They bought me a new monitor for Fathers day and now there are no excuses or reasons for me to fail to turn in a story on the historical events of the village’s past. That was the first sentence on the new monitor and it went well, so more to come.

After 1850, the Indian was less hunted like an animal, however there were pockets of Indians on reservation confinement that became the accepted manner for the Indian. The Texas forts went up in a line from FortWorth to Del Rio to enforce Federal Policy. The Onega tribe was one of these tribes that became silent and not press the issue and therefore were able to exist. The local manufacture of whiskey was a great asset during this period in its history.

Out in the extreme West Texas, warriors existed and were active on up to the time of the Civil War.

The local Indians, Onegas hid and denied being Indian and were therefore, free from the raids conducted by the warriors. The Onega Cherokee had a natural defense when it came to fighting and instead of picking up their guns, they simply picked up the jug; and instead of sending a bullet to the warriors they would send them a jug. The results were over whelming.

My cousin, Billie on the island of Galveston sent me a portrait mounted on an old piece of wood. And I think it belongs to the Quannah Parker family as they were a hunted tribe and lived from day to day. Billie also sent me the beginning of our book on Aubrey and it is going to be worthwhile to wait for.

My Cherokee friend and retired Assembly of God preacher (Leon Milton) stopped by to see me during the past week. Leon’s ancestors dates back to Oklahoma during the 1840s and 1850s. They are a part of the large family and were Cherokees.

Leon commented to me on the recent stories I printed that were of the past stories and reruns. I have had more response to some of the old rerun stories and write-ups of the Simpson family and other stories I published earlier that were a part of the early day history of Aubrey.

Leon was looking at a tribe commendation that I received in a frame about a month. When he looked at it he saw a beautiful turkey wing feather. Leon immediately wanted me to give him the feather. So he could wear it to our monthly meetings and I told him that it was the only one I had and that it came off the wild turkeys.

Jackie keeps a loaf of bread handy, and when the turkeys show up, she takes a slice of bread and sails it out across the yard. Many time the turkeys can grab the sailing piece of bread while it is still in the air. Days will pass when we don’t see the birds, and then all of a sudden they show up. Leon said I am going to be praying for me a feather to show up.

Well Leon your prayers were answered. Jackie went out to get in the car and yesterday she found one of those beautiful wing feathers. It was laying on top of the grass and waiting for its new owner.

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