So Sioux Me part 12 - 1529-1539
In what the white-eyes call 1529, the Creek marched the warpath against the Cherokee. The Shawnee marched with the Creek, and the Iroquois and the Huron marched with the Cherokee. Things did not look good for the Cherokee, as the Creek and Shawnee were strong and they were weak, and the Iroquois camped far from the Cherokee lands. As for the Huron, they talked a good fight, but were never seen on the battlefield. The Cherokee gave the Huron leave to cross their lands (as if they actually expected any Hurons to be seen there!) Sure enough, the next year the Shawnee captured the last Cherokee lands and absorbed the tribe into their own.
The war dragged on, with most fighting between the Iroquois and Shawnee. A plague struck in 1532, killing many people in Minnesota and Mesabi. We pledged to renew our marriage with the Maya. The tribe of Sweden gave some land called Taurus to the English tribe for peace. In 1533, we renewed our marriage with the Navajo and sent a white bison as a personal gift to the Lenape chief. In 1534, we celebrated Keep Manhattan day once more, the English chief had some sort of argument with the head medicine man of the Christ-men, (England Accepted Rome’s Supremacy, but Rejected it on the Personal Level) and the Shawnee paid much wampum for peace with the Huron and Iroquois. England annexed Gelre (which might keep them out of a few of the wars that Gelre had been dragging England into), and invited the Friesland tribe to sit at their council fire.
In 1535, the Lenape council fire burned out. The Huron invited us to sit around their council fire with the Iroquois (they still beat the wardrums against the Creek, but it was all talk now). We decided to invite the Lenape to our council fire instead. Our Chief went off to consult the spirits for a year (Temporary Insanity of Monarch) and the war between the Huron/Iroquois council and the Creek petered out.
In 1536, we sent one more personal gift to the Lenape, and the next year they agreed to shelter under our wing. Our wing turned out to be poor shelter, for the English beat the wardrums against us. The Lenape marched at our side, but we knew not where to march to. We waited nervously until the English attacked us in Manhattan in 1538, and we fled from the strange beasts with four legs, two arms and two heads. They chased us to the lands of the Lenape, and again we fled. In less than three moons they captured both Manhattan and Susquehanna and forced the Lenape into their tribe. Our braves escaped in a running battle to the lands of the Iroquois, where the English dared not yet go. Our elders beseeched the Shawnee to let our survivors cross their lands, and they softened their hearts and let them. Of over 10,000 braves who were in Manhattan when the English attacked, fewer than 1400 survived the trail of tears to arrive in Iowa in 1539. We mourned our failure to Keep Manhattan, but vowed to return it to our control.
In what the white-eyes call 1529, the Creek marched the warpath against the Cherokee. The Shawnee marched with the Creek, and the Iroquois and the Huron marched with the Cherokee. Things did not look good for the Cherokee, as the Creek and Shawnee were strong and they were weak, and the Iroquois camped far from the Cherokee lands. As for the Huron, they talked a good fight, but were never seen on the battlefield. The Cherokee gave the Huron leave to cross their lands (as if they actually expected any Hurons to be seen there!) Sure enough, the next year the Shawnee captured the last Cherokee lands and absorbed the tribe into their own.
The war dragged on, with most fighting between the Iroquois and Shawnee. A plague struck in 1532, killing many people in Minnesota and Mesabi. We pledged to renew our marriage with the Maya. The tribe of Sweden gave some land called Taurus to the English tribe for peace. In 1533, we renewed our marriage with the Navajo and sent a white bison as a personal gift to the Lenape chief. In 1534, we celebrated Keep Manhattan day once more, the English chief had some sort of argument with the head medicine man of the Christ-men, (England Accepted Rome’s Supremacy, but Rejected it on the Personal Level) and the Shawnee paid much wampum for peace with the Huron and Iroquois. England annexed Gelre (which might keep them out of a few of the wars that Gelre had been dragging England into), and invited the Friesland tribe to sit at their council fire.
In 1535, the Lenape council fire burned out. The Huron invited us to sit around their council fire with the Iroquois (they still beat the wardrums against the Creek, but it was all talk now). We decided to invite the Lenape to our council fire instead. Our Chief went off to consult the spirits for a year (Temporary Insanity of Monarch) and the war between the Huron/Iroquois council and the Creek petered out.
In 1536, we sent one more personal gift to the Lenape, and the next year they agreed to shelter under our wing. Our wing turned out to be poor shelter, for the English beat the wardrums against us. The Lenape marched at our side, but we knew not where to march to. We waited nervously until the English attacked us in Manhattan in 1538, and we fled from the strange beasts with four legs, two arms and two heads. They chased us to the lands of the Lenape, and again we fled. In less than three moons they captured both Manhattan and Susquehanna and forced the Lenape into their tribe. Our braves escaped in a running battle to the lands of the Iroquois, where the English dared not yet go. Our elders beseeched the Shawnee to let our survivors cross their lands, and they softened their hearts and let them. Of over 10,000 braves who were in Manhattan when the English attacked, fewer than 1400 survived the trail of tears to arrive in Iowa in 1539. We mourned our failure to Keep Manhattan, but vowed to return it to our control.