The Whitman Mission
The Missionary Board wanted to close the missions in the Oregon Territory, but Marcus made a formal protest and was able to keep them open. The Whitmans realized that the Cayuse were not willing to learn the gospel, but they also knew that the flood of emigrants would change the way of life they were leading. Marcus taught them how to plant and irrigate, and how to operate a grist mill so they could grind flour.
The new settlers brought disease. The Cayuse hold the medicine man responsible if he cannot cure them. They saw that Marcus was able to help the whites, but not their own people. They felt he was purposely trying to kill them, not realizing it was a natural immunity that the settlers had. Eventually, they killed the Whitmans and eleven other settlers.
On the day of the massacre, Narcissa pulled her dying husband into the mission, where she was shot. They drug her body outside and shot her eleven more times.
Layout of the mission, marking where both Whitman's died.
The Great Grave, where Narcissa and Marcus, plus eleven others, are buried.
This is a graveyard that was used by the settlers near the mission. Only two headstones remain; it is unknown how many bodies are buried here.
Sisters buried on the mission site in the settlers graveyard.
Whitman Memorial sits up above the Walla Walla Valley.
When the Cayuse burnt the mission to the ground, they left one structure. It was the grist mill. None of the structures are left today, but the foundations have been clearly marked. If you're ever near the Walla Walla, Washington area, I highly recommend visiting the memorial.
9 comments:
Wow, what a story. I love that kind of stuff.
Beautiful photos!
Terrific telling of a sad story. History needs not to be forgotten.
What a story. I love history, I think that there are many many stories like this that very never documented and that's a sad thing to have happen.
I hear you have other pics as well. I can't wait to see them. I see a road trip in my future...
Sounds like a very interesting trip!
Beautiful pictures and such a moving reminder of days past.
I am glad you enjoyed your trip however, I do think CB could have brought the roan home instead of the souvenir from the roadside!
Tragic tale.
I have read about the Whitman Mission before but didn't realize there was a memorial there. Such a sad tale as were many back in the 'good old days'.
It's always good to be back home and in your own bed, no matter how much you enjoyed being away.
This is a bit off-topic to the blog post, but I figured it was better to comment here than on an older, relevant post, where you might not be as apt to see it.
Anyway, I stumbled across your blog from HT, where you mentioned going to the Burns corral, and I've dug back a couple of pages into your archives. I noticed that you referenced one of your ewes as an Icelandic. Is all of your flock Icelandic?
I'm just curious, as Icelandic sheep are the critters I am most interested in adding to our little homestead after I get back from college. (Well, I'd like to start sooner, but the parentals aren't so keen on the idea of animals that require milking in my absence. Not that I blame them.)
So, if you do have Icelandics.. and you wouldn't mind sharing some first-person testimonial about their traits (both good and bad, of course) with me, I'd love to talk to you about them.
Whichever is most convenient for you when you have a spare moment (I know those can be few and far-between), you can catch me at HT (CountryGoalie is my username there as well), on my blog, or email me at TheSaltyScot (at) aol (dot) com.
Thanks muchly!
I knew that story but have never seen pictures. Yours are beautiful and touching. Thank you for sharing that history with us.
Vanessa
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