A Hundred Years of Rip and Roarin Rough and Ready By Andy Rogers (1952)(Hathitrust) (117 pages)

Yat went directly to Pambio's teepee, wmd on reaching the campoodie, stated his sase. “No, Yat," said Pamblo, "you are Like a brother to Sleeping Dove." *But," said Yat, "I am not her brother. [ greatly wish to have her for my squaw." What can I do," said Pamblo, “I have sent a runner to my old friend, Ataska, telling aim all was arranged.” Pamblo meditated several days. Then the time came for the (Indians to migrate to Lake Tahoe for the summer. Pamblo sent for Chief Ataska, and sxplained the situation to him. They planaed this. Both of Sleeping Dove's suitors vere swift runners. A race was planned to run around Lake Tahoe, and the winner beLonged to Sleeping Dove. The rival suitors agreed. The morning of the race came. The contestants stood ready; Indians were posted at intervals around the lake. A pistol cracked, and the race was on. Dark Thunder led, running swiftly and not relaxed. Yat followed, with an easy tireless swing. On and on, and on, they rounded the last bend, with Dark Thunder still in the lead, badly winded, Yat took longer, easier strides, and passed the goal ten feet ahead. Pamblo's family appalled, not waiting to greet Dark Thunder. Yat plunged into the icy waters of the lake, and in a few minutes was seized with cramps, pulled out of the Lake, suffering terribly. He was taken to his tent, where everything was done that Indians knew how to do, which was not much. Sleeping Dove nursed him tirelessly, only leaving when absolutely necessary, to the care of her mother. Yat lay for weeks, suffering intense pain. His trouble was probably rheumatic fever, which the Indian doctors did not know how to combat. At length, the pain subdued, but alas, Yat's legs were drawn into a position, I have described. His tall, graceful figure, was bent and bowed, his face lined with pain and frustration. Dove became his squaw, and in the months to come, Slight recompense and reconciliation became theirs. Yat did a woman's work, washing the clothes, pounding the acorns and making acorn soup. Dove helping always,and the years leaped ahead until they reached the period where the story began. More briefs of Indian characters knovm vy Wiarguerite Vineyard: Long Charlie, Short Charlie, whose names indicate the reason thereof. Whiskey Dick, who made the woods resound with his wild yells, but who did no other harm. He got drunk whenever he had worked long enough to get money to buy whiskey. The worse it was, the better he liked it. Nancy, an intelligent Indian woman, who dia our washing, scrubbing, and was always handy when needed. Ida, the half white child, very handsome, who married Dick Childs, and mothered three children, the eldest of whom was named Lyddie. Katie, Nancy's other grandchild, took care of her winters. Lizzie's baby Katie from earning money, it became such a hardship, that one day both Katie and the baby disappeared. The baby was found drowned in Yuba River, not far from where it was hardly evident, it had been thrown into the river. Toppy was always accompanied by his wife, Dove, who was an old woman and had sore eyes. I had occasionally seen Indians when visiting my grandmother Bourn; I was always inGo gle 97 tensely curious about them, and asked questions of grandmother, which she answered, until her Irish patience gave out. She took me to visit the few Indians who still camped in skin Wickiups, on the flat below the barn, and other out duildings of Point Pleasant. In this story is more on 01d Yat. Indians doings and practices: After attacking a wagon train, Indians would ride on horse back, (mostly bareback) into the Indian camp, with their captives, yelling and whooping it.up. Indians on other horses would tear along side on the run, and if successful to take off from the Warrior a white captive, the prize belonged to the Indian who took off the white person. In one of these acts, Mrs. Geneva Rogers mother’s dress was ail torn in pieces, but she managed to cling on. Indians good food: bread made of acorns, seasoned with dried grasshoppers. Hot stones placed in, to do the baking. Food mixed in holes of large boulders. Rough and Ready Indian of 1950, Johnnie Green. His squaw is a white woman from a wealthy family. Johnnie rides bare back on his horse in the parades. At all celebrations, Johnnie all decked out in Indian feathers, reaching the ground, and with moccasins. Always dancing with the women Indian style danoes, and he likes his snort. N. Trucks was employed on the Haney Ranch, below Rough and Ready, noticed a man sitting on a tree stump. Going over, found the man propped up and scalped by Indians. INDIANS AND CHINAMEN Chinamen came to the mining camps early. They got the leavings, working ravines, gullies, and creeks, after the white men worked the pay dirt. Yet Chinamen found gold. They worked in gangs of about twentyfive, for about seven and twelve cents per day, under a boss who would be a husky. Chinamen were sort of slaves but willing glaves. They came to town in single file, jabbering all the way, carrying umbrellas, credible weights carried. They placed fifty pounds of rice on each end of a pole, which they carried on their shoulders, and started out on a dog trot, going so far, then two husky Chinamen would relieve him for a spell. . : Also, for supplies they would take flour, bacon, tea, and potatoes, wearing a comical wide bamboo hat. They spent little gold, and the gold had a way to China, in a round-about way smuggled, to do the Government out of revenue. Queer doings in mining camps. Year 1850, a Chinaman was kicked by a mule, and went to join his illustrious ancestors. Friends of the deceased held a trial, found the mule guilty, and the mule shot. The hind legs of the mule, which were held to be especially culpable, were amputated and eaten in the midst of great pomp and ceremony. Sacks of rice, about 30 inches long and ten inches wide, costed 35 cents. After grub, opium taken out, little left from wages. Chinamen put what money they earned on string, which money was not worth much. Worked hard, wanted their bodies, the bones of themseives shipped to China, which costed about $150.00. : Most of them were killed, or died off, before gaining their freedom. In many instances, it costed about 18

Yat went directly to Pambio's teepee, wmd on reaching the campoodie, stated his sase. “No, Yat," said Pamblo, "you are Like a brother to Sleeping Dove." *But," said Yat, "I am not her brother. [ greatly wish to have her for my squaw." What can I do," said Pamblo, “I have sent a runner to my old friend, Ataska, telling aim all was arranged.” Pamblo meditated several days. Then the time came for the (Indians to migrate to Lake Tahoe for the summer. Pamblo sent for Chief Ataska, and sxplained the situation to him. They planaed this. Both of Sleeping Dove's suitors vere swift runners. A race was planned to run around Lake Tahoe, and the winner beLonged to Sleeping Dove. The rival suitors agreed. The morning of the race came. The contestants stood ready; Indians were posted at intervals around the lake. A pistol cracked, and the race was on. Dark Thunder led, running swiftly and not relaxed. Yat followed, with an easy tireless swing. On and on, and on, they rounded the last bend, with Dark Thunder still in the lead, badly winded, Yat took longer, easier strides, and passed the goal ten feet ahead. Pamblo's family appalled, not waiting to greet Dark Thunder. Yat plunged into the icy waters of the lake, and in a few minutes was seized with cramps, pulled out of the Lake, suffering terribly. He was taken to his tent, where everything was done that Indians knew how to do, which was not much. Sleeping Dove nursed him tirelessly, only leaving when absolutely necessary, to the care of her mother. Yat lay for weeks, suffering intense pain. His trouble was probably rheumatic fever, which the Indian doctors did not know how to combat. At length, the pain subdued, but alas, Yat's legs were drawn into a position, I have described. His tall, graceful figure, was bent and bowed, his face lined with pain and frustration. Dove became his squaw, and in the months to come, Slight recompense and reconciliation became theirs. Yat did a woman's work, washing the clothes, pounding the acorns and making acorn soup. Dove helping always,and the years leaped ahead until they reached the period where the story began. More briefs of Indian characters knovm vy Wiarguerite Vineyard: Long Charlie, Short Charlie, whose names indicate the reason thereof. Whiskey Dick, who made the woods resound with his wild yells, but who did no other harm. He got drunk whenever he had worked long enough to get money to buy whiskey. The worse it was, the better he liked it. Nancy, an intelligent Indian woman, who dia our washing, scrubbing, and was always handy when needed. Ida, the half white child, very handsome, who married Dick Childs, and mothered three children, the eldest of whom was named Lyddie. Katie, Nancy's other grandchild, took care of her winters. Lizzie's baby Katie from earning money, it became such a hardship, that one day both Katie and the baby disappeared. The baby was found drowned in Yuba River, not far from where it was hardly evident, it had been thrown into the river. Toppy was always accompanied by his wife, Dove, who was an old woman and had sore eyes. I had occasionally seen Indians when visiting my grandmother Bourn; I was always inGo gle 97 tensely curious about them, and asked questions of grandmother, which she answered, until her Irish patience gave out.

She took me to visit the few Indians who still camped in skin Wickiups, on the flat below the barn, and other out duildings of Point Pleasant. In this story is more on 01d Yat. Indians doings and practices: After attacking a wagon train, Indians would ride on horse back, (mostly bareback) into the Indian camp, with their captives, yelling and whooping it.up. Indians on other horses would tear along side on the run, and if successful to take off from the Warrior a white captive, the prize belonged to the Indian who took off the white person. In one of these acts, Mrs. Geneva Rogers mother’s dress was ail torn in pieces, but she managed to cling on. Indians good food: bread made of acorns, seasoned with dried grasshoppers. Hot stones placed in, to do the baking. Food mixed in holes of large boulders. Rough and Ready Indian of 1950, Johnnie Green. His squaw is a white woman from a wealthy family. Johnnie rides bare back on his horse in the parades. At all celebrations, Johnnie all decked out in Indian feathers, reaching the ground, and with moccasins. Always dancing with the women Indian style danoes, and he likes his snort. N. Trucks was employed on the Haney Ranch, below Rough and Ready, noticed a man sitting on a tree stump. Going over, found the man propped up and scalped by Indians. INDIANS AND CHINAMEN Chinamen came to the mining camps early. They got the leavings, working ravines, gullies, and creeks, after the white men worked the pay dirt. Yet Chinamen found gold. They worked in gangs of about twentyfive, for about seven and twelve cents per day, under a boss who would be a husky. Chinamen were sort of slaves but willing glaves. They came to town in single file, jabbering all the way, carrying umbrellas, credible weights carried. They placed fifty pounds of rice on each end of a pole, which they carried on their shoulders, and started out on a dog trot, going so far, then two husky Chinamen would relieve him for a spell. . : Also, for supplies they would take flour, bacon, tea, and potatoes, wearing a comical wide bamboo hat. They spent little gold, and the gold had a way to China, in a round-about way smuggled, to do the Government out of revenue. Queer doings in mining camps. Year 1850, a Chinaman was kicked by a mule, and went to join his illustrious ancestors. Friends of the deceased held a trial, found the mule guilty, and the mule shot. The hind legs of the mule, which were held to be especially culpable, were amputated and eaten in the midst of great pomp and ceremony. Sacks of rice, about 30 inches long and ten inches wide, costed 35 cents. After grub, opium taken out, little left from wages. Chinamen put what money they earned on string, which money was not worth much. Worked hard, wanted their bodies, the bones of themseives shipped to China, which costed about $150.00. : Most of them were killed, or died off, before gaining their freedom. In many instances, it costed about 18