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Then there were a few sharp, discordant strains, and then the Traumerei lifted its spirit-wings of music on the air. The murmurs ceased. The plain grew still. "Romance" followed, and then the haunting strain of the Traumerei rose again. It ceased. Lights began to glimmer here and there. Peace-pipes were being lighted. "You have saved your people," said Umatilla. "Play it again."
A woman yelled 'there goes Reverend Andrews, and death is on him. I said 'no he isn't on me but he's down there. Pretty soon news came that Reverend Hodges had dropped dead. Death had come for someone and would not leave without them. I was weak and he tried me first. Reverend Hodges wasn't looking, so he slipped up on him." "Parson" came to Umatilla, Florida, in 1882 from Georgia with a Mr.
A circle was forming, it widened, and it seemed as though the dreaded dance was about to begin in spite of the command of the old chief. Suddenly a form in white stood beside Umatilla. It was Gretchen. A white arm was raised, and the martial strain of the "Wild Hunt of Lutzow" marched out like invisible horsemen, and caused every Indian to listen.
It is usually held at the time of the full moon, and lasts for several days and nights. One of the principal features is the Tamanous, or Spirit-dance, which takes place at night amid blazing torches and deafening drums. A chief rarely gives a Potlatch; he has no need of honors. But Umatilla desired to close his long and beneficent chieftainship with a gift-feast.
They also discovered a time-table of the Oregon Railway in the wagon, with a note in Japanese characters beside the time for the arrival of the local train from Umatilla. This time-table had evidently been lost by the leader of the party on his flight.
He had known the forest lords of the Hudson Bay Company, and of Astoria; had seen the sail of Gray as it entered the Columbia, and had heard the preaching of Jason Lee. The murder of Whitman had caused him real sorrow. Umatilla was a man of peace. He had loved to travel up and down the Columbia, and visit the great bluffs of the Puget Sea.
From Seattle to Fort Colville. Crossing the Columbia River Bar. The River and its Surroundings. Its Former Magnitude. The Grande Coulée. Early Explorers, Heceta, Meares, Vancouver, Grey. Curious Burial-Place. Chinese Miners. Umatilla. Walla Walla. Sage-Brush and Bunch-Grass. Flowers in the Desert. "Stick" Indians. Klickatats. Spokane Indian. Snakes. Dead Chiefs. A Kamas-Field. Basaltic Rocks.
She had heard that Umatilla would never put on a mask himself, although he allowed the custom at the tribal dances. Mrs. Woods dropped her black eyes from the ominous masks to the honest face of the chief. "There," said she, lifting her arm, "there sits an honest man. He never covered his heart with a mask he never covered his face with a mask. He has promised me protection.
The old chief taught Gretchen to fish in the Columbia, and the withered crone cooked the fish that she caught. Strange visitors came to the lodge, among them an Indian girl who brought her old, withered father strapped upon her back. The aged Indian wished to pay his last respects to Umatilla.
Black Eagle's Feather or Benjamin, as he was called by the settlers was the only one of the children of the old chief who survived a summer of plague, and on this boy Umatilla had put all his hopes and affections.
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