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Hong Kong (China) (search for this): chapter 18
ays Red Dog, evading a direct reply to my enquiry. Encouraged by the sound of friendly voices, the younger wife, a pretty Indian girl, peeps through her lashes, while the elder wife stares boldly up into your face, and begs. Both women have a strange resemblance to the nomads seen about a Tartar steppe; just as their sisters on Tule River bear a strange resemblance to the Chinese females in San Francisco. But these savage damsels bring their owner a lower price than their sisters from Hong Kong. Two hundred dollars are supposed to be the value of a comely Chinese girl. This Pai-Ute bought his squaw for twenty dollars. Her friends, it seems, were out of luck; the snow is getting deep; elk and antelope are scarce; and they have sold her to a stranger, as they might have sold him a pony or a dog. The money paid for her will be spent in drink. By law, no whisky can be sold to Indians; but up in these snow-deserts, where is the magistrate to enforce the law? Are you taking her
Winnemucca (Nevada, United States) (search for this): chapter 18
ip into the valley of Humboldt River, a valley rising higher than the top of Snowdon; and are now among the savage mountain tribes-Utes and Shoshones-horse Indians, they are called, in contrast with the tamer savages of the Pacific Slope. At Winnemucca, called after a stout Pah-Ute war chief, we observe an Indian of another branch of the Ute family, wrapped in a thick blanket, leaning on a brand, and guarding two crouching squaws. The air is sharp, the time being mid-winter, and the plateauut as the tribes fall off in numbers, the women pass more frequently from lodge to lodge. Red Dogs, with money in their belts, are now scouring the land in search of squaws. Have you not girls enough in your own camp, without coming up to Winnemucca when you want a wife? No; not enough. White men have taken nearly all our squaws. It is a fact; for them, a sad and bitter fact. Some Indian tribelets are so poor in squaws, that many of the hunters have no partners; and the chiefs and
Salt Lake City (Utah, United States) (search for this): chapter 18
trast with the tamer savages of the Pacific Slope. At Winnemucca, called after a stout Pah-Ute war chief, we observe an Indian of another branch of the Ute family, wrapped in a thick blanket, leaning on a brand, and guarding two crouching squaws. The air is sharp, the time being mid-winter, and the plateau higher than Ben Nevis;. yet the two young women crouching on the ground are clothed in nothing but cotton rags. Pai-Ute? I ask, having lately met some members of his tribe in Salt Lake City, where the new developments of doctrine are seducing many of his people into joining the church of Latter Day Saints. Pai-Ute, he says. Your name? Red Dog. Smoke a cigar? Red Dog unslips a corner of his blanket, draws the wool about his throat, and lights the Indian weed; a luxury more tempting to his savage tastes than anything on earth except a drink of fire-water. His squaws look up and smile, though with a shrinking air; an elder and a younger woman; each with H
Humboldt River (Nevada, United States) (search for this): chapter 18
han males, and in these lodges the females are bought and sold like cows and slaves. Rounding Cape Horn and passing the summit near Truckee, three or four miles from Donner Lake, the scene of a wild winter legend, we dip into the valley of Humboldt River, a valley rising higher than the top of Snowdon; and are now among the savage mountain tribes-Utes and Shoshones-horse Indians, they are called, in contrast with the tamer savages of the Pacific Slope. At Winnemucca, called after a stout Po work. I get more dollar, buy more squaw. You make them work for you? The rascal grins, and clutches at his brand. Poor creatures, he will make them grind and toil; perhaps lend them out as road-menders, possibly drive them to the Humboldt River camps. Among the Mission Indians, who are broken more or less to gentle ways, a buck may beat his squaw, in passion, but he seldom forces her to work. His women, as a rule, are willing slaves, eager to sweat for their ungrateful lord; but i
China (China) (search for this): chapter 18
sound of friendly voices, the younger wife, a pretty Indian girl, peeps through her lashes, while the elder wife stares boldly up into your face, and begs. Both women have a strange resemblance to the nomads seen about a Tartar steppe; just as their sisters on Tule River bear a strange resemblance to the Chinese females in San Francisco. But these savage damsels bring their owner a lower price than their sisters from Hong Kong. Two hundred dollars are supposed to be the value of a comely Chinese girl. This Pai-Ute bought his squaw for twenty dollars. Her friends, it seems, were out of luck; the snow is getting deep; elk and antelope are scarce; and they have sold her to a stranger, as they might have sold him a pony or a dog. The money paid for her will be spent in drink. By law, no whisky can be sold to Indians; but up in these snow-deserts, where is the magistrate to enforce the law? Are you taking her home to your own country? Ugh! he hisses through his teeth, the P
Truckee (California, United States) (search for this): chapter 18
Chapter 18: bucks and squaws. More than the White women gain, their Red sisters lose by this unnatural disparity of the male and female sexes. In the Indian lodges, there are more females than males, and in these lodges the females are bought and sold like cows and slaves. Rounding Cape Horn and passing the summit near Truckee, three or four miles from Donner Lake, the scene of a wild winter legend, we dip into the valley of Humboldt River, a valley rising higher than the top of Snowdon; and are now among the savage mountain tribes-Utes and Shoshones-horse Indians, they are called, in contrast with the tamer savages of the Pacific Slope. At Winnemucca, called after a stout Pah-Ute war chief, we observe an Indian of another branch of the Ute family, wrapped in a thick blanket, leaning on a brand, and guarding two crouching squaws. The air is sharp, the time being mid-winter, and the plateau higher than Ben Nevis;. yet the two young women crouching on the ground are cloth
Donner Lake (California, United States) (search for this): chapter 18
Chapter 18: bucks and squaws. More than the White women gain, their Red sisters lose by this unnatural disparity of the male and female sexes. In the Indian lodges, there are more females than males, and in these lodges the females are bought and sold like cows and slaves. Rounding Cape Horn and passing the summit near Truckee, three or four miles from Donner Lake, the scene of a wild winter legend, we dip into the valley of Humboldt River, a valley rising higher than the top of Snowdon; and are now among the savage mountain tribes-Utes and Shoshones-horse Indians, they are called, in contrast with the tamer savages of the Pacific Slope. At Winnemucca, called after a stout Pah-Ute war chief, we observe an Indian of another branch of the Ute family, wrapped in a thick blanket, leaning on a brand, and guarding two crouching squaws. The air is sharp, the time being mid-winter, and the plateau higher than Ben Nevis;. yet the two young women crouching on the ground are cloth
Tule (California, United States) (search for this): chapter 18
l grins with a triumphant air, through all his daubs of paint. Are you a Mormon, eh? Plenty of Pai-Utes are Mormon chiefs; Pai-Utes very fond of Enoch, says Red Dog, evading a direct reply to my enquiry. Encouraged by the sound of friendly voices, the younger wife, a pretty Indian girl, peeps through her lashes, while the elder wife stares boldly up into your face, and begs. Both women have a strange resemblance to the nomads seen about a Tartar steppe; just as their sisters on Tule River bear a strange resemblance to the Chinese females in San Francisco. But these savage damsels bring their owner a lower price than their sisters from Hong Kong. Two hundred dollars are supposed to be the value of a comely Chinese girl. This Pai-Ute bought his squaw for twenty dollars. Her friends, it seems, were out of luck; the snow is getting deep; elk and antelope are scarce; and they have sold her to a stranger, as they might have sold him a pony or a dog. The money paid for her will
San Francisco (California, United States) (search for this): chapter 18
Are you a Mormon, eh? Plenty of Pai-Utes are Mormon chiefs; Pai-Utes very fond of Enoch, says Red Dog, evading a direct reply to my enquiry. Encouraged by the sound of friendly voices, the younger wife, a pretty Indian girl, peeps through her lashes, while the elder wife stares boldly up into your face, and begs. Both women have a strange resemblance to the nomads seen about a Tartar steppe; just as their sisters on Tule River bear a strange resemblance to the Chinese females in San Francisco. But these savage damsels bring their owner a lower price than their sisters from Hong Kong. Two hundred dollars are supposed to be the value of a comely Chinese girl. This Pai-Ute bought his squaw for twenty dollars. Her friends, it seems, were out of luck; the snow is getting deep; elk and antelope are scarce; and they have sold her to a stranger, as they might have sold him a pony or a dog. The money paid for her will be spent in drink. By law, no whisky can be sold to Indians; bu
Ben Nevis (search for this): chapter 18
of Humboldt River, a valley rising higher than the top of Snowdon; and are now among the savage mountain tribes-Utes and Shoshones-horse Indians, they are called, in contrast with the tamer savages of the Pacific Slope. At Winnemucca, called after a stout Pah-Ute war chief, we observe an Indian of another branch of the Ute family, wrapped in a thick blanket, leaning on a brand, and guarding two crouching squaws. The air is sharp, the time being mid-winter, and the plateau higher than Ben Nevis;. yet the two young women crouching on the ground are clothed in nothing but cotton rags. Pai-Ute? I ask, having lately met some members of his tribe in Salt Lake City, where the new developments of doctrine are seducing many of his people into joining the church of Latter Day Saints. Pai-Ute, he says. Your name? Red Dog. Smoke a cigar? Red Dog unslips a corner of his blanket, draws the wool about his throat, and lights the Indian weed; a luxury more tempting to h
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