Historic Hood River
Native 2
3-11-2014
Notes
Here’s another nice image of Native Americans from the Samuel Blythe collection. I’m not 100% certain on the location, but I believe that’s the old railroad bridge and the old wagon bridge across the Hood River. That would place this image on the east side, perhaps up by Bluff Road.
Charlott
Look up in the tree. I think that is no doubt a beaded bag, which the women were noted for. The Underwood girls were masters at beading.
The girl in the middle looks so very happy. The little guy looks like he is wondering what in the world is going on.
Charlott
He is a cute tenas enow, isn’t he? (You didn’t know I know my Chinook, did you???? My great-grandpa was fluent in it and also the sign language of the river tribes….He had many tillicums….
l.e.
Quite the photo!
I wonder if the little girl is smiling at something the photographer is saying or if they are watching something that makes her smile.
I wonder where they were going or where they had been. Have they had a long, hot dusty walk and they are sitting under the shade of a tree before crossing the river?
l.e.
The changes during this time era in the Indian’s way of life must have been mind boggling.
Some good, some not good.
They are looking across at where they used to camp. Now there is a town. But there is also a bridge that makes crossing the river easier.
I wonder if they were going to pick strawberries?
Buzz
Lot of fun growing up with indian kids on the rez. They were a happy and adventuresome bunch. I wouldn’t say we run wild but helicopter parents weren’t an issue. Bullies existed like today. But me and my partner Minnehaha–Mickey Streets-convinced them we would take no guff. Didn’t wait for moms and teachers to resolve our issues. Had horses to ride and everybody had BB guns. Built a lot of forts and played a lot of cowboys and indians. Only had two complaints: 1. Seldom got to be a cowboy as indian kids always wanted to be cowboys, and 2. BB’s sting when they hit you. Indian words I remember best not repeated today.
Jill Stanford
I can’t even begin to tell you how much I am enjoying these pictures as well as the comments!I agree that is a beaded bag but why is it hanging in the tree???? Maybe it is still there! 🙂
c.g.
Love the bag hanging in the tree and the variety of textiles. Blanket on left has very contemporary appearance and wonder what the design on middle head scarf symbolizes. And the blanket on right looks like a tartan–all probably evidence of a lot of trading.
Steve
good stuff ! I spy a third child in front of the boy – 6 total people. agree ?
Maria Kollas
What a great idea you had sharing these pictures! They are so special! Thank you!!!
l.e.
A note from Mary Schlick about beaded bags in this area.
http://www.splendidheritage.com/Notes/WC8708014.pdf
Bill P.
These photos remind me of the times that my Dad would take me with him to the Indian homes on the road to Koberg Beach from the Columbia River Highway near today’s Hatfield West Parking lot and Trail Head. He would deliver goods from the hardware store that they would special order and of cource on credit. While he was there I would play with Indian kids. I was facinated with their games with sticks, colored stones and bones as compared with my toys. The very sad part of this is these kids would leave at the end of summer and return to the Indian Children’s School at Chimawa (sp) in Salem and not to be seen again. I would really like to have them as my school mates