I had been left an orphan at

eleven years of age. I then left all my friends and relatives and went

out into the world alone, probably as willful a boy as ever lived. No

one could control me by any other means than kindness, and this I did

not often meet with. The result was, I found myself among rough people

in a wild country among those who knew no law but the knife and pistol.

The old Texas Rangers and many of the Missouri planters being the

leading characters.

I often wonder how I got through, and I can only account for it in one

way: I did not like this way of living. I felt condemned, and often

asked God in all earnestness to help me to see what was right, and

how to serve Him; telling Him I wanted to know positively, and not be

deceived. I felt that the people of this age ought to have prophets to

guide them, the same as of old, and that it was not a "square thing"

to leave them without anything but the Bible, for that could not be

sufficient or the people would not dispute so much over it. These

feelings grew upon me, and I began to be more careful of my conduct,

and felt a greater desire to leave the country.

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