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arrested by Ensign Elijah Winters upon a suspicion of their connexion with the Cochecton Indians, and brought before the authorities of the Wallenpaupack settlement. No satisfactory proof of their guilt, however, appearing, they were discharged. Some time during the last years of the war of the revolution, McKean, who had quarrelled with one of his neighbours, one night procured the Indians with whom he was connected, to burn his house and murder his family. He described the situation and appearance of the house, informing the Indians that his neighbour lived upon the opposite side of a small stream from himself. The Indians proceeded to do his bidding, but in doing it, they made a mistake, and murdered the family and burnt the house of McKean himself. For years after the war, the old tory was traversing the towns in the neighborhood, seeking sympathy for his misfortunes and soliciting charity from the humane, carrying with him a statement of his calamities, only omitting the single fact that they were calamities of his own procuring.
On the 3rd of July, 1778, the Wyoming tragedy was enacted. A young man by the name of Hammond, who escaped from the Indians, brought the news the next afternoon to the Wallenpaupack. The inhabitants, alarmed by the probably exaggerated account they received of the number and ferocity of the enemy, prepared for immediate flight. Preparations were hastily made, and before sunset on the fourth of July the settlers were on their way to the Delaware river. A number of the women and children were so sick that they had to be carried in carts. They were put on beds placed in the bottom of the carts, and in that situation traveled the whole night and all the next day. The next night, 5th July, the settlers arrived at a point three miles above Milford, upon the “old Wyoming road.” Here they intended to pass the night. Shortly after they halted, they heard, however, that the Indians, (probably the Cochecton gang) were in pursuit of them, and they were compelled again to commence their march, and did not stop until they had reached the eastern bank of the Delaware. The cattle belonging to the settlement and such moveable articles as were portable, were carried away. All that was left fell into the hands of the Cochecton Indians and cow-boys.
When the news of the Wyoming massacre was received in the settlement, Captain Zebulon Parrish, his son Jasper, and Stephen Kimble, a son of one of the settlers, went down on horseback, each with a led horse, to the Lecha waxen, a short distance above the mouth of the Wallenpaupack, for the purpose of giving notice of the
danger to some families who resided on the Lechawaxen. The names of the settlers were Benjamin Haynes, David Ford, and James Hough. They were Pennsylvanians, who had located themselves upon the river, with a view to support themselves by the game in the neighborhood. When the three men from the upper settlement were near the mouth of the Wallenpaupack, they were called to by the same body of tories and Indians who had long been prowling about the country, who told them that the Susquehanna Indians had attacked and captured the inhabitants of the settlement, and invited them to cross the creek and surrender themselves prisoners, threatening to fire upon them if they did not do so, and assuring them of kind treatment if the invitation should be accepted. The men crossed the creek and surrendered themselves. Five of the horses fell into the hands of the Indians. One horse escaped and was recovered by the settlers in their retreat to the Delaware.
The three men were carried into the State of New York, and retained prisoners until the close of the revolutionary war. After peace was made Capt. Parrish returned to his family. Jesper, his son, was soon after appointed Indian interpreter by the authorities of the United States, being employed in the intercourse of the Government with the Six Nations. He remained in that capacity until the time of his death. He lived near Canandaigua. Stephen Kimble died a prisoner among the Indians.
Stephen Parrish, or“ Doctor Parrish,” as he was called, another son of the Captain, and one of the settlers named Ruben Jones, were also taken prisoners about the time of the flight from the Wallenpaupack. Stephen was a weak, feeble man, and while a prisoner was taught the mysteries of the Indian materia medica. He returned after the war and resided with his family until 1818, when he removed to the State of New York, and died near Canandaigua. He was learned in the herbs and charms that constituted the scientific knowledge of the aboriginal Doctor. Ruben Jones returned also, and died in Wayne county thirty years ago.
In their retreat froin the Wallenpaupack, most of the settlers fled to Orange county, in the State of New York, where they remained until the close of the war. Some few families went back to Connecticut, and one or two settled down on the Delaware a few miles above Milford. Many of the young men had previously enlisted in the American army. Ephraim Killam, son of Zadock Killam, and Abel Kimble, son of Jacob Kimble, were in the battle that led to the retreat of General Washington from Long Island.
In August, 1778, four young men-John Pellet, Junior, Walter Kimble, Charles Forsythe, and Uriah Chapman, Junior, returned to the Wallenpaupack for the purpose of cutting hay. They commenced working at the upper end of the settlement, and had cut all the hay except that on the land of Uriah Chapman, who occupied the farm lowest down the creek. It was in the afternoon. Young Chapman left his work to go to a neighboring spring for water. In going to the spring, he stopped for a moment, and sat, whistling, upon a fence. Thus occupied, an Indian rose from a covert and fired at him. He sprang from the fence towards a sled near him, on which the young men had deposited their guns. As he attempted to raise a gun, he first discovered that he was wounded. The gun dropped from his hand, and he ran for the fort, which at that time was still standing. The other young men had heard the report of the Indian's rifle, but they were at a much greater distance from their arms than the Indians were, and they also fled to the fort for safety. The Indians seized the guns as soon as Chapman sprang from the fence. Young Chapman, although weak from the loss of blood, was able to reach the fort the same night, though some time after the other young men arrived there. The ball fired by the Indian passed through his right arm into his shoulder, and at the time of his death, fifty-one years afterwards, it was found lodged against his back-bone. The Indians did not molest the settlers that night, though they lurked around the fort. The next day the young men left the settlement.
In the spring of 1779, five young men went back to the settlement to make maple sugar. Their names were Ephraim Killam, Jeptha Killam, Silas Killam, Ephraim Kimble and Walter Kimble. They chose for their residence a log house standing upon a point now on the road from Sterling, in Wayne county, to the Milford and Owego Turnpike, seven miles and a half from Wilsonville, and about half a mile southwest from the site of the fort. The fort at this time had been destroyed. A stable was standing seven or eight rods from the house, between it and the river. A day or two after their arrival, when they had tapped some maple trees, and while they were fitting up their house for temporary use, they were again disturbed by the Indians. One evening, two of the young men—Silas Killam and Walter Kimble, were out of the house, the former collecting sap for coffee for breakfast, and the latter shooting ducks, when the Indians suddenly surprised them. Silas Killam, who was nearest the house, immediately ran towards it, some of the Indians pursuing him. He
succeeded in reaching the house, when the door was opened for him by his brother Ephraim. As he entered, one of the Indians fired. The ball struck a nail in the door-post, and met such resistance that the ball was shivered to pieces. Some slivers struck Ephraim in the arm. The scars left by the wound were perceptible to the day of his death. Walter Kimble, finding his retreat to the house intercepted by the Indians, ran towards the hills, and commenced a very sudden and expeditious journey to the Delaware. The Indians followed him some distance, but he is said to have been remarkable for capacity to endure fatigue and for speed of foot,* and his pursuers soon aban. doned the chase. He had on a pair of loose shoes, so large that he could not retain them on his feet. It snowed during the night, the snow melting nearly as fast as it fell. He was compelled to throw away his shoes, and took a pair of Indian leggins he had on, and bound them around his feet. Thus provided he traveled the whole night. The next morning, about breakfast time, he arrived at the house of his brother Abel, at a place called “ Vantyne Kill,” a mile above Milford. Mrs. Sybil Kimble, the wife of his brother, who is still living, says she never looked upon a human being presenting an appearance so pitiable and wretched. He had not eaten a morsel in more than twenty-four hours, and he exclaimed, as he entered the house, with tears in his eyes, “ the boys are all dead.” The boys were not dead, however. Immediately after the Indians had driven Killam into the house, they built up a fire upon the side of the stable opposite the house, and settled themselves down with the evident intention of besieging the whites and starving them out. As the Indians were building their fire, one of them exposed himself in gathering wood and was fired at and wounded in the hip by Ephraim Kimble. Of this wound the Indian afterwards died. In the evening after the savages became still, the young men in the house built up a large fire in the house and left it, getting out of the window. They took their course towards the Delaware. The next morning they crossed the river seven miles below Milford. The house was burned that night. After the peace, all the young men returned to the Wallenpaupack, and all of them resided in Pike county until their
• This Walter Kimble is still spoken of as having presented a singularly interesting specia men of the manners of his age. His appearance must have been striking and imposing. He is described as having been a tall, strongly-formed, athletic man, of a dark complexion, grave, even saturine in his disposition, of great vigour of mind and force of character. He had all the virtues of his generation, with probably most of their attendant faults. Resolute, der termined, brave, he was uncompromising, obstinate and rash. He died in Ohio.
death, except Walter Kimble and Jeptha Killam. They left large families, and their descendants are among the wealthiest and most respectable citizens of Wayne and Pike counties. No further attempt was made to occupy the Wallenpaupack until the close of the war of the revolution.
In the summer of 1779, Brant at the head of three or four hundred Indians descended the Delaware to the mouth of the Neversink, seven · miles above Milford. The depredations committed in the neighborhood aroused the fears of the inhabitants of the lower counties of New York. A force was raised in Orange county and the vicinity, and placed under the command of Colonel Benjamin Tustin. There were four or five hundred men collected, who were armed in the best way the necessity of immediate action permitted. The savages retreated as soon as they learned they were about to be molested, and the whites pursued them. The Indians crossed the Delaware at some point between the mouth of the Neversink and “ Butler's Falls," it is supposed about five miles above the former. The New York troops also crossed the river. About three or four miles below the mouth of the Lechawaxen, both parties passed to the eastern side of the Delaware, Brant shortly afterwards turning to the right and ascending a hill on the east, a mile or a mile and a half from the river. The Indians passed over the brow of the hill, and the whites incautiously followed in pursuit. When the militia reached the top, a few Indians were seen in front, but the great body of them had circled round the hill, as their pursuers had ascended, and the first intimation the latter received of the error they had committed, was conveyed by the reports of the rifles of the former upon every side of them. The militia for a time attempted to withstand the assaults of their concealed enemies, and some of the soldiers shielded themselves with breast-works thrown up from the loose stones scattered around them. The top of the hill, however, was completely bare of timber, and the Indians were defended by the trees growing upon its sides. The New York troops were suffering dreadfully, whole companies falling at every fire, while their enemies scarcely lost a man. Finding all efforts to make resistance unavailing, the whites, after the massacre of nearly one-half of their number, commenced their flight. It is supposed that more than two hundred men were killed-among them Colonel Tustin, the Commander. Moses Killam, a settler upon the Wallenpaupack, who died there in 1831, and from whose intelligent and hospitable son, Moses Killam, Esq., the foregoing details have been derived, was in the battle. He collected the stones around him into