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Quanah Parker
FATHER WAS NATIVE MOTHER WAS WHITE!!!
Quanah Parker - a Texas legend Quanah Parker was the last Chief of the Comanches and never lost a battle to the white man. His tribe roamed over the area where Pampas stands. He was never captured by the Army, but decided to surrender and lead his tribe into the white man's culture, only when he saw that there was no alternative.
His was the last tribe in the Staked Plains to come into the reservation system.
Quanah, meaning "fragrant," was born about 1850, son of Comanche Chief Peta Nocona and Cynthia Ann Parker, a white girl taken captive during the 1836 raid on Parker's Fort, Texas. Cynthia Ann Parker was recaptured, along with her daughter, during an 1860 raid on the Pease River in northwest Texas. She had spent 24 years among the Comanche, however, and thus never readjusted to living with the whites again.
She died in Anderson County, Texas, in 1864 shortly after the death of her daughter, Prairie Flower. Ironically, Cynthia Ann's son would adjust remarkably well to living among the white men. But first he would lead a war against them.
Quanah and the Quahada Comanche, of whom his father, Peta Nocona had been chief, refused to accept the provisions of the 1867 Treaty of Medicine Lodge, which confined the southern Plains Indians to a reservation, promising to clothe the Indians and turn them into farmers in imitation of the white settlers.
Knowing of past lies and deceptive treaties of the "White man", Quanah decided to remain on the warpath, raiding in Texas and Mexico and out maneuvering Army Colonel Ronald S. Mackenzie and others. He was almost killed during the attack on buffalo hunters at Adobe Walls in the Texas Panhandle in 1874. The U.S. Army was relentless in its Red River campaign of 1874-75. Quanah's allies, the Quahada were weary and starving.
Mackenzie sent Jacob J. Sturm, a physician and post interpreter, to solicit the Quahada's surrender. Sturm found Quanah, whom he called "a young man of much influence with his people," and pleaded his case. Quanah rode to a mesa, where he saw a wolf come toward him, howl and trot away to the northeast. Overhead, an eagle "glided lazily and then whipped his wings in the direction of Fort Sill," in the words of Jacob Sturm. This was a sign, Quanah thought, and on June 2, 1875, he and his band surrendered at Fort Sill in present-day Oklahoma.
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`I really love this post and feel it's a shame..with all the discussion on race and wannabes and the like I am sad that this got NO attention. But maybe it hits a nerve..I don't know. I am not in anyones head.
I would like to say.. I am here for the friends I have. Not to make new ones or meet anyone either. For me, where I am at I am HAPPY. I am happy in my personal life and my friendships now and I am very at peace with the past. Why not?? Once I move on from something I have moved on..I hold no arguements. How could I? I am happy with the way things ARE. The only real negativity I have got on this site myself from men that is horrible, that one is not and has never been on this forum and is a distant memory who never held ANY importance to me anyway.
I like to laugh with the friends I have now, known and unknown, and that is why I am here. But if it offends someone I care about that I am here, I will leave..he has given me that respect, so of course I would cause I respect him. But it is not an issue as of yet. So I will enjoy my friends...who know where to find me away from here anyway.
Peace to all!!!! and this is a great post about a great man.
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