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Trail of Tears Watercolor Painting
The above poster shows the location of the Cherokee Nation prior to their forced removal to Oklahoma, as well as prominent individuals associated with the Cherokee removal, the routes of taken on the Trail of Tears, and the location of new Cherokee Nation. The poster was done in water colors by Judy Kirkland, a retired eighth grade Georgia Studies teacher at Harlem Middle School in Harlem, Georgia. Capsule Biographies of people on the poster and others associated with
the Trail of Tears, also done by Judy Kirkland: Elias Boudinot (originally Buck Watie) -- I was John Ridge's cousin and
Stand Watie's brother. I took my name from a patron. At school in Connecticut,
I fell in love and married a white gir1, Harriet Gold. Her brother and neighbors
burned her in effigy to show their displeasure. We had five children before
she died. I became editor of The Cherokee Phoenix, a newspaper published
in both Cherokee and English. I was part of the faction that signed the Treaty
of New Echota. My house and property were not seized because of an agreement
I had with Governor Lumpkin to wait until my family moved west. I had indeed
moved west and was living with my second wife and six children when members
of the Ross faction killed me. I was helping a neighbour build a house when
three men asked for medicine. Halfway to the house they split my head with
a tomahawk. Reverend Jesse Bushyhead --I was a Cherokee who was a Baptist convert.
I led my flock in prayer to try to help them while we were in the stockade
at Camp Hetzel awaiting removal. One daughter died just before we crossed
the Mississippi, but my wife gave birth to another daughter after we crossed
the Mississippi River in January 1639. I was a friend to Sequoyah. My descendants
include Robert Bushyhead who explores the music of his ancestors and performed
on the tape you heard earlier. Henry Clay --I was a white politician best known for the doctrine of states
rights and nullification. I advocated the War of 1812, a protective tariff,
and the national bank. I was also a strong supporter of slavery and the annexation
of Texas. I became known as the Great Compromiser because I helped settle
bitter disputes over slavery and did much to hold the nation together during
the first half of the 1800's. I drafted the Missouri Compromise, the Compromise
of 1850, and the compromise tariff that kept S.C. from seceding. I served
in both the U. S. Sam Houston --I was born in Virginia but lived in Tennessee when I ran
away at 15 to join the Cherokees. They called me "Blackbird", and Chief
Jolly let me stay for three years before he told me to return home to avoid
problems with the surrounding whites. I was appointed subagent to help
supervise the removal of the Tennessee Cherokees to Arkansas, but when I
wore Cherokee leggings to Washington, Secretary of War Calhoun quickly got
rid of me. I became governor of Tennessee and married Eliza Allen.
When she left me, I was Secretary of State, but I resigned and went back
to the Cherokee. This time they called me Ootsetee Ardetahskee, which
translates Big Drink. I was ignored in my addresses to Washington about
the Indian removal until Jackson decided to send me to handle the affairs
of the Texas Comanches. There I became a leader who helped win Texas's
independence from Mexico. I married a soft-spoken girl who weaned me
from the whiskey bottle. I had always valued Jackson’s friendship and
was on my way to bring the good news to him in person that Texas had been
admitted to the union when he died. I arrived at his bedside just a
couple of hours too late. Chief Junaluska-- I was born and grew up in what is now North Carolina
and was friends with Will Thomas. I led a war party that joined the
army of Jacksa Chula Harjo at Horseshoe Bend. I swam a river to get
canoes and got the Cherokee forces behind the Red sticks so that we won the
battle. I also saved Jackson's life. "If I had known that Jackson
would drive us from our homes, I would have killed him that day at the Horse
Shoe." I thought he was a good man. I could not believe that
he ran us from our homes. I led one of the groups that left on the
Trail of Tears in October 1833 but I was determined to return home.
I walked bock to North Carolina travelling through woods and unoccupied districts
to avoid recapture. My friend Will Thomas helped me reclaim a former
residence. That state gave me citizenship rights. My descendants
still live there. Andrew Jackson --I was President of the US when the Treaty of Removal
was negotiated, but Van Buren had to execute the removal of the Cherokees.
I was the first president born in a log cabin, an orphan at 14. I carried
a scar from the American Revolution because I would not black on officer's
boots. When he struck me with his sword, I threw up my arm, but he
cut my hand and head to the bone. John Howard Payne --I was known best for writing "Home Sweet Home," but
I was looking for material for a book In Tennessee when I met John Ross.
I stayed with Ross several days and was arrested with him by 25 members of
the Georgia guard who tried to spread rumors to get us both lynched.
They said I was a northern abolitionist here to stir up trouble. Not
many believed them, and we were released without charges in 13 days.
From that time on, I wrote a lot of articles about the mistreatment of and
broken promises to the Indians. John Marshall—I was the 4th chief justice of the United States and served
longer than any other justice, from 1801 to 1835. When I became chief
justice, the Supreme Court commanded little respect. I was sometimes
ignored, especially by Andrew Jackson in the Indian issue, but I still raised
the court to a level equal to the executive and legislative branches.
I believed that we needed a strong central government to grow, and my arguments
gave the court power to overrule states when national and state interests
collided. I become known as the "'Great Chief Justice" because of my
impact on the judicial system. Major Ridge was my English name. It came from Ka-nun-da-cla-geh
in Cherokee, which meant "he who walks on the mountains.” The English
shortened it to The Ridge, and I took Major from my rank when I served with
Andrew Jackson at Horse Shoe Bend. I didn't always fight with the Americans.
I had taken many sca1ps during the Revolution. But even as a full-blooded
Cherokee, I could see some value to the white ways. I became e thriving
p1anter with 30 s1aves and 280 acres with 1500 fruit trees and a ferry on
the Oostenaula River. I remodelled my cabin into a Piedmont style planter's
house end sent my son John to a mission school in Connecticut. I spoke
only a few words of English, but I understood more. I had ki1led Doub1ehead
when he signed away land in 1802 without sanctions of the tribe, but I finally
decided my people would do better to take what we could get and leave safely.
I was one of the ones who signed the Treaty of New Echota, knowing that I
was signing my death warrant. I left with my relatives and 600 followers
equipped with slaves, horses, oxen, carriages, and wagons and arrived in
Indian Territory in time to p1ant spring crops on choice land. My group
was the only one to arrive with no deaths. But I knew my days were
numbered. I was murdered just as I had killed Doublehead, according
to the law of our tribe. I was ambushed by people of the Ross faction,
shot twelve times, end trampled by my frightened horse. John Ridge—I was the son of Major Ridge of the Deer Clan. An alumnus
of New England missionary schools, I wrote poetry and married a white girl,
Sarah Northrup. I spent much time travelling and speaking to raise
money to convert the Indians. Although a full-blood, I turned my back
on what I had been taught to see as savagery. I left Georgia with my
father and followers before the forced removal and settled near Honey Creek.
Shortly after the Ross faction arrived, I was pulled from my bed and stabbed
to death 25 times in view of my wife and children. This was my payment
according to Cherokee law for signing away land without the tribal sanction. John Ross --Although only 1\8 Cherokee, I became the principal chief of
the Cherokees. I was born in what became Etowah County, Alabama.
My father was a Scotsman who owned a store and tannery and had built the
town of Rossville. I was sent to schools in Tennessee and was a classmate
of Sam Houston. The Indians called me Cooweescooweee, or White Bird.
I chose to go the Indian way and married a young full-blood widow with one
daughter. My wife was called Quatie. Reverend J. F. Schermerhorn--Although a minister, my principles were flexible enough to permit me to license the proprietors of grog shops that were daily stupefying Indian patrons. I acted as an agent for the U. S. government and handled the signing of the Treaty of New Echota by some of the Cherokees. They called me "Devil’s Horn." General Winfield Scott -I was an army officer for more than 50 years, serving in the War of 1812, the Mexican War, and the Civi1 War. My troops ca11ed me "Old Fuss and Feathers" because I believed in details. I prepared the first complete manual of military tactics in the U. S. Army. I was sent to roundup and move the Cherokees to the West because they had not gone according to the treaty. I instructed my men to treat them fairly and allowed Ross to supervise the removal and delay until after the drought and heat. When the Civil War broke out, I refused to join the Southern forces and retired from the army. Sequoyah My English name was George Guess. My father was a white
trader. I had a lame leg so I turned to drawing and painting and became
a fine silversmith and blacksmith. I had wondered about the words white
men put on paper and wanted to do the same for my language. In the
War of 1812 I served as a private and fought at the Battle of Horseshoe Bend.
Afterwards, I married Sally. In 1818 I left for Arkansas with Chief
Jolly and 330 others. There I continued to work to invent a written
language for my people. My wife threw some of my first work into the
fire. My daughter found a speller, and I figured out that whites used
only 26 characters. After twelve years of work, I finally made 85 symbols
for the sounds in Cherokee. Some neighbors who thought I was dabbling
in witchcraft, burned my cabin, but my daughter and I remembered the symbols
and wrote them again on buckskin. I knew I had to convince the Cherokee
Triba1 counci1 in the Southeast, so I went back to do that. I was given
a special medal, the first literary prize ever given in America, and $500
a year as a reward for my efforts. When the Eastern Cherokee emigrated
to Indian Territory, I tried to help the factions form 8 new, government
and was able to help some. I died in 1843 in Mexico while on a journey trying
to see if a11 Indian languages came from one. Will H. Thomas --My father was a white trader who died when I was young, and I was adopted by Chief Yonagusta as a boy. I prepared for law by se1f study and became the attorney for my adopted people. I was able to obtain money for them on severa1 occasions and served in the North Caro1ina Senate. During the Civi1 War, I served as a colonel for the Confederacy and led 200 of the Qualla on guard duty in mountain passes between Gatlinburg and Cherokee. I came out of the war sick and heavily indebted because of land speculations. When the courts got through trying to separate my personal investments from those done for my people, they found some 67,000 acres, mostly unsurveyed, belonging to the Indians I had represented. The courts had this surveyed and placed it under trusteeship of the Commissioner of Indian Affairs in Washington, D. C., designating the Indians as the Eastern Band of Cherokee Indians. Charlie Tsa1i-- When the roundup for removal began, my fami1y was herded
toward a stockade. An impatient soldier prodded my wife with a bayonet,
a real insult to my race and my family. When I got the chance, I jumped
the so1dier, ki11ed him, and escaped with my family into the mountains.
General Scott sent Will Thomas to find me. He offered to 1et the others
stay hidden in the mountains if my sons and I would come to be shot.
We did. My youngest son was just a boy, so he was spared. Today
in Cherokee, North Caro1ina, you can see my descendants and hear our story
in the drama "Unto These Hil1s." © Carl Vinson Institute of Government, The University of Georgia This page has been accessed |
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