Nine Years Among the Indians, 1870-1879 by Herman Lehmann.

 "Nine Years Among the Indians, 1870-1879" is a memoir written by Hermann Lehmann. It tells the true story of Lehmann's capture as a young boy by a Native American tribe and his subsequent years living among them. Here's a brief overview of the book:

Hermann Lehmann was a German immigrant who settled with his family in Texas in the late 1860s. In 1870, when he was just ten years old, he and his older brother were kidnapped by a raiding party of Apache Indians. His brother managed to escape, but Hermann was taken deep into the rugged and unforgiving lands of the American Southwest.

The book describes Lehmann's experiences living among various Native American tribes, including the Apache and Comanche. It provides insights into their way of life, customs, and beliefs. Lehmann gradually adapted to his new environment, learning the languages and survival skills necessary to navigate the harsh conditions.

During his nine-year captivity, Lehmann witnessed tribal conflicts, participated in buffalo hunts, and experienced both the joys and sorrows of Native American life. He formed deep bonds with some members of the tribes he encountered, including the chief's daughter, whom he married.

Eventually, Lehmann was recaptured by the U.S. Army in 1879 during a raid on the tribe's camp. He was then reunited with his family, who had thought him dead. Lehmann's memoir recounts his difficult adjustment to returning to a settled life after being fully immersed in Native American culture for so many years.

"Nine Years Among the Indians, 1870-1879" offers readers a unique perspective on the interactions between settlers and Native Americans during the late 19th century. It provides a firsthand account of the complexities and challenges faced by individuals caught between two distinct worlds.

True North by Gary Eller

Gritty and sad. Be prepared for vivid living conditions of Indians, side by side with a white culture during and after the depression. It emphasises all the negative aspects of racism. Finding love in all the wrong places is a natural occurrence and its results are as expected. As we read we are flooded with the work ethic of the Indians which I find to be exaggerated although the living conditions have more than a hint of truth to it. 

"Breakheart Pass" by Alistair MacLean

After I started this book I was surprised to find out it was a western. I did not expect it from this author. It was a very slow start and the plot was predictable. It was not a bad story but not what you call exciting. Not too many surprises. 

♫ Donald, Where's Your Trousers?♫

Rain! Enough said.

There is an article in the paper today about changing Cornwallis School's name. It's the school board who voted to change the name. It all started when one board member (who happens to be an Indian) suggested they change the name. He got the idea from a Band Chief, who has a personal vendetta against Cornwallis. Then all the Board members jumped on the wagon.

Personally, I don't think school boards should have any say in changing school names. Too easy to lead to abuse. School boards are usually run by one strong willed member, who bullies the rest. In this case it was probably, "We can't argue with a minority. People would think we are predudice. We have to accept his idea, even if it is stupid."

Read this article the other day about men's skirts. A designer, Rick Owens, is in to it. Wouldn't he be better off calling them kilts? At least he would have a built in market. Skirts for men don't seem to fly that well. I'm part Scot, but you won't see me wearing any skirt or kilt. I wouldn't force the sight of ny legs on anyone. If I wore a skirt, everyone would definately look at my legs. Hoot Mon!

There is a giant yard sale in the arena today. Have to check it out. Maybe buy some books.


http://twitter.com/#!/PensionersRant
http://originalmagazineads.com/flashfiction/
http://oldmagazineads.blogspot.com/
http://www.originalmagazineads.com/wordpress/

Trying To Rewrite History

I know it is daylight, because I can see everything. That is, except the sun. In other words, it's cloudy.

Worked on my barbacue a couple of days ago. I should say, my son did. I'm not into pushing and pulling yet. Yesterday was my first day back at the wheel after the operation. My barbacue is the first normal size one I bought. It must be at twenty-five years old. My wife bought a new gas line last week at a yard sale, for $1.00, so I  cleaned it up, repainted it, bought a new insert, and away we go. Oh yes, then I tested it. Good for another six or seven years.

I looked at new ones, but they are all made of tin. Wouldn't last long. That's why I see so many out on garbage day.

Yesterday I wrote about changing a schools name from Cornwallis to whatever. By the way, Cornwallis was the founder of Halifax. I said yesterday, first a school name, then something else. It didn't take long. There is a park in Halifax with a statue of him. Now they want the statue taken out and done in.

You can't change history. He gets his name on things because he was the founder. So, they don't like the way he operated. That was then, and that was how things were done. There is nothing to be done about it. Having a statue, denoting he is the founder, doesn't mean we agree with his policies.

It seems they are going to put a windmill park in Amherst. The company is putting up 61 million, and the government 39 million. They put it there because it is a high unemployment area. It is sort of a form of welfare. These things sometimes end up as a bottomless pit. Every year the company comes back for more money.

Call centers are the same. They get tax breaks to keep people working. As soon as the tax breaks run out, they close up shop. If you want them to stay, more tax breaks, usually equal to the wages for the employees for a certain period of time.


http://twitter.com/#!/PensionersRant
http://originalmagazineads.com/flashfiction/
http://oldmagazineads.blogspot.com/
http://www.originalmagazineads.com/wordpress/