HISTORY OF
COLUMBIA COUNTY .CH APTER I T H E IN D IA N S Civilization struck the native savages o f this continent like a blight. T he great and pop ulous tribes and their strong bands of w ar riors and hunters, fiercer than any wild beast and as untamable as the eagle of the crags, have faded aw ay, and the remnants of the once pow erful and warlike nations are now huddled upon reservations, and in stupid squalor are the paupers o f our nation, b ^ g in g a pitiful cru st o f bread, or in cold and hunger awaking the allowances doled out by the government fo r their support. The swiftness with whkh they are approaching ultimate extinction, the stoicism with which they see and feel the in evitable darkness and destiny closing upon them and their (ate. forms one of the most tragic epics in history. Soon their memory w ill be only a fading tradition. T o real history they tvill give no completed chapter, because they did nothing and were nothing as factors in the grand march o f civilizing forces. They gave the world no thought, no invention, no idea th,at will live or that deserves to be classed with the few things bom of the human brain that live and go on forever. A s a race they had no inherent powers o f sclf-dcvclopmcnt or advancement. I.ike the wild animal they had reached the limits o f (heir capacity, and had they been left here undisturbed by ’ be white race they would have gone on indefi nitely in the same circle— savages breeding savages. Such are nature's resistless laws that the march o f beneficent civilization is over a great highway paved with the bodies and broken
bones o f la ^ a r d nations, nations who pause within the iMundary iine separating the ig norant savage from intelligent progress. Nature tolerates none o f (his sentimental stuff o f " L o . the poor Indian.” It wastes no time in futile tears over the sufferings o f ignorance and filth, but "rem oves" them and lets the fittest survive, and to them belong the earth and the good things thereof. A nd yet even the poor Indian had rights that civilization should have been bound to respect; and civili zation had it within her power to help rather than rob the red men of the forest. T h e one charactcristk that w ill ever redeem the memory of the Indian race from contempt is his intense love for his wild liberty and his unconquerable resolution never to be enslaved —a menial, drawing the wood and water and receiving the blows of the lash from a mas ter's hand. H e would sing his death song and die like the greatest o f stoics, but he would not be yoked. When penned up as a criminal, he beat against the iron bars like the caged eagle and slow ly perished, but died like an Indian brave, and rejoicing that thus he could escape the further tortures that lo him were fa r be yond death itself. The treatment of the red men by the govern ment has not been wise and often unjust. Not only were they cruelly robbed of their lands at times, hut government traders swindled them of their pelts, fu rs and game, and gave them the worst evils o f our civilization— whiskey, powder. lying, deceit and hypocrisy. Govern ment agents and missionaries preached and
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