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Written lor the Indiana Farmer. THE FIBST WHITE MEN INDIANA. A Thrilling Story of Adventure Among the Indiana. The historical societies have picked up every thread so as to weave a web of events and bring their respective localities into prominence, but this little sketch of history of Rush county, Indiana, has either been overlooked or has never been in their possession. This little sketch has escaped the pen of the historians -who have recorded the daring deeds of the brave men of the Stato of Indiana. It is almost a century since the subjects of these events have fallen by the ruthless hand of death, and the corroding tooth of time has almost effaced their remembrance from the minds of the few gray haired relatives that are left. It is not our aspiration to tread the path of Mayne Kied in his blood and thunder narratives; nor is it our purpose to rival the Beadle series of scalping knife exploits, but to bring to light thoso bold and daring deeds of heroism that are known to relatives and perhaps a few acquaintances of those who were the acting heroes in this thrilling adventure. Time has robbed this relative of ita choicest feature?, and links lost have to be supplied. Could we but have seen the subject of these events and heard him relate the adventures, his toils, his hair breadth escapes, enlivened by the fascinating charm of the pure original source as indelibly printed on his mind, we then would have a better assurance of interesting the reader. Or could we but have witnessed the strong emotions, or the animated countenance, the heaving - bosom and the silent tear, as it coursed down his furrowed cheek, the trembling f voice, the bending frame, we could have _ better imparted in this little sketch the heroism of the prisoners in the time when men's souls were tribe. It was a case of pure and hallowed friendship whose links were only severed by death. When General Wayne, better known as Mad Anthony, fought the memorable battle with the Indians at Maumee in Northern Ohio, there were two young men who showed such remarkable bravery that they attracted the attention of tho commander and he assigned them as scouts, which position they filled to the entire satisfaction of the General. The oldest, James Thomas, was 23 years old, the other, Silas Gibbs, was his junior by two years. After the battle referred to, a small party of Indians went off in the direction ofthe Big Miami country, and Gen. Wayne thought they were going after reinforcements from tribes which lived In that country. To be sure of their intention he sent Gibbs and Thomas to re- con noiter and to follow in their wake, which they did for ten days, but on the eleventh they ran into a small squad of aborigines encamped on the margin of a swamp, and were taken prisoners. They were disarmed and bound together with thongs of bark and compelled to travel thus, uuder guard, for five or six days, until they reached a village on the banks of the Big Miami, where the Indians held a council and condemned them to the "bolem," a most inhuman torture. This mode of torture was to bury the victim up to his neck, with hands tied down, then procure round stone and roll them'at the , victim's head, ten pin fashion. To this infernal amusement these scouts were condemned. Thomas understood the Indian language perfectly but maintained . the mojt stoical countenance, as he listened to the sentence. The Indians noticed this and supposed that the prisoners wero ignorant of their language. Theln- ans wanted to make a grand day of it and eent runners to other tribes, east and west. The grand fete was to come off at the next full moon, which was in about threo weeks. Gibbs was determined to escape when an opportunity presented itself. The time had run around to within one week of tho fatal day, yet that much coveted opportunity had not arrived, for with such strict vigilance were tiey guarded that the least motion would have betrayed their intentions. The tribes had commenced to come in from every direction and continued dancing and feasting was going on. One evening, a tribe from Mirietta came andbroughtalongaquantityof whiskey in their calabashes, which they procured at some trading post. Shortly after theirarrl- val, the Indkins began to drink, and beforo midnight every man was drunk and unconscious. Even the warrior that guarded the prisoners, had given to the subtle influence of Baccheus nectar, and, in a stupor, he had fallen across Gibbs, his hunting knife coming in close proximity to the latter's manacled band. With almost superhuman efforts, ho succeeded in getting hold of the knife and cutting the shackles of himself and comrade. They sought their rifles and procured all the ammunition and jerked venison they could lind, and then started West. The moon was shining brightly, and when they reached the bank of the Miami river, thoy saw a large number of canoes hauled ashore. Thoy cut holes in all of them but one, and shoved them into the water where they soon sank. They then rowed across to the west side and scuttled the remaining canoe. Then striking into the dense forest they kept in a western direction until about noon, when thoy concealed themselves in a hollow log. Shortly afterwards, a squad of Indians cauie along and seated themselves on tho log, and held council about their escape and capture. In the course of the day, four other bands stopped near their hiding place. The woods seemed full of them, and so close were they that Gibbs declared he feared to draw ;his breath, lest they should hoar him. They learned from what thoy heard, that the Indians were going to concentrate and annihilate Wayne's army. They likewise learned the number of warriors. This was the information they most desired. That night they traveled west, as by so doing they would evade their merciless enemies; likewise, they aimed to strike the head waters of the St. Mary river, from hence their descent to the lake would be easy, as they had been on that river before. They crossed a stream of large size, about midnight, the water in which seemed to be as white as milk owing to the reflection of the moon. They traveled on, looking in vain for a stream running north. At daylight, they came to" a stream running in a southwestern direction. They knew now, that they were on the water-shed of the Ohio river, and they would have to travel north and pass a summit, before they could reach the lake basin. From the general resemblance to a stream in their native State, they called this stream Flat Kock. We feel safe in assuming that these men were the first white men that ever trod the soil that now comprises Kush Co., and we believe that we would not miss it if we were to say the first that traveled through the gloomy recesses of the primeval forest of Eastern Indiana. Concluding to conceal themselves ior the day they found a large, hollow, sycamore tree, which grew close to the stream— "large enough for a tavern,"Thomassaid— into which they crept and closed the aperture with rotten wood. They felt safe for this day; in fact they were not afterwards molested by Indians. The spot where they lay concealed that day,lsabout 3 or 4 miles below Kushvillo. The white man's ax elledjthe old Sycamore more than three- fourths of a century ago, and nothing Is now left to mark the exact spot where the noble men rested. Next morning they began the ascent of the stream but bad not travelled more than eight miles when their spirits, which had been strung to their greatest tension through the excitement of their perilous adventure and escape, began to flag and they got hungry and sore and concluded to rest the remainder of the day and kill some game. Gibbs tald Thomas he would build a lire if Thomas would dress some squirrels, which they had killed. IIo ignited an old beech stubabout -10 feet high. It burned rapidly and before they wero aware of it it fell toward where Thomas stood. Tho top striking him In the back, ho fell and remained Benselew till evening, when consciousness returned but the wounded man could not move his lower extremities. He begged Gibbs to shoot him and put him out of his misery. With tears in his eyes Gibbs knelt beside him and urged him to bear up with fortitude, saying that he would bo able to travel in a few days. Thomas bogged him to leave him to his fate and proceed to Lower Sandusky and save the army; by bo doing there would bo but one man lost and hundreds saved. But Gibbs gave his unfortunate companion to understand that como what would, ho was determined to Btay with him. He male shelter for his comrade out of forks and boughs, and gnthered leaves for couch and placed Thomas on it. Days lengthened into weeks yet the poor unfortunate young man lay with half his body useless. Winter was fast approaching and their clothing was threadbare, and their shelter insufficient! But Gibbs was not idle, he had killed an abundant supply of meat, had dressed the skins and mado rude garments. Winter passed, spring came and went, and another autumn passed and found the young men in the same predicament. Nothing transpired worth noting, but their ammunition was running short, and where could it be replenished? There was not a trading post within 200 miles that thoy knew of, and had there been one closer, Thomas would not havo left his comrade on account of the wolves, which were numerous and ferocious. So Gibbs, who always had an expedient, concluded to forego venison and cat wolves and other animals that he could trap. He found no dlfliculty in procuring In this way, all the meat necessary. Thomas who was naturally of an impetuous disposition, and had roamed the world considerably, grew melancholy; his eyes grew luster- less and sunken; his visage thin; confinement was fast wealing him out, and despair had seized him with its iron grip. Gibbs tried to rally him without success. Consumption stepped in and claimed him. He lay at death's door for weeks and months, and was nursed by Gibbs with untiring zeal. He watched by him in the dark vigils of the night with nothing to break the monotony but hoarse howling of the wolves and hooting of the owls. Whon the forest had again changed its hue of green- for a sheen of crimson and gold, Thomas was gradually going. A strange light shone in his eye. He called Gibbs to him and imparted his last request which was to go to Lower Sandusky, and tell his mother and sister of his fate. As the last lingering rays of the twilight disappeared the spirit of James Thomas mounted into ethereal space, and the proud brave form lay a corpse. The next morning Gibbs scooped out a shallow grave and interred the remains and planted a willow at the head of the grave. Then he gathered up such things as were necessary for his trip and started for home. After many perils and privations, he arrived to the great surprise of his parents and friends, who had long mourned him as dead. The mother and sister of Thomas grieved much over his untimely death. This was the fate of the first white men who lived in Hush county. Silas Gibbs married and settlt-d down in a village in northern Ohio, where he was esteemed by all who knew him, and he lived to a good old age. His numerous descendants are living in difierent portions of the great West, and some are filling places of renown in their respective States. When hostilities had ceased and immigration be a*an to come into Eastern Indiana, among the first was a son-in-law of Gibbs, who settled in Flat Itock, and some neighbors soon followed who were induced by his description of the magnificent timber and fertile soil. After Itush county was partially settled Gibbs visited his daughter, and sought the grave of Thomas, but the woodsman's ruthless ax had been there and obliterated all traces of the spot. Newton, 111. a ♦ -. Written for the Indiana Farmer. Another Cabbage Insect. 11Y I-K01-*. J. TR0O1*. On December loth Mr. V. M. Polk, of Tobinsport, Indiana, sent mo specimens of an insect "that has been been working on tho cabbage for the last two seasons" in his locality, and asking for information concerning it. It proves to be the harlo- ■ quln cabbago bug, Mttrgantia lli-ttriimica Hahn, which has boen vory destructive to cabbage and othor cruciferous plants throughout tho Southern States, but has not been reported until now as occurring in this State. Mr. Polk states that they are more injurious than the cabbago worm, as they suck tho lifo out of the plaqt. It is a true bug, (having the Bucking mouth parts) a little loss than a half inch In length and a quaitcr of an inch broad; and is called the harlequin cabbage-bug from tho "manner in which the black and orange yellow colors are arranged upon its body." Says Dr. Riley in his report to tho Commissioner of Agriculture for 1S8J, "under favorable circumstances tho rapidity of development of tills insect is remarkable. The eggs will hatch on tho third day after laying, and Mr. William Howard is authority for the statement that the young bugs will go through all their molts and be ready for reproduction within two weeks. They come early and stay late. They winter, as do all related insects, as full grown bugs under all sorts of rubbish, under stones, logs, in fence corners, around out buildings and in similar locations." REMEDIES. Owiug to the peculiar manner in which this bug takes its food, tho ordinary arsenical mixtures would have little or no ef. feet upon it. Only those substances which kill by contact should be used; such as hot water, kerosene emulsion, or pyrethrum if the unadulterated article can be had. Burning all rubbish found scattered about the garden will also prove effectual. In fact, as this bug has now secured a foothold in this State, it will be found that wherever it makes its appearance, unless some natural enemy appears to hold it in check, eternal vigilance will be the price of cabbage. Lafayette, Ind. a » ■ Editors Indiana Farmer: I shelled and counted the grains on ten ears of corn, which contained 13,300grains, making an average of 1,300 grains; can any of yourreadcrs beat that? J. E. M. Dekalb Co. Editors Indiana Farmer: g_I noticed in last week's Fakmer that Mr. G.'.W. Klise grew an ear of corn having 1,244 grains, and that J. A. C. ha'd also grown one with 1,301—a majority 57 grains. We can beat that by 205 grains; having an ear with 1,560 grains. Who comes next. Henry Co. J. M. H.
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Title | Indiana farmer, 1890, v. 25, no. 51 (Dec. 20) |
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Agriculture Farm management Horticulture Agricultural machinery |
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agriculture farm management horticulture agricultural machinery and equipment |
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Collection Title | Indiana Farmer |
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Transcript | Written lor the Indiana Farmer. THE FIBST WHITE MEN INDIANA. A Thrilling Story of Adventure Among the Indiana. The historical societies have picked up every thread so as to weave a web of events and bring their respective localities into prominence, but this little sketch of history of Rush county, Indiana, has either been overlooked or has never been in their possession. This little sketch has escaped the pen of the historians -who have recorded the daring deeds of the brave men of the Stato of Indiana. It is almost a century since the subjects of these events have fallen by the ruthless hand of death, and the corroding tooth of time has almost effaced their remembrance from the minds of the few gray haired relatives that are left. It is not our aspiration to tread the path of Mayne Kied in his blood and thunder narratives; nor is it our purpose to rival the Beadle series of scalping knife exploits, but to bring to light thoso bold and daring deeds of heroism that are known to relatives and perhaps a few acquaintances of those who were the acting heroes in this thrilling adventure. Time has robbed this relative of ita choicest feature?, and links lost have to be supplied. Could we but have seen the subject of these events and heard him relate the adventures, his toils, his hair breadth escapes, enlivened by the fascinating charm of the pure original source as indelibly printed on his mind, we then would have a better assurance of interesting the reader. Or could we but have witnessed the strong emotions, or the animated countenance, the heaving - bosom and the silent tear, as it coursed down his furrowed cheek, the trembling f voice, the bending frame, we could have _ better imparted in this little sketch the heroism of the prisoners in the time when men's souls were tribe. It was a case of pure and hallowed friendship whose links were only severed by death. When General Wayne, better known as Mad Anthony, fought the memorable battle with the Indians at Maumee in Northern Ohio, there were two young men who showed such remarkable bravery that they attracted the attention of tho commander and he assigned them as scouts, which position they filled to the entire satisfaction of the General. The oldest, James Thomas, was 23 years old, the other, Silas Gibbs, was his junior by two years. After the battle referred to, a small party of Indians went off in the direction ofthe Big Miami country, and Gen. Wayne thought they were going after reinforcements from tribes which lived In that country. To be sure of their intention he sent Gibbs and Thomas to re- con noiter and to follow in their wake, which they did for ten days, but on the eleventh they ran into a small squad of aborigines encamped on the margin of a swamp, and were taken prisoners. They were disarmed and bound together with thongs of bark and compelled to travel thus, uuder guard, for five or six days, until they reached a village on the banks of the Big Miami, where the Indians held a council and condemned them to the "bolem," a most inhuman torture. This mode of torture was to bury the victim up to his neck, with hands tied down, then procure round stone and roll them'at the , victim's head, ten pin fashion. To this infernal amusement these scouts were condemned. Thomas understood the Indian language perfectly but maintained . the mojt stoical countenance, as he listened to the sentence. The Indians noticed this and supposed that the prisoners wero ignorant of their language. Theln- ans wanted to make a grand day of it and eent runners to other tribes, east and west. The grand fete was to come off at the next full moon, which was in about threo weeks. Gibbs was determined to escape when an opportunity presented itself. The time had run around to within one week of tho fatal day, yet that much coveted opportunity had not arrived, for with such strict vigilance were tiey guarded that the least motion would have betrayed their intentions. The tribes had commenced to come in from every direction and continued dancing and feasting was going on. One evening, a tribe from Mirietta came andbroughtalongaquantityof whiskey in their calabashes, which they procured at some trading post. Shortly after theirarrl- val, the Indkins began to drink, and beforo midnight every man was drunk and unconscious. Even the warrior that guarded the prisoners, had given to the subtle influence of Baccheus nectar, and, in a stupor, he had fallen across Gibbs, his hunting knife coming in close proximity to the latter's manacled band. With almost superhuman efforts, ho succeeded in getting hold of the knife and cutting the shackles of himself and comrade. They sought their rifles and procured all the ammunition and jerked venison they could lind, and then started West. The moon was shining brightly, and when they reached the bank of the Miami river, thoy saw a large number of canoes hauled ashore. Thoy cut holes in all of them but one, and shoved them into the water where they soon sank. They then rowed across to the west side and scuttled the remaining canoe. Then striking into the dense forest they kept in a western direction until about noon, when thoy concealed themselves in a hollow log. Shortly afterwards, a squad of Indians cauie along and seated themselves on tho log, and held council about their escape and capture. In the course of the day, four other bands stopped near their hiding place. The woods seemed full of them, and so close were they that Gibbs declared he feared to draw ;his breath, lest they should hoar him. They learned from what thoy heard, that the Indians were going to concentrate and annihilate Wayne's army. They likewise learned the number of warriors. This was the information they most desired. That night they traveled west, as by so doing they would evade their merciless enemies; likewise, they aimed to strike the head waters of the St. Mary river, from hence their descent to the lake would be easy, as they had been on that river before. They crossed a stream of large size, about midnight, the water in which seemed to be as white as milk owing to the reflection of the moon. They traveled on, looking in vain for a stream running north. At daylight, they came to" a stream running in a southwestern direction. They knew now, that they were on the water-shed of the Ohio river, and they would have to travel north and pass a summit, before they could reach the lake basin. From the general resemblance to a stream in their native State, they called this stream Flat Kock. We feel safe in assuming that these men were the first white men that ever trod the soil that now comprises Kush Co., and we believe that we would not miss it if we were to say the first that traveled through the gloomy recesses of the primeval forest of Eastern Indiana. Concluding to conceal themselves ior the day they found a large, hollow, sycamore tree, which grew close to the stream— "large enough for a tavern,"Thomassaid— into which they crept and closed the aperture with rotten wood. They felt safe for this day; in fact they were not afterwards molested by Indians. The spot where they lay concealed that day,lsabout 3 or 4 miles below Kushvillo. The white man's ax elledjthe old Sycamore more than three- fourths of a century ago, and nothing Is now left to mark the exact spot where the noble men rested. Next morning they began the ascent of the stream but bad not travelled more than eight miles when their spirits, which had been strung to their greatest tension through the excitement of their perilous adventure and escape, began to flag and they got hungry and sore and concluded to rest the remainder of the day and kill some game. Gibbs tald Thomas he would build a lire if Thomas would dress some squirrels, which they had killed. IIo ignited an old beech stubabout -10 feet high. It burned rapidly and before they wero aware of it it fell toward where Thomas stood. Tho top striking him In the back, ho fell and remained Benselew till evening, when consciousness returned but the wounded man could not move his lower extremities. He begged Gibbs to shoot him and put him out of his misery. With tears in his eyes Gibbs knelt beside him and urged him to bear up with fortitude, saying that he would bo able to travel in a few days. Thomas bogged him to leave him to his fate and proceed to Lower Sandusky and save the army; by bo doing there would bo but one man lost and hundreds saved. But Gibbs gave his unfortunate companion to understand that como what would, ho was determined to Btay with him. He male shelter for his comrade out of forks and boughs, and gnthered leaves for couch and placed Thomas on it. Days lengthened into weeks yet the poor unfortunate young man lay with half his body useless. Winter was fast approaching and their clothing was threadbare, and their shelter insufficient! But Gibbs was not idle, he had killed an abundant supply of meat, had dressed the skins and mado rude garments. Winter passed, spring came and went, and another autumn passed and found the young men in the same predicament. Nothing transpired worth noting, but their ammunition was running short, and where could it be replenished? There was not a trading post within 200 miles that thoy knew of, and had there been one closer, Thomas would not havo left his comrade on account of the wolves, which were numerous and ferocious. So Gibbs, who always had an expedient, concluded to forego venison and cat wolves and other animals that he could trap. He found no dlfliculty in procuring In this way, all the meat necessary. Thomas who was naturally of an impetuous disposition, and had roamed the world considerably, grew melancholy; his eyes grew luster- less and sunken; his visage thin; confinement was fast wealing him out, and despair had seized him with its iron grip. Gibbs tried to rally him without success. Consumption stepped in and claimed him. He lay at death's door for weeks and months, and was nursed by Gibbs with untiring zeal. He watched by him in the dark vigils of the night with nothing to break the monotony but hoarse howling of the wolves and hooting of the owls. Whon the forest had again changed its hue of green- for a sheen of crimson and gold, Thomas was gradually going. A strange light shone in his eye. He called Gibbs to him and imparted his last request which was to go to Lower Sandusky, and tell his mother and sister of his fate. As the last lingering rays of the twilight disappeared the spirit of James Thomas mounted into ethereal space, and the proud brave form lay a corpse. The next morning Gibbs scooped out a shallow grave and interred the remains and planted a willow at the head of the grave. Then he gathered up such things as were necessary for his trip and started for home. After many perils and privations, he arrived to the great surprise of his parents and friends, who had long mourned him as dead. The mother and sister of Thomas grieved much over his untimely death. This was the fate of the first white men who lived in Hush county. Silas Gibbs married and settlt-d down in a village in northern Ohio, where he was esteemed by all who knew him, and he lived to a good old age. His numerous descendants are living in difierent portions of the great West, and some are filling places of renown in their respective States. When hostilities had ceased and immigration be a*an to come into Eastern Indiana, among the first was a son-in-law of Gibbs, who settled in Flat Itock, and some neighbors soon followed who were induced by his description of the magnificent timber and fertile soil. After Itush county was partially settled Gibbs visited his daughter, and sought the grave of Thomas, but the woodsman's ruthless ax had been there and obliterated all traces of the spot. Newton, 111. a ♦ -. Written for the Indiana Farmer. Another Cabbage Insect. 11Y I-K01-*. J. TR0O1*. On December loth Mr. V. M. Polk, of Tobinsport, Indiana, sent mo specimens of an insect "that has been been working on tho cabbage for the last two seasons" in his locality, and asking for information concerning it. It proves to be the harlo- ■ quln cabbago bug, Mttrgantia lli-ttriimica Hahn, which has boen vory destructive to cabbage and othor cruciferous plants throughout tho Southern States, but has not been reported until now as occurring in this State. Mr. Polk states that they are more injurious than the cabbago worm, as they suck tho lifo out of the plaqt. It is a true bug, (having the Bucking mouth parts) a little loss than a half inch In length and a quaitcr of an inch broad; and is called the harlequin cabbage-bug from tho "manner in which the black and orange yellow colors are arranged upon its body." Says Dr. Riley in his report to tho Commissioner of Agriculture for 1S8J, "under favorable circumstances tho rapidity of development of tills insect is remarkable. The eggs will hatch on tho third day after laying, and Mr. William Howard is authority for the statement that the young bugs will go through all their molts and be ready for reproduction within two weeks. They come early and stay late. They winter, as do all related insects, as full grown bugs under all sorts of rubbish, under stones, logs, in fence corners, around out buildings and in similar locations." REMEDIES. Owiug to the peculiar manner in which this bug takes its food, tho ordinary arsenical mixtures would have little or no ef. feet upon it. Only those substances which kill by contact should be used; such as hot water, kerosene emulsion, or pyrethrum if the unadulterated article can be had. Burning all rubbish found scattered about the garden will also prove effectual. In fact, as this bug has now secured a foothold in this State, it will be found that wherever it makes its appearance, unless some natural enemy appears to hold it in check, eternal vigilance will be the price of cabbage. Lafayette, Ind. a » ■ Editors Indiana Farmer: I shelled and counted the grains on ten ears of corn, which contained 13,300grains, making an average of 1,300 grains; can any of yourreadcrs beat that? J. E. M. Dekalb Co. Editors Indiana Farmer: g_I noticed in last week's Fakmer that Mr. G.'.W. Klise grew an ear of corn having 1,244 grains, and that J. A. C. ha'd also grown one with 1,301—a majority 57 grains. We can beat that by 205 grains; having an ear with 1,560 grains. Who comes next. Henry Co. J. M. H. |
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