Identifier: ourcountryinstor00fran (find matches)
Title: Our country in story
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Franciscan Sisters of the Perpetual Adoration (La Crosse, Wis.)
Subjects: United States -- History America -- Discovery and exploration
Publisher: Chicago, New York, Scott, Foresman and company
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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es tormented them by day and bynight. Crouched in their boats behind the sails, theywere one day suddenly surprised by frightful yells andwar whoops from the west bank of the river. Savagesin wooden boats shot out on the river above and belowour little exploring fleet so that they could neither go onnor turn back. Stones and clubs were hurled at them.Arrows wrhizzed through the air. Father Marquettewaved his peace pipe, but they yelled louder than ever.Again the priest waved the calumet. Just then the chiefsof the village arrived. Seeing the pipe, they quieted thenoisy crowd and then waded into the water and forcedthe canoes of our friends to the shore. What has brought you to our village, Paleface? in-quired one of the chiefs. We ask only for a guide to show us down to the mouthof the river, answered Father Marquette kindly. You are not far from the end of the river. Some ofour men will bring you to an Indian tribe farther south,who can tell you more about it. 92 OUR COUNTRY IN STORY
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(3 03fe -*J M HHHH EH EH W hH(J O WEHEH w PL,. a OOO O K <1 O fe< THE STORY OF A GREAT RIVER 93 A fleet of canoes in which were ten Indians now ledthe way to the village of the Arkansas tribe, who livedopposite the mouth of the Arkansas River. It was at thispoint, we are told, that the Spaniard De Soto was buriedmore than a hundred years earlier. When our party neared the Arkansas village, a numberof Indians came in their boats to welcome them and bringthem to their great war chief. Father Marquette spoketo the chief and his Indians through a young Indian amongthem who knew a little Illinois. He told them of God whocreated them and of Gods great love for all His chil-dren. The Indians were pleased with what he said andbegged the missionary not to leave them. I have come,said the priest, to visit all the tribes along the greatriver. I cannot stay here now. But I shall return andbring other blackrobes who will remain with you andteach you to know and serve God. The Indians, howeve

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