All our families have stories about things that happened during the removal to the reservation and/or events in the early days of the Siletz Reservation. It was an unpleasant time for everybody involved, marked by starvation, disease, violence, poverty and depression of spirits. It is good for us to know and try to understand what our ancestors went through so that we can be here as healthy Indian people today. It’s Terry Tafoya that says something like: “that which we forget – we always are… that which we remember – we can overcome”.
The end of the wars did not mark the end of life and death struggle for our ancestors. Matters were made worse by the government not treating our people equally. All of our interior valley people (Rogue, Umpqua and Willamette valleys) were entitled to ratified treaty appropriated food, medicine, clothing, shelter, etc. and whatever that annual amount was, it certainly was not a fair amount of it, but at least it was something. Here within the same valley were tribes who were parties to the 1855 Coast Treaty, which was never acted upon by the U.S. Senate. The only funding available to the Siletz Agent by which he could provide anything to ease the misery of the coastal people, was the general operating fund (a small appropriation to operate the Siletz Agency). The agents were often accused of being too busy lining their pockets with the agency and treaty funds to worry much about the basic needs of the people anyway.
Our ancestors, experiencing mistreatment and unequal treatment all around them & looking for a reason for all of their woes, took to finger pointing. In traditional ways of thinking, most disease could be tracked back to another person having unfriendly intentions against the person who was ill. Our traditional doctors had lots of sickness to deal with here. Another doctoring tradition was that if a doctor accepted a patient, they accepted responsibility for their patient’s well being. If their patient died, the family of the deceased would often seek revenge on the doctor for failing.
Our doctors often had a hard time applying traditional cures to introduced diseases – probably because our people were in such a condition, that “whiteman disease” included a viral or bacterial infection that was new to our people backed up by starvation, and weakness from depression. With so much going against them, doctors took cases, only to fail in saving their patient. Payment was sometimes an option, but too often the payment was in blood. That not stopping the spread of sickness, the people began looking at neighboring people, blaming them for bad doctoring.
Sometimes it may have been true. There was a lot of hard feelings about being forced to move to a place that for many people was a long way and so different than their old homes. Our coastal people often blamed our interior SW Oregon people for involving them in the war. Them believing that maybe, just maybe, if they hadn’t been dragged into the war they would have been allowed to stay in their old country, and could depend upon their old foods & be in familiar surroundings. The result of all this disease, conflict and turmoil was that not only did many of our people die of sickness, but within the first few years of being on the reservation, over a hundred doctors and others accused of causing illness were also killed.
One of the other hardships our ancestors faced was the federal policy of “civilizing” our Indian people. Civilization meant in the U.S. Government’s mind – cultivation of the soil at the time that the treaties were drafted, the purchase of farming equipment, seed and supplies and the hiring of a “Boss Farmer” to teach farming on the reservation was a standard part of the treaty package. It definitely was not a voluntary or optional thing. All able-bodied Indians were expected to work long days – every day – except Sunday (another part of the civilization effort) – fencing fields, plowing, sowing, tending and harvesting crops that often failed. Our people worked diligently on farms that often didn’t produce much for all the labor that went into it. Wheat was a waste of time, but the worst part was that when the crop failed, then the people had to really scramble to gather and prepare enough salmon, venison, eels, seaweed, camas, hazelnuts, berries, etc. to make it through the winter. Some were not able to scramble fast enough.
In 1857, a special inspector J. Ross Browne came to Siletz Agency to report to the Great White Father in Washington the wants and needs of the people at Siletz. All the headmen at the meeting stated the same complaints. The treaties (ratified and unratified), had not been kept by the U.S. All of the Indian people had the same understanding of the treaties that had been signed. The government’s interpretation was many times something entirely different, or else policy was based on what was convenient for the government and it knew it had the brute force of the U.S. Army to back it up.
Tyee John of the Upper Rogues stated:
A long time ago we made a treaty with Palmer. There was a piece of land at Table Rock that was ours. He said that it should remain ours, but for the sake of peace, as the white settlers were bad, we should leave it for a while. When we signed the paper that was our understanding; we now want to go back to that country.
I am glad I can now send my talk to the President. During the war my heart was bad. Last winter, when the rain came, and we were all starving, it was still bad. Now it is good. I will consent to live here one more year; after that I must go home. My people are dying off. I am unable to go to war, but I want to go home to my country.
Other headmen echoed John’s statements. It appears that John was willing to follow through on his words. In 1858, Tyee John & his son Adam were arrested at Upper Farm. John’s son in law, Cultus Jim was shot and killed. Old John and Adam were taken to Vancouver Barracks & tried in for creating unrest on the reservation (he was preparing to lead a group of his people back to the Table Rock Reservation). Both were convicted and sent by boat to prison at the Presidio in San Francisco, where they were held for several years.
This may have made some of the people think twice about trying to leave the reservation, but many of the people would wander back to their home place out of desperation of poverty, or loneliness for a familiar, friendly place.
The next page will be about events leading up to the first reduction of the reservation in 1865.