Among the following information on Patrick Porter who is my 5th great- grandfather, there are quite a few other SW_VA surnames. Descendants of Patrick Porter 1 Patrick Porter b: May 01, 1737 in PA d: 1807 in Falling Creek, Scott Co., VA .. +Susanna Ann Walker b: March 31, 1739 in VA m: Abt 1756 in Guilford Co., NC d: Abt 1814 in Floyd Co., KY Father: John Walker III Mother: Ann Houston .MY LINE:. 2 John Walker Porter ...... +Martha Patsy Hutchinson m: January 31, 1789 Father: George Hutchinson Mother: Green .. 2 Patrick Porter, Jr. b: 1776 ...... +Elizabeth Pendleton .. 2 Samuel Porter ...... +Mary "Polly" Alley .. 2 Susanna Ann Porter ...... +John Montgomery b: 1764 Father: Alexander Montgomery Mother: Martha Walker .. 2 Mary Porter ...... +Andrew Cowan The following story comes from Dr. Henry Martin's book "Pickin Up The Porters" and is found on pages 117-119. <<<<<<<<< The Indian Missionary >>>>>>>>>>> It seems very strange indeed that an Indian boy would want to become a missionary among the white people. But there was such a boy. His name was Dale, and he belonged to the Mingo tribe which lived on the Ohio River. Patrick Porter, who had a fort near Falling Creek on Clinch River, went with the Clinch Valley troops to fight Cornstalk at Point Pleasant in 1774. One night after the troops were told they could go home, there came to Patrick Porter's camp fire the notorious Chief Logan. Chiel Logan, tall and reddish-brown, clad in a hunting coat, moccasins and leggins, tapped Patrick Porter on the shoulder and said, "You are Patrick Porter. You live on CLinch RIver. I have been to your fort. Many times I could have killed you, but I would not. You good man. You good father to children who lived near your fort." Patrick Porter reached out a hand. The Indian chief shook it. "What can I do for you, Chief Logan?" Patrick Porter asked. "Much," said the chief. "Not for me but for a friend of mine." "What is it, Chief Logan?" Patrick Porter held to his long rifle. A coon tail hanging from his cap flapped in the wind. The air was chill. Leaves rustled as they swept along over the woodland floor. It was autumn. Out of the dark came an Indian boy. He was naked, save moccasins on his feet and a piece of deer skin about his loins. "This is Dale," the Indian chief said. Patrick Porter shook hands with the boy. "Glad to know you, Dale," he said. The boy merely grunted. The campfire crackled. A flame leaped up, lighting Dale's tired face. Away in the woods an owl hooted. Chief Logan put a hand on Patrick Porter's shoulder again. "White people kill all of Dale's family. Kill all of his kin. Now he wants to go with white men and learn to read from their books. He wants to preach the word of God." Patrick Porter was amazed. He said, "The white people kill your relatives, yet you want to go and live with them?" Dale nodded. "He want to go with good white people, like you, Capt. Porter. And I know you are good. I pick you to take him." Patrick Porter stooped and threw a fresh stick of wood onto the fire. Sparks flew. Smoke twisted up in a spiral and was snatched by the wind. "Chief Logan," Patrick Porter said, "we white people need to do some kind deed for your people because the whites have been cruel. Especially have they been cruel to your people, Chief Logan." "Uh! Very cruel," Chief Logan grunted. HE folded his arms across his big chest. "Then Patrick Porer will take Dale?" "I should like very much to take him," Patrick Porter replied. He paused and leaned heavily on his gun. Then he added, "But I am afraid to take him. The Migoes are still angry with the white people. They will follow me to my home and kill me for taking the boy." "No, no!" said Chief Logan, shaking his head. "We will fix that someway." "I'm afraid we can't," Patrick Porter said. "Now you take him away before your tribesmaen come. The war is over. Let's spill no more blood." Chief Logan and the Indian boy went away into the woods. The trees seemed to cry. Patrick Porter felt bad. He lay down by the fire, but he could not sleep. He wondered whether Chief Logan would bring Indain braves and attack his camp. Early next morning Patrick Porter, lying near the campfire, heard the leaves rustle. He leaped up, gun in hand, ready to shoot. But after one close look he let the gun barrel drop. There before him stood the boy Dale, alone. In his hand was a scrap of paper. He reached it toward Patrick Porter who took it, turned to the firelight, and read in English which he knew a white man had written. But to the note was Chief Logan's name. The note read: "Mr. Porter, I ask you again to take Dale. I have fixed it so Mingoes won't follow. I told them that Dale had been drowned in the river whitle crossing." Patrick Porter shook his head. "I cannot take you," he said. "I tell you the Mingoes will find you. They will kill me and all my people." The Indain boy reached out his hands, pleading. He did not speak. Patrick Porter's heart was touched too deeply for him to keep on saying no. "Very well,'" he finally said. "I will let you go. I shall risk it. Now lie down here by the fire and rest." Dale traveled all the way to the Clinch River with Patrick Porter and lived with him at the fort on Falling Creel near the river. He was a happy lad, and he really tried to learn. Little by little he came to understand English words. Then he begged to be taught to read and write. Patrick Porter saw to it that he had a tutor. Patrick Porter was himself a student of the Bible, and he interested the Indain boy in it's stories. After a few years, Dale was able to read for himself. "You need more name than Dale," Patrick told him one day. "and I am giving you the name Arter. From now on you are Arter Dale." "Good," said Dale, thumping his youthful chest. "I like the name Arter Dale." The boy grew to manhood, and there on Clinch River he married a white girl. Today, many are the people who pride themselves in having in their veins the blood of Arter Dale. Arter became a leader in his community. He became a convert to Christianity and later joined the Methodist Church. For many years he served the Church as a minister preaching to the white people along the river valley. SOURCE: History of Scott County, Virginia. notes: As you can tell after reading the above story, the author of the above more than likely took liberty with embellishing the prose of the story and making it sound mre exciting and poetic. But the underlying truth remains, there was a man named ARTER DALE and he did live and die as was stated in the above story. One Dale Carter was killed by the Indians. There was another Dale Carter also there at the same time. Arter Dale and Dale Carter were two different people. Dale Carter descends from Capt. Thomas CARTER of the Rev. War and his wife Katherine DALE. Apparently, Patrick Porter and John Walker, and people who moved into southwest Virginia at this period of time, first bought their land from the Loyal Land Company. They then lived on this land for several years and the State of Virginia decided to have everyone prove that they actually owned the land they were living on and then give out "new" state land grants to the ones that could prove ownership. Patrick Porter Land Grant No. 1 Patrick Henry, Esquire, Governor of the Commonwealth of Virginia, To all Whom these presents shall come, Greeting, Know ye, that by virtue of a certificate in Right of Settlement given by the Commissioners for Adjusting the titles to unpatented Lands in the District of Washington and Montgomery and in consideration of the Ancient Composition of one pound sterling paid by Patrick Porter into the Treasury of this Commonwealth, there is granted by the said Commonwealth unto the said Patrick Porter a certain Tract or Parcel of Land containing one hundred and eight five acres by survey bearing date, the twenty fifth day of March, one thousand seven hundred and eighty three, lying and being in the County of Washington on both sides of Falling Creek, a south branch of Clinch River and bounded as followeth, TO WIT, BEGINNING on the North bank of said creek, at a buckeye and two small elms and running thence, South forty three degrees, West sixty two poles crossing the creek often to a large white oak and on the top of a ridge, North sixty seven degrees, West ninety one poles to a large poplar on a rocky knob, South eighty one degrees, West thirty eight poles to a sugar tree and turn at the foot of said knob, North thirty five degree West one hundred and eight poles to a rock and dogwood sapling near the top of a ridge, North Thirty degrees, East eighty four poles to a white oak on said ridge, South seventy two degrees, East one hundred and forty poles to an ash on the top of a ridge, North sixty one degrees, East forty one poles to an ash and sugar sapling on the east side of a ridge, North ten degrees, East thirty eight poles crossing the creek to two white oaks on the bank of the same, thence, South five degrees, East one hundred and sixty seven poles to the Beginning with its Appurtenances to have and to hold, the said tract or parcel of land, with its apppurtenances to the said Patrick Porter and his Heirs forever. In Witness whereof, the Patrick Henry Esq., Governor of the Commonwealth of Virginia hath hereunto set his hand and causes the lesser seal of the said Commonwealth to be affixed at Richmond, on the twentieth day of June in the year of our Lord, one thousand seven and eighty four and the Commonwealth of Virginia. Patrick Henry From" Walker Family History" by Delores Caylor Lansford -birthplace By around 1778, the only Walker family left in Washington Co. VA area was the one of Susannah WAlker and Patrick Porter. Other Walkers in that area after 1785 have no known connection with the Wigton line. Another point of interest: "Patrick Porter deposes 28th April, 1798, that about 1770-1771 he moved to Clinch and a certain Robert Elsom came about the same time and settled at the head of Hay's Creek. Rachel Haunspale, late a wife to Robert Elsom, deceased, deposes at Herbert's Ferry in Wythe County, 11th July, 1798, that Robert was employed in 1770 to go to Clinch. Robert together with Rachel's father, William Hayes, went to Clinch and settled at a spring. Copy of William Herbert's will dated 28th May, 1776, proved in Fincastle County Court, 3d September, 1776. Certified as of the records of Montgomery County, 24th February, 1796, to wife, Sarah, plantation called Poplar Camp, and slaves; to eldest son, William, plantation on Reed Island, where Joseph Barren, Jr., is now living; to youngest son, Thomas, plantation where Josiah Hamilton lives; to eldest daughter, Martha, to youngest daughter, Joanna. William's father and mother are alive and living with him. Certain moneys due him by a Mr. Ozborn, iron mongers in West Street, without Lawful Gale Bristol in Old England." Also, this entry: "CHRONICLES OF THE Scotch-Irish Settlement IN VIRGINIA EXTRACTED FROM THE ORIGINAL COURT RECORDS OF AUGUSTA COUNTY 1745-1800 ABSTRACTS OF WILLS OF AUGUSTA COUNTY, VIRGINIA. WILL BOOK NO. V. ADDITIONAL MEMBERS OF THE EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE. page 133 Page 193.--15th March, 1774. Recorded. David Dryden's appraisement by Alex. McClure, James Thompson, Wm. Ramsey--1 note on Patrick Porter, of North Carolina, payable November, 1772. Legacies appraised, viz: To wife, Dorothy, son Nathaniel, son William, son Thomas." This was listed under "military listings under PORTER" PORTER Patrick 175? Delaware, Rev.War {813}:765, 790, 810 Am not sure that this is the Patrick Porter mentioned above.