Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1883-04-14

I my mOtner (yOur great-grand
/ mother), also in the line of captives
screamed at witnessing such a butch
" cry, the monster who did ii turned
: and hewed her down. Mrs. Brown
: lee saw the bloody deed and the
s death-throeS OF her husband and
/. babe in silent horror, and from that
8 moment was never sane again. She
drifted along with the rest Of the
$ captives, especially cared for by
Mrs. Hanna, at length reached CAN
ada, and by British officers who pit
led her condition was sent back to
Westmoreland dozen years later
she was vet silent, and with hands
l always clasped and eyes fixed on the
ground.
"But my own share in that fearful
event remains to be told.
my mother was at the mansion,
and, as l said before, was taken
prisoner and slain. My father had
also been there most of the after
noon, but as my grandmother re-
mained in our cabin in charge of
me, baby, he had stepped home
for few minutes to look after our
welfare. 1t was ut this moment that
the war-whoop sounded and the
attack began. A glance told my
father that nothing he could do
would avail to save ny mother or
rescue any but grandmother and
me, If even this could be done. But
as our cabin was at the farther side
OF the hamlet, at the very foot of
Georges Hill, he decided TO try and
escape into the thick woods little
distance up the slope. Catch ing me
in his arms and taking his mother
by the hand he hurried us towards
the forest. Hardly had we started
when the rowing eyeys of several
savage5 spied us and pursuit was
Instantly made. Grandmother was
old and feeble, and the fright and
haste almost Overcame her so that
she could hardly walk. My father,
seeing this and noting how fast the
Indians were gaining on US, bal
anced in his mind which to give up
and which to try and save, his
mother or his child. And this ques-
tion was settled when he reached
the edge of the woods; for at that
point he dropped me upon the
ground, and devoting all his
strength to his mother, escaped the
savages and reached Georges Farm,
a few miles distant. What would
become of me he could not imagine,
though he said that until darkness
shut down, and he came back to
search for wife and baby, he had
constantly before his eyes vision
of my scalp of glossy ringlets in a
red mans bloody hands. When
night came he stole to the clearing
to examine the state of affairs. AS
he crept out from among the trees
and listened and gazed all was still,
but not all dark. Below him at
several points were glowing beds of
Goals, and the smoky air told him
that the hamlet was not only bereft
of its people but burned to the earth.
Warily crawling down the hill he
came first to the SmOldering remains
of the Courla's cabin, next were the
embers of the Dunlaps' little house,
and next to this stood our own. But
as he approached, what was his
amazement to discern, instead of a
bed of Goals, the outlines of the cab
in dimly seen in the darkness. A
fire had been built against its walls,
logs it did not burn.
"As he stood before the open door |
thinking how much of love and |
happiness had been suddenly |
snatched from beneath its roof, a
sweet, sad longing possessed him TO
enter. He did so. and by some in
stinct of his mind, or influence OF a
higher power, CROPPED his way to |
the bed, where at this hour, but for
the awful disaster, his wife and babe
would have been peacefully sleep
ing. Putting out his hands with
almost a wall for his lost one, what
was his establishment to feel IA hu-
man form on the cot. With a shud-
der of mystery, hope and fear, he
felt along-it was Il living form, for
it moved-it was child's form
and lifting it to his breast, his heart
told him it was |, his baby girl,
alive. And as he clasped me in his
arms, the events of the past six
hours seemed like hOrrid night
mare. But too sadly did he learn
the reality of things before another
day passed. Knowing the craftiness
of the Indians, he dared not remain
much longer in the cabin lest some
party of them, prowling to catch
come upon him; so he carried
me to the woods ond waited for
morning.
How such an infant as / escaped
and found my way back to the cab
in was never known.
Gas the dawn came, my father
peered into the valley for signs of
friend or foe, but none appeared ;
the little settlement was a deserted
ruin.
"At broad daylight we crept from
our hiding-place and cautiously s
wandered among the remains of the
houses. AT one point we found
where the savages had taken their I
departure, and from some unac-
countable inclination my father fol-
lowed the trail. 1t led partly in
the direction of Hanna's Town,
along a stream called the Crabtree.
a mile had we gone when
we came upon the CORY forms of ..
MIR. Brownlee and the child and !
few feet farther, among the wild
crab trees, lay a sight more awful : :
Itill-my own mother, dead and
,Old, lay stretched on the bloody !
ground. With uncomfortable sad
less my father put me down from
his arms, when instantly ran to
he lifeless form and began calling
n baby's way, NANNY Nanny! =
But never again would the dear {
mother and wife answer to the voice n
If love. r
"This was the sorrow of Jeremiah
Iochrey, and this was his motive C
through many years when his name u
md deeds were such power along
he frontier and such a terror to the s
avages. You have often heard, Y
iris, that your great-grandfather 1
vas great Indian fighter. but he v
vas led to such life by his sorrow il
lot because he delighted in blood
he'd, but he saw through his grief n
low he might save Others from the |.
rueltie5 of the red men.
GAS l grew to womanhood my a
ather's name gave me importance, "
nd was known far and wide as 8
daughter title which
las always clung to me-" c.
Be Cheerful.
Cheerfulness exerts an important RI
influence upon the health as well as
much to the happiness "
4 mankind. The cheerful man, n