Damned straight. Ethnic cleansing at bayonet point from green fields and mountains of people who had adopted every white cultural norm, settled farms, churches, frock coats and dresses, and their own written language. All followed by a thousand mile forced march onto an untamed prairie populated by genuine savages. May as well say the Bataan Death March was a fitness exercise.
” Ethnic cleansing at bayonet point from green fields and mountains of people who had adopted every white cultural norm, settled farms, churches, frock coats and dresses, and their own written language. All followed by a thousand mile forced march onto an untamed prairie populated by genuine savages. May as well say the Bataan Death March was a fitness exercise.”
The Trail where they cried was as cruel as anything in history. Why some ‘conservatives’ refuse the facts is what liberals do. But it wasn’t just ‘white man’ at fault. Chief John Ross, who was every bit as big liar as Obama and as good at race baiting/class warfare, held out for more money until the forced removal instead of protecting his people.
[snip] According to the dates in her dairy, Mrs. Releaf Mason of Little Rock observed the Bell Contingency nearing the end of it’s journey. On December 13, 1838 she wrote, “Heard of the unexpected death of a young lady of the Cherokee Nation.” A few days later she notes, “When we came to the river our horses took fright at some Indians encamped near the road and came very near precipitating us into the stream.” Her December 18th entry reflects, “Today the Indians, amounting to 700 passed off, which for several days have been encamped near us. Many of them very interesting, some Christians.”
Private John G. Burnett of Captain Abraham McClellan’s Company, penned his observations of the Cherokee Indian Removal. This description is of another contingency which took months longer and did not fare as well as the Bells.
“I saw the helpless Cherokees arrested and dragged from their homes, and driven at the bayonet point into the stockades. And in the chill of a drizzling rain on an October morning I saw them loaded like cattle or sheep into six hundred and forty-five wagons and started toward the west....On the morning of November the 17th we encountered a terrific sleet and snow storm with freezing temperatures and from that day until we reached the end of the fateful journey on March the 26th 1839, the sufferings of the Cherokees were awful. The trail of the exiles was a trail of death. They had to sleep in the wagons and on the ground without fire. And I have known as many as twenty-two of them to die in one night of pneumonia due to ill treatment, cold and exposure.”
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