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18/12/2023

American Horse – A Shrewd Sioux Chief
One of the wittiest and shrewdest of the Sioux chiefs was American Horse, who succeeded to the name and position of an uncle, killed in the battle of Slim Buttes in 1876. The younger American Horse was born a little before the encroachments of the whites upon the Sioux country became serious and their methods aggressive, and his early manhood brought him into that most trying and critical period of our history. He had been tutored by his uncle since his own father was killed in battle while he was still very young. The American Horse band was closely attached to a trading post, and its members, in consequence, were inclined to be friendly with the whites, a policy closely adhered to by their leader.
When he was born, his old grandfather said: “Put him out in the sun! Let him ask his great-grandfather, the Sun, for the warm blood of a warrior!” And he had warm blood. He was a genial man, liking notoriety and excitement. He always seized an opportunity to leap into the center of the arena.
In early life, he was a clownish sort of boy among the boys —an expert mimic and impersonator. This talent made him popular and in his way a leader. He was a natural actor, and early showed marked ability as a speaker.
American Horse was about ten years old when he was attacked by three Crow warriors while driving a herd of ponies to water. Here he displayed native cunning and initiative. It seemed he had scarcely a chance to escape, for the enemy was near. He yelled frantically at the ponies to start them toward home, while he dropped off into a thicket of willows and hid there.
A part of the herd was caught in sight of the camp and there was a counter chase, but the Crows got away with the ponies. Of course, his mother was frantic, believing her boy had been killed or captured; but after the excitement was over, he appeared in camp unhurt. When questioned about his escape, he remarked: “I knew they would not take the time to hunt for small game when there was so much bigger close by.”

17/12/2023

She looked at me with big sad eyes and said, “We are grateful for the return to life, but the Season of the Ghost Face is coming soon. We will starve without our crops and our people to help and protect us. What we can do? Will you help us?"
“We burned the bodies of your people to save them from black birds, coyotes and wolves. We didn't take anything from your ranchery. The witch took you and ten pack horses from your rancher and then burned everything, even your crops. There's nothing left for you. My friends and I are returning north to our land, which the Indus has taken from us. Where do you want to go? We will help you if we can, but we must go quickly. The time we can stay away from the reservation is shrinking.
She looked at the white sparkling sand and the seething, roaring river and held her stomach. “My child needs the help of a man to grow up strong. He needs him to put food in my stomach. I need food to get milk in my chest, otherwise the baby will starve, and so will I.” She looked at me with pleading eyes. "Mescalero, send us or sell us, but don't leave us to starve."

12/12/2023

Infants born into a Comanche village were wonderfully welcomed as precious members of the community.
In their initial days of life, cherished little ones were wrapped in robes and received unending care from their mothers. The baby was eventually placed in a day cradle to allow the mother to do her daily tasks. The child would soon be carried on the mother's back. As the mother moved about, the small one seemed both happy and secure.
When the mother rode a horse, a child would be situated in front of the mother. Moreover, little girls began to quickly pick up the skill of riding horses as soon as they were able to grasp the leather reins.
Over time, the girls became very accomplished riders within the village.

Wonderful picture entitled "Children who took part in the great Gift Dance given by the Apaches to the Comanches." Circa 1911. Taken by Bates, Lawton, Oklahoma. Photograph courtesy of Worthpoint.

11/12/2023

Picture of Quanah Parker and two of his wives, Topay and Chonie.
Quanah Parker was the last Chief of the Commanches and never lost a battle to the white man. His tribe roamed over the area where Pampas stands. He was never captured by the Army, but decided to surrender and lead his tribe into the white man's culture, only when he saw that there was no alternative.
His was the last tribe in the Staked Plains to come into the reservation system.
Quanah, meaning "fragrant," was born about 1850, son of Comanche Chief Peta Nocona and Cynthia Ann Parker, a white girl taken captive during the 1836 raid on Parker's Fort, Texas. Cynthia Ann Parker was recaptured, along with her daughter, during an 1860 raid on the Pease River in northwest Texas. She had spent 24 years among the Comanche, however, and thus never readjusted to living with the whites again.
She died in Anderson County, Texas, in 1864 shortly after the death of her daughter, Prairie Flower. Ironically, Cynthia Ann's son would adjust remarkably well to living among the white men. But first he would lead a bloody war against them.
Quanah and the Quahada Comanche, of whom his father, Peta Nocona had been chief, refused to accept the provisions of the 1867 Treaty of Medicine Lodge, which confined the southern Plains Indians to a reservation, promising to clothe the Indians and turn them into farmers in imitation of the white settlers.
Knowing of past lies and deceptive treaties of the "White man", Quanah decided to remain on the warpath, raiding in Texas and Mexico and out maneuvering Army Colonel Ronald S. Mackenzie and others. He was almost killed during the attack on buffalo hunters at Adobe Walls in the Texas Panhandle in 1874. The U.S. Army was relentless in its Red River campaign of 1874-75. Quanah's allies, the Quahada were weary and starving.
Mackenzie sent Jacob J. Sturm, a physician and post interpreter, to solicit the Quahada's surrender. Sturm found Quanah, whom he called "a young man of much influence with his people," and pleaded his case. Quanah rode to a mesa, where he saw a wolf come toward him, howl and trot away to the northeast. Overhead, an eagle "glided lazily and then whipped his wings in the direction of Fort Sill," in the words of Jacob Sturm. This was a sign, Quanah thought, and on June 2, 1875, he and his band surrendered at Fort Sill in present-day Oklahoma.

09/12/2023

Comanche Chief Quanah Parker with a portrait of his mother, Cynthia Ann Parker, and sister, Prairie Flower (Toposannah). 1892. Oklahoma. Photo by Hutchins & Lanney. Source - National Anthropological Archives.

06/12/2023

"Harold Albert Tantaquidgeon, from New London County, Connecticut - Mohegan - circa 1935
{Note: Harold Albert Tantaquidgeon was born in 1904, the son of John Winslow Tantaquidgeon & Harriet Winifred Fielding. Harold Albert Tantaquidgeon served in three branches of the U.S. Armed Services. He served in the U.S. Coast Guard prior to World War II; he served in the U.S. Air Corps during World War II, and served in the U.S. Army during the Korean War. In World War II, PFC Tantaquidgeon was a B-25 tail-gunner in the 418th Night Fighter Squadron, 308th Bombardment Wing, of U.S. Army 5th Air Force. Harold Albert Tantaquidgeon died in 1989.}"

05/12/2023

Floyd Red Crow Westerman
Floyd Red Crow Westerman reached a mass international audience as the wise, old Sioux chief Ten Bears in Dances with Wolves (1990); he played the recurring role of the codebreaker Albert Hosteen on The X-Files (1995-99) and served as Indian chiefs, elders and shamans in dozens of other films and TV programmes.
His deeply etched features personified the history of an entire people for western audiences. He was described by his friend Dennis Banks, the founder in 1968 of the American Indian Movement (AIM), as “the greatest cultural ambassador that Indian America ever had” and by Indian Country Today newspaper as “one of the most recognisable American Indians of the 20th century”.

04/12/2023

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03/12/2023

WOUNDED KNEE - 1890
In the late 1880s, the Paiute Shaman Wovoka gave the American Indians of the Great Plains some much needed hope. He taught that the traditional ways of the Native Americans could return. The spirits of the dead would return, the buffalo would come back and a tidal wave of soil would bury the whites and restore the prairie. In order to bring theses events to pass, dancers needed to dance the Ghost Dance. The dancers would wear brightly colored shirts decorated with eagles and buffalos. The ghost shirts would protect the wearer from the bullets of the soldiers. Sitting Bull encouraged the Ghost Dance religion.
By 1890 white settlers and the Indian agents in charge of overseeing the reservation were fearful of the encouraged Native Americans. General Nelson A. Miles assembled an army of over 5,000 to contain the bands in the area. The government ordered that chiefs were to be arrested. While attempting to arrest Sitting Bull, troops killed the famous Lakota chief.
Upon hearing about the death of Sitting Bull, Chief Big Foot and approximately 300 of his band headed south, seeking the protection of the Pine Ridge Reservation. Col. James W. Forsyth and his troops intercepted the group at Wounded Knee Creek. On the morning of December 29, 1890 Big Foot and his warriors were meeting with the Army officers. A shot rang out. The soldiers turned their rifles on the Native Americans. From the heights above, rapid-firing Hotchkiss guns were fired at the encampment. As the men, women and children fled, some into the ravine next to the camp, they were cut down in a cross-fire. Those not suffering that fate were chased by the soldiers and butchered. In all over 153 Sioux men women and children were massacred, 44 were wounded. Big Foot was among the dead.
The massacre effectively ended the Ghost Dance movement and was the last large encounter of the Indian Wars.

02/12/2023

A'ho Brothers & Sisters
Beautiful Vintage Photograph of a Native American Family

30/11/2023

Two Leggings (Crow: Issaatxalúash) or Apitisée ("Big (Whooping) Crane") was a Crow Akdúxxiilee (warrior), Íipche Akeé (war leader or pipe carrier) and Bacheeítche (local group leader) of the Binnéessiippeele (River Crow Band). Two Legging's exact birth date is unknown. It is assumed he was born between the years of 1846 and 1851. His death is recorded as April 23, 1923.
The events of Two Legging's life were documented by William Wildschut, the author of Two Leggings: The Making of a Crow Warrior. This biography has served as an important source of information about Plains Indian life, as it was, prior to the reservation era.
Two Leggings resided in the Crow Nation with the rank of Pipe Holder, equal to platoon lieutenant. Once the extermination of the American bison began, the competition among the Plains Indians was at its fiercest. War became a struggle of life and death in the many plains societies. War was no trivial matter, in the societies it was a very spiritual matter. War required the proper ceremonies and occult assistance. Triumph in war was contingent on divine arrangements, war medicine, the bravery of the warrior, and the expertise they possessed. Owing to the constant state of war found in the Great Plains, death in conflict was a special honor, people who died young were thought to have had a weak sacred helper or that they did not abide by their sacred father. Warriors who lived into old age were believed to have very formidable spiritual helpers. Two Leggings lived to be quite old, though it was deemed that he did not have a very strong spiritual helper due to the inadequacy of his spiritual manifestations. He eventually went onto buy War Medicine from Sees the Living Bull, but ultimately it did little to help him.

29/11/2023

Native American girl Katie Roubideaux, about 1900. Photograph by John Anderson who worked primarily at Fort Niobrara in Nebraska and on the Rosebud Reservation in South Dakota. Born in Sweden in 1869, he came to the New Country with his parents, eventually settling in Cherry County, Nebraska, in 1884. John was sent to Pennsylvania to be educated and it was during this time he became familiar with photography. By 1887 he was working as a civilian photographer for the army at Fort Niobrara, near Valentine, Nebraska. In the early 1890s he was working as a clerk in the Rosebud Reservation trading post operated by Colonel Charles P. Jordan. Anderson was a prolific photographer.
The story told by Nebraska State Historical Society

28/11/2023

Graham Greene and George Leach in Into the West (2005)

26/11/2023

Black Bull. Blackfoot. Montana. Early 1900s. Photo by Roland W. Reed. Source - Denver Museum of Nature and Science.

25/11/2023

Kiowa boys, Fort Sill, 1890
Photo by H.P. Robinson

24/11/2023

𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐠 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐧, 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐱 (𝟏𝟖𝟕𝟎-𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟔)
"I was six years and fourteen days old at the time of the Custer fight. As it was told to me by my father Chief Black Eagle and my mother White Swan, the sister of Chief Crazy Horse….We left Pine Ridge [Reservation] the eight day of May 1876. Arrived in Montana about June the fifth. My people expected truble they divided up into three different villages. In case of attact they would not be caught in a trap. They knew Custer had left fort Lincolm for the Little Big Horn. Chief Gall and Chief Two-Moons sent word to my uncle Chief Crazy Horse that they were on their way to join him in case of truble with Custer they hatted him for the killing of the fifty three old women men and children and for burning their village several years before [This is a reference to the battle of Wash*ta River, Nov. 27, 1868] and he R***d Black Kettle fourteen year old daughter she gave berth to a boy who is known as Yellow Hawk that they claim is his son from that attact….
On Sunday morning June 25th 1876 Custer…divided his forces into four grupes send Reno to attack my people from the southwest of the Big Horn River. Benteen from the northeast. Godfry and McDugal with the supply train….He told them he would…make the attact at four oclock….About 2 PM…we heard shots fired later we were told that my father and Chief Standing Bear had blocked Captain Benteen from crossing the river. Ghost Dogs, and Crow King had blocked Reno and his men Stinking Bear had Blocked Godfre and McDougal.
About 3 oclock Custer appeared and my uncle Crazy Horse rode out and then retreated like they were afraid. Custer came riding on then. Chief Gall came out to the left side of Custer and Two Moons and his Cheyenns came to the right of Custer. When Custer seen this he started his charge then he dismounted, placed his men on high grounds his horses placed under senteries the Indians made a curcle around him then rode their horses accross the circle kicking up durt [to] stampead his horses. Then the Indians made their attact. Custer bugle sounded for the sentries to bring the horses but they had been killed his bugle sounded for retreat but…most of his men and horses were killed. some said he was the last one to die but that not true. Captain Kegho was the last man to be killed and his horse Comanche was the only horse alive….my people said no one knows who killed [Custer] or when he fell. they say the battle lasted forty minutes….the Indians had better guns than the soldiers good horsemen and knew the country and planed how to fight the battle…''

21/11/2023

Sam Elliot Shooting and Graham Greene

20/11/2023

"We Indians know about silence. We are not afraid of it. In fact, for us, silence is more powerful than words. Our elders were trained in the ways of silence, and they handed over this knowledge to us. Observe, listen, and then act, they would tell us. That was the manner of living.
With you, it is just the opposite. You learn by talking. You reward the children that talk the most at school. In your parties, you all try to talk at the same time. In your work, you are always having meetings in which everybody interrupts everybody and all talk five, ten or a hundred times. And you call that ‘solving a problem’. When you are in a room and there is silence, you get nervous. You must fill the space with sounds. So you talk compulsorily, even before you know what you are going to say.
White people love to discuss. They don’t even allow the other person to finish a sentence. They always interrupt. For us Indians, this looks like bad manners or even stupidity. If you start talking, I’m not going to interrupt you. I will listen. Maybe I’ll stop listening if I don’t like what you are saying, but I won’t interrupt you.
When you finish speaking, I’ll make up my mind about what you said, but I will not tell you I don’t agree unless it is important. Otherwise, I’ll just keep quiet and I’ll go away. You have told me all I need to know. There is no more to be said. But this is not enough for the majority of white people.
People should regard their words as seeds. They should sow them, and then allow them to grow in silence. Our elders taught us that the earth is always talking to us, but we should keep silent in order to hear her.
There are many voices besides ours. Many voices…”
-Ella Deloria

17/11/2023

Portrait of Ah-Weh-Eyu (Pretty Flower), of the Seneca nation, 1908.

16/11/2023

A'HO ❤️❤️

17/07/2023

How adorable 🥰

05/07/2023

Absolutely awesome !

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