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The Word Carrier. VOLUME XX. HELPING THE RIGHT, EXPOSING THE AVHOM;. MMIU-.'.i <i. SANTEE AGENCY, NEBRASKA. JUNE, i8qi. FIFTY CENTS PER YEAR. OUR PLATFORM. For Indians we want American Education ! We want American Homes! We want American Rights! The result of which is American Citizenship! And the Gospel is tlie Power of God for their Salvation. Rev. Frank P. Woodbury, D. D., Secretary of the A. M. A. has been making the grand tour of the Dakota Mission, visiting the stations of the Association, gathering information, making needed adjustments, and leaving much good cheer. A letter was recently received from Rev. A. J. McLeod, principal of the new Industrial school at Regina, N. W. T. This school has been erected by the Dominion Government and placed under partial control of the Presbyterian church. Mr. McLeod requested an account of our experience on various questions of school management.- We have received many requests of this kind and are always glad to try and help any one with the conclusions we have reached. Success in all forms of education depends largely upon close observation and ready adaptability. Dr. Dorchester has materialized. He has come and gone, leaving a benediction in the memory of his pleasant face. The visits of Dr. and Mrs. Dorchester cannot fail to be a great help to the schools in the Indian country. But the country is so large and the schools so undeA'eloped that Dr. Dorchester should have at least four assistant superintendents or inspectors of schools to enable him to cover the field and carry forward the plans of Commissioner Morgan to some results. Inspection and change Avithout the right kind of growth is of no use. Half the time of each administration is taken up in pulling down the bad work of its predecessors. But unfortunately it leaves no better work behind it Avhen the next change comes; so there is no progress but only Avaste of money and more precious opportunities. Would that it might be different noAv. Theory is good but experience shows its limitations and also brings to light wider relations which demand different theories. To many, boarding schools seem the only kind that are of use in educating Indians. But boarding schools cannot meet the necessities of the case in two points: they leave the mass of the people untouched by education, and consequently make no provision for the protection of their pupils Avhen they return them to their homes. Hence there is a \ large place for day schools. We are glad that Dr. Dorchester sees this and is doing what he can to build them up and make them efficient. The central boarding scliool is the complement of a Avell organized system of reservation clay schools. But the larger and more enduring work is by the day school teacher, training, it may be, only a dozen or twenty, but with them lifting the whole community. And the best Avork of the boarding school is done Avith the material gathered from these day schools. The unthinking mind is affected by seeing numbers massed and this exalts the boarding schools. The discerning eve sees however that these are too often merely mobs and not schools of anything except disorder and vice. MODERN GIFT OF TONGUES. Mr. Ben Zimmerman, an Indian man, and deacon in the Bazile church, recently addressed the pupils at Santee Normal Training School on the subject of what the Indians owe to the missionaries. He spoke as follows: "From the time when white men first landed on this side of the great ocean they have made many treaties with the Indians. They gave us guns to hunt with, bright colored clothes, and every sort of wearing apparel with which Ave gaily decked ourselves. And with the addition of paint to our faces, Ave thought ourselves very beautiful, and proudly strutted about as does the gaudily phi maged wild turkey or the peacock. These gifts from the United States government Avere soon soiled or worn out. The joy of them was but brief. They have done us no lasting good. But noAv let us again consider the first coming of the white man. There Avere from the very first those among them who saw not only a beautiful land that seemed goodly to have; but some who, when they saAV the people of the land like wild wolves, bethought themselves more especially hoAv to-tame those people, rather than how to use the land. They began to patiently teach us. But we did not understand Avhat they taught; neither did we trust their motive in attempting it. Why should those strange men seek to teach us ? We were neither their relatives nor their friends ! This was all very strange. But noAv we have learned the great secret. Noav Ave knoAV that tbe Son of God came to earth as a Saviour to all men. And Avhen he returned to heaven he told his disciples to first Avait till the Holy Spirit should come upon them and then to carry the good neAVs into all the world to every creature. So the disciples Avaited fifteen days till they received that great blessing; then they began to speak with different tongues and went out among all nations. Thus, men whose hearts were filled with the Holy Spirit came to America. And they at once began to speak with different tongues. We heard the wonderful story of a heavenly father and his Son our Saviour, in our OAvn language. Many of us-belieA'edand have ever since lived happy lives. For these strangers not only spoke to us our OAvn language but they created for us a written language, and placed the word of God before our eyes Avhere it has become a guide book to our daily life. The Gospel is a treasure that can not be taken aAvay from ns. You boys know that if one of you is to leave school the teachers may say to you, 'Take off your uniform clothes. Leave them here. If you come back then you may have them again.' But what you have learned and stored in your head,—that a teacher can never compel you to leave behind. That is yours so truly that it never can belong to any one else. And so it is Avith the tAvo classes of gifts that have come from the Avhite men. The annuities that Ave have received from the United States government amount to very little in this world, and to nothing for the life to come. But the missionaries have brought us treasure that is inexhaustible and everlasting and no one can rob us of it. F. B. R. PATHOS OF INDIAN CHILI) LIFE. A True Slory. By the last of December the Oahe boarding school was full to overflowing. But one day just before Christmas a fine looking Indian brought his little boy and asked if Ave would not take him in. The child Avas so tiny that Mr.Jacobsen hesitated at first. "He is little but he is Avise," said the father entreat- ingly, and Mr. Jacobsen yielded. Never Avas a boy more supremely happy, and in twenty-four hours, Arthur, (for that Avas the English name we gave him) was the favorite of the whole school. His merry laugh rang everyAvhere and he jabbered a constant stream of Dakota. He Avas so small that as he sat on the stool at meal time his feet SAVung clear of the floor below and above it seemed as if he could not properly reach his plate. He was the very picture of fat, healthy childhood. The first Saturday he was with us there was a good crust over the snow and the older boys asked one of the teachers to take a sled ride Avith them. As they came up for her they seemed to be holding a grave consultation. When she came out one boy began eagerly: "Arthur, we Avant him to go. But little. He can not Avalk. You will let him sit behind you ?" Of course she would, and with Arthur's arms tight around her neck as he kneeled behind her, off they started merry as so many snow birds, Arthur happiest of them all. In the school room there was no class in which he could be put. So Ave gave him a slate and pencil and kindergarten blocks and left him to amuse himself. In the intervals between other classes we would give him lessons from the chart primer, or sketch a wonderful horse for him to copy. It was his greatest pleasure to go to and from the school house Avith one of the teachers, and at such times his tongue went faster than his feet. He picked up English rapidly, and made an odd mixture that was as pretty as it was untranslatable. But a change began to creep over him. He lost his appetite, dark circles came under his eyes, he was fretful at times. It Avas pitiful to have him slip his hot little hand into yours, and with a sigh lean Ins head against your arm. The doctor said it was brain trouble and Ave had better send him home, for the excitements of school life were too great for him. He did not want to go home, and Avhen his father came for him he clung to the matron, begging her with sobs not to send him away. So we let him stay. We wondered greatly that he did not want to go home, for the other children always cried to go, if they Avere tired or sick. At last one of the boys told us the story, alas! too common in Dakota home life. His mother had deserted his father when Arthur was a baby and his step-mother beat and scolded the poor little felloAV till home was the last place where he Avished to be. There Avas nothing for us to do but to keep him. He grew worse daily. He was very patient, and took the medicine like a man, though he hated it. He declared with sobs and torrents of Dakota that he Avas not sick at all, when anyone asked him where he felt badly, and gradually we ceased to question him. We did all Ave could to stive him. The larger boys of their own accord carried him up and down stairs, the girls petted him tenderly, and the matron saved choice bits from the teachers' table to tempt his appetite. With the first bright warm days of spring he seemed to rally, but he had too little strength to stand fresh air. Again Mr. Jacobsen wrote to his father and Ave sent Arthur to Pierre for a feAv days hoping that a little change might rouse him. But there was no hope. It was only a matter of days the doctor said. Then Arthur's grandmother came, an old woman, but through the wrinkled, painted, dirty face shone a world of love as she drew the little fellow to her and rocked him back and forth, crooning an India n lullaby. She started home with him on her back, but the journey Avas too hard and the next day he died. There was a hush over all the school when we heard of his death. We had all loved him, and his influence had been stronger than Ave kneAv. The boys, rough as a rule, had always guarded him chivalrously, and the older girls had cared for him Avith a Avomanli- ness that was touching. Truly he had not lived in vara. A. M. W. CURIOSITINS OF LITERATURE. The Sioux language is going to be the death of the amateur philologists. Here is an item that equals Ex-Senator Moody's: The Sioux language has its numerals, one, two, three, but nothing corresponding to our first, second, third, etc. so what should be second strike in the Indian tongue becomes Two Strike, the old warrior's name. He is famous for the number of times he has given the "tAvo strike." —St. Paul Pioneer Press. iikaki) in an indian school. Young Teacher from the East : So strange that the Indians don't like milk! One would suppose that they Avould have ahvays been accustomed to it! Old-timer, snappishly: Where Avould they get it ? They never raised cattle. Young Teacher from the East: No-o: but then - - - there Avere the buffalo, you know! (Later after having given Old- timer time to recover.— Young Teacher from the EAst: Where do the dear prairie chickens go in the winter time? They burrow in the ground I suppose. Old timer (Avith some sarcasm): Burrow! 0 yes, certainly! Burrow! Young Teacher from the East, (rather hurt): 0, of course not just exactly burrow, but I meant they go to places near the roots of the trees and flop the earth about Avith their wings and claws and stay there!
The Word Carrier.
HELPING THE RIGHT, EXPOSING THE AVHOM;.