Chief Barker on his mustang |
The chiefs present themselves magnificently on their mustangs. The
first mustang blue, riding it is the principal chief of the Cherokees
Bill Barker with his wife. They sit in the back quite high, waving to
the crowds that gathered on both sides of the road. The second
mustang grey, the deputy chief John Critteden with his wife on it.
The third mustang is ridden by a visitor from the neighbouring tribe,
James Floyd, chief of the Muscogee. Following them on floats are the
Cherokee Council and representatives of various Cherokee
organisations: Cherokee police, Cherokee judges, youngsters from
Cherokee schools, descendants of Cherokee freedmen. There even are
Cherokee brass bands. All are parts of the great parade along the
main street of Tahlequah, right in front of the old Cherokee Capitol.
Later chief Baker gives the "State of the Nation" speech on
a square in front of the Capitol. The ceremony is opened by rising
colours of both the U.S. and Cherokee Nation. Immediately after that
a choir of girls in flowery dresses sing the U.S. anthem in the
Cherokee language. Their flowery attire looks a bit like that of a
19th century housewifes but clearly the Cherokees consider it their
national dress. After the anthem the Cherokee spiritual leader
speaks:
"You see that bird printed on the leaflets? This is a crane, the
symbol of our celebration today. The crane was worshipped by the
Cherokees. Great warriors wore its feathers when they went to
meditate. The crane feathers were used only for meditation, never for
decoration. They were obtained from live birds that were caught and
later released. Cranes live near water and this is the connection
with today's ceremony: WATER IS SACRED. And now the blessing: in the
name of God the Father, Goddess the Mother, God the child and the
Holy Spirit..."
Official part of the Cherokee feast |
Wait a minute. Some Black Americans demand that they be accepted as
members of an Indian tribe? That would suggest that the budget is
well managed indeed! Apparently being an Indian brings some
advantages. But what are they?
* * *
In the historical centre of Tahlequah stands the capitol building. It
is an impressive edifice of red brick, built on a square plan, with
huge windows. In the years 1869-1907 it housed the government of the
Cherokee Republic.
Here I have to insert this irritating interlude because most of my
readers would expect chiefs of an Indian tribe in the 19th century to
meet in a tipi made of bison hides, not in a capitol built of red
brick. After all this is Oklahoma, the Indian Territory. Indians in
the 19th century were supposed to chase bison in the prairies and
wear feather bonnets. I have to insert this interlude to disperse the
myth created by Buffalo Bill and his circus and kept alive by books
like "Bury my heart at Wounded Knee". This book pretends to
be sympathetic to Indians but in fact perpetuates the mythical image
of a primitive man of the prairies. It is an image based on very
selective information and therefore false.
The Capitol building at Tahlequah |
Yes, the Cherokees had their own newspaper then. I know, it doesn't
fit the stereotype of an Indian tribe, but what can I do? It had the
title "Cherokee Phoenix" and was published in two
languages. The English half was addressed to a friendly reader in
American cities. The Cherokee half was for those Cherokees who did
not know English but could read in their own language. The Cherokees
in the 19th century had their own script, not invented by a
missionary but by an Indian named Sequoia.
Major Ridge and other signatories packed their things and moved to
Oklahoma on their own volition. John Ross and the majority of the
tribe decided on passive resistance. Possibly this was the first,
albeit not successful, such protest in history of America. The U.S.
army sent for the purpose had to literally carry Indians out of their
houses. The operation was supposedly logistically planned but either
it was not very well planned or some of the supplies were stolen,
either way many people died of malnutrition. This was the famous
Cherokee "Trail of Tears".
In theory - a defeat. However, it is the ruling of chief justice
Marshall that is the basis of the law that Indian reservations are
exterritorial, state law does not apply there and for example casinos
can be built on their territories. And the Cherokee Republic did not
cease to exist! It was rebuilt in the new place, newly established
town of Tahlequah became its capital and the capitol of red brick was
erected. The tribal council decided (against the advice of chief John
Ross) that those who sold the whole country to Americans deserve to
die. They all were killed on the night of 22 June 1839. Only Stand
Watie, Major Ridge's son, has been warned and managed to escape.
The Cherokees came to Oklahoma together with their slaves. It is
possible that the slaves of the Cherokees had a better life than the
slaves of white people. Sometimes it even happened that the black
runaways joined the "Trail of Tears" and reached Oklahoma.
Nevertheless the Cherokees had slaves and wanted to keep them. When
the Civil War broke out chief John Ross tried to stay neutral but
many Cherokees sided with the South and joined their army. Stand
Watie even became a general. However, it turned out that the
Cherokees sided with the losers and after the lost war had to free
their slaves.
The Cherokees had their republic, built a capitol and kept black
slaves but in one respect they were very different from their white
neighbours: in their republic there was no private ownership of land.
Every citizen could cultivate any available plot of land but when he
ceased to cultivate it, he had no rights to it. This state of affairs
was incomprehensible to the white neighbours who thought that there
was too much unused land in the Cherokee Republic. It was suggested
that the land that Indians actually cultivated would be given to
individuals as private property and the "surplus"
distributed to white farmers. The Cherokees would become citizens of
the state of Oklahoma and the separate republic would be
discontinued. The suggestion became reality in 1907. One can say that
this was the end of Cherokees as a separate nation.
This at least was what I knew (having read about it in books) when I
came to Tahlequah to see the capitol building. The capitol that
definitely does not look like a tipi where elders of the tribe meet.
I came to see the building and I saw things that I didn't really
expect. What is this parade about? If the history of the tribe has
finished, then who are those chiefs on their colourful mustangs? Who
are all those tribal judges, tribal police? What is that principal
chief talking about giving his state-of-the-nation speech?
* * *
Cherokee girl choir |
"Traditional
women dance, dancers please come to the circle," the master of
ceremonies announces through all the speakers. "Southern
Thunder, take it off."
Boys with
microphones on long poles run to the group of drummers thus named. A
group of men sitting around a big drum start drumming. At first
gently, then more and more loud, in the end they start singing. They
don't sing with high falsettos as the Sioux in the north do but the
melodic line seems to be quite similar. Women in the circle dance
with grace. They move in small steps and bend their knees with each
step so a shawl hanging from a forearm swings like a pendulum. Most
women have dresses similar to the ones of the Sioux but there is a
group of women in flowery dresses, the national Cherokee outfit. The
pow wow here is quite similar to the ones I have seen in the north,
on reservations of the Sioux and Ojibway, although there are some
differences. In the north the Grand Entry is always at noon whereas
here it is at six in the afternoon, when the sun is setting. Most of
the dances are in the artificial, football-pitch style light. Among
the Sioux the women dance in the direction opposite to that of men
whereas here all the dancers move clockwise (as the Ojibway do). On
the other hand among the Ojibway drum groups are always in the middle
whereas here the drums are around the circle of the dancers (as among
the Sioux). In the north the men drummers sing in high falsettos and
the accompanying women even an octave higher, whereas here the
singers sing in their normal, much lower voices. The melody line
seems to be quite similar, though, sometimes sung without any
meaningful words, just meaningless syllables. It is unmistakeably pow
wow music, very different from anything a white man's ear is used to.
At a nearby football
pitch there is something I have never seen in the north: a stickball
match. It is a sport called so because the ball can only be touched
by a racket on a long stick. Each player has two rackets, one in each
hand. A goal is just a single pole. There are many players, maybe a
hundred, a crowd moves quickly following the little ball. The players
can tackle each other like in rugby, only the ball can be touched
only with a racket.
Watching the match I
sit on a bench next to a black man who is quite talkative and speaks
with a Mississippian accent, similar to that of Muddy Waters. He says
that he is not a descendant of a Cherokee freedman but came from
Mississippi with his Choctaw wife. There is a Choctaw reservation
near the place where he lives and there he found his wife. The
Choctaws had their own trail of tears and the majority moved to
Oklahoma, but clearly some stayed behind and today they have a
reservation there. Clearly also they play stickball and it is so
popular among them that a non-Indian husband comes all the way to
Tahlequah to watch a match.
* * *
The "Heritage
Centre" is an open air museum, a reconstruction of a Cherokee
village of the 18th century. During the Cherokee national holiday
there is a fair in front of it, crowds of people, some of whom come
to see the village. One cannot walk around alone, only with a group
and a guide. Normally I don't like the guide prattle but this time I
am in luck: my guide is a born storyteller. He wears a n18th century
Cherokee attire including a "Mohican", which was a
hairstyle then in fashion among Indians, not only Mohicans.
Stickball |
He says quite
interesting things. For example explains the rules of stickball.
There are two versions of this game, one when only boys play it, the
other one when boys play against girls. If only boys play, they can
touch the ball only with a racket but they can push and trip each
other as they like. There is no set number of players, there could be
a hundred or more, the only rule is that there has to be an equal
number in each team. If only the boys play the goals are just single
posts at each ent of the pitch. However, if boys play against girls,
then the goal is only one: a wooden fish atop a tall post. Boys can
touch the ball only with rackets but girls can grab it with their
hands. Girls can push and trip boys but boys cannot do the same to
girls. The guide demonstrates how to use the rackets. The are similar
to lacrosse rackets but smaller and one player holds one in each
hand.
The guide
demonstrates also the use of reed blowguns that boys used to use to
shoot small birds. It was the task of small boys to watch the fields
so birds wouldn't eat the planted corn. The darts weren't poisoned
but for small birds they were lethal anyway. These birds were then
brought and left at the entrance to the council house and if anyone
in the village wanted to cook them they were free to take. Travellers
who visited the Cherokees in those days mention that all those birds
were shot through the eye, which would suggest that the boys were
quite skilful.
I wrote "council
house" because the Cherokees never lived in tipis or wigwams. In
the 18th century they lived in villages consisting of solid houses.
Each family had two houses, one used in summer, the other in winter.
The summer house had a roof but no walls whereas the winter house had
walls and a fireplace. Normal houses were rectangular but the council
house, which stood in a village centre, had seven walls and a conical
roof. The Cherokees had seven clans and members of each clan had a
place under one of these walls. Each Cherokee was a member of a clan
and the membership was matrilinear. Whoever had a Cherokee mother
belonged to a clan and thus was a Cherokee, it didn't matter who the
father was. In the 18th century whites sometimes settled in the
Cherokee country and married Indian girls, their children were
considered Cherokees by the Indians. If a daughter of a white man and
a Cherokee mother married a white man again, the children were fully
Cherokees anyway. They say that the great chief John Ross was only
1/8 Indian but no Cherokees ever questioned the fact that he was a
Cherokee.
* * *
Facing the Capitol
stands the Arsenal - a building of nicely dressed stones. There is an
art exhibition there during the national holiday, Cherokee artists of
course but nothing specifically Cherokee there, just modern art as
everywhere else. Not my cup of tea. There is also a lady selling CD's
with music, choirs of girls wearing flowery frocks. Could I listen to
the music before I buy? The lady has no equipement to listen to CD's
but finds the choirs on youtube and shows me on the phone. They sound
a bit like the choir that sang the U.S. anthem in Cherokee. Not my
cup of tea either. But at least a conversation gets started.
A very interesting
conversation. I've found at last somebody who can tell how it is that
there is no reservation but there are the police, judges and a chief.
Where do they have their jurisdiction?
"The plots of
land that the Indians received in 1907 are treated as Indian land",
said my interlocutor. "There we can run a business and not pay
taxes on it. The casino at the entry to town and the tax-free tobacco
shops are on this land. This is so called 'restricted land'. It
cannot be sold to just anybody, it could only be sold to another
tribe member. You cannot take a mortgage to buy this land because the
bank could not repossess it in case on non-payment. If you want to
take a mortgage, you have to apply to the tribe to take off the
restriction.
The restricted land
has its advantages as well. For example the tribe provides running
water supply. Just recently my house had the running water installed.
Before we had an electric pump from a well but it had problems, for
example you couldn't take a shower and use a washing machine at the
same time because when the well was emptied we had to wait another
hour or two before it filled again. Now we have water from the pipe
and there are no problems.
Cherokee freedmen |
The tribe has also
its own health care. It is not on the same level as in private
hospitals but a Cherokee hospital can sent a patient to another
hospital for a particular operation. Most Cherokees have a private
insurance anyway. On the other hand we don't have to pay for
Obama-care. We have to prove that we are members of the tribe,
though. This is why we have the tribal ID-cards.
The descendants of
freedmen would like to have all these amenities but I don't think
they should be admitted to the tribe. They are not Indians. They
don't know our traditions. I have seen them on a telly, they pretend
to be Indians, they put some feathers on, but this is not our
tradition. They are not Cherokees. The whole problem came up because
the U.S. government wants to punish us for taking the wrong side in
the Civil War.
A powwow is not our
tradition either. We organise just one powwow in a year, it is an
inter-tribal event, representatives of other tribes of Oklahoma come
here as well. This is not our tradition, though. Our tradition is
stomp dance. During that dance women have rattles made of turtle
shells tied to their thighs so we have to dance with our legs far
apart. Men dance with rattles in their hands. Yesterday there was a
stomp dance in a special place next to the Heritage Centre. I don't
know if they dance today as well.
If you are
interested in all this you should go to John Ross Museum. My son
works there, he will tell you more. Of course you should also go to
Sequoia's Cabin.
* * *
Sequoia's Cabin is
quite far beyond the town. Of course there is no public transport
there, one has to drive to get to it. It is not so much a tourist
attraction as a national treasure recently purchased from private
hands, as chief Baker mentioned in his speech. Sequoia was an
incredible genius, an illiterate Indian who decided to create a
writing system for his people and succeeded. He lived in a simple log
cabin which still exist, now a museum and a national treasure of the
Cherokees.
A genius who created
a script for his language. In his time the Cherokee elite sent their
children to English schools but Sequoia was not part of this elite.
He couldn't speak English. The story goes that he was once chatting
to a group of other Cherokees, who said that the Creator gave a
script to the white people and didn't give it to Indians. Sequoia
hearing this shouted: "What do you mean - the Creator didn't
give? I will invent a script for Indians. He worked on it for years,
people thought he was kind of strange, writing strange signs on
leather. He had a daughter who played with him often and learned
those signs. One day somebody accused Sequoia of black magic and he
decided to prove that this was no magic but a logical system that
even a child can learn. He told a group of men to say a word each,
wrote those words down and asked to show what he wrote to his
daughter, who was not present. She read the words correctly, upon
which somebody decided that not only this is not magic, but the
invention can actually be useful.
Sequoia belonged to
a group of Cherokees who early on were persuaded to leave their homes
in Georgia and move to Oklahoma. These two places are half the
continent apart and it is difficult to just drop in to visit a
relative. However, with such a fantastic invention one can write
letters! If a child can learn to read, surely an adult can, too!
Suddenly it became fashionable among the Cherokees to write letters.
White traders with astonishment noticed demand for ink and paper
among the Indians.
Inside Sequoia's cabin |
When Sequoia worked
on his alphabet, some Cherokees decided to go for a shortcut and sent
their children to English schools. So did chief Mountain Ridge (also
known as Major Ridge) who sent his son John Ridge and a nephew Elias
Boudinot to a school in Conneticut. When in 1828 the tribal council
decided to publish their own periodical, Elias Boudinot became its
chief editor. The periodical had a title "Cherokee Phoenix"
and was published in two languages, the Cherokee part printed in
Sequoia's alphabet. A year earlier the Cherokee Constitution was
written using the same alphabet. One of the laws of this constitution
read: "Selling tribal land to anybody outside the tribe is
punishable by death."
1836 was for the
Cherokees a year of national tragedy. Chief Major Ridge as well as
his son and nephew, thinking there was no other way, signed the
treaty of New Echota which stated that the Cherokees give up all
their lands in Georgia and in exchange will receive new land in
Oklahoma. They had no authority to sign such document. According to
the Cherokee Constitution the only person authorised to sign a
document of this kind was chief John Ross, the president of the
Cherokee Republic, who categorically refused to give up any Cherokee
land. This was the year of the Trail of Tears, when the majority of
the tribe had to leave their own cuntry against their own will. Their
arrival in Oklahoma caused new problems as those Cherokees who
settled there earlier considered it their own land and didn't see any
reason why the new arrivals (a huge majority) should now decide about
their affairs. They say that Sequoia, who by now was considered a
great sage, was doing all he could to reconcile the parties. In the
end in 1839 a new constitution was written, which was accepted by
both sides.
Later in life
Sequoia travelled to Texas to find a group of Cherokees who
originally settled there. Eventually they were driven away to Mexico.
Sequoia travelled to Mexico to find them, never to return.
All that is left now
is his cabin, a national treasure. It stands far from cities, between
fields and forests of east Oklahoma, in a park. At the entry to the
park there is a mosaic with a word "welcome" written in the
Cherokee script. Apparently it has been decided that the cabin itself
is too precious to stand exposed to elements, it is now housed in a
bigger building that covers it entirely. Inside there are boards with
information who Sequoia was. I guess they are for an overage American
who might visit but who has his stereotype of an Indian chasing bison
on the prairies. Sequoia? Who is that? An Indian who invented a
script for his Indian language? No, it doesn't fit the stereotype.
Neither do other things exhibited there: a few iron object forged by
Sequoia, who was a blacksmith by trade.
What? An Indian
blacksmith? Almost as hard to believe as an Indian inventor of a
script.
One can enter the
cabin and see a table, a quill, an ink pot and a buckskin with a few
letters of the Cherokee alphabet written on it. It is a treasure but
kind of sad. These days hardly anybody uses this alphabet. The
youngsters nowadays go to English schools and speak English. Nobody
needs this alphabet today. The Cherokee language as well as its
script are slowly being forgotten.
* * *
In the outskirts of
Tahlequah there is a cemetery with a tomb of John Ross, the great
chief. He died in Washington D.C. but the tribe decided to bring his
remains and bury him in Tahlequah. Next to the cemetery stands the
John Ross Museum. It doesn't show him as a person but rather his
political achievements. There are documents written in his hand and
comments about history of the tribe. There is also information about
tribal history after his death. Generally hardly a tourist
attraction, probably aimed more at the Cherokee youth, so they know
who they are.
Bruce Ross |
At the entry to the
museum I meet a man with a white beard who happily initiates a
conversation. He introduces himself as Bruce Ross, a descendant of
the great chief. He is a gifted storyteller and in fact this is
exactly why he is here. I ask him whether one can see a stomp dance
in Tahlequah.
"Stomp dance in
Tahlequah is just entertainment. The only true stomp dance is at the
Redbird Smith Stomp Grounds. You need a sacred flame for this
ceremony and it is kept only there. The Sacred Fire was brought here
during the Trail of Tears in seven parts, each clan carried one part,
and after the arrival the parts were reunited. Redbird Smith Stomp
Grounds are on the ground that was allotted to Redbird Smith when the
Cherokee reservation was carved up in 1906. Redbird refused to accept
an allotment and only signed the document when he was brought in
handcuffs to court. Today the Keetowah Society has its ceremonies
there. The Keetowah Society is a kind of a church of the Cherokee
tradition. There is no contradiction between our religion and
Christianity. I myself have been in a seminary and was on the way to
become a Catholic priest, although I never became one. Redbird Smith
was very friendly with Christians. His son was not, he was against
Christianity, wanted to establish his own stomp ground and stole some
sacred fire. Or so he thought but you cannot steal sacred fire. I
have been to his place once. My spiritual guide Hickory Starr went
there once and took me with him. I didn't feel well there and after I
came back I had to take a bath. Others had the same reaction.
Once I had a brush
with the law and was arrested but in the morning the sheriff released
me without charge. I went home and wanted to take a bath to wash off
the smell of prison but my wife told me to phone Hickory immediately.
I phoned him and Hickory asked where I was. I said at home and he
told me to go to the verandah. I did and he asked what I see. I told
him that I see an owl on a tree. He asked if there was only one. I
looked more closely and I saw another one. He said he was just
checking whether they arrived. Ever since if I plan something and
want to be sure if it is a right thing, I look for an owl outside my
window.
One day at the stomp
ground I met an old man whom I didn't remember having ever met but he
told me that he did meet me before. When I looked surprised he told
me that he saw me when my father brought me when I was a baby.
You can go to
Redbird Smith stomp ground. It is not far from Tenkiller State Park.
Maybe there you will meet somebody who will tell you more.
* * *
Redbird Smith Stomp
Ground is not a tourist attraction. There are no road signs showing
the way. The last bit one has to drive on a dirt road.
I went there as
Bruce Ross told me. The grounds consist of a big well kept lawn
surrounded by trees. In the middle there is a place for a bonfire
with four big log ends resting as if the fire was just extinguished.
Around the fireplace there are seven enches with roofs above. Nearby
there is a tall post with a wooden fish on the top. There was nobody
when I arrived. Motorways and cities are far, there was complete
silence.
Here was the silent
heart of the Cherokee country.
Redbird Smith ceremonial grounds |
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