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Title: Through our unknown Southwest, the wonderland of the United States-- little known and unappreciated-- the home of the cliff dweller and the Hopi, the forest ranger and the Navajo.-- the lure of the painted desert
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: Laut, Agnes C. (Agnes Christina), 1871-1936
Subjects: Hopi Indians Navajo Indians
Publisher: New York, McBride, Nast & company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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r people. Not so with Marmon and Pratt IIf you ask how it is that the pueblos of Laguna andAcoma are so superior to all other Hopi communitiesof the Southwest, the answer invariably is the influ-ence of the two Marmons and Pratt. ComingWest as surveyors in the early seventies the two Mar-mons and Pratt opened a trading store, marriedIndian women and set themselves to civilize the wholepueblo. After almost four years pow-wow andargument and coaxing, they in 1879 succeeded ingetting three chddren, two boys and a girl, to go toschool in the East at Carlisle. To-day, those threechildren are leading citizens of the Southwest. Lateron, the trouble was not to induce children to go, but tohandle the hundreds eager to be sent. To-day, thereis a government school here, and the two pueblos ofLaguna and Acoma are among the cleanest and mostadvanced of the Southwest. Fifteen hundred soulsthere are, living in the hillside tiered-town, where youmay see the transition from Indian to white in the sub-
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ENCHANTED MESA OF ACOMA 87 stitutlon of downstairs doors for the ladders that for-merly led to entrance through the roof. Out atAcoma, with its 700 sky dwellers perched sheer hun-dreds of feet straight as arrow-flight above the plain,you can count the number of doors on one hand.Acoma is still pure Hopi. Only one inhabitant —Marie Iteye — speaks a word of English; but It isHopi under the far-reaching and civilizing influenceof Marmon and Pratt. The streets — ist, 2ndand 3rd, they call them — of the cloud-cliff town areswept clean as a white housewifes floor. Inside, thethree story houses are all whitewashed. To be sure, ahen and her flock occupy the roof of the first story.Perhaps a burro may stand sleepily on the next roof;but then, the living quarters are in the third story, witha window like the porthole of a ship looking out overthe precipice across the rolling, purpling, shimmeringmesas for hundreds and hundreds of miles, till the sky-line loses itself in heat haze and sn

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