JAMES BOONE KILLED OCTOBER 10, 1773
By Luther F. Addington
Although General Edward Braddock's army was defeated July 9, 1755
at the Forks of the Ohio and his army retreated eastward, the English
persisted in renewing attacks upon the French and Indians until the
French were expelled from the Ohio River Valley. However, this victory
brought little relief from Indian attacks along Virginia's southwest
border. To the contrary, the threat of attacks became more intense;
threat of danger merely moved from one border to another.
The Cherokees who had befriended the English in the French and Indian
wars were aroused to hating the southwestern Virginia frontiersmen
even before they reached their home in the South. On their way they
stole horses to replace those they had lost in the war. The white
settlers ran down many of the returning warriors and killed them.
(1) This aroused among the Cherokees a deep resentment and hatred
for Virginia's westernmost settlers. The treaty of peace signed between
the English and French in Paris February 10, 1763 did nothing to allay
the feeling.
Furthermore, the Cherokees, Shawnees and Mingoes realized that the
Virginia settlers were fast encroaching upon their favorite hunting
grounds in the Clinch River Valley, and they were determined not to
give them up without a vigorous protest. It was while this resentment
on the part of the Indians was beginning to boil that Daniel Boone
spent considerable time hunting in Southwestern Virginia and Kentucky
and decided to remove his family and some of his neighbors from the
Yadkin River in North Carolina to Kentucky.
In the summer of 1773 Daniel Boone met Captain William Russell in
Clinch Valley; and the two seemed to have agreed to unite a strong
party for a settlement in Kentucky, which place they meant to reach
by way of Cumberland Gap. Boone, after making an agreement with Captain
Russell for farming implements and seed, returned to his home on the
Yadkin. There he persuaded his wife's people, the Bryans, and five
other families to make the venture.
On September 25, 1773, they set out with what belongings they could
take. Upon reaching Wolf Hills, now Abingdon, Virginia, Daniel sent
his seventeen-year-old son, James, in company with John and Richard
Mendenhall, also of North Carolina, northward across country to Captain
Russell's at Castle's Woods to obtain flour and farming tools. Daniel
said he and the party would
follow the old wilderness trail through the Big Moccasin Gap, over
Wallen's Ridge, go into camp and let the women and children rest until
James and his party overtook them. (2)
At Captain Russell's home, Henry Russell, seventeen-year-old son of
Captain Russell, a man by the name of Isaac Crabtree, and two Negro
slaves, Charles and Adam, joined James' party in order to help with
the load of flour and farm implements. Captain Russell, himself, said
he must follow later, since he had some necessary work to do at home
before leaving. He would join David Gass who lived eight miles down
river where he had laid claim to 435 acres of land in the Sinking
Creek vicinity on the south side of the Clinch.
James and his party set out October 8, following the old Fincastle
trail down past David Gass' place and crossed Clinch River at Hunter's
Ford, now Dungannon. From that point they passed through Rye Cove,
and took the wilderness trail over Powell Mountain to the headwaters
of Wallen's Creek. James and his companions could see signs probably
made by his father's party; he knew that the place of rendezvous was
but a few miles ahead. However, darkness overtook them, and fearing
they might lose their way, they went into camp the evening of October
9.
They built a fire and ate a scanty meal. Then, lying down beside the
fire, they tried to sleep. Although weary from the long hard walk,
they couldn't sleep for the incessant howling of wolves evidently
disturbed by the fireligh. The Mendenhall boys were so alarmed at
the weird howling that they walked up and down, listening and making
no effort to conceal their fear. Isaac Crabtree, although he also
may have been afraid, joked about the howling.
"You boys are cowards," he said. "Might as well get
used to such noises. Over in Kentucky where we're going wolves - and
even buffaloes - will howl from the tree tops." The fire died
down; its light dimmed. The howling reached further and further into
the forest. Little by little day dawned. The men and boys sat up,
stretched, listening. For a while there was no sound but the whimper
of the waters of Wallen's Creek and the eerie whisper of the wind
in the trees.
But, suddenly, on the morning of October 10, that
calm was broken by the war whoop of Indians who rushed up with knife
blades raised and guns cracking. Henry Russell was shot through the
hips and brought down. Then, an Indian attacked him with a hunting
knife and began to stab him. He grabbed the knife blade with his bare
hands, trying to protect himself. But he failed. Soon he lay dead.
Yet, the Indians shot arrows into his body. (3)
James was immediately attacked by a big Indian whom he knew to be
Big Jim, a Shawnee, who had roamed the Yadkin Country and had pretended
to be a friend of his father. Big Jim seemed to delight in whacking
James with a knife and pounding him with a tomahawk. Instead of killing
the boy instantly, the big Indian prolonged the torture. The Negro
Adam who had escaped to a pile of driftwood heard James cry out, "Oh,
Big Jim, please don't! I'm your friend. I thought you were my friend,
too. Oh, Jim, have mercy on me!"
But Big Jim gloating in his savage attack, continued to torture helpless
James until he screamed out in agony, "Kill me, Big Jim! Quick!
Get it over with!" Big Jim was intent upon making death come
with all the torture possible, and he continued to whack away with
his knife. James would, like Henry Russell, grab onto the blade until
his hands were cut to shreds. Even after death, the slashing went
on until the bodies were horribly mutilated. Then, leaving a war club
on the scene, the Indians slunk away into the forest. (4)
All in the party were killed save Isaac Crabtree and the two Negroes.
Adam, after watching the massacre from the driftwood, ran into the
woods, tried to find his way back to Castle's Woods but got lost and
wandered alone several days before finding his way out.
Negro Charles was taken prisoner and forced to travel with his captors.
About forty miles from the scene of the attack, two Indians quarreled
over possession of him, each wanting to take him North to sell him.
Unable to settle the dispute, the leader of the party slew Charles
with a tomahawk; and, then, the disputants ceased to argue. Isaac
Crabtree might have continued on the trail to tell Daniel Boone what
had happened to his son; but, instead, he took to the woods and returned
to Castle's Woods. Because of the outrage he became deeply embittered
toward all Indians and swore revenge; and later he did stir up trouble,
which only made Indian threats on the settlers more pronounced.
Later in the day Captain Russell, Captain Gass and their small party
came upon the murder scene. A runner was sent forward to warn Daniel
to watch out for a possible attack on his people. Others began to
dig graves. Upon receiving the bad news, Daniel Boone hurried his
little crowd of people into a ravine for protection. They put out
sentinels and scouts. The shocked and grieved Rebecca Boone could
do nothing for her slain son, but to show her respect she sent a runner
back with a clean linen sheet in which to wrap his body and keep it
off the ground.
Some writers say that Daniel pursued the attackers down a creek and
then returned to camp to help defend the people there. At night a
few of the Indians stole toward the camp, but Boone's defenders shot
at them and chased them away. Upon scouting the premises next morning
blood was found, indicating that some of the bullets had hit their
marks.
Although members of the party were alarmed, Daniel Boone still wanted
to continue the journey. Captain Russell, however, persuaded him to
take his family to the neighborhood of Castle's Woods and await a
change in the warlike behavior of the Indians. Boone had sold his
possessions on the Yadkin and could not well return there. So, he
took Captain Russell's advice and went with him to the Clinch River
Valley. The remainder of the party returned to the Yadkin or to the
Holston settlements.
Boone said he didn't want to crowd the families in either Russell's
or Moore's Forts, both of which were in the Castle's Woods vicinity.
He said he could support his family during the autumn and winter with
his trusty rifle; and, if he could find an abandoned cabin he'd take
it. (5)
Fortunately, Captain David Gass had such a cabin on his farm situated
about half way between Hunter's Ford, now Dungannon, and Castle's
Woods, known as the Sinking Creek area. To this cabin Bone took his
family and settled down for the winter.
It was believed that the Indians guilty of this attack were Cherokees
and Captain John Stuart, British Indian agent among the Cherokees,
urged them to give up the murderers; and, as a result, one chief was
executed and another escaped only by fleeing to the Chickaway tribe.
It was learned later, however, that the marauding band was composed
partially of Shawnees because some of the books and farming tools
carried by the James Boone party were found and brought in and delivered
to the whites by the northern Indians as a result of the treaty following
Dunmore's War the next autumn. (6)
Soon after the massacre of the James Boone party Isaac Crabtree, who
managed to escape, threw the whole border into a state of panic when,
keeping his vow to kill all Indians he could, began his killing foray
at a horse race in the Watauga settlement in Tennessee. He shot and
killed one Indian who was a mere bystander at the races.
This murdered Indian was Cherokee Billy, a kinsman of an influential
Cherokee chief.
Settlers on the frontier were fearful of a revenge attack by the tribe.
In order to prevent such a war some of the leading settlers hastened
to assure the Cherokees of their disapproval of Crabtree's conduct.
An award of 50 pounds English money was issued for Crabtree's arrest.
To this amount Governor Dunmore of Virginia added 100 pounds.
Several settlers knew of Crabtree's whereabouts and could easily have
collected the reward, but they had suffered so much from Indian attacks
that they had no inclination to turn up a man who had killed one of
the savages.
It was thought that no further trouble would come from Crabtree, but
later hearing that a party of three Cherokees were hunting on the
Nola Chucky River, he hurried thither with intent of attacking them.
But, when upon arriving, he found thirty-seven instead of three. He
returned to his father's home at Big Lick, now Saltville, Virginia.
In order to quell his yen for private warfare the county officers
of Fincastle County persuaded him to join a military group whose job
it was to defend the border. (7)
FOOTNOTES:
(1) Summer, Lew P., History of Southwest Virginia, p. 70 (2) Addington,
R.
M., History of Scott County, Virginia, p. 14
(3) Draper Manuscript, 6C14
(4) Draper Manuscript, 6C7-20; 6S79-83, 11CC12, 13C133
(5)History of Scott County, Virginia op. Cit. P. 15;
(6)History of Scott County, op. Cit p. 16
(7) Draper Manuscripts.
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