Accidental Idaho—From the Murfin Verse Archives

 

A view from Lolo pass in a smoke haze.

Note—From twelve years ago.

Yesterday morning my old Shimer friend Teri Loeb casually wrote in a Facebook status entry, “On my way home from Idaho. Didn’t realize that it was a real place. LOL” More than a little groggy from an overnight shift, I posted a reply.

Later, I looked at it and realized it was a poem in hiding.  Here it is, all dressed up in line breaks and poetic form without an altered word.

 

A Nez Percé warrior on one of the tribe's treasured Appaloosa horses.  The tribe was the first to adopt the Plains nations' horse and hunting culture west of the Great Divide in the northern Rocky Mountains.

Accidental Idaho

Some of it is imaginary.

Break the crest of the Lolo trail

on one of the few summer days

when it is clear of snow

where Lewis and Clark labored heavily

over the Divide and look out over

the blue-green world by a wandering creek

and off in the distance you swear

you can see the smoke of a Nez Percé fire.

And in rustling wind you think you may dimly hear

the hoof beats of their Appaloosas

 

—Patrick Murfin

 

From the Murfin Verse Vault—Accidental Idaho

A view from Lolo pass in a smoke haze.

Note—From eight years ago on this date.

Yesterday morning my old Shimer friend Teri Loeb casually wrote in a Facebook status entry, “On my way home from Idaho. Didn’t realize that it was a real place. LOL” More than a little groggy from an overnight shift, I posted a reply.

Later, I looked at it and realized it was a poem in hiding.  Here it is, all dressed up in line breaks and poetic form without an altered word.

Accidental Idaho

Some of it is imaginary.

Break the crest of the Lolo trail

on one of the few summer days

when it is clear of snow

where Lewis and Clark labored heavily

over the Divide and look out over

the blue-green world by a wandering creek

and off in the distance you swear

you can see the smoke of a Nez Percé fire.

And in rustling wind you think you may dimly hear

the hoof beats of their Appaloosas

—Patrick Murfin

Baby On Board with Lewis and Clark

In a famous mural, Sacajawea points the way to Lewis and Clark at Three Forks carrying her infant son.  Her husband Toussaint Charbonneau is shown in white buckskins and Clark's slave York is in the background.  

On February 11, 1805 Captain Meriwether Lewis recorded in his meticulous Journal the birth of a baby boy to the young wife of Toussaint Charbonneau, a French Canadian trapper living with the Hidstsa.  Lewis and Captain William Clark were wintering their Corps of Discovery at Ft. Mandan in present day North Dakota before their planned push to the Pacific that spring. 

The young mother, Sacajawea, had been born among the Agaidika tribe of Eastern Shoshone along the Snake River in present day Idaho and kidnapped by raiding Hidstsa at the age of 12.  By 14 she was the second wife of Charbonneau. 

Her husband spoke most of the languages of the tribes on the Eastern Slope of the Rockies and her knowledge of Shoshone or, in Lewis’s terms Snake, was critical because the expedition was relying on trading among her people for horses to take them further west after crossing the Great Divide.  And their combined knowledge of the terrain was important, although the woman was never considered a guide.  The two captains could only communicate with her through her husband.  

Sacajawea and her son as imagined.

She and the baby accompanied the expedition when it set out in April.  By May she had earned the leaders’ admiration when her quick action saved Lewis’s Journals and other important equipment after a canoe capsized.  They named a near-by creek in her honor. 

In August the company finally contacted the Agaidika.  To everyone’s astonishment the Chief turned out to be Sakajawea’s brother Cameahwait.  Needless to say, the good will created by re-uniting the family greatly eased negotiations for horses. 

She continued with the party to the Pacific and her knowledge of edible plants helped save the men from starvation. 

On the return trip she identified a key pass over the mountains, Gibbons Pass and later advised them to take the shortest direct route through Bozeman Pass. 

She and her husband stayed for three years at Ft. Mandan before she accepted Clark’s offer to visit him at St. Louis.  Clark adopted her son, Jean-Baptiste called Pompy, and provided for his education.  A daughter, Lizzette was born about 1810. 

Later resuming his natural father’s name, Jean Baptiste Charbonneau earned fame on his own as an explorer, guide, fur trapper trader, military scout during the Mexican War, Alcalde—mayor—of Mission San Luis Rey de Francia, and a gold prospector and hotel operator in Northern California. He spoke French and English, and learned German and Spanish during his six years in Europe from 1823 to 1829, a trip financed by Clark to round out his education. He also spoke Shoshone and other western American Indian languages, which he picked up during his years of trapping and guiding.  He died. 

Jean-Baptiste fathered two children. At Wuerttemberg in Germany during his European tour he fathered a child with Anastasia Katharina Fries, a soldier’s daughter. The baby, Anton Fries, died about three months after his birth.  On May 4, 1848, Maria Cantarina Charguana was born to Margarita Sobin, an Indian woman from Mission San Luis Rey Luiseño woman, and Charbonneau.  The infant girl's baptism, Father Blas Ordaz of the Mission San Fernando Rey de España near Los Angeles. Margarita Sobin later married Gregory Trujillo, who raised Maria.  Charbonneau’s daughter and Margarita other children were registered as members of the La Jolla band of Mission Indians.  She may have living descendants thus also the descendants of Sakajawea.

Sakajawea and her husband were living at Manuel Lisa’s trading post on the Missouri where a clerk recorded that she died of “putrid fever” on December 20, 1812, aged about 24.  Lizzette was killed in a Blackfoot attack on the fort soon after.  

One of several monuments to Sacajawea, this one in Lemhi County, Idaho  shows her with her baby.

The resolute young woman has entered the realm of folk tale and romantic myth.   She was adopted by Suffragists as an icon for womanly strength and independence.  She was portrayed by blue eyed Donna Reed in the 1952 film Far Horizons.  In 2000 the U.S. Mint began production of a dollar coin with an idolized portrait of her with her infant son.