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HISTORICAL FICTION
Sophie's Hawk: Spirit of the Raptor is a work of historical fiction.

THE THIEF
A soldiers lodge was a group of proven warriors who came together as law givers and decision-makers. More powerful than the chiefs or medicine men, their decisions and orders were never to be challenged or disobeyed. Their primary function was to lead the hunting parties, but they often took the lead in times of war.

The Thief was the head soldier of the soldiers lodge of Mankato’s band of Mdewakanton Sioux. During the Sioux Conflict The Thief was one of the chiefs who led war parties at the battle at Fort Ridgely. He fought the battles at Red Wood Ferry, New Ulm, and Birch Coolie. He is not mentioned in the Dakota trial records and it is likely that he escaped with Little Crow to Dakota Territory after the battle at Wood Lake. Little more is known about him.

While the name “The Thief” is the name of an actual person involved in the Dakota Conflict, his part in this story is purely fictional.

PIERRE "PIG'S EYE" PARRANT
Pierre Parrant, or “Pig’s Eye”, was the first person of European descent to live within what is now the city limits of St. Paul. He was also the owner of the first business in St. Paul—a moonshine still. He was, by popular description, a man whose facial appearance was most displeasing. He had only one serviceable eye, the other having been lost in some unfortunate event during his experiences as a voyageur. The injured eye was the likeness of a pig’s eye and from that he got the moniker, “Pig’s Eye”.

In around 1832, Parrant set up his distillery among the settlers around Fort Snelling and furnished whiskey to the soldiers at the fort as well as the nearby Indians and settlers. By 1835, the Indian agent at Fort Snelling, Major Lawrence Taliaferro, (pronounced ‘Tolliver’) had expanded the area of the military reserve to include the vicinity of Pig’s Eye’s still. He then ordered Parrant, along with many settlers, away from the fort in an effort to stop the not-quite-illegal whiskey trade.

Parrant moved his business to a place known as Fountain Cave where, much to the dismay of Major Taliaferro and the officials at the fort, he again set up his business. It wasn’t long before others joined from the squatter camps and a small community developed. Money ran short for Parrant and he was forced to mortgage his claim to William Beaumette. The mortgage papers changed hands several times which ultimately led to Parrant’s eviction. He then moved to what is now the area of downtown St. Paul, where Parrant immediately set up his saloon near Lambert’s Landing and his business prospered. River men and settlers began to call the area “Pig’s Eye”.

Parrant became involved in another dispute over ownership of the land on which he ran his business and once again lost his claim. Angry at the loss, he set out for Lake Superior hoping to return to his homeland near Sault Ste. Marie. He apparently died en route, in approximately 1844.

BARLEY CORN AND SNANA
Barley Corn was the mother of Snana. Snana is remembered in history as the Sioux woman who saved the life of Mary Schwandt, one of the girls who had been captured by the Indians during the attacks on the agencies. Snana had lost a child due to illness a few days before the outbreak and, in her grief, asked for a captured white girl to replace the child she’d lost. Barley Corn bought the child from her captor for the price of one pony and gave her to Snana.

After the initial attacks on the Lower Sioux Agency, and the defeat of Captain Marsh at the Red Wood Ferry, the Lower Sioux went to the Sisseton and Winnebago Indians, who were friendly to the whites, and demanded they join them in their war. The Sissetons and Winnebagos refused. On September twenty-third Little Crow’s army of 738 warriors went to do battle with Colonel Sibley’s army of 1,619 men at Wood Lake and was defeated. On their way back to camp they once again went to the friendly Indians to try to force them to join the war. The Sissetons and Winnebagos knew Little Crow’s forces would return, and, whether they won the battle or lost, they would try to take the captives and probably kill them all.

To protect the children from the enemy and stray bullets in battle, the Indian women dug holes in the floor of their tepees to create a hiding place. They would put the child down into the hole, lay poles over the holes and blankets over the poles, then sat upon them until the danger had passed.

The Sissetons and Winnebagos repelled the Mdewakantons without bloodshed. The Mdewakantons left to return to their camp. A war party of the friendly Indians followed Little Crow’s warriors back their camp, singing their war songs and firing their guns in the air as a show of force. They rode into the camp and demanded that Little Crow turn over the rest of his captives. Little Crow knew that if any more of the captives were killed it would destroy any chances of peace talks with Sibley so he ordered the release of the captives. When Henry Sibley came to take the prisoners that the friendlies had rescued from the Mdewakantons, Mary Schwandt was taken from Snana.

Snana and Mary Schwandt were reunited in the autumn of 1894.

CAMP RELEASE
After the defeat of Little Crow’s warriors at the battle of Wood Lake, and the refusal of the Sissetons and Winnebagos to join their forces, the Mdewakantons escaped toward the plains of the Dakotas fearing that Sibley and his army would follow and destroy them. Sibley, in spite of his overwhelming forces, and for reasons known only to him, did not follow them. Instead, he went into camp near the village of the Sisseton and Winnebago Indians. While there, he sent word to all the Indians to come to him, surrender and turn over any and all prisoners they might have. Many Indians surrendered and released their prisoners, which prompted Sibley to name the camp “Camp Release”.

In early October of 1862, there were 243 Indian camps at Camp Release. Sibley sent word that any Indian who surrendered would be treated as a prisoner of war and given the treatment due a soldier. He would only punish those Indians that had killed white civilians or were guilty of rape.

As word of Sibley’s promise spread throughout the Indian community, more groups surrendered and the camp grew to over 2,200 people. A second camp was formed near the Yellow Medicine Agency. When Sibley concluded that all who were going to surrender had done so, he ordered his troops to surround the camps and disarm the Indians.

In an attempt to gather more hostiles, Sibley passed word to the Indians that the annuities were being distributed at the agency. When the families came to receive their payments, the men were sent through a back door where they were disarmed, chained and put under guard. The women were sent to the compound with the rest of the captured families. This tactic was criticized by many as a cheap trick, beneath the dignity of military men. This writer agrees.

Though he lacked the authority to do so, Sibley set up a military court and began trying the male prisoners for war crimes. The trials were conducted haphazardly and men were convicted of murder on even the slightest of evidence. Most of the Indians were tried, found guilty and sentenced to hang, and in many cases, all in the space of only a few minutes. By November, 303 Indians had been tried, found guilty and condemned to the gallows. They were then sent to a prison in Mankato to await execution. The rest of the Sioux were sent to prisons at Mankato and Fort Snelling to wait out the winter while the Minnesota government determined what should be done with them. Many of the Indians died of starvation and sickness while imprisoned.

Sibley formed civilian units and ordered them to search the countryside, especially the Big Woods area, for roving bands of hostile Sioux. Some were found and captured, or killed, but most escaped to parts unknown. Some never left Minnesota and their descendents still live here today.

The names of the condemned prisoners were sent to Washington for the approval of the president for immediate execution. President Lincoln demanded the transcripts of the trials be sent to him, then had them thoroughly studied by three trusted attorneys. Of the 303 condemned men listed, Lincoln found only 39 whom he considered to have had sufficient evidence brought against them to warrant execution. One of the 39 was given a reprieve because he was the brother of one of the Indians who had helped white people escape the war.

On December 26, 1862, thirty-eight Sioux were hanged en mass while a crowd of on onlookers cheered. It was, and still is, the largest mass execution in United States history.

THE THUNDER SPIRITS
Records left by early trappers and explorers tell of strange rumbling sounds emanating from the Black Hills of South Dakota. The sounds were like distant thunder and most assumed they were from unseen thunderstorms that frequent the hills. Thunder does travel for many miles through the hills and can be heard miles away from the storms, but the thunder was heard when there were no storms in the hills.

Scientists have studied the reports of the thunder but have not found a conclusive explanation. The last reports of thunder sounds came in the later part of the nineteenth century. Prior to that time no geological studies had been done in the Black Hills. Geologists speculate that the sounds may have been caused by the spontaneous ignition of natural gasses that built up in the deep caves and in closed caverns deep underground, leaving no evidence at the surface. An educated guess at best, as there is no record of anyone actually having seen the explosions and therefore, no description exists.

The sounds have curiously stopped and the opportunity for further investigation is lost. The geology of Black Hills is alive and perhaps someday we will hear the “thunder spirits” talk again.

THE MÉTIS
The Métis (pronounced “may-TEE”) were a community of mixed blood people of Canada—a mix of American natives and European immigrants. The Canadian government was reluctant to view them as Canadians where rights and privileges of Canadian citizens were concerned, and equally as reluctant to see them as Indians when it came to Indian rights and privileges. The Métis held more closely to the free roaming lifestyle of their Native American mothers than to the structured and prearranged society of their European fathers.

Expert horsemen and hunters, the Métis rode through the plains of Canada and the northern parts of America hunting buffalo for survival. They went where they could find buffalo and, as free people, national boundaries meant nothing to them. Although hard work was their way of life, agriculture was not one of their choices.

The Métis built the ox cart trade routes that contributed largely to the development of the Minnesota Territory. The trails started in Pembina, followed the Red River of the North southward and down the Minnesota Valley to Saint Paul. Several trails went across the state to Crow Wing City at the confluence of the Mississippi River and the Crow Wing River. The Red River Trails, as they were called, connected Pembina on the northwest corner of Minnesota with Saint Paul. Many of our present-day roads and highways still follow these trails. Today, U.S. Highway 10 follows one of these routes almost exactly.

From about 1820 to 1870 the Métis carried buffalo robes, buffalo tongue, furs, pemmican and other trade goods, as well as mail. When their cargo had been delivered, they loaded their carts with guns, gun powder, traps, blankets and goods not easily obtained in the remote parts of Minnesota, then headed back to Pembina. The ox carts were made entirely of wood and rawhide using knives, axes, saws and draw knives. There were no metal parts used in the construction. The carts were pulled by a single ox, horse, or mule and in some accounts young buffalo were trained for the job. Each cart could carry up to 900 pounds of merchandise. Grease was not used on the axles and their squealing and groaning could be heard for miles. In places such as Old Crow Wing town near Brainerd and the plains of northwestern Minnesota, the ruts cut by the wheels of their carts can still be seen today.

The Métis were a people unto themselves, independent and free roaming. In many accounts and diaries of early travelers and explorers, the Métis are mentioned showing up on the prairies in groups of hundreds on their way to the buffalo hunting grounds. Nowhere in my research did I find any instance where they were the least bit hostile to the Americans. In fact, in most cases they were perfectly willing to share what they had. They were an arrogant and proud people, and are to this day a credit to the populace of Minnesota.

THE HENRY REPEATING RIFLE
The rifle that would become the Henry Repeating Rifle, and later the famed “Winchester Lever Action Rifle”, was first developed in 1855 by the Volcanic Repeating Arms Company of Norwich Connecticut.

In its original design, it fired a very unreliable round with too little power to be of interest to hunters or the military. Volcanic Arms went bankrupt and out of business. Oliver Winchester took control of the firm under the name New Haven Arms Company in New Haven, Connecticut. New Haven Arms Company saw potential in the new rifle and hired B.Tyler Henry, a machinist from Volcanic Arms, to develop a cartridge with more power and reliability. He came up with a round completely encased in a copper cartridge. It carried a .44 caliber conical bullet weighing 216 grains propelled by a charge of 25 grains of black powder. When discharged, the bullet left the muzzle at about 1400 feet per second. The rifle weighed 9.5 pounds.

The magazine beneath the barrel held fifteen shots, and with one round in the chamber, it could be fired sixteen times without reloading. Reloading was accomplished in fifteen seconds and the rifle was back in action. It was capable of extreme accuracy at two hundred yards in the hands of the common shooter. Thirty-two shots in the time it takes to load and shoot a muzzle loading musket once, makes brave men out of cowards.

The rifle was given the name Henry’s Patent Repeating Rifle. New Haven Arms began to market their new product to hunters and sport shooters. Because the Henry was made available to sport shooters before it was presented to the military, there were dozens of them in the hands of settlers during the Sioux Conflict. In 1862, the soldiers of the Union Army realized the combat potential of the fast-shooting weapon. It could be fitted with a long barrel for use by common foot soldiers and a shorter barrel for cavalry.

Brigadier General James W. Ripley, Union Chief of Ordinance under Abraham Lincoln, was not receptive to new weapons. The general was particularly leery of repeaters, which he believed were expensive, wasteful of ammunition and too delicate for military service. Therefore, he decided not to purchase them for the Union Army. The Henry Rifle was used in the Civil War, most having been purchased by individuals out of their military pay. The soldier in the Union Army made thirteen dollars a month—a new Henry cost about forty-five dollars, depending on whose book you read. Many a soldier claimed it was well worth the price but the Confederate soldiers damned it and called it, “the gun you load on Sunday and shoot all week.”

It could be argued that, had the rifle been issued to the Union soldiers early in the war, it would have saved countless dollars by bringing the war to an end much sooner and could have saved immeasurable cost in the lives of Union and Confederate soldiers. The Union Army didn’t officially adopt a repeating rifle until the Krag Jorgenson bolt action rifle in 1892.

In the account of Cecelia Campbell Stay, a survivor of the attack on the Lower Sioux Agency, the presence of Henry Rifles is made known.

“Grandmother sat on the banking of the house bewailing the absence of her sons, father and Uncle Baptiste. Uncle Hippolite sat by Grandmother, a sixteen shooter by his side and a double-barreled shotgun across his knees; he said he would “defend with his life”. Woe to the Indian that would have offered harm to us that day.”

Anderson, Gary Clayton, and Allen R. Woolworth. 1988. Through Dakota Eyes: Narrative Accounts of the Minnesota Indian War of 1862. The Minnesota Historical Society Press.

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FORT ABERCROMBIE
In the middle of the nineteenth century trade between the Hudson Bay Company in northern Canada and Saint Paul grew and the ox cart traffic increased along the Red River Trails. Immigrants began moving northward into the newly opened Red River Valley area in search of rich farming land. Wagon trains moved west through Minnesota to the gold fields of Montana, Idaho and the Fraser River in British Columbia. The trails they traveled closely followed the dividing line between the Chippewa and the Sioux territories. The Minnesota government soon realized the necessity to protect the travelers from possible attacks by the Indians, or from being caught in the middle of one of the frequent confrontations between the two tribes. The travelers would also need a place to stop, refresh their animals and re-stock their food stores—a roadside rest, as it were.

In 1858, construction began on a new fort at the head of navigation on the west side of the Red River of the North about 50 miles north of Lake Traverse. Shortly after commencement of the construction, a report from the war department warned that the sight was subject to springtime flooding and the project was abandoned. In 1859, the Saint Paul Chamber of Commerce offered a $2,000.00 reward to the man who could put a boat on the Red River. Anson Northrup answered this challenge. He had purchased a small steamer to navigate the upper Mississippi from Little Falls to Grand Rapids. During the winter while the lakes and ponds were frozen over, he dismantled his boat and with 43 teams of horses and 60 men, carried it over land to the Red River. He named his boat ‘The Anson Northrup’ after himself.

With the new steamboat service on the Red River, the officials saw an even greater need for a fort and built it farther away from the river where flooding was not as likely to occur. By1860, the post was occupied by regular troops and named Fort Abercrombie after Lieutenant Colonel John J. Abercrombie who designed the fort. At the outbreak of the Civil War the troops were called away to fight in the South and small groups of volunteers manned the fort under the command of Captain John Vander Horck, a German immigrant and veteran of the Prussian wars.

In that year, treaty talks were planned with the Pembina and Red Lake bands of Chippewa Indians. Cattle and horses and other supplies were brought to the new fort for use during the treaty talks.

On August 23rd Vander Horck received word of the Sioux Uprising. The fort had no walls, so the commander put his troops to work stacking cordwood around the buildings and constructing breastworks between them. Nothing happened until the 30th of August when a band of Sioux appeared and drove off a large portion of the livestock. Forty of the animals were recovered the next day by a scouting party of soldiers. On September third, the Indians once again appeared. The size of the attacking force is different in each account you read, but most historians agree the count was probably around one hundred. The attacking Indians were driven off, thanks to the three twelve pounder cannon in the post. A second attack came at daybreak on the sixth of September, which was also thwarted by cannon fire and the guns of civilians determined to save their cattle. In the attacks, one civilian was killed and two wounded. The number of Indian dead, of course, could not be learned, but one report said, “Two bodies were found and planted”. No further attacks followed, however a troop sent to Saint Paul encountered a band of Indians and two of the troops were shot dead.

Fort Abercrombie was abandoned in 1877. Today, Fort Abercrombie State Historic Site is free and open year round for visitors.

THE FLAT COUNTRY OF NORTH DAKOTA
The latest continental glaciers covered the northern parts of our country 10,000 to 70,000 years ago. As the glaciers pushed southward they plowed earth against their front. Geologists call these piles of pushed up earth ‘terminal moraines’. The climate began to warm and the glaciers melted back, leaving the moraines where they stood. Water from the melting ice ponded between the front of the glacier and behind the moraines and a lake was formed. This was the largest lake in the world. Lake Aggasiz covered the northwestern corner of Minnesota and the eastern edge of North Dakota, nearly all of the province of Manitoba in Canada, and stretched to Hudson Bay. The lake continued to rise until, near what is now Brown’s Valley, it began to spill over the earth dam formed by the moraines. For twelve hundred years, the waters of Lake Aggasiz flowed over the dam and down the valley of the Minnesota River, filling it from rim to rim with churning, rushing water.

In time, the ice melted back to Hudson Bay, opening drainage for Lake Aggasiz to the north. The lake drained and left its bottom dry and very flat— some of the flattest ground in the world. The soil left behind is the sediment of the lake bottom. It is fine grained, black mud that sticks to anything that touches it. Wagon wheels, the feet of the horses, and the shoes of travelers are quickly encased in this sticky mud. Reports of travelers indicate that the grass on the Dakota Plains stood as high as a man. Now, of course, the ground has been plowed and turned into farmland and few scattered patches of the tall grass remain. Though extremely difficult to till, the soil in the Red River Valley is some of the richest farming land in the world.

STANDING BUFFALO
TATANKA NAJIN

Standing Buffalo was about twenty nine years old at the beginning of the Sioux Conflict. By all accounts he was handsome, intelligent and of good disposition. Born in 1833, Standing Buffalo grew up in a time when buffalo were becoming fewer on the plains and dependence on the white man was becoming more essential. In 1858, his father made him chief of the Sisseton band of Sioux. Standing Buffalo knew the Indians could no longer live on the diminishing numbers of buffalo on the plains, or the deer and elk of his home land, and now needed the help of the white man to feed themselves.

When the Mdewakantons attacked the agency at Red Wood, Standing Buffalo and his Sissetons were on the Dakota prairie hunting buffalo for the winter and knew nothing of the attack until they returned to their village. When the chief learned of the attacks on the agencies he told his people not to get involved. He wanted food and money for his people but he trusted that the government would provide for them if they maintained the peace. However, when some of his young braves saw the plunder the other Indians were bringing home, they wanted some of it. They told Standing Buffalo they were going hunting but instead they went to kill and steal.

Through the conflict, Standing Buffalo refused to get his people involved in the war. Little Crow and his warriors came to them and tried to force them to join them but the Sissetons resisted. After Little Crow’s defeat at Wood Lake, Standing Buffalo led his people away from his land near Big Stone Lake and moved north into Dakota country and Devil’s Lake. From there they went west. Because they happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time they got involved in the battle of Big Mound with Sibley’s army. And so, the Sissetons were then hunted as aggressively as the Mdewakantons were.

Standing Buffalo moved his village north heading toward Canada. In the summer of 1867, the village was stricken with smallpox. Standing Buffalo’s mother, father, and many other close relatives died, including the children of his youngest wife who, in her grief, killed herself with the poison kept to kill coyotes. At the age of thirty four, Standing Buffalo was grief stricken and alone. He wandered alone for eight years after that initial battle with Sibley. He had suffered hardship, famine, war, disease, and finally a Sioux warrior’s death while still in the prime of his life. Standing Buffalo decided he was sick of life and decided to end it. He rode his horse into an Indian village and, to attract attention, killed four Indian women picking berries. He then threw down his weapons and allowed himself to be shot until he fell to the ground, mortally wounded.

Nothing remains of Standing Buffalo but stories and legends. His body was not properly buried and the exact location of his death and burial are unknown.

Diedrich, Mark. 1988. The Odyssey of Chief Standing Buffalo. Minneapolis: Coyote Books.

THE FANCY SHAWL DANCE
The Fancy Shawl Dance is not a dance of the historical period of this book but we thought it proper to include it because it is one of the most beautiful dances to be seen at modern day pow wows. It has its origins in recent history as the dance called the Blanket Dance. These dances were preformed by the men. But the women, not be held down, developed their own form of this dance and called it the Fancy Shawl, or Butterfly Dance.

The dancers are adorned in brightly colored shawls with long fringes on the edges, matching colored dresses, leggings, and beaded moccasins. The dance is reminiscent of a butterfly dancing on the wind. The dance is done in time with the changing rhythm of the drums. It is fast moving and very physical with steps that make the dancer appear as if her feet never touch the ground.

According to the legend of the Butterfly Dance, a butterfly lost her mate in a battle and in her grief she wrapped herself in her cocoon. She wandered around the world stepping on each and every stone until she found one beautiful enough to bring her out of her grief. She then emerged from her cocoon with beautifully colored wings. Now she flies around the world bringing happiness to the grief stricken.

The dance can be enjoyed at any of the pow wows staged year round in all of the states of the union and Iowa. Take time to visit a pow wow and we’re sure you’ll be delighted by the spectacle.

THE BATTLE AT MURFREESBORO
The story of the battle at Murfreesboro, Tennessee, as told in this book, is true. Colonel Henry Lester did surrender his troops without a fight to Confederate General Nathan B. Forest. He did call two meetings of the officers in his command to secure the vote to surrender.

Sergeant Wambolt and his part in this story are fictional. During the fighting at Murfreesboro there were squads of soldiers who left Lester’s command to go to the fighting, but to my knowledge no records exist to say who those men were.

WABASHA
“White men go to war with their own brothers and kill more men than Wabasha can count all the days of his life. Great Spirit looks down and says, ‘Good white man. He has my book; I love him, and will give him good place when he dies.’ Indian has no Great Spirit book. He wild man. Kill one man—has scalp dance. Great Spirit very angry. Wabasha don’t believe it.” (Chief Wabasha.1863.)

THE BIG WOODS
When I was a kid back in Ottertail County one of my favorite places to spend time was the woods south of town. I didn’t know at that time that I was in the area called “the Big Woods”. I didn’t know that those woods covered more ground, and went farther than I had ever imagined. An old trapper once told me, “These here woods goes from Ioway clear up inta Canada.” I was impressed, but still had no idea of the size, and I don’t think he was any more aware than I was.

I once tried to impress my buddies with this bit of Minnesota trivia but, rather than being impressed, they responded with a dry, “So?” Then they resumed their discussion about Mickey Mantle and right-handed pitcher, Jim Bunning. What could possibly be more exciting than Mickey Mantle, batting left-handed, hitting his 200th homerun off a throw from a right-handed pitcher?

To this, I responded with a dry, “So?” In my humble opinion, watching the leaves decay on the floor of the Big Woods beats it, hands down.

Disappointed with my failure to distinguish myself as a well-informed member of adolescent society, I retreated into a world of reading and discovery. If that old trapper was still around today, I could try to impress him with what I have learned.

The Big Woods was an area of dense forest, prairie, and savanna, dotted with lakes and marsh, and laced with hundreds of miles of rivers and streams. It covered an area from Otter Tail County in west central Minnesota, down the middle of the state to the Iowa border. It was bounded, roughly, by the Minnesota River Valley on the west, and the Mississippi River on the east. In the central part of the state it merged with the boreal forests of northeastern Minnesota. The glacial lakes area, and the moraines left by the glaciers was host to the Big Woods. Look at a Minnesota road map and notice the string of lakes stretching from Detroit Lakes south-eastward to just west of the Twin Cities and southward to Le Sueur and Nicollet Counties. This is roughly the area covered by the original Big Woods.

The relatively flat plains to the east and west of the woods were subjected to natural prairie fires pushed on by dry, perpetual west winds. Native inhabitants set grassfires in the spring to burn off the cover of dead grass from the previous year and promote new growth and to bring the life-giving buffalo back from their wintering grounds. The fires killed off any trees that tried to grow there.

Conversely, the fires in the moraines were controlled or even prevented by the rivers, lakes and hills. Fire moves much more slowly downhill and does not spread as quickly as on the plains. Also, the winds that drove the fires on the plains were slowed in the woods. In the hills, young trees were allowed to take root, grow and multiply. A canopy of leaves shaded the ground and kept the carpet of fallen leaves moist, thus reducing the chances of fires starting or continuing. Also, sunlight was filtered out reducing growth of underbrush and leaving a park-like environment.

A survey done by the Minnesota Horticultural Society in 1878 lists over fifty varieties of trees and shrubs in the Big Woods. The Big Woods provided shelter and food for deer, bear, wolf, and elk—animals whose range would have otherwise been limited to the northern forests. Countless birds and insects that would have been driven out by the cold winters found shelter in the woods.

After the Civil War, pioneers began to move into Minnesota in search of farming land. The rich soil beneath the Big Woods drew farmers who cleared large portions of the land for fields. The majestic oak, elm, ash and basswood, were cut down to provide lumber and fuel, and millions of trees were cut for railroad ties. Scrub oaks, aspen, box elder and other less desirable timber took over the forest areas. Wetlands were filled in by settlers to provide even more farm land. On the prairies, settlers planted rows of fast growing trees and hedges to block the wind and to control the natural fires. The natural prairie grasses and plants were plowed under and the soil seeded with wheat, oats, barley and soybean—crops foreign to the Minnesota prairies and forests. The original Big Woods have now been reduced to a few small plots in southern Minnesota.

A drive down a country road through the Leaf Hills of Otter Tail County will give the viewer a taste of what the Big Woods might have been like two hundred years ago. In Minnesota there are still huge forests filled with wildlife and vegetation, but the grandeur of the original Big Woods is gone. Someday another glacier will cover this land, till the soil and allow Mother Nature to restore the Big Woods to its original majesty.

The Minnesota Department of Natural Resources is currently working to preserve what is left of the Big Woods and restore some of the prairies to their natural state. The process is slow and the work is hard, but the results are worth the effort.

That old trapper back home would be impressed with what I could tell him about the Big Woods. Now what the hail was his name? Aw hail, don’t matter none enna ways.

He’s dead now.

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For those who would like to find more information on this exciting and important chapter of Minnesota history, we would recommend reading:

A History of Minnesota, Volume II
William Watts Folwell
Minnesota Historical Society Press

Soldier, Settler, Sioux: Fort Ridgely and the Minnesota River Valley, 1853-1867
Paul N. Beck
Pine Hill Press

Little Crow: Spokesman for the Sioux
Gary Clayton Anderson
Minnesota Historical Society Press

Through Dakota Eyes: Narrative Accounts of the Minnesota Indian War of 1862
Gary Clayton Anderson and Alan R. Woolworth
Minnesota Historical Society Press

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We do hope you enjoyed this book and we encourage you to read on as the adventures of the Pa Hin Sa continue.

 

—Arvid Lloyd Williams
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September 25, 2007

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