Continue – The Chickasaw
They all spoke softly among themselves about what was happening and of the strange land, they were taking them too. What use to be a proud people, they were now faltering under degrading conditions. Many elders, young children and babies died as all were herded like cattle on a dusty path. Many years later, this action by the white man against the Indians would be called “The Trail of Tears”.
Ma’s grandparents died before reaching Arkansas …
There were many fires at night when they were allowed to stop; all Nations were represented, the most were the Cherokee. Ma was told that many young men spoke of escaping, Hawk agreed with them. She remembered her father saying that he had rather be dead than living like animals herded into circles by the soldiers. One of the Over-Town elders a Shaman, “married” them, giving them many spiritual blessings. Hawk would not leave without Sipsee. During the darkness of night, they slipped away; Hawk did not tell Sipsee, he knew that their parents would pay for their freedom with their own lives.
Hawk found a way to cross the Mississippi River into Northern Alabama. They made their home on the Eastern side of Alabama. They lived among a few Indians that were not forced to leave. Hawk knew that if they did not live like the “white man” they would be forced to leave or killed. Sipsee learned the language and would walk to the nearest settlement to work; they wanted to build a cabin. Sipsee knew that they must change with the times, Hawk kept to himself and his own dreams.
To be continued…
Resource – Storyteller – Jane Over-Town “Overton”
1848-1954 at the age of 106 her mind was
Like a steel trap, she never forgot anything,
It was her body that was ready for death; she lay
down for an afternoon nap and woke only to
say goodbye to the grandson she raised, my father
Post Writer – Elizabeth Ann Johnson-Murphree