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.

WHEN the troubles began Brother George A. Smith, who was presiding in

Utah county was in Salt Lake City. There was much confusion in the

county. All the cattle belonging to Provo, twelve hundred head, were

got together on the lake bottom. Barney Ward and I were placed as guard

over them, with orders not to let them get away. We stayed with them

until we were about worn out. No one would come to our relief till

Brother Smith came to give directions. On the third day we heard he had

arrived. I went in early to see him. I had not slept for three nights

and had been in the saddle most of the time, consequently I did not

feel very good-natured. As I was going up to Brother Smith's house I

met three of the principal brethren on the street. They asked where

I was going. I told them to see Brother Smith. They replied that he

was not up and I could not see him. I answered, "I will go and see."

Sure enough they were right and somewhat sarcastically said, "You will

learn some day to not be in such a hurry." I was very angry and made an

ill-natured remark.

After going and getting my breakfast I went back to G. A. Smith's

house. He was sitting by the door in company with the men I had met

before.

Brother Smith shook hands with me saying, "I understand you called me

a big lazy lout. What do you mean by such talk? Did you say it?" I

replied "Yes sir. I have been up with Brother Ward three nights herding

cattle; he is with the cattle now, we are worn out and cannot stand

it any longer; I thought when you only rode from Salt Lake City in a

carriage, and have slept all night, you could just as well get up and

attend to business as for us to be up three nights. That is why I said

it."

Brother Smith turned to one of these men, saying, "Go get some men and

relieve Brother Barney immediately. Bro. Jones go home and go to sleep;

when you wake up you will feel better." I felt ashamed for Bro. Smith

manifested no anger.

When I awoke in the afternoon I went to see Bro. Smith intending to ask

his pardon. On seeing me he took me by the hand, laughing heartily,

asking me if I felt any better, and talking in a very pleasant manner,

giving me no chance to apologize. Many years afterwards he spoke of it,

and laughed about it as a good joke. I relate this to show the nobility

of his character, being above small prejudice. I have met others who

ought to be as good as Brother Smith, who would never have forgiven me

if I had made such a remark about them.

How long the war continued is a question. Active hostilities were kept

up more or less according to opportunities during the summer of '53.

When the Indians had a good chance they would steal or kill. Some were

more or less peaceable when it suited them. I never went out to fight

as I made no pretensions whatever of being an Indian fighter. I did

my portion of military duty. I assisted in various ways in helping to

protect ourselves against the natives, but I always made it a rule to

cultivate a friendly feeling whenever opportunity presented; so much so

that the Indians always recognized me as a friend to their race. I had

learned some little about military affairs while in Mexico. I assisted

in organizing and drilling the militia from time to time. I also acted

as adjutant under Col. P. W. Conover as early as '51. afterwards filled

the same position under Col. Pace in '53. I did not like the office and

resigned, but was induced to accept the office again for the purpose

of making out returns to the government for services rendered by some

of the Utah militia. These returns were accepted, the men paid, and

land warrants issued. I was assisted by L. J. Nuttall and G. W. Hickman

as clerks. After this Brother Nuttall was appointed in my place and

continued to act under Col. Pace to my knowledge, as late as the Echo

Canyon War.

President Young advised the people to wall in their towns. This puzzled

the Indians. We told them it was our intention to shut them out and

have no more to do with them. This they did not like for there was

no great length of time, but what some of the different bands were

on friendly terms with the settlers. Walker finally said if we would

quit building walls, they would quit fighting. But the good peace was

broken, and there was always some of the whites holding grudges against

the Indians. Still we called it peace. The local troubles are matters

of general history. I aim to deal more with that which is not written.

I always considered the natives entitled to a hearing as well as the

whites. Both were often in the wrong. The white men should be patient

and just with the Indians and not demand of them in their untutored

condition the same responsibility they would of the more intelligent

class. Further along in this history we will see the Indians' defence.

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