September 31, 1763
Dear
Diary,
Today, I
have received a job. Sending messages from one tribe, to one colony. It's not
the best job in the world, but without education, this job is pretty decent.
Right now, I am in the Thirteen Colonies, waiting for a group of settlers to
finish writing their letter to the First Nations to Ohio Valley. Hold on, they
are calling me...
OK, I'm heading to my horse, Angel, and on my way to Ohio Valley. Great!
Another place to check out the scenery! That's why I love this job. I looked down at the letter. It's so
tempting. It's calling my name. Kristen. Kristen. Read me. OK, maybe I'm exaggerating, but
still, I really wanted to see what they sent. I know this is wrong, but I
opened up the letter, and read it. This is what it said:
In the Thirteen Colonies, there are many overcrowded areas, and us settlers were very
restless to move into Ohio Valley, your valley, and after the French were
defeated, there is nothing that could stop us, not even you. So we will be on our way to your
valley, and we will see you soon. If you have any rejections, just wait until
we get there.
Well that
was really...forward. That was actually pretty rude, they just invited
themselves to their valley, I know I would never do that. I'm curious to see
what the First Nations would say to that.
I'm at
Ohio Valley, and it's a beautiful place, and the scenery is so attractive, I
can stay here my whole life. When I gave the letter to the First Nations, the
moment the chief of Ohio Valley translated it into their language to read to
his tribe, they all widened their mouths, and raised their eyebrows. They
quickly wrote a letter back, and handed it to me.
“Tell dem
dat dey cennot do dis,” the chief informed, “Tell dem dat dey should go write
home at dis moment. Now go, before dey come here.”
I quickly
climbed onto my horse and was off. I looked down at the paper. I couldn't wait
to see this. Again, I know this is 'confidential,' but I read the other one,
and it triggered my curiosity, and also, nobody will know this.
I don't find your settlement very pleasant. We are not finding this
settlement as a conquered victory. We won't give up our village that easy. But
if you still think that you can just invite yourselves to this village, we just
have one thing to say, expect the unexpected.
But there
was another letter under that. It was to the British conquerors. I quickly
opened it up.
We are very disappointed in your victory against the French. This is
because you are cruelly disrespecting us. Here's one example: You are allowing
the settlers in the Thirteen Colonies permission to our village, without
telling us in advance. This is the last straw.
Suddenly, my horse stopped, without me commanding him. I looked up from
the paper, and noticed that the settlers from the Thirteen Colonies have
arrived. I quickly put the letters into their envelopes and gave them theirs.
When they were done, they shook their heads and threw it on the ground. And
they kept on walking. That was unbelievable. I jerked my horse and started
heading back to the tribe. I had to warn them about this.
When I entered Ohio Valley and told them the news, they weren’t worried
at all. A leader of the Odawa First Nation named Pontiac, and his followers
formed a truce with the First Nations in Ohio Valley, because they wanted to
defend the Ohio First Nations from the settlers.
Pontiac and his followers ruled over many British forts that were
strangely close to the First Nation's Ohio frontier. Soon after, the First Nations left to go to their
wintering grounds, and leaving their forts behind, Pontiac decided to form an
alliance with the British.
Thankfully, the argument was over abruptly, but there were other
problems the British conquerors have to look after. I would know, because I read
all the complaint letters from all over Upper Canada. I’ll update you on what
happens next.
Love,
Kristen Taylor