Taylor, William Alexander. History of Columbus and Franklin County, Ohio, Vol. 1, Chicago: S.J. Clarke Publishing Co., 1909, p.322.
Kidnapped by Savages.
"This was on the 9th of February, 1791. I was alone clearing out a fence row, about a quarter of a mile from the house, when an Indian came to me, and took my axe from me and laid it upon his shoulder with his rifle, and then let down the lock of his gun, which it appears, he had cocked in approaching me. I had been on terms of intimacy with the Indians, and did not feel alarmed at this movement. They had been about our house almost every day. He took me by the hand and pointed the direction he wanted me to go; and although I did not know him, I concluded he only wanted me to chop something for him, and went without reluctance. We came to where he had lain all night, between two logs, without fire. I then suspected something was wrong, and attempted to run; but he threw me down on my face, in which position I every moment expected to feel the stroke of the tomahawk on my head. But he had prepared a rope, with which he tied my hands together behind me, and thus marched me off. After going a litte distance we fell in with George GIRTY, son of old George GIRTY. He spoke English, and told me what they had done. He said: 'White people have killed Indians, and that the Indians had retaliated, and now there is war, and you are a prisoner; and we will take you to our town and make an Indian of you, and you will not be killed if you go peaceably; but if you try to run away, we won't be troubled with you, but we will kill you, and take your scalp to our town.' I told him I would go peaceably, and give them no trouble. From thence we traveled to the crossings of Big Beaver with scarce any food. We made a raft, and crossed late in the evening, and lay in a hole in a rock without fire or food. They would not make fire for fear we had attracted the attention of hunters in chopping for a raft. In the morning, the Indian who took me, delivered me to GIRTY, and took another direction. GIRTY and I continued our course towards the Tuscarawas. We traveled all that day through hunger and cold, camped all night, and coninued until about three in the afternoon of the third day since I had tasted a mouthful. I felt very indignant at GIRTY, and thought if ever I got a good chance I would kill him.
"We then made a fire, and GIRTY told me that if he thought I would not run away he would leave me by the fire, and go and kill something to eat. I told him I would not. 'But.' said he. 'to make you safe I will tie you.' He tied my hands behind my back, and tied me to a sapling, some distance from the fire. After he was gone, I untied myself and laid down by the fire. In about an hour, he came running back without any game. He asked me what I untied myself for? I told him I was cold. He said. 'Then you no run away? I said 'no.' He then told me there were Indians close by, and he was afraid they would find me. We then went to their camp, where there were Indians with whom 1 had been as intimate as with any person, and they had been frequently atour house. They were glad to see me, and gave me food, the first I had eaten after crowing Beaver. They treated me very kindly. We staid all night with them, and next morning we all took up our march toward the Tuscarawas, which we reached on the second das, in the evening.
Met the Hunters and Warriors.
"Here we met the main body of hunting families, and the warriors of the Allegheny, this being their place of rendezvous. I supposed these Indians all to be Delawares; but at that time I could not distinguish between the different tribes. Here I mt with two white prisoners, Thomas Dick, and his wife, Jane. They had been our nearest neighbors. I was immediately led to the lower end of the encampment, and allowed to talk freely with them for about an hour. They informed me of the death of two of our neighbors, Samuel Chapman and William Powers, who were killed by the Indians--one in their house, and the other near it. The Indians showed me their scalps. I knew that of Chapman, having red hair on it.
"Next day about ten Indians started back to Pittsburgh. GIRTY told me they went to pass themselves as friendly Indians and to trade. Among these was the Indian who took me. In about two weeks they returned well loaded with store goods, whisky, etc.
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