Looking west across the Missouri River valley I can see the block houses, on a higher resolution of this picture (for I can't upload a higher one on here) and in another picture, I can actually see the Council Lodge of the On-A-Slant Mandan Indian Village.
Lodge Of The Blacktailed Deer And Camp Greene
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This picture of Keith Bear was taken on the Fort Berthold Indian Reservation, home of the Arikara, Hidatsa, and Mandan Indians (also known as the Three Affiliated Tribes). Herb Ascherman, Photographer. www.ascherman.com.
The Lodge of the Black Tailed Deer is where the
A long time ago, the Nu’Eta lived under the earth. They didn’t know about the sun, the moon, the stars, or the blue sky at that time. Then came a day when some Nu’Eta hunters came to a large root (grapevine root or prairie turnip root depending on who you hear the story from) and decided to climb it after noticing a shaft of sunlight pierce the shadow. The hunters climbed the root to the top and saw for themselves, ganges of bison, herds of deer, elk, and antelope, and saw how the sunlight played upon the
They saw grass swaying in the wind and felt the breeze for
themselves. The hunters descended the
vine and returned to their village to share what they saw. The Nu’Eta decided that they would go to the
surface to live there. The hunters
returned to the root and the people began to carefully climb it. They say that a pregnant woman, heavy with
child, was in a hurry to bear her baby in the new world, and she began to climb
the root regardless of the warnings the people shouted at her that few climb it
at a time. When she got halfway up the
root, it came loose and snapped, dropping her back to the people below. Some of the , the Nu’Eta, made it to the surface. The Nu’Eta say that there are still
people waiting to come out of the earth.
The butte mentioned in the story above is pictured here, on the west bank of the Missouri River, south and west of the University of Mary. It is the dark pyramidal shape in about the middle of this picture. The cottonwood forest on the floodplain below is thick. With autumn on the land, the leaves are turning brown and will eventually be a brilliant yellow.
The butte is known by still another name in relation to the name of the bottomlands that settlers bestowed upon it: Sugarloaf Butte.
There is nothing left of Camp Greene, at least nothing remains of the camp that you'd see today. There is a darker "patch" of trees in about the middle of this image, on the other side of the Missouri River. This photo was taken at the Annunciation Monestary near the University of Mary looking west across the Missouri River.
North of the butte, but south of
Brevet Brigadier General Oliver Davis Greene pictured here as a second lieutenant.
Greene’s story is an interesting one too. He was brevetted four times throughout the Civil War and eventually became Brevet Brigadier General Oliver Davis Greene. Greene served in the Maryland Campaign of 1862. At
Greene kept form of his command under fire and became a Medal of Honor recipient.
Like most officers after the war he was
taken back down to regular army rank, for Greene that meant being a lieutenant. Greene retired in 1897 with the regular army
rank of colonel.