Not many people living today have had the experience of a grandmother telling of her childhood experience of the Bannock Indian War in Oregon. (In Washington history books, it is usually referred to as “Indian uprising in the Blue Hills.”)
A friendly Indian had told the people near the village of Pendleton that unfriendly Indians of several tribes were gathering in the Blue Hills to attack Pendleton. So the men built a fort and families near Pendleton went to the fort for safety.
My grandmother, Nellie Bentley McGee, was 7 years old and sick with diphtheria. She and her mother could not go to the fort. They had to stay in their house while her father went to the fort. They had to make their house look like an abandoned building. They could not build a fire, as the Indians might see the smoke. They could not light a candle. They could not go outside to the well for water.
One morning, my grandmother and her mother heard the shrill screams and saw their painted faces as they looked between cracks in the logs. The Indians went around the house several times.