“The attack of the Indians on the caravan of emigrants “
“The indigenous inhabitants of the New World, Indians, currently have a relatively small territory, which gradually narrows under the pressure of civilization. Meanwhile, being warlike, wandering, who is engaged exclusively hunting, they need the vast spaces of the Earth …
It is clear that every new resettler plays the role of a sworn enemy in the eyes of the Indians, encroaching on the welfare of the entire tribe. Hence a series of strife, wild raids, robberies and barbaric violence.
Our drawing depicts one of such bloody dramas. The caravan of the emigrants, making his way to the salty lake and located at night on vacation under the protection of the sentries, was taken by surprise by the Indians. Migrating the emigrants for a long time and seizing the free minute, the savages reached the camp with crawling and hidden by thick grass interrupted all the sentries. Emigrants, still poorly waking up from sleep, grabbed their weapons. But the Indians suppressed them with a number: most men were killed, the rest were injured. Women are connected and thrown into horses. Here and there the struggle boils, but its outcome is already determined.
Woe to the one who survived this massacre. Hell torture, inhuman torment await him. In the edification of the rest of the pale -faced, he will be burned over low heat, having previously mutilated, losing his arms, legs, eyes.
The Indians, however, are not only white. Their brothers falling into their hands endure the same fate. The foremen and warriors sit in a circle and light the tubes. A captive is taken to the middle. Palachi women surround him, torture begins. The unfortunate is crucified and fired under it. The captive, in turn, wanting to inflict as many insults as possible as possible, is trying to preserve the most calm look. He begins to sing in a loud voice a warlike song in which he describes his exploits. Finally, women, without enduring, throw them at him, torment him, whipped with burning branches. Fitin, impregnated with gray and set fire to other wounds; Others pull their eyes and inserts hot coals into the hollows. When the prisoner loses consciousness from suffered torment, he is doused with cold water, revive and then begin to torture again.
For the sake of characterizing the Indian morals, we give the following case, told by one English traveler:
The boy from the Ojibwe tribe was taken away by the Indians of the Fox tribe and brought up by them. Having grown up and went to the war, the young Ozhibwe captured his uncle. To prove that his former kinship does not matter to him that he was a real Fox, the young man crucified his prisoner above the bonfire, burned his whole back, and then let go with the words “Say that I took care of your health and took measures so that you were so that you Not a chisky. ” Some time later, his uncle recovered and, in turn, captivated his nephew. Remembering the care of the latter, he killed a deer, tore off his skin with his fat, set fire to it and the flaming one threw it on his nephew with the words: “Before you were afraid that I would not catch a cold, so now accept this warm clothes from me” ”
“The indigenous inhabitants of the New World, Indians, currently have a relatively small territory, which gradually narrows under the pressure of civilization. Meanwhile, being warlike, wandering, who is engaged exclusively hunting, they need the vast spaces of the Earth …
It is clear that every new resettler plays the role of a sworn enemy in the eyes of the Indians, encroaching on the welfare of the entire tribe. Hence a series of strife, wild raids, robberies and barbaric violence.
Our drawing depicts one of such bloody dramas. The caravan of the emigrants, making his way to the salty lake and located at night on vacation under the protection of the sentries, was taken by surprise by the Indians. Migrating the emigrants for a long time and seizing the free minute, the savages reached the camp with crawling and hidden by thick grass interrupted all the sentries. Emigrants, still poorly waking up from sleep, grabbed their weapons. But the Indians suppressed them with a number: most men were killed, the rest were injured. Women are connected and thrown into horses. Here and there the struggle boils, but its outcome is already determined.
Woe to the one who survived this massacre. Hell torture, inhuman torment await him. In the edification of the rest of the pale -faced, he will be burned over low heat, having previously mutilated, losing his arms, legs, eyes.
The Indians, however, are not only white. Their brothers falling into their hands endure the same fate. The foremen and warriors sit in a circle and light the tubes. A captive is taken to the middle. Palachi women surround him, torture begins. The unfortunate is crucified and fired under it. The captive, in turn, wanting to inflict as many insults as possible as possible, is trying to preserve the most calm look. He begins to sing in a loud voice a warlike song in which he describes his exploits. Finally, women, without enduring, throw them at him, torment him, whipped with burning branches. Fitin, impregnated with gray and set fire to other wounds; Others pull their eyes and inserts hot coals into the hollows. When the prisoner loses consciousness from suffered torment, he is doused with cold water, revive and then begin to torture again.
For the sake of characterizing the Indian morals, we give the following case, told by one English traveler:
The boy from the Ojibwe tribe was taken away by the Indians of the Fox tribe and brought up by them. Having grown up and went to the war, the young Ozhibwe captured his uncle. To prove that his former kinship does not matter to him that he was a real Fox, the young man crucified his prisoner above the bonfire, burned his whole back, and then let go with the words “Say that I took care of your health and took measures so that you were so that you Not a chisky. ” Some time later, his uncle recovered and, in turn, captivated his nephew. Remembering the care of the latter, he killed a deer, tore off his skin with his fat, set fire to it and the flaming one threw it on his nephew with the words: “Before you were afraid that I would not catch a cold, so now accept this warm clothes from me” ”
(illustrated newspaper Neva, September 16, 1879)
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