remember one
incident in particular. We were getting ready to camp for the night
when Carson saw a band of Indians coming directly towards us. They
were mounted on horses and were riding very slowly and had their
horses packed with Buffalo meat.
With the exception of Carson we were all scared, thinking the Indians
were coming to take our scalps. As they came nearer our camp Carson
said, "Boys, we are going to have a feast".
On the way out Carson had taught me to call him "Uncle Kit." So I said,
"Uncle Kit, are you going to kill an Indian and cook him for supper?"
He laughed and answered, "No, Willie, not quite as bad as that. Besides,
I don't think we are hungry enough to eat an Indian, if we had one
cooked by a French cook; but what will be better, to my taste at least,
the Indians are bringing us some Buffalo meat for our supper," and sure
enough they proved to be friendly.
They were a portion of the Caw tribe, which was friendly with the
whites at that time. They had been on a hunt, and had been successful
in getting all the game they wanted. When they rode up to our camp
they surrounded Carson every one of them, trying to shake his hand
first. Not being acquainted with the ways of the Indians, the rest of us
did not understand what this meant, and we got our guns with the
intention of protecting him from danger, but seeing what we were about
to do, Carson sang out to us, "Hold on, boys. These are our friends,"
and as soon, as they were done shaking hands with him Carson said
something to them in a language I did not understand, and they came
and offered their hands to shake with us. The boys and myself with the
rest stood and gazed at the performance in amazement, not knowing
what to do or say. These were the first wild Indians we boys had ever
seen. As soon as the hand shaking was over, Carson asked me to give
him my knife which I carried in my belt. He had given the knife to me
when we left St. Louis. I presume Carson had a hundred just such
knives as this one was in his pack, but he could not take the time then
to get one out. For my knife he traded a yearling Buffalo, and there was
meat enough to feed his whole crew three or four days. That was the
first Indian "Pow-wow" that I had ever seen or heard of either.
The Indians ate supper with us, and after that they danced "the Peace
Dance" after smoking the Pipe of Peace with Uncle Kit. The smoking
and dancing lasted perhaps an hour, and then the Indians mounted their
horses and sped away to their own village.
I was with Carson off and on about twelve years, but I never saw him
appear to enjoy himself better than he did that night. After the Indians
had gone, Uncle Kit imitated each one of us as he said we looked when
the Indians first appeared in sight. He had some in the act of running
and others trying to hide behind the horse, and he said that if the
ground had been loose we would have tried to dig a hole to crawl into.
One of the party he described as sitting on his pack with his mouth
wide open, and he said he could not decide whether the man wanted to
swallow an Indian or a Buffalo.
The next morning we pulled out from there, crossing the divide
between this stream and the Arkansas. Just before we struck the
Arkansas river, we struck the Santa-Fe trail. This trail led from St-Joe
on the Missouri river to Santa-Fe, New Mexico, by the way of Bent's
Fort, as it was called then. Bent's Fort was only a Trading Station,
owned by Bent and Robedoux. These two men at that time handled all
the furs that were trapped from the head of the North Platte to the head
of the Arkansas; the Santa-Fe trail, as it was then called, was the only
route leading to that part of the country.
After traveling up the Arkansas river some distance, above what is
known as Big Bend, we struck the Buffalo Country, and I presume it
was a week that we were never out of the sight of Buffalos. I remember
we camped on the bank of the river just above Pawne Rock that night;
the next morning we were up early and had our breakfast, as we
calculated to make a big drive that day. Carson had been telling us how
many days it would take us
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