Jack Purmatah, Quanah, Sada-techka, Comanches, Loud Talker, Kiowa,
accompanied by H.P. Jones interpreter are at present our guests.
Quanah is the son of a Texas white woman, whose surname, Parker, is that by which one of the counties of that state is today recognized.
This woman, when a child, was captured by a raiding band of Comanches. Alienation from home soon bred forgetfulness, and by the time maturity was reached she had become so inoculated with the habits and practices of her captors as not to be distinguished from the women of that tribe. Her identity was almost entirely lost by a union with Put-tark, a Comanche, by whom she had three children. A few years later the hostile Comanches raided the Texas border, Put-tark’s wife followed in his wake, when, by a strange chance of fortune she was recaptured by the whites.
It was not long until the fact of this capture reached the ears of the surviving brother of the woman’s father.
Impelled by the thought that the captive and his lost niece might be one and the same, Mr. Parker hastened to Fort Worth in the hope of proving this identity.
After an interview in which fruitless efforts vere made on the part of the interpreter to call up some forgotten memory of the past, Mr. Parker turned away disheartened and disappointed.
Stopping and looking back he said, “I will make one last throw, we called the little one Cynthia Ann.” Before the interpreter could speak, the woman bounded upon her feet and striking her breast cried in Comanche:
That we “love our chains” was perhaps never better illustrated than in this case. Back to those of her own blood she was carried but she yearned for the people of her adoption.
Gladly would she have sacrificed the ease and comfort of her life for some word of her boys. This longing wore her life away before she learned that one had been killed in the raid in which she was taken, while Quanah lives to advocate progressive measures for the uplifting of his people.
Quanah’s maternal inheritance consists of two leagues of land granted by the Texas Legislature in recognition of the curious facts of his history, and also a portrait of his mother which is at present among the features of the exhibit
of the state of Texas at the New Orleans Exposition.
There was speech making on the part of the chiefs, and others. By way of introduction Captain said “Next June, will be 29 years since I met these people on the Little Washita down in the Indian Territory.”
He remembered the time and place and incident very well. As Mr. Standing was an old friend of the chiefs, he having spend his first years among the Indians in the tribes they represent, Captain asked him to make a few introductory remarks.
Mr. Standing said in part: Among the many opportunities that come to us here that would not come elsewhere is that of meeting many of the prominent Indian chiefs of the day, from most of the Indian tribes of the United States.
These men have become great in their tribes by reason of force of character and natural ability, and have by the same means compelled the respect of all with whom they have come in contact. They have no education, but are intelligent and know how to make a good bargain.
One of the strongest educational forces that had acted upon the Western portion of the country they represent has come by Indians visiting Carlisle and seeing as they could not see elsewhere the possibilities of education.
We cannot estimate the good results of these visits; they are productive of very great good to the Indians as well as the people of the country.
After a-few minutes.more of very good talk,
i.h relation td the Kiowas and Comanches,
Mr. St&dingintroduced Quanah Packer. He
is not educat’ed in.books but is well versed in
general knowledge and business experience.
The Comau4pee are divided into small barids.
The band wliich Qnanah represents is called
QuabadeAntelbpe Eaters. The other bands
are Buffalo Eaters, Honey Eaters and Root . Eaters. i :,
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Quanah is a rich man, owning 1000 head of cattle. He lives in a $6000 house, has 200 head of ponies, and 300 acres of land under cultivation.
Twenty years ago he had nothing. When Quanah arose he was greeted with loud applause and spoke without interpreter. He had explained to Mr. Standing that he was afraid that he would not be understood in his broken English, but Mr. Standing asked the audience to be very still, and all were very still while Quanah said in part: “I not talk English much. I been here. I days. I look all at you. I find out everything good. I come ‘000 miles Rest. Oklahoma, that’s where I come from. I telegraph the commissioner, me wants see my children. I go down Washington, I tell what I see here. Government wants open Indian country, Indian he no ready yet. You all Indian like me. Indian DO understand farm. He don’t know it how to make homes. That’s my idea.
I don’t want to open my country soon. Some poor Indians no ready yet. May be half of it, they ready. That’s what I come for. That’s what I tell Commissioner.”
We have not space to give the entire speech. Then Lone Wolf was introduced. Delos, his son, interpreted. When he began in the very strange Kiowa tongue many of the smaller children could not refrain from smiling, and some audibily, which was not meant for any disrespect. This lasted but a second, however, when Delos began with. “He says: The first thought I wish to present to you is in a line concerning our business. We are on our way to Washington to adjust some matters concerning our people. Commissioners were appointed to treat with us. You no doubt have read of the proceedings. My friends Capt.
Pratt and Mr. Standing have read and know. The Commissioners saw that the old chiefs were weak and they made things go their own way. We found that we will receive rations only two years, and not half of our people are farmers and are not able yet to take care of themselves. The time is too short. I am doing what I can in my feeble efforts to help my people.
We have schools, one a mission school, and the two largest are Government schools. We are doing what we can to help the cause of education among our people. We cannot help feeling that Carlisle is doing a work that cannot be compared with any work that if going forward among the Indians.
The reservation schools have allowed the children to speak the Indian tongue. Carlisle does not and for that reason Carlisle is
Two years ago when I was here and stood before you, I said that I could see no difference between the pale faced children and our own, and it is because of the work that is going on here.
I have said time and again, we men are as children. Our children who have learned the English language are stronger than we are.
I have seen great buildings here which the Indian boys helped to erect. If Indians can do these things, Indians can do anything, [applause], and I extend the thanks of my people to your beloved Superintendent for such advantages.
I cannot help feeling that he is a first rate doctor; he is giving you good medicine.” Then Captain wound up the evening with a
few remarks, showing his strong belief in Lone Wolf’s assertion that Indians can learn to do all that the white man can if they have the same opportnuity. He (Captain) would have been as much an Indian as Lone Wolf had he been born in Indian surroundings with no opportunity or encouragement bo be otherwise.
“Lonewolf says you look like white people, it is because you have associated with white people,” said Captain.
When Chief Quanah Parker was asked if he
werd a Democrat or Republican he replied.;
“J staud up both sides.”
It will be remembered that Quanah Parker’s
mother was a white woman, taken captive
when a child during one of the raids made
down iu Texas by bhe Comanches mauy years
sgo. She grew up as one of the wild Indians
and fiually married an Indiau of the tribe.
When Quanah was quite a little child the
whites recaptured his mother and carried he1
back to her friends and surroundings, but EAR
had been so long with her Indian oapcors that
she had imbibed their spirit and begged to be
taken back to her wild Indian home. Is it not
so that External influences make the man?
Her friends would not take her back and so
she died of a broken heart. With her dying
breath SLP besought them to let her go back
to her Indian husband and children. It is said
that Quanah does not drink anythiug stronger
than coffee. neither will he gamble. He
claims rhat a chieftain occupying the position
be does needs all his mental facultiqs clear 80
that he may wisely govern his people.
JANUARY 31, 1896 INDIAN HELPER.