Narcissa Whitman Story

Narcissa Whitman Story
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  • "Your proposal concerning keeping a diary as I journey comes before my mind often. I have not found it practicable while traveling by land, although many events have passed which, if noted as they occurred, might have been interesting. We left Pittsburgh this morning at ten o'clock and are sailing at the rate of thirteen miles an hour. It is delightful passing so rapidly down the waters of the beautiful river." ( Excerpt from the Whitman Diary).  The boat was shaking making Narcissa's handwriting sloppy.  She was traveling with her husband, going west. 
  • Please God, make sure we have food for the winter. I just wish we could teach the Native Americans this too.......
  • Yes! An Indian I can teach Christianity to!
  • Please take this baby.
  • But it was too late; she was dead. We made every effort possible to bring her to life, but all was in vain. On hearing that the cups were in the river, I resolved in my mind how they could get there, for we had not missed them.
  • No! My little girl drowned! Why me?!
  • She is teaching other Natives about Christianity? ATTACK!
  • They were inhumanly butchered by their own, up to the last moment, beloved Indians, for whom their warm Christian hearts had prayed for eleven years, and their unwearied hands had administered to their every want in sickness and in distress, and had bestowed unnumbered blessings;
  • Many were killed including Narcissa herself, only her kids survived this horrific massacre, except Alice, who died in the process of escaping.
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