The Muskogee chief was trying to ease his people about the rumors of the travel up west leaving their home Alabama.
"I promise my people Alabama will be our home"
"Did you hear the rumors?"
" i hear we have to travel to the far west"
The start of the journey
The whites pulled in wagons after wagons to tell the natives it is time to leave their land and to move west with the rest of their people
"Pack your things your moving west"
Before the travel the natives were put in stockades like animals until the real journey began. They were treated like animals and was separated from love ones. Many wept in silence feeling the sorrow of leaving there homes.
A council meeting was mostly composed of men, but there were times when every member of a town (tulwa) was requested to attend the meetings.Many of the leaders, when unrest was felt in the homes, visited the different homes and gave encouragement to believe that Alabama was to be the permanent home of the Muskogee tribe. But many different rumors of a removal to the far west was often heard.
The journey was long and hard. There wasn't much food or water to spare so many of the Native Americans died on the Trail . The old, sick, and the weak were the first on to go. The Natives left them a bowl of water while they died on the trail alone
The command for a removal came unexpectedly upon most of us. There was the time that we noticed that several overloaded wagons were passing our home, yet we did not grasp the meaning. However, it was not long until we found out the reason. Wagons stopped at our home and the men in charge commanded us to gather what few belongings could be crowded into the wagons. We were to be taken away and leave our homes never to return. This was just the beginning of much weeping and heartaches.
The dead never have a proper burial as tradition. The Natives had no extra time to stop to bury their dead the right way. Many bodies just laid to the side while the rest moved on
We were taken to a crudely built stockade and joined others of our tribe. We were kept penned up until everything was ready before we started on the march. Even here, there was the awful silence that showed the heartaches and sorrow at being taken from the homes and even separation from loved ones.
Many of the Native Americans were still sad about leaving their homes and the bodies that were left behind. Some kept hope by having feathers and singing songs to keep their mind at ease
Many fell by the wayside, too faint with hunger or too weak to keep up with the rest. The aged, feeble, and sick were left to perish by the wayside. A crude bed was quickly prepared for these sick and weary people. Only a bowl of water was left within reach, thus they were left to suffer and die alone.
Death stalked at all hours, but there was no time for proper burying of ceremonies. My grandfather died on this trip. A hastily cut piece of cotton wood contained his body. The open ends were closed up and this was placed along a creek.Some of the dead were placed between two logs and quickly covered with shrubs, some were shoved under the thickets, and some were not even buried but left by the wayside.
several men carrying reeds with eagle feathers attached to the end.These men said the reeds with feathers had been treated by the medicine men. Their purpose was to encourage the Indians not to be heavy hearted nor to think of the homes that had been left.