By Anna Kathryn Lanier
On July 4, 1836, the 60th anniversary of America’s
independence, a group of trappers, Native Americans and missionaries traversed the Continental Divide. Though by this time many white men had made this
journey, this caravan had two special people with them: Eliza
Spaulding and Narcissa Whitman, the first white women to cross the Rocky
Mountains. The women accompanied their
husbands, Henry Spaulding and Marcus Whitman, missionaries who were on their way
West to spread the Word of God to the Natives.
As the caravan made its way down the side of the mountain, they
were beset upon by fifteen or so riders on horseback, whooping and hollering
and shooting off their rifles. The travelers scrambled in fright to defend
themselves, but soon realized it was not a raiding party, but a greeting
party. Word had been sent ahead of their
arrival and the trappers who had gathered for great rendezvous had sent out the
group to escort the caravan, and its two females, to the gathering.
Word of the arrival
of the white women spread quickly and mountain men and Indian alike surrounded
the women in awe. Narcissa preferred to
spend her time in the company of the trappers, laughing, talking and
visiting. Eliza was more on the quiet
side and spent her free time with the Nez Perce, learning their language. Both women found the hospitality, warmth and kindness
of the Indians impressive.
From the great rendezvous point, in what is now southeastern
Wyoming, the two couples planned to make their way to Oregon. The fur company that had gotten them this far
would return East, the trappers would return to the mountains and the
missionaries would be on their own. Consultations were held with the Indians
and a route that followed the Snake River was chosen. The Nez Perce offered to take them part of the
way, but in the end a group of fur traders from the British Hudson’s Bay
Company arrived and offered to escort them the full length of the journey.
The Hudson’s Bay Company controlled this area of the
Northwest even more so than Great Britain or the United States, both of whom
laid claim to the Oregon country. Dr.
John McLoughlin, who oversaw the business, was likely the most powerful
individual in the territory. He,
however, realized very quickly what the arrival of two white women meant. More
white women, with families, would follow and soon enough, the Americans would
come to control the land where once only trappers and Indians had lived.
As it turned out, less than a year later, Narcissa proved
him right by giving birth to the first white child born west of the Rockies,
Alice Clarissa. Tragedy struck just two
years later, however, when Alice drowned in the Walla Walla River. Marcus believed in the work of the mission and
the couple stayed at the Whitman Mission to serve and guide the influx of
settlers who arrived in the territory over the next few years. They gave food,
shelter, supplies and medical attention to those just arriving from the hard
cross-country journey. They even took in
orphans, including the seven Sager children after both parents died while
traveling from Missouri. (Learn about the Sager Orphans HERE and HERE).
In 1847, a measles epidemic affected the nearby Cayuse
Indian tribe, as well as many of the white settlers. Half the tribe died from
the disease and the Cayuse blamed Marcus for the deaths. Warriors attacked the mission on November 29,
1847, killing 14 people, including Marcus and Narcissa.
Even in their deaths, however, the Whitmans encouraged
further settlement. Joe Meek, mountain
man, persuaded Congress to establish the Oregon Territory to protect the
settlers and capture Whitmans’ murderers.
By 1850, just three years later, more than 12,000 whites lived in Oregon
and all because two women were brave enough to accompany their husbands on a
journey of a lifetime.
Resource:
TRUE TALES OF THE WILD WEST by Paul Robert Walker
Anna Kathryn Lanier
What a tragic end for them. Wow, you really can't stop progress. I can't help but wonder if I would be among those brave women who traveled into the unknown. I'm not so sure I could be that brave.
ReplyDeleteWonderful post, Anna.
Aren't these stories fascinating. I love them. Alice Clarissa--what a musical name. Now I'm repeating, "Alice Clarissa...etc."
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for leading the readers to my blog about the Sager Orphans. Another gripping story.
Anna Kathryn, this is a fascinating story. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteHi Anna, thanks for this sad but interesting info. I vaguely knew the names, but now i know the entire story. I would be too much a weenie to take such a trip, I think. I love learning about strong fore-mothers. Like Celia, I also said out loud Alice Clarissa and stuck it on daughter of Narcissa. Wonderful post.
ReplyDeleteThe first historical romance I wrote(and is still in a box somewhere) started at the Whitman Mission. I did research on Narcissa and Marcus Whitman. They were brave souls to set up a mission so far from everything. A good book if you want to learn about the life and how Narcissa felt is "The Letters of Narcissa Whitman" by Narcissa Whitman.
ReplyDeleteThe second HERE Anna has highlighted as a link goes to a post I wrote for SOTW about the Sager Orphans, and Narcissa Whitman who took them in. That was one of my favorite posts I've put together for the blog. Quite a story.
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