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  • [Clark:]

  • Wednesday (Friday) 20th.. September 1805.

  • I set out early and proceeded on through a Countrey as 
ruged as usial passed over a low mountain into the forks of 
a large Creek which I kept down 2 miles and assended a high 
Steep mountain leaveing the Creek to our left hand passed 
the head of several dreans on a divideing ridge, and at 12 
miles decended the mountain to a leavel pine Countrey proceeded 
on through a butifull Countrey for three miles to a 
Small Plain in which I found maney Indian lodges, at the 
distance of 1 mile from the lodges, I met 3 (Indian) boys, 
when they saw me [they] ran and hid themselves, (in the grass) 
(I desmounted gave my gun and horse to one of the men,) searched 
(in the grass and) found (2 of the boys) gave them Small pieces 
of ribin & Sent them forward to the village (Soon after) a man 
Came out to meet me, [with great caution] & Conducted me 
[us] to a large Spacious Lodge which he told me (by Signs) 
was the Lodge of his great Chief who had Set out 3 days previous with all the Warriers









Walla Walla W. T.

  • Walla Walla W. T.

  • June 16th, 1862

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  • Colonel,

  • Without being fully advised as to your authority to act in the premises, I deem it my duty to advise you of the condition of things upon the Nez Perces Reservation, hoping that if you do not feel authorized to take any active steps, you will lose no time in conferring with the proper officer. Having spent the last three weeks upon said Reservation, I have seen and know something of the real Condition of affairs there. I find that the treaty terms are being flagrantly and openly violated in almost every particular. The lands of the Indians, even in some instances, their little farms are being taken from them, their stash is being stolen, intoxicating liquor is being sold and given to them without measure, and in one instance at least one of their number was shot down in cold blood by one of these white Robbers. Their condition is indeed wretched and they are almost in despair.

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  • In a word without going further into detail, my opinion is that the prompt action of the military authorities in connection with the civil (for the civil authorities cannot swiftly act among the band of desperados without the presence of the military) in behalf of the Indians by restraining the whites, will prevent the necessity which otherwise must arise and very soon, of sending a larger military force into the field to protect the whites from the just indignation of their wronged and injured natives.

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  • Already there has been an outbreak upon the Umatilla Rservation. The excess nature and extent of which we have not learned.

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  • In view of these bursts I would as one of the civil Officers of the territory request that a detachment of one or more companies of your command be immediately sent to said Nez Perce Reservation at or near Lewiston to assist in the enforcement of the law and to preserve the peace.

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  • I am very truly yours,

  • John J. McGilvra

  • U. S. Atty, for W. T.

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  • Col. Cornelius

  • Commander of Post

  • N. Terr. Walla Walla





Tell General Howard I know his Heart. What He told me before I have in my heart. I am tired of fighting, Looking Glass is dead. too-Hul-hul-sote is dead. The old men are all dead. It is the young men who say yes or no. He who led on the young men is dead. It is cold and we have no blankets. The little children are freezing to death. My people, some of them have run away to the hills, and have no blankets, no food; no one knows where they are -- perhaps freezing to death. I want to have time to look for my children and see how many of them I can find. Maybe I shall find them among the dead. Hear me, my chiefs. I am tired; my heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands I will fight no more forever.

    • Tell General Howard I know his Heart. What He told me before I have in my heart. I am tired of fighting, Looking Glass is dead. too-Hul-hul-sote is dead. The old men are all dead. It is the young men who say yes or no. He who led on the young men is dead. It is cold and we have no blankets. The little children are freezing to death. My people, some of them have run away to the hills, and have no blankets, no food; no one knows where they are -- perhaps freezing to death. I want to have time to look for my children and see how many of them I can find. Maybe I shall find them among the dead. Hear me, my chiefs. I am tired; my heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands I will fight no more forever.


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