In my old hometown of Chattanooga, Tennessee there is a major thoroughfare named after a very old mission to the Cherokees (I proudly boast Cherokee blood in my lineage) that was named after David Brainerd, the renowned missionary to the Native Americans.
That mission became obsolete after the Cherokees were removed from this area in the 1830s in what became known as the Trail Of Tears. And so much for what the Bible did for the Native Americans around here!
Puritan preacher and Bible scholar Jonathan Edwards edited Brainerd's personal journal and preserved for us this account of Brainerd's thoughts on some natives and their "powwowing" he had observed:
Their monstrous actions tended to excite ideas of horror, and seemed to have something in them peculiarly suited to demon worship. Some of them, I could observe, were much more fervent and devout in the business than others, and seemed to chant, "peep and mutter" with a great degree of warmth and vigour, as if determined to awaken and engage the powers below. I sat at the distance of about thirty feet from them, undiscovered, with my Bible in my hand, resolving if possible to spoil their sport, and prevent their receiving any answers from the infernal world. I sat and viewed the whole scene. They continued their hideous charms and incantations for more than three hours, till they had all wearied themselves out, although they had in that space of time taken sundry intervals of rest. At length they broke up, without appearing to receive any answer.
Ah, yes, "with my Bible in my hand" ready to straighten out those savages.