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SALES and BEWLY>WHITMAN massacre

Sal Taylor (View posts)
Posted: 4 Nov 2000 2:10PM GMT
Classification: Lookup
Edited: 6 Sep 2001 2:45AM GMT
Surnames: SAGER, SALES, BEWLY
According to Catherine Sager (p.68) Sales and Bewly didn't die until 2 weeks after Dr Whitman was killed. The two of them were almost over their bout with the measles. At one point they were in the kitchen and were told they would work for the Cayuse and take Cayuse wives. Apparently Sales swore at them and taunted them with what would happen when the troops arrived. Apparently the Cayuse felt that at this point they had little to lose. Shortly thereafter, two weeks after the Whitmans were killed they were dragged from their beds and beaten to death. Most of the other captives were traumatized. One gave his daughter as a bride and offered other girls although he had no others. Bewley and Sales were feisty! Page 101 of Thompson, Shallow Grave at Waiilatpu tells basically the same story.

Elizabeth SAGER's letter published in IA newspaper

Posted: 2 Dec 2000 6:41AM GMT
Classification: Lookup
Edited: 6 Sep 2001 3:01AM GMT
Surnames: SAGER, WHITMAN, ROGERS, PARRISH, PRINGLE, GINGER, HAYLETT
Copied from a newspaper article published in Promise City Iowa. I don't know how many of the mistakes are Elizabeth's and how many are my sisters typo's when she typed out the newspaper article.

(below we published an interesting letter written in 1855 by Miss Elizabeth Sager, a cousin of C.A. Sager of Promise City and E.M. Sager south of town. The letter recounts the many trials and hardships through which the family passed on their way from Missouri to Oregon.)

Salem, Ore., Jan. 17, 1855. Frederick Sager: Dear Uncle: There is something so novel in writing to you, my unknown friend, that I hardly know how to commence. I was greatly surprised in getting a letter from my relatives after so great a lapse of time. Brother John used to take me on his knee and tell over the names of my Uncles and I distinctly remember Uncle Fredericks name, and this all I know of my friends. And as I have now heard of you I will give you a short history of our lives. We started on our road to Oregon in the year 1844. If I mistake not it was in the month of April. Mother was not well when we started. She said she would not live to get through. Father gave her a choice to come to Oregon or go back to Indianna and she said she would rather come to Oregon. In May after we started she had a little baby. She was sick from that time on till she died. When we got to fort Laramie we met with a sad misfortune; sister Catherine fell out of the wagon and shivered her leg all to pieces. She went to get out of the wagon and her dress caught on the ax handle and she fell and the fore wheel run right over her leg and back fortunately it did not injure the back any. It went very hard with mother. Father set the leg himself. He would not trust the case to any of the doctors. It healed her without even making her lame. Father was taken sick I think on Platt river; he caused his sickness by chasing some buffalo on a very hot day. Just as we crossed green river he died. Sister Catherine was sick at the same time with her leg. A few days before he died he laid his hand on her head and said, "poor child what will become of you when your father dies" and these were the last words he ever spoke to her. Mother just lived 21 days after father died. She left us in the care of an old Dutch doctor and told him to take us to the first mission. He promised her faithfully with the tears running down his cheeks that he would take care of us as if we were his own children. He was very kind to us and kept his promise.

We arrived a t Dr Whitmans station on the 17th day of October and here the doctor left us. There were seven children of all of us. First there was John 14 years of age, Francis 12, Catherine 9, Elizabeth 7, Matilda 5, Louisa 3, and Henrietta which was the babe born on the road, 5 months. This was quite a large and helpless family for one man to take. He adopted us all and treated us as if we were his own children. We always called them father and mother. They had no children of there own. The boys were going to come on down with the emigration and live in the valley until they were old enough to hold claim, then they were going to send for us girls and take care of us themselves, but Dr Whitman persuaded them to give up the idea and live with him. He said he would not have the girls unless he could have the boys too. We lived three years very happily, When on the fatal 29th of November, 1847, we were doomed to witness what I pray I may never behold again, the murder of my beloved brothers andadopted father and mother and eleven emigrants. It makes my blood cold to think of it. We were all sick with the measles at the time. Louisa and Henrietta were not expected to live from one hour to another. The massacre commenced at one o,clock in the day on a Monday. I had gone from the kitcheninto the dining room when all at once I heard a great firing in the room I had just left. Mrs Whitman threw up her hands and exclaimed, the indians are killing us. An indian had called the doctor out in the kitchen just a little before, under a pretence of wanting medicine, and the firing was at him. Brother John was in there winding a ball of twine at the time. When next I saw him he was a lifeless corpse. When the firing ceased Mrs Whitman stepped into the kitchen and dragged father into the dining room and asked him if she could do anything for him; he whispered no and it was the last words he ever spoke. As she was passing into the parlor to get some ashes to put on his mangled head to stop the blood she stepped to the window to see what was going on, an indian raised his gun and a ball went right through her right side. I was standing by her at the time. It seemed almost a miracle that it did not go right through my head. Mother dropped where she was standing and did not think of herself, for her prayer was, "Oh my dear children what will become of you." How I pitied her : I could not cry, I could not move. Presently I was aroused by the crashing of the windows and Mother exclaimed, "take them upstairs." Mr Rogers, although he was wounded very bad, motioned for all of us to run upstairs while he gathered the sick children to bring them up, and when he got them up he went back for mother. An Indian came and called for them to come downstairs, that they were going to set the house on fire. But they did not go down, so the indian came upstairs. He told mother he was her firm friend and not to fear anything, to come down immediately for they were going to burn the house so they went muyself and several of the women went with them. When we got down mother was laid on a setteeto be taken over to the other house where the emigrants stayed. Mr Rogers and a half breed man by the name of Joe___ , each took one end of the settee. The indians came in and shook their blankets saying "we have no guns, you need not be afraid." We stepped into the kitchen adnsaw the lifeless body of brother John lying on his face in the door. We had to step over him as we passed out. When we got on the front steps I looked around and saw a row of indians along the wall ready to fire as soon as their victims should appear; I turned and ran upstairs as fast as I could. I slipped in the blood as I went; there was blood all over the wall by brother John. The Indian told us he fought desperately for his life. We children staid upstairs till the next day. The indian that got mother and Mr Rogers to go down told us that Francis had run away; that they did not kill him. Just as we were passing through the roomthere lay Francis dead in the door. Sister Kate was afraid to go on; she said the indians were going to kill us as they hdid mother last night. I did not feel afraid somehow; I felt they would not touch us. I was frightened more when the Catholic priest came, as he said to see that they were burried decently. I felt more afraid of him than of the indians. The bodies laid out in the yard for three days before they were burried. I went over with the priest and took a last look at my brothers. Five days after Dr Whitman was killed Louisa died. I went to see her buried, though the women tried hard to keep me from going. We were prisoners for eight weeks when ________________________MAN came and brought us from them. I expect you will think this not a very good description of the massacre, but when I write again I will give you all the particulars. Matilda knows more about it than I do. I will write you her evidence next time I write to you. When I came into the valley I went to live with a man by the name of Robb... I lived with him for two years when he wanted to take his family to California. I did not want to go so I went to live with a man by the name of Wilson. I lived there a year but they were so unkind to me that I would not stay there any longer. So I went to live with Mr Parrish. His wife made a great fuss one day because I wanted to go and see my sister Matilda. Sister Catherine was going and wanted me to go with her. We had not seen her but once in four years,,, and you may be sure that I wanted to see her very much. Sister Catherine had just been married a few months to a man named Clark Pringle. When we came back from the plains Mrs Parrish told me I could not live with her any more, so brother Clark took me to live with them. I have lived with them three years now. I support myself by teaching school, that is I get my own clothes. Sister Catherine has one little girl. Her name is Kate Vergelia. Henrietta lives with Clark too. Matilda lives with Mr Ginger at the Tualiton plains fifty miles from us. I have not seen her but three times since we came from Dr Whitmans. She wrote me that she would be married sometime in February to a Mr Haylett, who is thirty while she is only fifteen. I expect you will think this a funny match, but is nothing in Oregon.
I have a great many questions to ask you and some of them I expect you will think very silly, but I have such a curiosity to know everything. When you write to me I want you to answer all of them if you can. I want to know if you are a married man and if so who you married: if you have any children and what their names are; how many brothers my father had and their wives namesaf they are married, and what my grandmother's name was before she was married, also what grandfathers other two wives names were. I want to know what my fathers age would have been had he lived, also mothers age. What state they were born in and in what month and on what day. If have it please send a lock of fathers and mothers hair; also of your own and of dear grandfather. Sister Catherine wrote you a letter on the 24th of December. She gave you more particulars than I can as she was older than I and can remember more than I do. She sent you a lock of all our hair. Could you send grandfathers daguerotype? we would prize it as highly as if it was grandpa himself. I always thought he was dead and was very much surprisedwhen you wrote to us he was alive yet. I will send you three peices of my hair. Please give one locket to grandfather and tell him to keep it to remember his little granddaughter; give one of the other locks to your oldest daughter if you have any, if not keep it yourself. Give the other lock to some of my cousins if I have any. Write to me as soon as you get this letter if you please and give me all the particulars.
Your affectionate niece,
-Elizabeth M. Sager

Re: Elizabeth SAGER's letter

Craig Reekie (View posts)
Posted: 10 Dec 2000 6:23PM GMT
Classification: Query
Edited: 6 Sep 2001 3:03AM GMT
Surnames: SAGER
Deidre,
Thanks for the letter. Are you related to the Sagers somehow? Also I'm interested if the history of the massacre was passed down thru the generations or is it knowledge relearned from recent research. Craig

Re: Re: Elizabeth SAGER's letter

Posted: 11 Dec 2000 7:55AM GMT
Classification: Lookup
Edited: 24 Jun 2003 10:58PM GMT
Surnames: SAGER, HAINES
Hi Craig,
Mostly the story of the orphaned Sager children is family legend. I am not directly descended. My great great grandmother Michal "Sager" Haines would have been first cousins with them. I do have the news paper article the letter was taken from. Perhaps the C.A. Sager mentioned in the article was Michal's brother Cyrintheus Abraham. Feel free to write me at MIZGRIZZ@AOL.COM. I'll do my best to answer any questions. Make sure you put Sager in the subject line. I do know Disney made a movie "Seven Alone" and published a book of the same title based on this family. But it ended with arrival at the Whitman mission and they all lived happily ever after. Deidre

Re: Elizabeth SAGER's letter

Sal Taylor (View posts)
Posted: 4 Jan 2001 8:07PM GMT
Classification: Query
Edited: 24 Jun 2003 10:59PM GMT
Surnames: OGDEN
It was exciting to read Elizabeth's letter. I haven't seen that before.The place in the letter where it says"when_______________MAN came and" I think the handwriting may not have been clear, but they were ransomed (Matilda said bought" by Peter Skeen Ogden a Hudson'S Bay Man

I would love to see a photocopy of the letter. I am writing a history of the massacre as a part of the story of the Oregon Trail. Do you know about the Whitman Mission National Park? Where do you live?

Re: Elizabeth SAGER's letter

Posted: 10 Jan 2001 3:49PM GMT
Classification: Lookup
Edited: 6 Sep 2001 3:13AM GMT
Surnames: SAGER
Sorry Sal I don't have the letter. The letter was published in a Promise City Iowa newspaper. I have the clipping my great Aunt cut from the paper. You can contact me at MIZGRIZZ@AOL.COM

Re: Elizabeth SAGER's letter

Posted: 25 Feb 2001 2:24PM GMT
Classification: Lookup
Edited: 16 May 2004 8:07PM GMT
Surnames: SAGER
Until today I only knew of Catherine and Elizabeth Sager living through the massacre. Now thanks to this and the Oregon Trail board I have more info on one part of our family. Thanks

Photo of Catherine SAGER-PRINGLE's daughters

Posted: 25 Feb 2001 6:55PM GMT
Classification: Lookup
Edited: 6 Sep 2001 3:09AM GMT
Surnames: SAGER, PRINGLE
I've uploaded onto zing a picture of two little girl's. My great Aunt said they were daughter's of Catherine Sager Pringle. If you would like to veiw the picture you can find it at http://www.zing.com/album/?id=4292972055 the picture caption starts I'm told....

Re: Elizabeth SAGER's letter published in IA newspaper

Posted: 6 Sep 2001 3:16AM GMT
Classification: Query
Edited: 1 Feb 2003 8:03PM GMT
Do you have the date of when this letter was published in the Promise City, IA newspaper?

Re: Elizabeth SAGER's letter published in IA newspaper

deidre cox (View posts)
Posted: 13 Sep 2001 12:18AM GMT
Classification: Query
Sorry I can't be more specific but I think the letter was published somewhere between 1920 and 1930
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