CHAPTER IX.--Chronicles.

The Committee of Safety in September, 1775, promoted Captain Archibald

Campbell. He was commissioned Colonel of the Minute Men of Botetourt and

Fincastle counties. From the date of this appointment his whole time was

consumed by his military duties.

John Mason, the former bond servant, still remained with him; and made a

most efficient and trustworthy foreman. While he was yet an indentured

servant, he had been made a deacon of the Jackson River Meeting House;

receiving more votes at the congregational meeting than a rich and

respected planter.

He and Richard Cameron in the winter of 1773 had built for themselves a

comfortable cabin of heavy hewn logs, near the plantation house; and on

winter nights long after the Campbells were asleep; their windows glowed

from a bright light-wood fire.

Mr. Campbell, curious to know why they kept such late hours, several

times stealthily peeped in and found that they were either reading from

an old sheep-bound Bible, which Mason had brought with him from England,

or some book borrowed from Mr. McDonald or the schoolmaster.

Little John Calvin Campbell, after his supper, habitually went to the

cabin and Mason read aloud to him or told stories of some patriarch or

martyr; and by this influence helped to mold the boy's character yet

more into that sweet, serious nature, which was its hereditary trend.

While Logan had been a visitor at the plantation, he and Mason became

great friends. Mason made a list of three hundred common words and Logan

gave him the Mingo word corresponding to each; he also gave him a number

of lessons in idiomatic construction. These words he quickly committed

to memory; and at every opportunity increased his vocabulary; until now

he and John Calvin were the best interpreters in the county.

Passing Indians continued to make the Campbell plantation their stopping

place and thus he made the acquaintance of many; treating all of them

with such uniform kindness, that they upon their return spoke of him as

their white brother.

In the early summer of 1775 it was rumored throughout the colonies that

Lord Dunmore's agent, Connelley, and Sir John Stewart had been sent to

the Ohio tribes and Col. Guy Johnson had been sent to western New York

to organize and perfect alliances between the British and the Indians.

It obviously being advisable to offset this influence, the colonial

government organized three departments, in charge of commissioners, to

win the Indians; or failing in that, to induce them to remain neutral.

The Virginia Committee of Safety, acting in conjunction with the

commissioners sent agents into the Indian country; and Col. John Morgan

was named as chief of the colonial agents.

Colonel Campbell was ordered to send a fit man into the Ohio River

country for that purpose. At a loss, just whom to send, he asked the

schoolmaster and Donald McDonald for suggestions and when both without

hesitancy named Mason; he was surprised that he had not thought of him.

Mason was called before the county executive committee, a local

subdivision of the Colonial Committee of Safety, composed of Colonel

Campbell, Captain Fairfax, Jeremiah Tyler, Samuel Preston and James

Speed, and asked to undertake the mission.

He expressed a willingness to go not as a soldier but as a missionary,

and requested that he be licensed for such service by the Valley

Presbytery, instead of the committee. This was arranged.

Several days later, carrying nothing but his sheep-bound Bible, a change

of clothing, blanket, hunting knife, frying pan and a small bag of

parched corn, he accompanied Colonel Morgan to Pittsburgh. Several days

later they traveled down the river in a canoe and arranged a council

with several chiefs from the Scioto, Muskingum and Miami River valleys.

The British agents, who had preceded them, by presents of arms and rum,

had made allies of most of the Indians; who even now were organizing for

a raid upon the white settlements.

When their council met, two British agents were in attendance; and

though there were sixteen chiefs present, none favored the cause of the

colonies; four, Cornstalk, White Eyes, Red Hawk and Logan voted in favor

of neutrality; the other twelve favored active co-operation with the

British. These four had sufficient influence to procure a ten-day

armistice.

As soon as the council adjourned Cornstalk and Red Hawk, accompanied by

a Shauanese warrior, traveled by canoe to Fort Randolph at the mouth of

Kanawha, where they held a conference with Captain Arbuckle and warned

him of the pending danger.

Cornstalk, who had been defeated by General Lewis near the site of the

fort, convinced that the Long Knives would win the struggle; knowing

that the Indians were not strong enough to fight the colonists after

peace; was anxious that they remain neutral. He told the officers of the

fort that of all the chiefs of that section only six favored neutrality;

and that he and Red Hawk had come to confer with him, hoping that

something might be done to prevent hostilities.

Arbuckle, keeping the three Indians as prisoners, as also Cornstalk's

son, who came to visit his father, sent word to the Shauanese that if

they murdered any Americans he would shoot his prisoners.

While they were held, two soldiers hunting at some distance from the

fort were fired upon by Indians; one was killed, the other escaped. When

the soldiers of the fort learned of this, over the protest of their

officers they killed the prisoners.

Cornstalk met death like a stoic; but his son, hearing the soldiers

approaching, was greatly frightened. The father counseled: "My son, do

not give place to fear. If the Great Spirit has sent you here to be

killed, submit to his will. Die like a man."

When the council reconvened the Indians were wildly incensed; twenty-two

chiefs were present and all but one, White Eyes, voted for war.

Buckoulongas presiding, first addressed the council, saying:

"Friends, listen! A great nation is divided. The sons, the Long Knives,

fight their father, the British. The father has called on his Indian

children to help him punish his white children. We should do what Lord

Dunmore asks. He stood between us and destruction after the battle of

Point Pleasant, when the Long Knives wished to burn our villages and

murder our women and children.

"I took time to consider whether I should receive the hatchet of my

father to assist him. At first I thought it a family quarrel in which I

was not interested. At length it appeared to me that the father was

right and his white sons should be punished.

"The father has promised to arm and provision us and to treat us as his

children, so we shall never want. But we have a greater cause for war.

The Long Knives have broken their treaty with us. They steal our

property; they murder without provocation; even those of us who would be

their friends, who when they seek the shelter of their forts in peace

and for council and to do them a service are set upon and murdered. Look

at the murders committed by them upon the kindred of our friend and

their friend also; who were living in peace on the banks of the Ohio.

Did they not kill them without provocation and in cold blood? Will they

be any better? No. Even Logan, who so many times has spoken for them, is

forced to remain silent; he cannot plead their cause.

"There is no course but war, as they will continue to rob and murder so

long as we have a foot of land remaining.

"We respect Colonel Morgan, but are unfriendly to his cause. He must

return to Pittsburgh. John Mason, who has been our friend so long and

who comes to teach us about the white man's God, may remain."

Of all the council but one chief dissented, White Eyes, a Delaware; and

he alone of all his tribe desired to remain neutral. When he spoke for

neutrality, believing that the war would bring only disaster and

suffering to the Indians, Chieftain Pipe, a rival chief of his own

nation, rose and said: "I declare that every man should be called an

enemy to his nation, who opposes war with the Long Knives."

To which White Eyes replied:

"If this council declares for war, you shall not go without me. I have

been for peace that I might save my tribe from destruction; but all

think me wrong. I hope you are right. I am a warrior and a Delaware. If

you insist on fighting the Americans, go! and I will go with you. And I

will not go like the bear hunter who sets his dogs upon the animal to be

beaten about by his paws while he keeps himself at a distance. No! I

will lead my people. I will be in the front. I will fall with the first

of you. I will not live to bewail the destruction of a brave people who

deserve a better fate.

"I ask that John Mason, who has fed my people when they were hungry and

who has proved himself our friend, lodge with my tribe, many of whom

believe in the white man's God, having been instructed by Mr.

Heckewelder. My tribe wished to drive him away; but I would not allow

it, believing that something is to be learned from everyone. I am an old

man and know not how long I shall live. I now rejoice that I have been

able to induce my people to hear of this God. Our children and

grandchildren will reap the benefit. Now I am ready to die whenever God

pleases."

A guard of Indians in three war canoes, escorted Colonel Morgan to his

friends near Pittsburgh, but declined his invitation to land fearing

they might be massacred.

John Mason remained with the Delawares; was taken into the family of

White Eyes and treated by the whole tribe, except Chieftain Pipe, as an

honored guest. Colonel Morgan had advised that he remain, hoping his

influence would keep the tribe from joining the British.

He had been with them less than two months, when White Eyes was taken

with the smallpox. As the disease usually assumes a malignant form with

Indians, he nursed the old chief and kept his people from the lodge.

When it was evident that White Eyes was near death, he called for

Mason's Bible and holding it in his hands asked to be placed upon a

pallet without the lodge. There in the twilight of the day, and of his

life, he talked to his assembled people.

"My friends, it is my dying wish that the Delawares should hear the word

of God. I have therefore gathered together my young men and their

children. I will kneel down before the Great Spirit who created them and

me and I will pray unto Him that He will have mercy upon us and reveal

His will to us. And as we cannot declare that will to those who are yet

unborn, we will pray unto the Lord our God, to make it known unto our

children's children."

White Eyes was succeeded by Chieftain Pipe, who hated all white men; but

the promises and bounties of the British bought his allegiance. He sent

Mason away and for several years willingly joined cause with the

British.

The longer the war lasted, the less he relished it; noting that his

people, as White Eyes had foretold, were the chief sufferers and fully

aware that when peace was made between the whites a war of extermination

would be waged against the Indian.

These reflections and disappointments made him moodily superstitious. He

spoke of being visited and advised by the spirit of White Eyes to

withdraw from the war and to become a Christian. He had always listened

to Mason's talks to his people. Towards the end of the war he exhibited

much sympathy for the settlers; commanding his braves not to molest

women and children and to disarm and capture, rather than kill their

enemies. His people murmured because secretly he turned captives loose;

and the belief prevailed among them that he had been converted to

Christianity.

He attended a council between the British authorities and their Indian

allies at Detroit; and, though an ally, could not disguise his growing

hostile spirit.

Addressing the commanding officer, he said:

"Father--though I do not know why I should call you father; I have never

known any father but the French; still as this name is imposed upon us I

will use it.

"Father, some time ago, you put a war hatchet in my hands; you said:

'Take this, and try it on the heads of my enemies, the Long Knives, then

let me know if it is sharp and good.'

"I have obeyed your commands. The hatchet I found sharp. This is what

has been done with it. These are the scalps we have taken. (Handing the

Commandant, known as 'the Hair Buyer,' a package of forty-three scalps,

cured, dried, hooped and painted, to indicate how and from whom taken.)

And yet I did not do all I might have done. No, I did not. I felt

compassion for your enemy. Innocent women and children had no part in

your quarrels; therefore I spared them. These are the scalps of men

killed in battle.

"I took some prisoners. As I was bringing them to you I spied one of

your large canoes, in which I placed them. They will arrive in a few

days. If you will examine their skin you will find it the same color as

your own. Father, I hope you will not kill those I have spared. You have

the means of preserving them from want. The Indian is poor. His cabin is

always empty. Your house is always full.

"He has helped you because you have furnished him with rifles, hatchets,

blankets, food and rum, though this is not his quarrel. That is the

reason he has risked his life. For this you think the Indian a fool.

"You and the Long Knives raised a quarrel among yourselves and you ought

to fight it out. You should not compel your children, the Indians, to

fight for you. Many lives have already been lost. The tribes have

suffered and have been weakened. It is not known how many more will

perish before your war shall end.

"Father, I have said that you may think me a fool for rushing

thoughtlessly on your enemy, as the hunter sets his dogs upon the bear.

The Indian expects to see the father shake hands with his enemy, the

Long Knives. Do not think that I am ignorant that soon you may make

peace with them. What then is to become of the Indian? You say you love

him. It is for your interest to say so, that you may have him to serve

you."

"The Hair Buyer" at this council paid the bounties and collected his

scalps. These were forwarded (eight packages) to the Governor of Canada

with the following communication:

"May it Please Your Excellency:

"At the request of the (illegible), I hereby send your Excellency, under

the care of James Hoyd, eight packages of scalps, cured, dried, hooped

and painted with all the triumphal marks of which the following is the

invoice and explanation:

"No. 1. Containing forty-three scalps of Congress soldiers, killed in

different skirmishes. These are stretched on black hoops four inches in

diameter. The inside of the skin is painted red, with a small black

spot, to note their being killed with bullets; the hoops painted red,

the skin painted brown and marked with a hoe; a black circle all around

to denote their being surprised in the night; and a black hatchet in the

middle, signifying their being killed with that weapon.

"No. 2. Containing ninety-eight of farmers killed in their houses; hoops

red, figure of a hoe, to mark their profession; great white circle and

sun to show they were surprised in the day time; a little red foot to

show they stood upon their defense, and died fighting for their lives

and families.

"No. 3. Containing ninety-seven of farmers; hoop green to show they were

killed in the fields; a large white circle with a little round mark on

it for a sun to show that it was in the day time; black bullets marked

on some, a hatchet mark on others.

"No. 4. Containing one hundred and two--eighteen marked with a little

yellow flame, to denote their being of prisoners burnt alive after being

scalped; their nails pulled out at the roots and other tortures. One of

these latter being supposed to be an American clergyman; his hand being

fixed to the hoop of his scalp. Most appear to have been young or middle

aged men; there being but sixty-seven very gray heads among them all,

which makes the service more essential.

"No. 5. Containing eighty-eight scalps of women; hair long, braided in

Indian fashion to show they were mothers; hoops blue, skin yellow ground

with little red tadpoles to represent by way of triumph the tears of

grief occasioned to their relatives; black scalping knife or hatchet at

the bottom, to mark their being killed by those instruments. Seventeen

others hair very gray, black hoops, plain brown color; no marks but the

short club or cassetete, to show they were knocked down or had their

brains beat out.

"No. 6. Containing one hundred and ninety-three boys' scalps of various

ages. Small green hoops, whitish ground on the skin, with red tears on

the middle and black marks, knife, hatchet or club as their death

happened.

"No. 7. Containing two hundred and eleven girls' scalps, big and little,

small yellow hoops, white ground, tears, hatchet, scalping knife.

"No. 8. This package is a mixture of all the varieties above mentioned,

to the number of one hundred and twenty-two; with a box of birch bark

containing twenty-nine little infants' scalps.

"With these packages the chiefs send to your Excellency the following

speech delivered by Conicogatachie in council:

"'Father--We send you herewith many scalps that you may see we are not

idle friends. We wish to send these scalps to the great King, that he

may regard them and be refreshed; and that he may see our faithfulness

in destroying his enemies and be convinced that his presents have not

been made to an ungrateful people--etc--.'"

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(This communication was published by Benjamin Franklin in the American

Remembrance; was reprinted in many European publications; and the

revolting practice universally condemned in Europe and America).

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