From: "Faith Keahey" <keahey@cyberhighway.net> To: LONGHUNTERS-L@rootsweb.com Date: Tue, 15 Jun 1999 11:50:03 -0600 Subject: Capt Spencer Records #12 Message-ID: <007d01beb757$8cbbaca0$d632a1d1@keahey> Return-path: <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com> Received: from mx5.boston.juno.com (mx5.boston.juno.com [207.205.100.54]) by x11.boston.juno.com with SMTP id AAA5YPFQAAE42JXA for <hermfagley@juno.com> (sender <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com>); Tue, 15 Jun 1999 14:04:48 -0400 (EST) Received: from bl-11.rootsweb.com (bl-11.rootsweb.com [204.212.38.27]) by mx5.boston.juno.com with SMTP id AAA5YPFP9AFSM8QJ (sender <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com>); Tue, 15 Jun 1999 14:04:47 -0400 (EST) Received: (from slist@localhost) by bl-11.rootsweb.com (8.9.3/8.9.3) id KAA07766; Tue, 15 Jun 1999 10:58:32 -0700 (PDT) Resent-From: LONGHUNTERS-L@rootsweb.com Resent-Date: Tue, 15 Jun 1999 10:58:32 -0700 (PDT) Resent-Sender: LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com Resent-Message-ID: <fZ4NlB.A.N5B.HRpZ3@bl-11.rootsweb.com> X-Status: Read X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 4.72.3110.1 X-Juno-Att: 0 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit About the first of December of this year [1789], Isaac Sellers, my brother Laban's father in law, set out to hunt and took with him a mulatto boy, two horses and his dog. Shortly after, his dog came home, and then we were satisfied that they had been slain by Indians. My brother Laban, John Hughey, and myself set out to hunt for him. The first day we searched on the waters of Locust Creek. The next morning we crossed the dividing ridge, and fell on a small branch of the North Fork of Licking. Going up it, we soon found his camp, where he was lying killed and scalped, his boy and horse taken off. He was lying at the camp on his face, stipped naked. There was a large log within 10 feet from the camp; they had slipped up in the night behind the log, and when he was kindling his fire in the morning, sprung from the log on him, and struck him in the throat, like sticking a hog. This we ascertained was the case, as we saw where they had lain behind the log. He had put some small sticks on the fire, which had burned a small hole in the middle and went out. We carried him about 100 yds, to where a big tree had blown up, and made a deep hole. We laid him in the hole, covered him with a blanket, and cut down all the dirt we could with our tomahawks, on the body. We then placed a large heap of logs over it, to prevent the wolves from getting at it, and then returned home. 1790. I will now relate a dream that I dreamed, though to some it may seem useless, thinking a dream is but a dream. However, I will relate it, and I leave the reader to think what he will of it. About the 1st of March, I set out to hunt with my brother Laban. We hunted off west about 10 miles, and when night fell, went up a small run to its head. After we had encamped, and made a fire, as it was too cold to lay without, we took our horses about 200 yds off and spencilled them, so that if we should be surprised in the night and not get killed, we might get them. We then lay down to sleep, but as it ws dangerous times, we kept all our clothes on except our moccassins, with our shot pouches on, and our guns by our sides, my dog lying by my head. I fell asleep and dreamed that my brother and I had set out to hunt, and where we had hunted. Our going up the run, encamping, and putting out our horses, laying down with our clothes on, my dog laying by my head, everything exactly as it had happened. Then I thought that my dog looked down the run and growled, and that the Indians came rushing on to us, and that it was with much difficulty we made our escape. I awaked, and thought it was but a dream, but soon fell asleep again, and dreamed the same exactly over agains, and waked again. My dog then raised his head looked down the run and growled, just as I dreamed that he did. I then became alarmed, awakened my brother, and told him I suspected the Indians were creeping up on us. I requested him to lay still, till I had raised up and put my moccassins on, then I would lay down, until he had done the same. I supposed that if we both raised up at the same time they would think we were alarmed, and rush on us. Having done so, we both jumped up at once, took up our guns, saddles and blankets, and slipped off to the place where we had put our horses, and sat down, it being about day-break, which was the common time for Indians to make an attack. We then got our horses, set off to hunt, and at night returned home. I thought at the time, and think still, that the Indians were creeping up to us. About the 20th of March [1790], the Indians were on the Ohio, above the mouth of the Scioto, with two prisoners whom they had taken. John May was decending the Ohio in a boat, with 3 men, one of the name of Flinn, but the names of the other two, I have forgotten, and two young women. As soon as they came opposite the Indians, they compelled the prisoners to go on the bank, and raise a lamentable cry, to induce them to land and take them on board, stating that they had been taken captive, but made their escape. But May, thinking it all a deception, madde no attempt to land. They still continued to follow him, and at last being over-persuaded by the women and Flinn, reluctantly consented to land. As soon as the boat struck the bank, the Indians fired on them, killed May and one of the women, and took the rest prisoners. Before the Indians had left the boat, Thomas Marshall of VA, and some other gentlemen, who were decending the Ohio with three boats weakly manned, but heavily laden with horses and store goods, hove in sight. The Indians sprang on board the boat they had taken, compelling the prisoners to assist them, being well manned, soon came opposite to them. They then opened heavy fire on them, who finding that they were not able to cope with the savages, either by fighting or running, abandoned two of their boats with their cargos to the Indians, and all went on board of one boat, and then being well manned shot rapidly ahead. The Indians, seeing themselves fast falling astern, gave up the chase. However, I raised all the men I could without drafting, and marched to Limestone, where we met about 100 men, the exact number not recollected. We crossed the Ohio the same evening and encamped. The next morning we paraded by a brave field-officer, whose name I shall spare, and placed in two ranks or lines of Indian file, with orders to march about 20 yds apart, with Capt John Kenton at the head of one file and myself at the head of the other. He himself rode in front on his fine charger, with Dr. Johnston for surgeon in case of need, with my brother Laban in advance as pilot, whom he had selected, knowing him to be a first rate woodsman. At that time it would seem he had no need of a pilot, as we were to march up the Ohio; however, he found use for a pilot. We marched on in good order for some time; at length we fell on fresh signs of a number of Indians; our commander immediately became alarmed, and said to the pilot, "Let us quit the river and take to the hills." He accordingly steered a NE course, into the hills and knobs, and at length fell on a creek, where more recent traces of Indians were seen. He was again most powerfully alarmed, and said to his pilot, "For God's sake, Recors, make to the river." He then steered a south course, to a small creek, and decended it to the Scioto River. At the mouth of the Scioto River, we found the two boats that had been abandoned by Marshall and his company. All the property was taken away, with the exception of two new stills, which the Indians had no use dor. A great many cakes of chocolate, and papers of pins, lay scattered about on the beach, but spoiled by the rain that had fallen on them. We went on board of the two boats and arrived safely at Limestone, having been commanded by such a brave, courageous and warlike officer. Of the number of days we were out I have no certain recollection. Hard is the heart that cannot feel For cowards when distressed; Who will not drop one tear of grief And pray they may find rest. cont. ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj.

In a message dated 6/15/99 1:14:42 AM, hermfagley@juno.com wrote: <<DONAL,[not Donald] WEST,of FT WAYNE,iN is exprt on your line.Spiritgrny@aol.com has your West's,I think ______________________________________>> Thanks so much for your reply. I know about the Wests but am seeking info on the STEWARTS. I will check with both to see if they have any and hope others out there might know something. My best, Stephanie

From: "Faith Keahey" <keahey@cyberhighway.net> To: LONGHUNTERS-L@rootsweb.com Date: Mon, 14 Jun 1999 23:03:21 -0600 Subject: Capt Spencer Records #11 Message-ID: <007701beb6ec$74a8a8e0$a632a1d1@keahey> Return-path: <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com> Received: from mx2.boston.juno.com (mx2.boston.juno.com [207.205.100.55]) by x11.boston.juno.com with SMTP id AAA5YM2HSAWC5NF2 for <hermfagley@juno.com> (sender <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com>); Tue, 15 Jun 1999 01:13:20 -0400 (EST) Received: from bl-11.rootsweb.com (bl-11.rootsweb.com [204.212.38.27]) by mx2.boston.juno.com with SMTP id AAA5YM2HSADJWVJ2 (sender <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com>); Tue, 15 Jun 1999 01:13:20 -0400 (EST) Received: (from slist@localhost) by bl-11.rootsweb.com (8.9.3/8.9.3) id WAA27775; Mon, 14 Jun 1999 22:11:39 -0700 (PDT) Resent-From: LONGHUNTERS-L@rootsweb.com Resent-Date: Mon, 14 Jun 1999 22:11:39 -0700 (PDT) Resent-Sender: LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com Resent-Message-ID: <hryMwD.A.2xG.KCeZ3@bl-11.rootsweb.com> X-Status: Read X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 4.72.3110.1 X-Juno-Att: 0 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit This spring I was elected Captain, and recieved my commission from the Governor of VA, to take rank 27 May 1789. About the same time, a small station settled on the Ohio, at the mouth of Lee's creek, about 8 miles from us. Sometime in May, Amos Woods and his wife, who lived in the station, came to my father's on a visit, and put his horses in a small pasture near the house. That day I was ploughing near the house, and after dark I put my horses out in the woods, which I did every night, for fear the Indians would steal them. He refused to put his out, thinking there was no danger. In the morning they were gone, and mine safe. The Indians had been watching us, saw me ploughing and thought my horses were in the field. Their tracks were on the ploughed ground, not 20 yds from the house, where they had been in search of them. Some time after that, Woods crossed the Ohio to hunt; in the evening on his return to his canoe, it was supposed that he discovered Indians, for he was heard to halloo, and was seen running by the people of the station, but they could not help him, he was killed and scalped. This summer [1789] a gentleman by the name of Coleman came from VA to Washington. Having land on Licking, he got Simon Kenton to go and show him his land, and as it was dangerous times, he hired 10 armed men to go with him. They set off from Washington, 12 of them, and passing about 5 miles south of us, fell onto an old buffalo path, that lead down to Camp Creek. About noon, they came to where the path crossed the creek, slanting down it about 50 yds to the point of a bluff on the left hand side. The bluff was about 6' high, and the ground fell back lower from the bluff. After they had crossed the creek, they turned up it about 50 yds, where the woods were open, clear of underbrush, and plenty of pea-vine. There they halted to refresh themselves, and let their horses feed, placing a sentry at the creek. The bluff would completely hide them from the Indians, should they follow. That same day I set out to hunt in company of Tobias Woods; when we came to the path, we saw the trail of a number of horses going down it, and not knowing that white men were out, we supposed that the Indians had been to Washington and stolen horses. I said to Tobias, "Let us follow them, and if we can come up with them, we will fire on them, and try to kill a couple of them, probably the rest will run and leave the horses, so we can get them; but if they turn on us, we must run." Having agreed to this, we threw down our hats, and ran down a path a mile when we came to the creek. Hearing a horse snort, I said, "There they are." We stopped to see that our guns were well primed and in good order. Just as we came to the creek the sentry saw us. At that time both of us had black hair and were bareheaded. Both of us had dark-colored hunting shirts. Supposing us to be Indians, he ran to the company, and told them that the Indians were following them. We caught a glimpse of him running, knew that we were discovered, and treed ourselves to see what we had to do. The company being alarmed, some started to run, we then heard Kenton halloo, "Stand your ground; not a man run." Knowing it to be the voice of a white man I halloed and he answered. We went over to them and told them that we had been following them, as we thought they were Indians who had stolen horses. Coleman asked me, what we two thought we could have done with so many of them, if they had been Indians. I told him we intended to kill a couple of them, and we thought the rest would run and leave the horses, so we could get then, but if they did not run, but turned on us, then we must run too. He said, if we would go with us, he would give us each 50 cents a day in cash. I told him we could not do it, for if we did not return home at night, our people would think us killed by Indians. We went back, got our hats and went on hunting. Some 15 or 20 years afterwards, when I was residing in the state of Ohio, which was the last time I saw Kenton, I travelled with him about 20 miles. After talking over many incidents that occurred while we were acquainted in KY, such as hunting, following Indians and the like, he mentioned Woods and our following them that day. He said he thought he had men he could depend on, from the wat he had heard the brag and boast, but he found that if it had not been for him, they would have run and left their horses. I should have suppose that Gen Kenton would have known better from his long acquaintance with men, and living a great part of his life in danger of Indians. It is well established fact, that the more men brag and boast when there is no danger, the less may be expected of them when they think there is danger. This brings to my mind a saying of Jane Sproul, a little girl, when we were living in PA in 1779. We had left home for fear of the Indians, and were living at her father's. Her brother Hugh and James Roberts were sitting by the fire, boasting and bragging about what great things they could do among the Indians. After hearing them for sometime she said, "It is easy to fight Indians, sitting in the chimney corner, with your bellies full of mush and milk." Although this was the saying of a little girl about 11 years of age, it is full of good sense. Had they been far from home, in the Indian country, and half starved, as many a poor fellow has often been, perhaps they would have different feelings. cont ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj.

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Dear Roxanne, I am sending this e-mail as I have nothing to send snail mail. Jean Tolle told me that she forward to you the information that she found on the Ramseys. But just to follow up there were no George Browns on the 1900/1910 census list. I did get to Brown Co. and had time to review the 1880, 1870 Union TWP and Jefferson TWP census as well and there was no George. Everyone but. Sarah Boone is very famous in Ohio, but not as a Ramsey. As Sarah Boone Brooks Montgomery. I am sorry. I joined both the Adams and Brown Co. Historical Society so I will keep your note and if I come across your George I will let you know. Interesting to note that while I found my Hosea Sowers in 1910 I could not trace him anywhere else. I am thinking that since his boy was Alexander that Hosea was Alexander H. You might have that same problem. And the Federal Adams Co.Tiffin TWP , census does have a George Ramsey in 1820, perhaps a relative to your George. Jan <>< _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com

Hello. I am looking for information on my ancestor Levinah Louise STEWART (sometimes written Lavina in censuses). She was born 20 Feb 1794 in KY and died 21 Oct 1868 in Byrd TWP, Brown County, OH. Her father was named Joseph and her mother was Levinah ?. 16 Jan 1817 she married John WEST in Adams County, OH. I would very much knowing about her ancestry. Thank you, Stephanie Colorado

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From: "Faith Keahey" <keahey@cyberhighway.net> To: LONGHUNTERS-L@rootsweb.com Date: Sun, 13 Jun 1999 10:31:54 -0600 Subject: Capt Spencer Records #9 Message-ID: <00af01beb5ba$4f1d0900$cf32a1d1@keahey> Return-path: <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com> Received: from mx5.boston.juno.com (mx5.boston.juno.com [207.205.100.54]) by x11.boston.juno.com with SMTP id AAA5YHZ3RAM9KMG2 for <hermfagley@juno.com> (sender <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com>); Sun, 13 Jun 1999 12:41:19 -0400 (EST) Received: from bl-11.rootsweb.com (bl-11.rootsweb.com [204.212.38.27]) by mx5.boston.juno.com with SMTP id AAA5YHZ3RAAH8NWA (sender <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com>); Sun, 13 Jun 1999 12:41:18 -0400 (EST) Received: (from slist@localhost) by bl-11.rootsweb.com (8.9.3/8.9.3) id JAA08789; Sun, 13 Jun 1999 09:40:16 -0700 (PDT) Resent-From: LONGHUNTERS-L@rootsweb.com Resent-Date: Sun, 13 Jun 1999 09:40:16 -0700 (PDT) Resent-Sender: LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com Resent-Message-ID: <Ynw8-B.A.MJC.w79Y3@bl-11.rootsweb.com> X-Status: Read X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 4.72.3110.1 X-Juno-Att: 0 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In July I again set off for PA after my father's money, and met a company at Stroud's station, 14 miles east of Lexington. About 40 men met, all armed. I met there John Gosset, a young man, with whom I had been acquainted with in PA. We took a trace, that had been lately marked out, passing the mud lick, at that time a very noted place. crossing Licking, and proceeded on over a very rough and mountainous part of the country, crossing the great Kanawha at Morris' station, a little below the mouth of Gauley river. Above the mouth of this river it is called New River. We then took an old cut out road, that led to Green-brier Court-house, now Lewisburgh, which was 86 miles. At this place the company seperated. Gosset and myself travelled in company; we proceeded up the big levels, crossed the Droop mountain, and up the little levels to the Clover lick, keeping Greenbrier river all the way on the right hand. At this lick, we took a trace to the left hand, crossed a mountain, and fell on the head of the Tygart valley fork of the Monongalela river, which we decended. This valley had been settled, but the inhabitants had all moved off, for fear of the Indians, and had not yet returned. The Monongahela and Tygart both run north, and interlock with the Little Kanawha, Gauley, and Elk rivers in the Greenbrier mountain. Before we came to the mouth of Tygart, we left it on the left hand and passing through the Monongahela glades, proceeded down to Brownsville. I went to the man that owed my father the money, but did not get it. I took a judgement bond on him, with a stay of execution for one year. I then returned on down the Ohio in a family boat. This fall [1787], the Indians killed Lot Masters and Hezakiah Wood near Washington [see Shane's "Collections" III, 152 - they were killed in spring 1786 - LCD], when they were hunting, and scalped Thomas Talmage, a boy about 12 years of age at Lee's station, about 2 miles from Washington. He was sitting near a fire after night, they had to cook in the day time. The Indians jumped on him, and took his scalp, doing no other injury. He got well, but never grew hair on his head again. About the same time, hunters ser out from Stockton's station to hunt on Fox creek. At night they made a fire, and lay by it. The Indians fired on them, and killed one of the Stocktons; the others sprang up and ran. An Indian threw a tomahawk, and hit one of them on the back, but fortunately it was not on the edge, and he escaped; but their horses and guns fell into the hands of the Indians. It was supposed that the savages had fell on their trail, dogged them till night and fell on them while they slept. This winter I learned the art of surveying in Washington with Zachariah Thompson, and bought a compass chain, scale and dividers from David Brod(e)rick, for which I gave him $34.12.5 cents. In March 1788, the Indians stole horses from John Kenton's stations, two miles from Washington. The horses were in the stable, not far from the station; the door was bolted in the inside with a wooden bolt. Not being able to open it, they uncovered the roof on the side from the station, sufficient for them to get in, cut the bolt with their tomahawks, and took off the horses. The men heard them at it, but were afraid to go out. In the morning, one of them ran to Washington. 15 of us crossed the river at Limestone, and took down the river till we found their trail; at night we came to White-oak creek, which is a very crooked rapid-running stream. They took an old buffaloe road, which led up the stream; crossing it at every bend, at the time about waist deep. We had to hold two or three together to enable us to cross it. We crossed it 8 times that night by moonlight, and twice next morning before sunrise. The trail then left the creek, and steered a NE course, we pursued rapidly, and soon came to a place where they halted and made a small fire, but did not appear that they had stayed there long; we pursued on, and about noon we came to a place where and Indian had been watching the trail on horseback; we supposed he had discovered us, as he had ridden off at full speed. We ran hastily on about a mile, and came to their camp. They had fled, but their fire was still burning. This camp was large, so they had been there for some time. There were tracks of children in the ashes. We there held a council whether to pursue them farther or not. Knowing their mode of warfare, and believing that they had discovered us, we were aware that if they thought they could not stand us, they would scatter in the woods and we could not find them, but if they thought they could stand us, they would waylay us in some convenient place, take the first fire and we might be defeated, as there were but 15 of us. We therefore concluded to pursue them no farther, and so returned home. The camp was near where Newmarket now stands. Sometime this spring (1788), I ran a strait line with my compass to my father's land, from Washington, and struck about 20 yards from the spring, where my father afterwards built his house at, which was 6 miles, and marked the mile trees. This line was some time afterwards cut out and made part of the road to Cincinnati. About the same time John Machir settled a station, half a mile east of my afther's land; to this station my father moved, but cleared ground and raised a crop of corn on his own land. We had to get meat by hunting, and pursue the same course of life, as when we lived in Washington. In August, I again set off for PA after money for my father, and met the company at the Crab Orchard, which place is in Lincoln Co, KY. We took the road to Cumberland Gap, being the route by which the Virginians reached KY and passed over into Powell's Valley. There the company seperated; some of us turned east, leaving all the waters of KY, Licking and Sandy to the left hand. Jeramiah Meeks, John Woods and myself travelling in company, crossing some of the head waters of the Clinch river, which takes its rise in Tazewell Co, VA, and runs SW. It is one of the main branches of the Tennessee, and interlocks with the Big Sandy. We then fell on the Blue Stone, a small river, which rising in Giles Co, VA, interelocks with Clinch and Big Sandy, and runs east into New River, above the mouth of Green-brier river. We crossed New River at English's Ferry, and after crossing Green-brier river, proceeded on to Green-brier Court-house. There Meeks left us, and we took the same route which I had followed the preceeding year, and arrived PA, where I collected the money due my father. I then went to the State of Deleware, to see the place of my nativity, and on my return home, crossed Susquehanna at Havre-de-grace, where the river is one mile wide. I then passed through Baltimore, and returned home down the Ohio in a family boat, having been four months absent from home. cont ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj.

From: "Faith Keahey" <keahey@cyberhighway.net> To: LONGHUNTERS-L@rootsweb.com Date: Sat, 12 Jun 1999 18:45:51 -0600 Subject: Capt Spencer Records #7 Message-ID: <002f01beb536$25408780$b832a1d1@keahey> Return-path: <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com> Received: from mx1.boston.juno.com (mx1.boston.juno.com [207.205.100.50]) by x11.boston.juno.com with SMTP id AAA5YGAM4ACDW5NS for <hermfagley@juno.com> (sender <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com>); Sat, 12 Jun 1999 20:55:22 -0400 (EST) Received: from bl-11.rootsweb.com (bl-11.rootsweb.com [204.212.38.27]) by mx1.boston.juno.com with SMTP id AAA5YGAM3AYGX3K2 (sender <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com>); Sat, 12 Jun 1999 20:55:21 -0400 (EST) Received: (from slist@localhost) by bl-11.rootsweb.com (8.9.3/8.9.3) id RAA23330; Sat, 12 Jun 1999 17:54:02 -0700 (PDT) Resent-From: LONGHUNTERS-L@rootsweb.com Resent-Date: Sat, 12 Jun 1999 17:54:02 -0700 (PDT) Resent-Sender: LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com Resent-Message-ID: <oKfMrB.A.ZsF.qEwY3@bl-11.rootsweb.com> X-Status: Read X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 4.72.3110.1 X-Juno-Att: 0 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit The 29th of August, I set off from Limestone for PA, after money for my father, in a canoe, in company with Abner Overfield, a man by the name of Blair, and another whose name I have forgotten, four of us, which was dangerous, as wehad to keep near the shore. We often saw fresh signs of Indians, but did not see any of them. One day a heavy shower of rain fell; we got very wet; after the rain we saw more signs of Indians, and at night thought it best to lay in the canoe. We had sometimes lain on the bank, and made fire. Getting very chilly, Overfield said, "The Indians are not as thick as trees in the woods; I will have a fire." I went with him on the bank, made a fire, and lay by it. The other two chose to lay in the canoe. Next morning, short;y before we started, we saw the fresh track of an Indian, who had come down the bank to the river. We went on till we came to the mouth of Fishing Creek, at that time and place it was about 50 yards from the bank to the water, we had to keep about 40 yards out in the river, it was so shallow. Between us and the beach, we saw a raft laying. I told them to stop the canoe, and I would go see if it was fresh. Upon examination I came to the conclusion, that they had just crossed on it. Shortly after, we heard as it were, turkies yelping on the banks. Supposing it to be Indians trying to decoy us ashore, as we were too far off from them to shoot us, we went on and passed the mouth of the creek. Just above the creek was a plantation, and a path down the bank. Supposing that people were living thee, I and another ran up the banl, to let them know about the signs we had seen. We found the place deserted. There was a field of corn with hogs in it, one of which had just been killed by the Indians, whose tracks looked as fresh as our own. We then crossed the river to the Indian side, and at night we crossed over to a plantation on the Virginia side, where we stayed overnight, and arrived at Wheeling the next evening. The people with whom we stayed the preceding night, were loading a keel-boat to move up to Wheeling, and also arrived there. In the morning, I set off, and went to the man that owed my father the money, but did not get it. I then took water at the mouth of the Youghiogany. This fine little river takes its rise in Virginia, and runs through the NW corner of MD, west of the Allegany mountains, then passed Laurel-Hill, and part of Fayette, Wsetmoreland and Allegheny counties, entering the Monongahela in Allegheny Co, 12 miles above Pittsburg [that is SE of Pittsburgh, the river flowing NW JCL] by a mouth 150 yards wide. I returned home down the Ohio in a family boat. In May 1787, Col Todd came with a company of men from Lexington, to go in search of Indians on the Scioto, and Paint creek, and raised some men in Washington (KY). He crossed the Ohio with his men, 170 in all, at Limestone, and proceeded tpwards Old Chillicothe, on the North fork of Paint creek. After we has crossed the Sunfish mountain, we fell on a camp of 4 Indians, three men and a boy. We killed two of them, and took the other two prisoners. That day a heavy shower of rain fell; we got all wet, and at night encamped on the old Indian path. As the moon gave light, 13 of us turned out, to go in search of the Indian camp, which the prisoner had informed us of. We left our provisions and blankets in camp, took the path, went about 5 miles, till we came to a small creek. We heard dogs bark, and bells, about a quarter mile off, up the creek. We concluded to stay there, slip up to their camp before day, and to fire on them at daylight. We tied our horses, made a small fire, thinking it best not to make a large one. Two of our men, not thinking it safe to attack them ourselves, set off back for more assistance, and left us sitting around our little fire, hungry. wet and cold. About day-light, about 40 men came on, and without making a halt to consult us as to what would be the best to do, rode hastily on, so that before we could get our horses and mount, we fell nearly in the rear. They rode up to the camp, alarmed the dogs; the men all made their escape, so that they only took three squaws prisoners. Flanders Callaway shot an old squaw, which he should not have done. I saw her lying on her face with her back naked. She ws much pitted with the small pox, which I think they got among them, when they killed the family at Blue Licks in 1784. We got horses, and a great many articles, such as twilled bags, pewter, and etc. which they got by plundering the people that moved from VA to KY. The rest of the men coming up, the plunder was all divided among the companies. The men raised at Washington composed one company. The plunder was sold at vendue on the spot; our part amounted to 43 shillings for each man. We then set off for home, and at night encamped on a branch of Sunfish creek, where the Indian man had made his escape. cont From: "Faith Keahey" <keahey@cyberhighway.net> To: LONGHUNTERS-L@rootsweb.com Date: Sun, 13 Jun 1999 00:18:37 -0600 Subject: Capt Spencer Records #8 Message-ID: <003e01beb564$a1fe30a0$9732a1d1@keahey> Return-path: <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com> Received: from mx2.boston.juno.com (mx2.boston.juno.com [207.205.100.55]) by x11.boston.juno.com with SMTP id AAA5YGV67A3S2MKA for <hermfagley@juno.com> (sender <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com>); Sun, 13 Jun 1999 02:28:45 -0400 (EST) Received: from bl-11.rootsweb.com (bl-11.rootsweb.com [204.212.38.27]) by mx2.boston.juno.com with SMTP id AAA5YGV67AQMX63S (sender <LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com>); Sun, 13 Jun 1999 02:28:45 -0400 (EST) Received: (from slist@localhost) by bl-11.rootsweb.com (8.9.3/8.9.3) id XAA14409; Sat, 12 Jun 1999 23:26:46 -0700 (PDT) Resent-From: LONGHUNTERS-L@rootsweb.com Resent-Date: Sat, 12 Jun 1999 23:26:46 -0700 (PDT) Resent-Sender: LONGHUNTERS-L-request@rootsweb.com Resent-Message-ID: <rOKu9.A.AhD.l80Y3@bl-11.rootsweb.com> X-Status: Read X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 4.72.3110.1 X-Juno-Att: 0 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit This spring, two men, Smith a Yankee and Thomas a Welshman, set out from washington early in the morning to hunt their horses, and found them in a cane break about half a mile from Washington. The horses were in a small open place, one on each side. Each man went to his horse. Smith discovered Indians about 10 steps from him in the edge of the cane, with their guns pointed at him; he had no time to run. but went up to them. They told him to call the other man to come to them. Thomas had not yet seen them when Smith called to him. Inplace of jumping in the cane and clearing himself, as easily he could have done, he went up to them. They kept them all day in the cane break. There were four Indians and a white man who told them he was taken as a child from Lancaster Co, PA. After night they went to Lee's station, about two miles from Washington, and tried to get horses out of a small pasture near the station, but the dogs were so fierce they could not get them. They made several attempts, but were driven back by the dogs. They then set off for the Ohio river, and on the river hill, about four miles from Washington, told their prisoners to go home. Thomas set off at the word go, but Smith told them he could not go without his horse, this they refused to give up. He took out his steel tobacco box, and said he would give them that for his horse. The Indian took it, and was for keeping it and his horse both. Smith told him he was not honest, to keep his horse and his box both, he then returned the box to him saying, "Take it." Thomas was calling on Smith to come, but the old Yankee was still contending for his horse. The white man told hime he had better go, as the Indians were getting mad, and if he made them mad, they would kill him. [1787] He then set off, and about daylight arrived in town. This was what I never heard Indians doing, either before or since. cont ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj.

Christine: I just finished printing. Downloaded the graphics to the hard drive, open them with my jpeg viewer, each printed as 1 page - one set to landscape view and the other in portrait view. Set the printing to "best" and you should be able to read most of the print at that size. Ron cwelch wrote: > Skip, > thanks for the great map and legends on Ky forts, any suggestions on the > best way to print it??? I tried landscape and it printed 7 pages but it only > got about half of what was there. > Christine Welch Harrison > Canton, Ohio cwelch@neo.rr.com > > ==== OHADAMS Mailing List ==== > Help Instructions at: http://www.zoomnet.net/+AH4-chipmunk/SurnamesMail.html > or contact Betty at: chipmunk@zoomnet.net > Archives: http://searches.rootsweb.com/cgi-bin/listsearch.pl?surname=OHAdams > Your gracious donations to RootsWeb makes this all possible!! > Rootsweb: http://www.rootsweb.com/ -- ___________________________________________________ Ronald L. Whitaker Preferred: whitaker@frognet.net Alternate: whitaker@ohiou.edu http://members.xoom.com/whitaker http://frognet.net/+AH4-whitaker ___________________________________________________ "You live in a dangerous place when you sacrifice integrity for security." - Amy Grant, 1997 ___________________________________________________ Primary grandparental lines: Whitaker/Vaughan and Stone/McCleese. Beginning as early as 1790, they arrived in KY from MD, PA, NC and VA. Paternal: Brown, Dawson, Fletcher, Ford, Harvey, Karns, Vaughan, Teague, Walker, Whitaker, Wilson, Yates. Maternal: Campbell, Cooper, Davis, Duncan, Jordan, Knighton, Lewellyn, McCleese, Osborne, Pierce, Smith, Stafford, Stone, Tackett, Zorn(e)s ___________________________________________________

Skip, thanks for the great map and legends on Ky forts, any suggestions on the best way to print it??? I tried landscape and it printed 7 pages but it only got about half of what was there. Christine Welch Harrison Canton, Ohio cwelch@neo.rr.com

Very good map, will be removed June 30. http://www.precision-lock.com/sub3/kyforts.htm

There is a re-created only Clermont Co Oh CENSUS. There is an 1810 Ohio Property Owners list. FREDRICK LONG'S Miami Township is many miles from LEWIS TOWNSHIP. The major towns,Milford and Higginsport,are at the far edges,but the near cornersof the 2 townships. would be about Perintown to Poetown,which is 25 miles,at last. I fond,1802,a WM LONG IN PLEASANT TWNSP,which adj LEWIS TO THE EAST. And there is always Ky to the south. ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj.

Dear Subscribers, I am trying to locate a Margaret Barrett who may have been in Adams county around 1810. She was born April 20, 1793 in VA. I don't know her parentage. There was a John Barrett and wife Frances that lived in Adams County around this same time frame. Could Margaret have been a child of this couple? Does anyone have information on John & Frances? Thank you. John J. Long

Hello, Looking for information on Hammer Barnes. He married Mary Coleman. Children: William Barnes born 1885 married Cora Chamblin, Milby Barnes,Findley Barnes,Bertha Barnes, and Emma Barnes. Does anyone have information on this family? Thanks for your help. Janet~

My Silas Marvin family was in Ontario, Canada before coming to Adams County, Ohio according to the census records that states that Silas' son, Ira Marvin was born in Canada about 1800-1801 time period. Did anyone else's families go into Canada before coming to Adams County, Ohio?

Looking for any information on this couple. Not sure when they were married or where exactly but I believe it was around or in Adams co. Ohio...Their daughter Sarah Ann JOBE (Inlow) was born in 1845... Thanks Jodie -- SURNAMES: Mine: CLINE, GREEN, GORDON, HARGRAVE, INLOW, JOBE, MCCARTY, MILEY,ODER, RIGGS, SMALLEY, STULTZ, WASHBURN (OH,TX) Husband's: GEOGHAGAN, HEWITT,LEE, MOORE,RIVERS, SHIVER (FL,GA,SC)

Hello fellow lists members...... :-) Do know this is an off topic subject........ please, forgive me, ahead of time............ but, just for informational purposes for those who may be interested ......... :-) To let you know that a Highland County, OH Family Genealogy Webpages webring has been set up to try and collect as many family information sites in one spot as possible for the county.......... :-) If your homepages contains info about Highland County, OH and you would like to join, please, travel to the following url and follow its instructions: http://www.angelfire.com/ri/rindasoul/ring.html Thank you......... your help in this collection will be very appreciated...... :-D Rinda Lynn Ferguson -- Highland County, OH :-)