

Mrs.
Jessie Durant
Interview conducted by Emilie Strauss on
10/13/91 at Mrs. Durant's home in Bishop. A tape recorder
was not used. Photos courtesy of Mrs. Jessie Durant.
ES: Tell me about your life on Rush Creek.
JD: I was born in 1913 and grew up in the Rush Creek
area, where my grandfather, Young Charlie, had several
acres of land. Our grandparents raised my sister and me,
as our mother had to work away from home to support us.
She worked as a maid for non-Indian families.
The Rush Creek area was a paradise. Vegetation was
lush and green. There was aspen trees under which an
abundance of wild onions grew. There was also cottonwood,
Jeffrey Pine, and red and yellow buckberry trees.
On my paternal granparent's property was a spring
where people gathered watercress. During spring and
summer there was many varieties of beautiful wild flowers
such as desert peach blossoms (tza na ve), irises, and
many other flowers that grew all over the hills and
meadows. My grandfather also had the family burial ground
nearby which is still used from time to time.
We had a wholesome and happy life. It was freedom.
There was no sound of cars, just the sound of rushing,
gurgling Rush Creek nearby. We would awaken in the early
dawn to the chirping and singing of the birds. Many
different kinds of birds made their nests in the bushes
and trees in the meadows. We observed their eggs from
time to time, never disturbing them. And soon they were
out of their nests and on their own. Cottontails and
jackrabbits made their homes under the sagebrush.
Sometimes the eerie sound of the horned owls was heard
hooting during the night, this was very frightening to
the Indian people. We elders are superstitious people.
The hooting of the horned owl means unpleasant news, an
illness or death.
As children, we roamed all over the hills and meadows
near Rush Creek barefoot. The soles of our feet were
calloused just like leather. Each one of us carried a
digging stick (podo) and a small bucket, looking for
edible plants, roots and bulbs, such as the Mariposa
lily, known as ko-ge-ha. We also gathered many other
greens, and made chewing gum out of rabbitbrush bark.
Rush Creek was quite swift in certain areas, but there
were good pools for fishing, which were plentiful at
the time. We used willows for poles, string for line and
pins for hooks. Insects, worms and grasshoppers were used
for bait. During the summer, the fish were roasted out of
doors on charcoal.
All families made use of Mono Lake for swimming,
bathing and doing the laundry. Mono Lake water was an
excellent detergent. Our elders said Mono Lake water
(ku-za-pa-a) was good panacean medicine.
Our grandparents showed us where, when and how to
prepare various kinds of our culture foods and materials.
We were taught to always give thanks to our creator of
life after gathering or picking anything.
During the winter months, the air and weather is very
cold, crisp and invigorating with the dense fog
(pa-gu-na-bu) suspended heavily all around. To-go-au on
his horse would return home after game hunting, looking
like "Frosty the Snowman," his hair, eyebrows,
and mustache covered with frost (who-sea-pu). His
favorite hunting horse's mane and eyelashes were covered
with frost.
I vividly remember one winter when our supply of
staple food was low. It was a harsh winter with very deep
snow and we experienced famine. Snow was boiled for
domestic purposes. Even though this was a treacherous
time, as children, we still played and had fun making
tunnels through the snow.
We made pine nut soup, or gruel, by mixing the
pulverized nuts with cold water to whatever consistency
desired. This is eaten by using the index and middle
fingers to scoop it out of the basket or bowl. I call it
Paiute poi. The gruel is put into small bowls and placed
on the top of the houses to freeze, making a delightful
treat, Paiute Ice Cream.
That winter To-go-au (grandfather) was unable to go
hunting for game. But most of the winters were not quite
so severe and grandfather was able to hunt for deer and
jackrabbits. There were times when he came home with a
gunnysack full of rabbits or edible fowl, from which we
made soup. Duck, or geese feathers made good down pillows
and rabbit skins were made into fluffy blankets. Venison
meat was made into jerky, and fish from Grant Lake was
dried. During the late spring, the menfolks made rafts
from willows to sail to the island in Mono Lake to gather
seagull eggs, and these were another source of food the
elders used.
At the confluence of Rush and Walker Creeks is a
'narrows' in which a waterfall flows down and forms a
pond. We were told by the elders that this was the
waterbabies' (pa-o-ha-a) habitat and at times could be
heard crying. We would toss sticks into the pond and
watched them swirl around and around. It was an
intriguing and fascinating thing to watch.
Above the narrows are large communal bedrocks with
severl mortars, where the women pounded and ground
acorns, pine nuts, and various kinds of nutritious seeds.
This site is called Te-ba-tze-ga.
ES: Did you ever swim in Rush Creek?
JD: We all swam in Rush Creek.
ES: Have you been back to Rush Creek recently?
JD: Yes. I visited last summer. In 1960, my sister
Rosie and her family and I visited the area. It looked
totally different. It was difficult to locate our homesites.
ES: What happened to the houses after your grandfather
sold the property to the Nev-Cal Company in 1929? Was he
sad to leave the meadows?
JD: The houses were torn down and the boards were used
to build two homes for his two families on the plateau
above Te-ba-tze-ga where we all lived. After the sale of
his property, To-go-au and the families moved to the west
side of the Mattly's ranch. Yes, I believe To-go-au was
sad to leave a beautiful place.
ES: Who else lived on lower Rush Creek then?
JD: Several of our relatives.
ES: What livestock fed along Rush Creek?
JD: Grandfather owned about twelve or fifteen horses. Along with the families'
horses, they fed on the meadows in the summer and during
the winter were kept in a corral and fed hay. The men
mowed hay and had hay stacks.
ES: Were there willow along Rush Creek?
JD: It is well known that the Mono Lake Paiutes used
the willows which grew nearby and along Rush Creek as the
natural source of material for basket making. Some of the
woven baskets were the finest made. The women were
creative and artistic. Many of the baskets were prize
winners at the Yosemite Indian Field Days. My sister,
Rosie, and I learned to weave baskets early in life. Our
grandmother, Nellie, taught us.
ES: What did the meadows look like around your
grandfather's house?
JD: They were dry. Our homesites were on the outskirts
of the meadows.
ES: Were the meadows irrigated? Do you remember
irrigation ditches?
JD: According to my Uncle Foster, the menfolks made
ditches and irrigated the meadows.
ES: What kinds of animals and wildlife do you
remember?
JD: I remember deer, eagles, rabbits, grouse, or
sagehens, but I'm sure there were others such as
antelopes and wild sheep.
ES: Do you remember much about lower Parker Creek?
JD: No, I don't.
ES: Here are some old pictures (interview photos #2
and #3). This is a picture of some pondlike areas in the
Rush Creek bottomlands. Does this look familiar?
JD: My uncle stated that there were pond-like areas in
the Rush Creek bottomlands.
ES: How about this picture (photo #5) of a foot bridge
across Rush Creek?
JD: Uncle also said that they made foot bridges across
Rush Creek.
ES: Did people have vegetable gardens on Rush Creek?
JD: Yes. Also on the plateau, To-go-au had a potato
patch. As children we ate potatoes raw.
ES: How did you get water at your grandfather's place
on the plateau?
JD: We used buckets. We walked down the hill to the
creek. It was rather fun going down but very laborious
coming back up.
End of interview. Additional interviews with Mrs.
Durant can be found in the
1998 documentary film "Battle For Mono Lake."
Additional Kutzadika'a names for places in the Mono Basin can be found
here. February 14, 2015 obituary in the Inyo Register.
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