The Captivity of the Oatman Girls Among the Apache and Mohave Indians
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The Captivity of the Oatman Girls Among the Apache and Mohave Indians

Lorenzo D. and Olive A. Oatman

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The Captivity of the Oatman Girls Among the Apache and Mohave Indians

Lorenzo D. and Olive A. Oatman

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In 1851, nine members of the Oatman family — on their way by covered wagon to California — were savagely attacked by Apache Indians near Fort Yuma, Arizona. Two girls in the family, Olive Ann, 14, and Mary Ann, 8, were taken captive by their attackers. An older brother, Lorenzo, 15, was left for dead but managed, though gravely wounded, to make his way back to civilization. The rest of the family had been brutally massacred.
The story of the Oatman girls — their despairing life in captivity, the tragic death of little Mary Ann from shock, poor food, and severe conditions a year after their capture, and their brother's five-year search for them — is vividly described in this riveting true-life story.

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2012
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The Captivity of the Oatman Girls among the Apache and Mohave Indians.
HE 9th of August 1850, was a lovely day. The sun had looked upon the beautiful plains surrounding Independence, of Missouri, with a full unclouded face, for thirteen hours of that day; when, standing about four miles south of westward from the throbbing city of Independence, alive with the influx and efflux of emigrant men and women, the reader, could he have occupied that stand, might have seen, about one-half hour before sunset, an emigrant train slowly approaching him from the city. This train consisted of about twenty wagons; a band of emigrant cattle; and about fifty souls; men, women and children. Attended by the music of lowing cattle, and the chatter of happy children, it was slowly traversing a few miles, at this late hour of the day, to seek a place of sufficient seclusion to enable them to hold the first and preparatory night’s camp, away from the bustle and confusion of the town.
Just as the sun was gladdening the clear west & throwing its golden farewells upon the innumerable peaks that stretched into a forest of mountains gradually rising until it seemed to lean against the sunclad shoulders of the Rocky Range—imparadising the whole plain and mountain country in its radiant embrace, the shrill horn of the leader and captain suddenly pealed through the moving village, a circle was formed, and the heads of the several families were in presence of the commander, waiting orders for the camping arrangements for the night.
Soon, teams were detached from the wagons, and, with the cattle (being driven for commencement in a new country) were turned forth upon the grass. Rich and abundant pasturage was stretching from the place of their halt westward, seemingly until it bordered against the foot-hills that peopled the Indian Territory in the distance.
Among the fifty souls that composed that emigrant band, some were total strangers. Independence had been selected as the gathering-place of all who should heed a call that had been published and circulated for months, beating up for volunteers to an emigrant company about seeking a home in the south-west. It was intended, as the object and destination of this company, to establish an American colony near to the mouth of the Gulf of California. Inducements had been held out, that if the region lying about the juncture of the Colorado and Gila rivers could thus be colonized, every facility should be guaranteed the colonists for making to themselves a comfortable and luxuriant home.
After a frugal meal, served throughout the various divisions of the camp, the evening of the 9th was spent in perfecting regulations for the long and dangerous trip, and in the forming of acquaintance, and the interchange of salutations and gratulations.
Little groups, now larger and now smaller, by the constant moving to and fro of members of the camp, had chatted the evening up to a seasonable bed time. Then, at the call of the “crier,” all were collected around one camp-fire, for the observance of public worship, which was conducted by a clergyman present. Into that hour of earnest worship were crowded memories of home and friends, now forever abandoned for a home in the “far off South West.” There flowed and mingled the tear of regret and of hope—there, and then, rose the earnest prayer for Providential guidance; and, at that hour there swelled out upon the soft, clear air of as lovely an evening as ever threw its star-lit curtain upon hill and vale, the song of praise and the shout of triumph; not alone in the prospect of a home by the Colorado of the South—but of glad exultation in the prospect of a home hard by the ’’ River of Life, which rose to view as the final termination of the journeyings and toil incident to mortality’s pilgrimage.
Now, the hush of sleep’s wonted hour has stolen slowly over the entire encampment, and nothing without indicates remaining life, save the occasional growl of the ever-faithful watch-dog, or the outburst of some infant member of that villa-camp, whose strength had been over-tasked by the hurry and bustle of the previous day.
Reader: we now wish you to go with us into that camp and receive an introduction to an interesting family; consisting of father, mother, and seven children; the oldest of this juvenile group, a girl of sixteen, the youngest a bright little boy of one year. Silence is here, but to that household sleep has no welcome. The giant undertaking upon which they are now fairly launched is so freighted with interest to themselves and their little domestic kingdom, as to leave no hour during the long night for the senses to yield to the soft dominion of sleep. Besides, this journey now before them has been preceded by lesser ones, and these had been so frequent and of such trivial result as that vanity seemed written upon all the deep and chequered past, with its world of toil and journeyings. In a subdued whisper, but with speaking countenances and sparkling eyes, the parents are dwelling upon this many-colored by-gone.
Mr. Oatman is a medium sized man, about five feet in height, black hair, with a round face, and yet in the very prime of life. Forty-one winters had scarcely been able to plough the first furrow of age upon his manly cheek. Vigorous, healthy, and of a jovial turn of mind, disposed to look only upon the bright side of everything, he was happy; of a sanguine temperament, he was given to but little fear, and seemed to be ever drinking from the fresh fountain of living buoyant hope. From his boyhood he had been of a restless, roving disposition, fond of novelty, and anxious that nothing within all the circuit of habitable earth should be left out of the field of his ever curious and prying vision.
He had been favored with rare educational advantages during his boyhood, in western New York. These advantages he had improved with a promising vigilance, until about nineteen years of age. He then became anxious to see, and try his fortune in, the then far away West. The thought of emigrating had not been long cogitated by his quickand ready mind, ere he came to a firm resolution to plant his feet upon one of the wild prairies of Illinois.
He was now of age, and his father and mother—Lyman and Lucy Oatman—had spent scarcely one year keeping hotel in Layharp, 111., ere they were joined by their son Royse.
Soon after going to Illinois, Royse was joined in marriage to Miss Mary Ann Sperry, of Layharp. Miss Sperry was an intelligent girl of about eighteen, and by nature, and educational advantages, abundantly qualified to make her husband happy, and his home an attraction. She was sedate, confiding, and affectionate, and in social accomplishments placed, by her peculiar advantages, above most of those around her. From childhood she had been the pride of fond and wealthy parents;and it was their boast that she had never merited are buke for any wrong. The first two years of this happy couple were spent on a farm near Layharp. During this time, some little means had been accumulated by an honest industry and economy, and these means Mr. Oatman collected and with them embarked in mercantile business at Layharp.
Honesty, industry, and a number of years of thorough business application, won for him the esteem of those around him, procured a comfortable home for his family and placed him in possession of a handsome fortune, with every arrangement for its rapid increase. At that time the country was rapidly filling up; farmers were be coming rich, and substantial improvements were taking the place of temporary modes of living which had prevailed as yet.
Paper money became plenty;—the products of the soil had found a ready and remunerative market, and many were induced to invest beyond their means in real estate improvements.
The Banks chartered about the years 1832 and 1840, had issued Bills beyond their charters, presuming upon the continued rapid growth of the country to keep themselves above disaster. But business, especially in times of speculation, like material substance, is of a gravitating tendency, and without a basis, soon falls. A severe re verse in the tendency of the market spread rapidly over the entire West during the year 1842. Prices of produce fell to a low figure. An abundance had been raised, and the market was glutted. Debts of long standing became due, and the demand for their payment became more imperative as the inability of creditors became more and more apparent and appalling. The merchant found his store empty, his goods having been credited to parties whose sole reliance was the usual ready market for the products of their soil.
Thus dispossessed of goods, and destitute of money, the trading portion of the community were thrown into a panic, and business of all kinds came to a stand still. The producing classes were straightened; their grain would not meet current expenses, for it had no market value; and with many of them, mortgages bearing high interest were preying like vultures upon their already declining realities.
Specie was scarce. Bills were returned to the Banks, and while a great many of them were yet out the specie was exhausted, and a general crash came upon the Banks, while the country was yet flooded with what was appropriately termed “the wild cat money.’’ The day of reckoning to the spurious money fountains suddenly” weighed them in the balance and found them wanting.” Mr.Oatman had collected in a large amount of this paper currency, and was about to go South to replenish his mercantile establishment, when lo! the Banks began to fail, and in a few weeks he found himself sunk by the weight of several thousands into utter insolvency.
He was disappointed but not disheartened. To him a reverse was the watchword for a renewal of energy. For two or three years he had been in correspondence with relatives residing in Cumberland Valley, Pa., who had been constantly holding up that section of country as one of the most inviting and desirable for new settlers.
In a few weeks, he had disposed of the fragments of a suddenly shattered fortune, to the greatest possible advantage to his creditors, and resolved upon an immediate remove to that Valley. In two months preparations were made, and in three months, with a family of five children, he arrived among his friends in Cumberland Valley, with a view of making that a permanent settlement.
True to the domineering traits of his character, he was still resolute and undaunted. His wife was the same trusting, cheerful companion, as when the nuptial vow was plighted, and the sun of prosperity shone full upon and crowned their mutual toils. Retired, patient, and persevering, she was a faithful wife, and a fond mother; in whom centered deservingly the love of a growing and interesting juvenile group. She became more and more endeared to her fortune-taunted husband as adverse vicissitudes had developed her real worth, and her full competency to brave, and profit by, the stern battles of life.
She had seen her husband, when prospered, and flattered by those whose attachments had taken root in worldly considerations only; she had stood by him also when the chilling gusts of temporary adversity had blown the cold damps of cruel reserve and fiendish suspicion about his name and character; and
“When envy’s sneer would coldly blight his name,
And busy tongues were sporting with his fame,
She solved each doubt, and cleared each mist away,
And made him radiant in the face of day.”
They had spent but few months in Pennsylvania, the place of their anticipated abode for life, ere Mr. Oatman found it, to him, an unfit and unsuitable place, as also an unpromising region in which to rear a family. He sighed again for the wide, wild Prairie lands of the West. He began to regret that a financial reversion should have been allowed so soon to drive him from a country where he had been accustomed to behold the elements and foundation of a glorious and prosperous future ; and where those very religious and educational advantages, to him the indispensable accompaniments of social progress, —were already beginning to shoot forth in all the vigor and promise of a healthful and undaunted growth. He was not of that class who can persist in an enterprise merely from a pride that is so weak as to scorn the confession of a weakness; though he was slow to change his purpose, only as a good reason might discover itself under the light and teachings of multiplying circumstances around him.
He resolved to retrace his steps, and again to try his hands and skill upon some new and unbroken portion of the State where he had already made and lost. Early in 1845, these Parents with a family of five children, destitute but courageous, landed in Chicago. There, for one year, they supported with toil of head and hand (the father was an experienced school teacher) their growing family.
In the spring of 1846, there might have been seen standing, about five miles from Fulton, 111, and about fifteen from New Albany, alone in the prairie, a temporary, rude cabin. Miles of unimproved land stretched away on either side, save a small spot, rudely fenced, near the cabin—as the commencement of a home. At the door of this tent, in April of that year, and about sun-set, a wagon drawn by oxen, and driven by the father of a family, a man about thirty-seven, and his son, a lad of about ten years, halted. That wagon contained a mother—a woman of thirty-three years—toil-worn but contented, with five of her children. The oldest son Lorenzo, who had been plodding on at the father’s side, dragged his weary limbs up to the cabin door, and begged admittance for the night. This was readily and hospitably granted. Soon the family were transported from the movable to the staid habitation. Here they rested their stomachs upon” Johnny cake’’ and Irish potatoes, and their weary, complaining bodies upon the soft side of a white oak board for the night.
Twenty-four hours had not passed, ere the father had staked out a “claim;”—a tent had been erected—the cattle turned forth, were grazing upon the hither to untrodden prairieland, and preparations made and measures put into vigorous operation for spring sowing. Here, with that same elasticity of mind and prudent energy that had inspired his earliest efforts for self-support, Mr. Oatman commenced to provide himself a home, and surround his family with all the comforts and conveniences of a subsistence. Before his energetic and well-directed endeavors, the desert soon began to blossom; and beauty, and fruitfulness, gradually stole upon these hitherto wild and useless regions. He always managed to provide his family with a plain, frugal, and plenteous support.
Four years and over, Mr. and Mrs. Oatman toiled early and late, clearing, subduing and improving. And during this time they readily and cheerfully turned their hands to any laudable calling, manual or intellectual, that gave promise of a just remuneration for their services. Although accustomed, for the most part of their united life, to a competency that had placed them above the necessity of menial service, yet they scorned a dependence upon past position, as also that pride and utter recklessness of principle which can consent to keep up the exterior of opulence, while its expenses must come from unsecured and deceived creditors. They contentedly adapted themselves to a manner and style that was intended to give a true index to their real means and resources.
It was this principle of noble self-reliance, and unbending integrity, that won for them the warmest regards of the good, and crowned their checkered allotment with appreciative esteem, wherever their stay had been sufficient to make them known.
While the family remained at this place—now called Henly—they toiled early and late, at home or abroad, as opportunity might offer. During much of this time, however, Mr.Oatman was laboring under, and battling with a serious bodily infirmity, and indisposition.
Early in the second year of their stay at Henly, while liftmga stone, in digging a well for a neighbor, he injured himself, and from the effects of that injury he never fully recovered.
At this time, improvements around him had been conducted to a stage of advancement that demanded a strict and vigilant oversight and guidance. And though by these demands, and his unflagging ambition, he was impelled to constant, and at times to severe labors, yet they were labors for which he had been disabled, and from which he should have ceased. Each damp or cold season of the year, after receiving this injury to his back and spine, would place him upon a rack of pain, and at times render life atorture. The winters—always severe in that section of the country—that had blasted and swept away frailer constitutions about him, had as yet left no discernable effects upon his vigorous physical system. But now their return almost disabled him for work, and kindled anew the torturing local inflammation that his injury had brought with it to his system.
He became convinced that if he would live to bless and educate his family, or would enjoy even tolerable health, he must immediately seek a climate free from the sudden and extreme changes so common to the region in which he had spent the last few years.
In the summer of 1849, an effort was made to induce a party to organize, for the purpose of emigration to that part of the New Mexican Territory lying about the mouth of the Rio Colorado and the Gila Rivers. Considerable excitement extended over the northern and western portions of Illinois concerning it. There were a few men—men of travel and information—who were well acquainted with the state of the country lying along the east side of the northern end of the Gulf of California, and they had received most flattering inducements to form there a colony of the Anglo-Saxon people.
Accordingly, notices were circulated of the number desired and of the intention and destiny of the undertaking. The country was represented as of a mild, bland climate, where the extremes of a hot summer and severe winter were unknown. Mr. Oatman, after considerable deliberation upon the state of his health, the necessity for a change of climate, the reliability of the information that had come from this new quarter, and other circumstances having an intimate connection with the welfare of those dependent upon him, sent in his name, as one, who, with a family—nine in all—was ready to join the Colony; and again he determined to attempt his fortune in a new land.
He felt cheered in the prospect of a location, where he might again enjoy the possibility of a recovery of his health. And he hoped that the journey itself might aid the return of his wonted vigor and strength.
After he had proposed a union with this projected colony, and his proposition had been favorably received, he immediately sold out. The sum total of the sales of his earthly possessions amounted to fifteen hundred dollars. With this he purchased an outfit, and was enabled to reserve to himself sufficient, as he hoped, to meet all incidental expenses of the tedious trip.
In the Spring of 1850, accompanied by some of his neighbors, who had also thrown their lots into the scheme, he started for Independence, the place selected for the gathering of the scattered members of the colony, preparatory to a united travel for the point of destination. Every precaution had been taken to secure unanimity of feeling, purpose, and intention among those who should propose to cast in their lot with the emigrating colony. All were bound for the same place; all were inspired by the same object; all should enter the band on an equality; and it was agreed that every measure of importance to the emigrant army, should be brought to the consideration and consultation of every member of the train.
It was intended to form a new settlement, remote from the prejudices, pride, arrogance and caste that obtain in the more opulent, and less sympathizing portions of a stern civilization. Many of the number thought they saw in the locality selected many advantages that were peculiar to it alone. ...

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