Evening Telegraph, September 15, 1870,
A Giant Race-The Indian Mound Chickasawba-Human Skeletons Eight and Ten Feet in Height
Relics of a Former Race"Two miles west of Barfield Point, in Arkansas county, Ark., on the east bank of the lovely stream called Pemiscot river, stands an Indian mound, some twenty-five feet high and about an acre in area at the top. The mound derives its name from Chickasawba, a chief of the Shawnee tribe, who lived, died and was buried there. This chief was one of the last race of hunters who lived in that beautiful region and who once peopled it quite thickly...
Aunt Kitty Williams, who now resides there, relates that Chickasawba would frequentlybring in for sale at one time as much as twenty gallons of pure honey in deerskins bags slung to his back. He was always a friend to the whites, a man of gigantic stature and herculean strength...He was buried at the foot of the mound on which he had lived, by his tribe, most of whom departed for the Nation immediately after performing his funeral rites...
Chickasawba was perfectly honest and the best informed chief of his tribe....A number of years ago, making an excavation into or near the foot of Chickasawba's mound, a portion of a Gigantic human skeleton was found. The men who were digging, becoming interested, unearthed the entire skeleton and from measurements given us by reliable parties the frame of the man towhom it belonged could not have been less than eight or nine feet in height. Under the skull, which slipped easily over the head of our informant (who, we will here state, is one of our best citizens), was found a peculiarly shaped earthen jar, resembling nothing in the way of Indian pottery which has before been seen by them. It was exactly the shape of the round-bodied, long necked carafes or water-decanters, a specimen of which may be seen on Gaston's dining table.
Aunt Kitty Williams, who now resides there, relates that Chickasawba would frequentlybring in for sale at one time as much as twenty gallons of pure honey in deerskins bags slung to his back. He was always a friend to the whites, a man of gigantic stature and herculean strength...He was buried at the foot of the mound on which he had lived, by his tribe, most of whom departed for the Nation immediately after performing his funeral rites...
Chickasawba was perfectly honest and the best informed chief of his tribe....A number of years ago, making an excavation into or near the foot of Chickasawba's mound, a portion of a Gigantic human skeleton was found. The men who were digging, becoming interested, unearthed the entire skeleton and from measurements given us by reliable parties the frame of the man towhom it belonged could not have been less than eight or nine feet in height. Under the skull, which slipped easily over the head of our informant (who, we will here state, is one of our best citizens), was found a peculiarly shaped earthen jar, resembling nothing in the way of Indian pottery which has before been seen by them. It was exactly the shape of the round-bodied, long necked carafes or water-decanters, a specimen of which may be seen on Gaston's dining table.
