A journal containing an accurate and interesting account of the hardships, sufferings, battles, defeat, and captivity of those heroic Kentucky volunteers and regulars, commanded by General Winchester, in the year 1812-13: Also, two narratives, by men that were wounded in the battles on the River Raisin, and taken captive by the IndiansDarnell, Elias
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A journal containing an accurate and interesting account of the hardships, sufferings, battles, defeat, and captivity of those heroic Kentucky volunteers and regulars, commanded by General Winchester, in the year 1812-13: Also, two narratives, by men that were wounded in the battles on the River Raisin, and taken captive by the Indians
Darnell, Elias
Kentucky. Militia; United States -- History -- War of 1812 -- Personal narratives
The third night at length arrived; and he made my bed as usual; and
took my coat and shoes, but accidentally left my socks on. I lay down
with the determination to leave him before morning. I slept very well
for awhile. When I awoke, the house was dark. I thought this as good an
opportunity of deserting as I could get, but with considerable timidity
I made the attempt. I crawled to the door very easily, and raised the
blanket that hung up at the door; just as I was going out he coughed,
and I stopped until I thought he was asleep, and then started, without
shoes or coat, to Amherstburg. When I got there, I examined several
yards and gardens to see if there was any fire. After going through
many streets, I turned my course towards the river, and accidentally
came to the house where the prisoners were. The sentinel, who was
standing at the door, let me in without much ceremony. Providence
smiled on this attempt to extricate myself from the Indians. Thus,
through mercy, I escaped from the savages, and was delivered from the
doleful apprehensions of being sacrificed in some barbarous and cruel
manner, to gratify their bloodthirsty souls. I got in between two of my
comrades who were lying next to the door. My feet were almost frozen
before morning.
During my captivity with the Indians, the other prisoners were treated
very inhumanly. The first night, they were put in a wood-yard; the rain
commenced early in the night, and put out all their fires. In this
manner they passed a tedious night, wet, and benumbed with cold. From
this place they were taken to a cold warehouse, still deprived of fire,
with their clothes and blankets frozen, and nothing to eat but a little
bread. In this wretched condition they continued two days and three
nights!
_26th._ The Indians came early in the morning to search for me, but
they were not admitted into the house. The guard said it would be well
for me to keep as much concealed as possible, for if the Indian I had
left could get me he would kill me. He came to the door, and made
motions to show how he would scalp me. I disguised myself by changing
my clothes and tying up my head, so that he did not know me.
The prisoners being destined to Fort George, were divided in two
divisions, the first to keep a day’s march before the second, in order,
probably, to be better supplied with provisions on the way.
I being attached to the first division, the Indians examined the lines
very closely for me, but not possessing discernment sufficient to know
me, I fortunately escaped.
Malden, or Amherstburg, is situated on the east side of Detroit
River, near its junction with Lake Erie, and contains about one
hundred houses, mostly frame; in lat. 42° 22′ N., long. 8° 3′ W. from
Philadelphia.
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