The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, March 3, 1901, Page 2

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sued, neither tribe gaining any declded victory. Medicine men from the Piutes (properly epelled Pah-Utes), acting in accordance - with a command from thelr big chiefs, tattooed on conspicuous bowlders. lying within the disputed land warnings to Washoes who were found trespassing. The indignant Washoes, resenting the affront, eent out their own wise men, who depicted In glaring hierogirphics horribls warnings to Intruding Plutes. Even now descendants from elther tribe who can figure out the significance of these plctorial designs grow decidedly wroth, and sigh for|the happy days of ~ temahawk, bow and arrows and thrilling delights of the war path. It s rather a sorrowful old age that Indians - look forward to--neglected, abused, treated but little better than an “Injun cur.” The average na rapldiylafter the fftieth birthd theless a persistent hold 1s maint: upon life; and many a century-old red- skin still awaits his or her call to the bappy hunting ground. Nearly every camprodie shelters either an aged squaw or a withered buck. Thelr dutles and treatment are singularly \ymtlar to a watchdog grown old In sers | WASHOE BUCKS WATCRING THEIR SQUAWS GAMBLE. vice; to muara ana care ror the wigwams may ba seen sightless squaws led by Mt. iy 12 e Gatie e ahotnd of - Lhe pooses or other squaws: a clumsy, 3 e B ainee. & Blind bt guided by his glum-looking s younge Is brot ther unfortunate Indians—de- pa spent at about unassisted. n g e et onio A t s . s that this biindness, = = P on by penetrating Ao x e . th v K haracterize the mon- . . . P4 T Indlan’s lodge, is e s fan draws his las ge, sin i tn vk s a pitiful condi- EE e e nothing can scated fnto a £ - c appiiances aki a s against weak eyes. Indian in & hun- 1descend to don a pair upon -the the hiatorically sharp-eved sav their eye trom suffocating fumes fires constantly burning in the the lodg: 4 : tury Indians are pe- acquiring an ap- r white brethren, s to means for : That blindness has reached the stage of ’ s 1o means for an epldemic ls a fact easily 1ze - " one Sees for himself positive s ¢ HAROLD HAMLIN. ever Indlans ; ale, hoid A GAME readwinner "SUSIE DSESN'T LIKE— WASHING. i igh adorn rare haunts of Plutes and he maj y of tattooed rocks an invari selacts for niesvous some vacant lot © tribes were and even now ars f enemies. An anclent ra- es to die out, and s quite up atresh whenever. members e tribes meet. The feud ' disputed territory. Plutes afd claim to the same sec- of territory, teeming with game and warmth end v stocked trout streams. As a & gatherings are natural onsequence bloody batt en- me 1 to the grand fete held n A s set aside by ap big day.” es her gavest dons her and skirt, and a new feath. rimmed hat, to their fa. ot in town. y squaw jolns her fa- the sovera! cliques pro. own on and ves, leav- alt out in most any old t seems to an on-looker. The eir accumuiation of et them, losing or a stoical indifference—one not yet 1 to the fin-de- Giddy you ahalas ainted and be- ) a : wrinkled old A s, fat and com- devoted to this game of poker. Never playing just for fun, but equaws, m placent—al WASHOE CHARACTERS TATOOED ROCKS PIUTE EXECUTED S0ME 50 YEARSAGO, NEAR VERDI-NEV. WRITING 5. slways for their neighbor's “pile.” ~ Cigarettes are smoked freely and with en accustomed air by these dusky daugh- churchyard of the- older States, but it tells of an antiquity greater than that % :‘l‘:y American graveyard of the Golder The mystery of this tomb, then, lles in its age. The year of our Lord 134{! That was eight years before James Marshall picked up, 200 miles south of the spot, the golden magnet that drew civilization of the East to the Wesiern shore. That was before we.warred with Mexico. Cal- ifornia was thén almost as God gave it and knew no rule save the whimsical mandate of the Spanish exile and the more vigorous sway of ‘the tomahawk. If this gravestone does mot le it must have sent many a Shasta or Modoc In- dlan gliding back to the potlatch with new story of the manifestations of tne Great Spirit, and have stood a bl sentinel for a decade before the first bold old hunters, pushing northward, found t and stopped a day to marvel and con- jecture. More difficult yet to answer than what vanishel hand built this commemorating fle of 'stone and brick is the question: “Who was Barbara Glass?” . This strange woman antedated by least. a dozen years the coming of th otes of these woods ever s cled these words: . s that lead the curious et i white wgl_rgm(_gf’ l:l!x(or)' to }hessh.x.‘h. wor of the 1re s esented y region. e ristian name is anish, e ‘,’C D is g BARBARA GLASS, DUt ke’ surnasme is not. A romshos, ab | R i atiaad Whidh : Born 1815. i pretty as unreal, might be spun of the g g Lgmadhalag : Died 184l : adventurous Americar, who stole the sought for years to 3 IN PEACA. Spanish senorita, ard the lovers, fearing they, turning to history for the old parent grandee's wrath, fled into enlig me have been met only with s = the unhknown northland, whose trailless kery but adds to their con- The written evidence that here the pfiis defied vursuit, and’ here thefr chill / ¢ £ ing is 8 veritable futerro- tomb builder wrought sixty years ago 18 was born. But Barbara was 2 yvears old i he wilderness. The borne out by the traces of nature's ruth- when she died and twenty-six vears is a e N me a¢ less hand The ferruginous stone has deal longer than love's devoted exiles and headstone, the coping of r..taq with the pelting rains of more their babe, leading a Robinson Crusoe ex- leveled mound be- than half » hundred winters; the heaped- istence, could reasorably expect 1o escaps n ization which the written up mound., as if weary of its purposs, & chance and fatal encounter with'the nd the memories of men declare had long ago sloughed back to the levei embittered Indian, even for the tender The Tomb Of Barbara 01855 Who Was Bur]ed in 384 extet Tn & ction. of the adiacent ground but for the Ppurposes of romance, ’ ; slightly resiraining walls whieh surround In the unwritten volumes of tradition, frowning Mount Bally in the distance was the eastward of tl:a wood which shelters Jesuits went south rather‘than n . plainly by far ¢ " The burnt brick of these walls and which serve the Indians as history, thers but an ant heap when the Great Spirit, in Northern Call- the corners of stone, once set solidly in 18 no story of the pale-face woman who who dwells in the clouds above Mount mained miles. from a highway for many have headed their bur 1 a little clearing in the the unylelding mortar, have felt the ce- died here so many moons ago. The ear- Bhasta's peak, paused here and fashioned years. The 'nearest settlement in 1841 known land that lay in ¢ stght of the road, ten Ment rot ‘away from them until the lest Indian legand relates only to the this mark which the white man has since must have been close to San Francisco great white mountain of ti Redain whole resembles the fantastic plling of tomb, and that evidently was recognized imitated all over tha hills. Bay, if indeed it was not Yerba Buena the headstone itseif baffles ceey mining town of Ign. o child, and each block i as Joose in its as some sign made by their divinity. The The first road which eventually pene- {tsel this ionely grave. The spot must have re- the Golden Gate ana none are kug Just as it does so many others. . rreverent wildést break upen - lace as the teeth in the jaw of the Indlans who may now occasionally be trated this region was the Oregon trail, Some of the many people who have no cross upea it. % t eaceful ‘quiet about @ gravestone m the headstone, beneath the sculp- liocene skull. The decaying masonry is found culling the red berries from the and that passed aiong the other side of made Yxllznm:\gc. te tha tombd of Barbara t pe ‘v"\ 3 the name but not the tured lamb, certainly the first the coy- such as is seem in many an anclent manzanitas near by will tell you that the Sacramento River, fifteen miles to Glass have whispered *Jesults.” But the of Barbara Glass. 4 1

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