CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
November 15, 1986
As an expatriate Montanan, I appreciated your story on Montana and the Montana outlook. It's a great and beautiful state, but is quite limited in opportunities to make a living. Chief Joseph and the Nez Perce Indians were not massacred at the Big Hole. Joseph was trying to lead his band in an escape from the whites with the idea of living in Canada. Colonel Gibbons forced a battle at the Big Hole but it was not really a victory for either side. In fact, Joseph captured some of the Army's guns.
February 1, 2004 |
In 1877, Chief Joseph and his band of Nez Perce Indians were forced to abandon their beloved Wallowa Valley in a trek that turned into a war with the U.S. Cavalry and ended with their surrender 1,500 miles away, near the Canadian border. Delivering one of the most heartbreaking surrender speeches in history, Chief Joseph said: "I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands I will fight no more forever."
February 15, 2004 |
Commissioners in northeastern Oregon's Wallowa County have approved plans for an upscale subdivision near the grave of Old Chief Joseph, land considered culturally significant to the Nez Perce Indians. The Nez Perce and two other Northwest tribes had challenged plans for 11 homes on 62 acres near the grave on a site that is also a trailhead of the Nez Perce National Historic Trail. Chief Joseph, son of Old Chief Joseph, followed the trail in 1877 in a 1,500-mile fighting retreat from the U.S.
October 7, 2000 |
The knife is roughly hewn, bold dents and worn metal revealing old age and use. The handle is cracked and dark with time, the blade dull. But the appearance of this 200-year-old weapon belies its importance. Hidden for years in the tiny archive room at Fort Clatsop National Memorial, the knife--a replica of which was recently on display--may have been forged by members of Lewis and Clark's Corps of Discovery as a peace offering to Nez Perce tribes who helped save the explorers' lives.
September 19, 1991 |
Along the North Fork of the Big Hole River, Wilford Halfmoon stopped to listen. And there it was again, just beyond the wind--the sound of battle, a faint rumbling that came up from the pines and, growing louder, dizzied his head with whirling visions.
June 14, 1997 |
Horace Axtell always cries when the spring rain clouds stack up on the ridges and thunder rumbles down the Wallowa Valley. He figures it is a genetic weeping. His grandmother, who fled the valley with Chief Joseph and his band 120 years ago, always cried with the thunder. She said she was lonesome for the land. But Axtell thinks maybe she was remembering Joseph, the man they called Thunder Rolling From the Mountains.