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Chapter 1
Discovery And Early History
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Hendrick Hudson.-His vessel.-Newark Bay.-Attack
by the Indians.Man killed.-Colman's Point.-Two Indians
seized.-Traffic with Indians. -Yonkers.-West Point.-Escape of the
Indians. -Catskill Indians.-Hudson.-Schodac.-Castleton.-Visit to an
Indian Chief -- Dog-meat.--Albany. -Trade with Indians.-Return to
Catskill and New York.-Voyages ofHudson.-Hudson's Bay and
Strait.-Mutiny.-His fate and that of his crew.-Humorous Sketch of
Hudson by Irving-Robert Juet.-Names of the River.-Indians near
it.-Fight near Catskill.-Number of Indians there in 1701.-Indians in
Schoharie.-Catskill Tories.-Routed by Captain Long.-Murphy and Elerson.-General
Morgan.-His Riflemen.-A member of Congress.-Adventures of Murphy and
Elerson.-Boyd and Parker. -Their Fate.-Murphy's Escape.-His Courtship
and Marriage.-Scouting Party.-Invasion of Johnson and Brant.- Flag of
Truce.-Major Woolsey.-Indians killed by Murphy.-He shot General
Fraser.-Sawyer's Escape from Indians.-Harper and Brant.-Massacre of
Indians.-Fate of Harper and his Party.-David Elerson.
With a view to give greater fulness and
clearness to this work, by casting the light of early events on those
of later times, a brief sketch will here be given of the first
discovery of the Hudson River, and the country along its banks, by
the brave and enterprising old navigator whose name it bears. From
the history of the cruise of Hendrick Hudson, in his vessel or yacht,
the Half Moon, we learn that on September 7, 1609, while one of his
boats was returning to his vessel, then lying in Newark Bay, one of
his men, an Englishman, named John Colman, was killed, the boat
having been attacked by two canoes full of Indians. He was shot in
the throat by an arrow; and as he had been a companion of Hudson's in
his Polar adventures, having buried him on the beach, he named Sandy
Hook "Colman's Point," in honor of him.
September 11 - Several canoes full of Indian
warriors having come off to his vessel, he seized two of the Indians
as hostages, and, putting red coats on them, carried them with him up
the river. Having passed the Narrows, Indians came on board,
"making shows of love." The next morning, September 12,
twenty-eight canoes, made of hollowed trees, and crowded with men,
women, and children, came off to the yacht. They were not permitted
to come on board, but their oysters and beans were purchased.
September 13 - The vessel was anchored just
above Yonkers.
September 15 - As the morning was misty, they
anchored near West Point, by the Matteawan Mountains, the Indian name
for the Highlands. When the Half Moon was getting under way from
there, the two Indian captives leaped from the portholes, and,
scornfully deriding the crew, swam ashore. Running sixty miles up the
river, Hudson arrived, near evening, opposite the " mountains
which lie from the river's side," and anchored near Catskill
Landing, where he found a "very loving people, and very old
men." This latter fact showing the healthful influence of the
mountain air.
September 16 - Friendly natives flocked on
board, with ears of Indian corn, pumpkins, and tobacco, which were
readily bought for trifles. In the afternoon, they went six miles
higher up, and anchored near the marshes in the river, opposite where
Hudson now is.
September 18 - They anchored between Schodac
and Castleton, eighteen miles above Hudson, where Hudson went ashore
in a canoe, with an old Indian, who was the chief of a tribe of forty
men and seventeen women. There was a house, well constructed of oak
bark, circular in shape, with an arched roof. The Indians had a great
quantity of corn and beans. Two mats were spread, and food was
brought in red, wooden bowls. Two men were sent to the woods with
bows and arrows, for game, who brought back a pair of pigeons. A fat
dog was also killed, and skinned in great haste with shells taken
from the water. Before Hudson left for his ship, at night, the
Indians, thinking that the reason why he would not remain with them
until morning was, that he was afraid of their weapons, took their
arrows, and, breaking them in pieces before him, threw them into the fire.
September 19 - Hudson sailed two leagues
farther up, and anchored near where Albany now is. There the Indians
came flocking on board, bringing grapes, pumpkins, and beaver and
otter skins, which they exchanged for beads, knives, and hatchets.
There they remained several days. While Hudson, on his return, was
anchored near where the city of Hudson now is, two canoes, full of
Indians, came up from Catskill, and two old men, one of whom gave him
"stropes of beads," and showed him all the country thereabouts.
September 27 - He ran down the river eighteen
miles, sailing past the wigwams of the "loving people" at
Catskill, who were "very sorrowful" for his departure, and
anchored near Red Hook, where some of the crew went ashore to fish.
It may be well here briefly to notice the
adventures and the tragic end of the brave and enterprising
navigator, Henry, or, as it is in Dutch, Hendrick, Hudson. He was a
native of Great Britain ; but nothing is known of his birth,
education, or early history. May 1, 1607, he sailed from Gravesend,
England, in search of a northern passage to India, with a small
vessel, manned by ten men and a boy; explored the eastern coast of
Greenland, as far north as latitude 80 ; discovered the Island of
Spitsbergen, and, being stopped by the ice, returned September 15, of
the same year. April 22, 1608, he sought a northwest passage between
Spitsbergen and Nova Zembla, failed to find one, and returned in four
months. He then went to Holland, entered the service of the Dutch
East India Company, and April 6, 1609, sailed in the yacht Half Moon
for the northeastern coast of Asia, but driven back by the extreme
cold, and turning towards America, reached the coast near Portland,
Maine, July 28 ; remained there six days ; his men abused and had
trouble with the Indians; reached Cape Cod August 3d ; the entrance
of Chesapeake Bay, the 28th ; discovered Delaware Bay, and from
thence went to Sandy Hook, Coney Island, Newark Bay, and up the North
River. In April, 1610, he sailed for the northeast coast of America,
discovered Hudson's Bay and Strait in June and July, wintered there,
after which his crew mutinied, and put him and nine men, who were
mostly sick and lame, in an open boat, in Hudson's Strait, abandoned
them, and they were never heard of more. The leaders in this mutiny
were killed soon after by the Indians on the coast. Robert Juet, the
companion and journalist of Hudson in former voyages, died of hunger
on shipboard ; and a small remnant of the crew reached Ireland in a
condition of extreme weakness and exhaustion, from hunger and
exposure on the sea.
The humorous account which follows, of the
discoveries of Hendrick Hudson, and of the hardy old navigator
himself, is from "Knickerbocker's History of New York," by
Washington Irving, Book II , Chapter I:
"In the ever-memorable year of our Lord
1609, on a Saturday morning, the five and twentieth day of March, Old
Style, did Master Henry Hudson set sail from Holland, in a stout
vessel called the Half Moon, being employed by the Dutch East India
Company to seek a northwest passage to China. Henry, or, as the Dutch
historians call him, Hendrick, Hudson was a seafaring man of renown,
who had learned to smoke tobacco under Sir Walter Raleigh, and is
said to have been the first to introduce it into Holland, which
gained him much popularity in that country. He was a short, square,
brawny old gentleman, with a double chin, a mastiff mouth, and a
broad coppernose, which was supposed to have acquired its fiery hue
from the constant neighborhood of his tobacco-pipe. He wore a true
Andrea Ferrara (a sword so called), tucked in a leathern belt, and a
commodore's cocked bat on the side of his head. He was remarkable for
always jerking up his breeches when he gave out his orders; and his
voice sounded not unlike the brattling of a tin trumpet, owing to the
number of hard northwesters he had swallowed in the course of his sea-faring
life.
"As chief mate and favorite companion, the
Commodore chose Master Robert Juet, of Limehouse, England. By some
his name has been spelled Chewit, and ascribed to the circumstance
that he was the first man that ever chewed tobacco. He was an old
comrade and early schoolmate of Hudson, with whom he had often played
truant, and sailed chip-boats in a neighboring pond, when they were
boys; from whence, it is said, the Commodore first derived his bias
towards a sea-faring life. Juet wrote a history of the voyage, at the
request of the Commodore, who had an unconquerable aversion to
writing himself, from having received so many floggings about it when
at school.
"Hudson had laid in an abundance of gin
and sour-crout; and every man was allowed to sleep quietly at his
post, unless the wind blew. He acted moreover in direct contradiction
of that ancient and sage rule of the Dutch navigators, who always
took in sail at night, put the helm aport, and turned in; by which
precaution they had a good night's rest, were sure of knowing where
they were the next morning, and stood but little chance of running
down a continent in the dark. He likewise prohibited the seamen from
wearing more than five jackets, and six pairs of breeches, under
pretence of rendering them more alert; and no man was permitted to go
aloft, and hand in sails, with a pipe in his mouth, as is the
invariable Dutch custom at the present day. They ate hugely, drank
profusely, and slept immeasurably; and, being under the especial
guidance of Providence, the ship was safely conducted to the coast of
America, where, on the fourth day of September, she entered that
majestic bay which, at this day, expands its ample bosom before the
city of New York. When Hudson first saw this enchanting island, he is
said to have turned to Master Juet, and uttered these remarkable
words, while he pointed towards this paradise of the new world, -
'See! there!' - and thereupon he did puff out such clouds of dense
tobacco-smoke, that in one minute the vessel was out of sight of
land, and Master Juet was fain to wait until the winds dispersed this
impenetrable fog.
"The river which emptied into the bay, it
is said, was known to the Indians by the name of the Shatemuck;
though we are assured in an excellent little history, published in
1674, by John Josselyn, Gent, that it was called the Mohegan, and
Master Richard Bloome, who wrote some time afterwards, asserts the
same. This river is also laid down in Ogilvy's Map as Manhattan,
Noodrt Montaigne, and Mauritius River."
It is claimed that the name "Hudson"
was first given to the river by the English, at an early date, in
honor of their countryman, who first discovered it; though Irving
speaks of it as first given by the Dutch.
The Indians who, at an early date, were on the
Hudson River, in the present counties of Ulster and Greene, were the
Mingua clans of Minnisinks, Nanticokes, Mincees, and Delawares. They
came from the upper valley of the Delaware, which the Dutch called
"The Land of Baca," and, following the Neversink River and
the Great Esopus Creek, reached the North River. They were called, by
the Dutch, Esopus Indians, from Seepus, a river. It is said that the
Dutch early built a rondout, or fort, near the creek; and hence came
the name of "Rondout," given to the region around the fort.
Wiltwyck, which means "Indian village," was near. The word
"Minnisink," as applied to these Indians, came from the
word "Minnis," or "island," which was in the
upper waters of the Delaware, in the region where the missionary
Brainerd so successfully labored among the Indians. The wigwams of
these River Indians extended through Ulster and Greene counties,
along the river to Kuxakee, or Coxsackie, which means "place of
cut banks," the river there having cut or washed away the banks
by a strong flow or current towards the west. The Indians on the east
side of the river were called Mohiccans, or, by the Dutch, Mohikanders.
Beyond the Minnisinks and other Esopus Indians
on the west side of the river, from Castle Island up, were the fierce
Maguaas, or Mohawks, northward, to the lake of the Iroquois, or
Champlain, west, through the valley of the Mohawk, and south, to the
sources of the Susquehanna.
De Vries, in sailing up the Hudson, April 27,
1640, came to "the Esoopus" where a creek emptied, and the
Indians had some cleared cornland. In the evening they reached
"the Catskill," where there was some open land, on which
the Indians were planting corn. Up to this place the river-banks were
"all stony and hilly, and were thought" unfit for dwellings.
Brown, in his "History of Schoharie,"
relates as a matter of tradition that the Mohawks and the River
Indians being bitter enemies, a battle was fought between the
Mohegans, living east of the river, and the Mohawks, on Wanton
Island, near Catskill, with a view to decide which tribe should have
the honor of naming or choosing a king from their own number. Having
fought a whole day, and the Mohegans getting the advantage of the
Mohawks, the latter tribe retired to another island, where they made
fires and hung their blankets on the bushes, so as to give them the
appearance of men. The Mohegans attacked the blankets in the night,
and being plainly seen by the Mohawks by the light of their fires,
they rushed upon and defeated them. A treaty was then made by which
the Mohawks were to have the king, and the Mohegans were to reverence
them and call them Uncle, as a title of honor.
In a petition of the Catskill Indians to Hon.
John Nanfan, "Lieutenant-Governor and Commander-in-Chief of New
Yorke, in America, and Vice-Admiral of the same," under date of
July 18, 1701, they say, "We are now two hundred fighting-men,
belonging to this County of Albany, from Katskill to Skachkook, and
hope to increase, in a year's time, to three hundred." They say
also that it was then ninety years since Christians (whites) came
among them, and speak of the peace there had ever been between the
two races there. Thus, too, it continued to be. It is said that
Schoharie was first settled by a French Indian, who had been taken
prisoner by the Mohawks, and had married a wife from that tribe; his
father-in-law having sent him to Schoharie, fearing that he might be
killed by the Mohawks, when drunk, as they bated the French Indians.
Others from the Mohawks, Mohegans, Tuscaroras, Delawares, and Oneidas
came to him, until they were three hundred strong, and had chiefs who
pretended to own the whole region around, and sold and gave deeds of it.
The tories among the Catskill Mountains in
Saugerties, Catskill, Hunter, Cairo, and elsewhere, during the
Revolutionary War, were leaders and guides to the Indians in their
expeditions for plundering, burning, taking captives, and murdering
in that region, and had supplies of provisions concealed in the
forest and among the rocks, on as far as the Delaware, Susquehanna,
Chemung, and Genesee rivers, on the pathway of Indians and their
captives to Canada.
In 1778, Captain Long, of Schoharie County, met
there a company of tories from near Catskill, who had been enlisted
by Captain Smith for the British service, under Sir John Johnson,
then at Niagara, whither they were marching. Murphy and Elerson, two
famous marksmen and Indian-fighters from Virginia, who had belonged
to Morgan's celebrated riflemen, at the South, were with Long. As
Smith issued from the woods, in advance of his men, he was shot by
Elerson and Long, and his men fled. Smith and his party had intended
to spend the night with a prominent tory in Schoharie named Service.
Long forthwith led his men there; and Murphy and Elerson, entering
his house, made Service a prisoner. When coming out of his house he
seized an axe, and aimed a blow at the head of Murphy, who quickly
sprung aside, and avoided it, and in a moment Service was killed by
the rifle of Elerson.
Daniel Morgan, to whose celebrated company of
riflemen Murphy and Elerson belonged, was a native of New Jersey, and
born in 1737. When eighteen years of age he went to Virginia; was
with Braddock in his expedition in 1755 as a wagoner; retorted an
insult of a British officer who then tried to run him through with
his sword; whipped the officer; was sentenced to receive five hundred
lashes; fainted when he had received four hundred and fifty, and the
officer, convinced of his wrong, apologized to him. In 1775 he came
to Cambridge, Massachusetts, with his riflemen; in the autumn of that
year was with Arnold in his fearful march of forty days through the
forests of Maine and Canada to Montreal; aided in putting down the
Whiskey Insurrection in Pennsylvania in 1794, was chosen a member of
Congress in 1799, and served two years. His riflemen, a part if not
all of them, were in Schoharie during part of the Revolutionary War.
David Elerson, the companion-in-arms of Timothy
Murphy, was at the head of Otsego Lake in 1779, when ten or twelve
Indians came suddenly upon him; seizing his rifle, he ran for his
life, they hurling their tomahawks at him, one of which nearly cut
off his middle finger. They then pursued him from eleven o'clock
until three. An Indian whom he met fired and made a flesh wound in
his side. Soon after this, exhausted by the race and by loss of
blood, he stopped to drink, when, looking behind him, he saw one of
his pursuers rising over the brow of a hill in the rear. Him he shot;
and, having loaded his rifle, he hid himself in a hollow tree, where
he remained two days, when, crawling out, he found his way to
Cobleskill. In his race of four hours in the forest, he ran
twenty-five miles.
Murphy had distinguished himself as a marksman
in Virginia before he came to Schoharie. He was five feet six inches
high, of a dark complexion, well-proportioned, with an iron frame,
and an eye that would kindle and flash like lightning when he was
excited. He had not a wound nor a scar during all the war. As he had
a double-barreled rifle, the Indians wondered how he could shoot
twice by loading but once. When pursued by the Indians he shot one of
them, with whose gun and and his own he killed three others, when the
rest of them fled, saying that he could shoot all day without
stepping to load his gun.
Lieutenant Boyd, with whom Murphy was when Boyd
was taken prisoner, was a native of Northumberland County,
Pennsylvania, a fine-looking young man, twenty-two years old. Before
leaving Schoharie, on Sullivan's expedition, he secured and betrayed
the affections of a young woman there, who, as he was leaving, said
to him, that if he left without marrying her, she hoped that he would
he cut to pieces by the Indians ; and never, surely, was an
imprecation more fearfully fulfilled; for he was so awfully maimed
and tortured by his savage foes, that I forbear to describe the
horrid living butchery. In his scout with twentyseven or twenty-eight
men he was met, as some say, by five hundred men, under Butler, while
Brant with an equal number was lying in ambush near by, while others
claim that both these forces met them. In the first attempt to break
through the ranks of the enemy, one of Boyd's men was killed, and
many of the enemy. In the second and third onsets seventeen Americans
were killed. The third time they broke through the enemy's ranks, and
Boyd, seeing Murphy in advance of him, followed him, hoping thus to
escape; but he and Parker, who was with him, were soon captured.
Murphy in his flight, having been pursued by
two Indians, fell among the high grass, so that they lost sight of
him; and he, having loaded his gun, moved onwards until he saw an
Indian in front of him ; and, both of them sheltering themselves
behind trees, each sought to shoot the other. At length Murphy placed
his hat on the end of his ramrod, and putting it out so that the
Indian could see it he fired, and as it fell rushed forward to scalp
his enemy, when Murphy shot him through the breast. Mr. Osterhout, in
his letter to me, states that Murphy and his (Osterhout's) father
alone of Boyd's party reached the American camp. Another account
states that Garret Putnam, of Fort Hunter, and a French Canadian
escaped with Murphy.
Boyd, after he was taken, having made signs as
a freemason, to Brant, was assured that he would not be injured.
Afterwards, however, Brant being absent, as Boyd and Parker would not
tell Butler what they knew of Sullivan's plans and movements, he gave
them up to the Indians, to be tortured. After a time, Parker's head
was cut off at a blow; but Boyd was, in the most horrid manner, cut
to pieces, and butchered alive, while his head was sent to a distance
and placed on a post, with a view to gratify his savage foes. A part
of Boyd's own company afterwards found his headless body, and that of
Parker, and buried them under a wild plum-tree, near a stream of
water. In 1841, sixty-two years after their death, their remains were
taken from the earth, near the junction of two streams now bearing
their names, and with imposing ceremonies, in the way of a long
procession, an oration and addresses, were removed to Mount Hope
Cemetery, in the city of Rochester, and buried there. |
After Murphy's return from Sullivan's
expedition, in the summer of 1780, he engaged to marry Margaret,
daughter of Mr. John Feeck, of Middleburg, whom lie had known when
there two years before. She was about eighteen years of age, which
was twelve years younger than Murphy, amiable and virtuous ; and as
her parents were strongly opposed to the match, and closely watched
her, they had Maria Teabout, who was half Indian, to carry messages
between them. To avoid suspicion, she left home barefoot, and plainly
clothed, on pretence of looking for and milking a stray cow, waded
the Schoharie Creek, and met, by agreement, Murphy and his friends,
well armed, who took her in triumph on horseback behind him to the
middle fort, she having come from the upper fort some five or six
miles distant. Her female friends in the fort soon made up an outfit
for her use; her father, who came there for her, was not admitted,
and with male and female friends, Murphy went with her in a wagon to
Schenectady, where he bought her a silk dress, and they were married.
A rich feast and a ball awaited them on their return; they were
reconciled to her parents about a month afterwards, and Murphy's sons
were recently living on the Feeck estate, and may he so still. Murphy
was married October 2, 1780.
A day or two after the marriage feast, Sergeant
Lloyd went with Murphy and three others on a scout, and returned the
thirteenth day after they left, bringing with them to the fort a tory
prisoner from Prattsville. Their return was the evening before the
attack on the forts by Sir John Johnson and Brant, which, as some
say, took place October 16, and others 17, 1780. Late in September,
Johnson left Niagara with five hundred British and German troops, and
came by Sullivan's road to the Susquehanna River, where he was joined
by Brant, who came from Lachine in Canada, with a force of tories and
Indians, so that Johnson had, in all, followers estimated by
different writers at from eight hundred to two thousand men. The
elder Stone, in his life of Brant, thinks that there were near one
thousand five hundred and fifty, while his son, in his biography of
Sir William Johnson, places the number at two thousand. It is said
that two Oneida Indians, having deserted from Johnson, brought to the
forts at Schoharie news of his expedition ; and yet it is claimed
that his troops were first seen by Philip Graft, while they were
kindling a fire at daybreak, one fourth of a mile from the upper
fort. Alarm guns having been fired from this fort, Lieutenant
Spencer, with forty men, was sent forth from the middle fort to learn
the cause of the alarm, when, meeting with Johnson's men, a fight
ensued, and Spencer's force returned towards the fort, Murphy coming
last, and not until the board fence from behind which he fired was
badly splintered by the bullets of the enemy. It is said that when
Murphy was near the fort he shot an Indian eighty yards distant, and
rising to fire again a bullet struck within a few inches of his face,
throwing dirt in his eyes and glancing over his head, when, having
shot another Indian, he entered the fort. Some claim that Murphy and
a few others went out to meet Johnson's men, while Spencer and his
forty men, during the battle, rushed out and prevented the burning of
a barn and several stacks near the fort by the enemy. Contrary to
Johnson's orders, the Dutch church at Middleburg was burned.
There were some two hundred or three hundred
men in the middle fort; and, when near it, Johnson three times sent
three men with a flag of truce towards the fort with favorable terms
of surrender and the promise of good treatment. Major Woolsey, who
commanded the fort, was in favor of surrendering, saying that they
would all be taken and butchered if they did not surrender, and once
he went out of the fort to meet the flag. Each time, however, Murphy
fired on those who bore the flag, not, it is said, with a view at
first to injure them, but to cause them to turn back, as they did.
Woolsey with his pistol threatened to shoot Murphy for disobeying
orders, and the soldiers were ordered to arrest him, but refused to
do so, and rallied around him. Murphy threatened to use his rifle on
Woolsey in self-defense, and Captain Rightmyer, standing by Murphy,
ordered him to fire; and when Woolsey threatened him he raised the
butt of his rifle, club-fashion, assuring him that he would use it on
him if he resorted to violence. Woolsey then retired to the women's
apartments for safety, from whence he was driven out by their taunts
and jeers, and, having crawled around the intrenchments on his hands
and knees, he afterwards met Colonel Kooman in the cellar, where he
had gone for ammunition, to whom he gave up the command of the fort,
and who told him that if he had his sword with him he would run him
through with it. After the battle Woolsey was found covered up in
bed, trembling like a leaf; and he soon left that region.
After the flag of truce was thus three times
driven back, Johnson attacked the fort. He had a small cannon and two
mortars; but two men only were killed in the fort, and two shells
fell within its inclosure, one of which burst without the house,
setting it on fire, but so that a pail of water put it out; while the
other went through the roof, into a room where two women were lying
sick, and exploded in the midst of a pile of feather-beds, which
caused one of the women, who had claimed to be helpless, to make
double-quick time to another part of the fort, so covered with
feathers as to cause her to look much unlike what a philosopher
defined man to be, when he said that he was a two-legged animal
without feathers.
Johnson did not trouble the lower fort, but far
and wide burned houses, barns, and crops, killed about one hundred of
the inhabitants, and took many captives. In one of the Kooman
families three were killed, and eleven men, women and children were
taken prisoners. Sir John Johnson had less talent and far less
influence with the Indians than his father, Sir William Johnson,
though he was much aided by Joseph and Mary, or Molly Brant, in
directing and controlling the redmen. Johnson died in Montreal,
January 4, 1830. After the war, Murphy boasted that he had killed
forty Indians with his own hands, more than half of whom he had
scalped. It seems now to be fully proved, that General Fraser was
shot by Murphy, near Saratoga, though it has been claimed that
another man shot him. Several of Morgan's riflemen having first fired
at him without hitting him, Murphy then fired upon him while he was
riding at full gallop, and brought him to the ground. The General
before his death said that he saw the man who shot him perched in a
tree, which was true of Murphy. After the war, General Fraser's
remains were removed to England.
During the Revolutionary War, a man named
Sawyer was taken prisoner in Schoharie County by seven Indians, who,
having marched eight or ten miles into the wilderness, laid down to
sleep, when Sawyer, having loosed his bonds, carefully drew a hatchet
from the girdle of one of the Indians, with which he killed six of
them, and the other having fled, Sawyer returned home.
Early in April, 1780, Harpersfield was
destroyed, and about the same time Colonel Kooman sent out from
Schoharie Captain Alexander Harper with a scouting party of fourteen
men, who were also to remain for a time in the woods and make
maple-sugar. Brant, on his way from Harpersfield to Schoharie, with
forty-three Indians, and seven tories, came upon Harper and his men
April 7; the first warning of Brant's approach being the death of
three of Harper's party, who were shot, When Brant had taken the
others prisoners, he said, "Harper, I am sorry to find you
here." " Why are you sorry?" said Harper."
Because," replied Brant, "I must kill you, though we were
schoolmates," and raising his tomahawk, as he looked him fully
and closely in the face, asked him if there were any regular troops
in Schoharie ; to which Harper replied that three hundred Continental
troops had been stationed there two or three days before. This was
not true, but Harper wished thus to save the county from pillage and
murder. Twice after this Brant repeated the examination in the most
searching and threatening manner, but Harper firmly adhered to what
he had before said. The Indians wished to kill Harper and his ten
companions, but Brant protected them. The prisoners were heavily
laden with booty, and when they came to the Susquehanna River, they
used floats to carry them. Brant, being sick with the fever and ague,
killed a rattlesnake, and, having made a soup of it ate it and was cured.
While on their journey, Brant sent eleven of
his warriors to Minnisink for prisoners. They took five strong men,
and brought them to Tioga Point, where during the night one of them,
having loosed his hands, released the rest, when with the tomahawks
of the Indians they killed nine of them in their sleep, and struck
the tenth between his shoulders as he was trying to flee from them,
so that one only escaped and reached Brant and his party. Harper and
his men then fully expected to be put to death, but the chief who had
escaped interceded for them and saved their lives, thinking, perhaps,
that the innocent ought not to suffer for the guilty. Their
sufferings on the way to Canada were great, having been forced to eat
meat from the carcass of a horse, and other unsavory food. They were
saved by Brant from running the gauntlet, regard being in this thing
had to Harper, whose niece, Miss Jane Moore, having been taken
prisoner at Cherry Valley, and carried to Canada, had married an
officer of the Niagara garrison, named Powell. Harper and those with
him were sent first to Montreal, then to Chamblee, where they
suffered greatly in prison; after that to Quebec and to Halifax, from
whence they returned to their friends after peace was made in 1783.
David Elerson, the companion-in-arms of Murphy,
seems to have lived in Schoharie long after the Revolutionary War, as
Simms, in his history of that county, often quotes him as authority
for statements which he makes.
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