Chronicles of border warfare : $b or, A history of the settlement by the whites, of north-western Virginia, and of the Indian wars and massacres, in that section of the stateWithers, Alexander Scott
History
Chronicles of border warfare : $b or, A history of the settlement by the whites, of north-western Virginia, and of the Indian wars and massacres, in that section of the state
Withers, Alexander Scott
Indians of North America -- Wars -- 1750-1815; Ohio River Valley -- History -- To 1795; West Virginia -- History -- To 1950
Just after the first Indian had entered, an active young warrior,
holding in his hand a tomahawk with a long spike at the end, also came
in. Edward Cunningham instantly drew up his gun to shoot him; but it
flashed, and they closed in doubtful strife. Both were active and
athletic; and sensible of the high prize for which they were
contending, each put forth his utmost strength, and strained his every
nerve, to gain the ascendency. For a while, the issue seemed doubtful.
At length, by great exertion, Cunningham wrenched the tomahawk from
the hand of the Indian, and buried the spike end to the handle, in his
back. Mrs. Cunningham closed the contest. Seeing her husband
struggling closely with the savage, she struck at him with an axe.
The edge wounding his face severely, he loosened his hold, and made
his way out of the house.
The third Indian, which had entered before the door was closed,
presented an appearance almost as frightful as the object which he had
in view. He wore a cap made of the unshorn front of a buffalo, with
the ears and horns still attached to it, and which hanging loosely
about his head, gave to him a most hideous aspect. On entering the
room, this infernal monster, aimed a blow with his tomahawk at a Miss
Reece, which alighting on her head, wounded her severely. The mother
of this girl, seeing the uplifted arm about to descend on her
daughter, seized the monster by the horns; but his false head coming
readily off, she did not succeed in changing the direction of the
weapon. The father then caught hold of him; but far inferior in
strength and agility, he was soon thrown on the floor, and must have
been killed, but for the timely interference of Cunningham. Having
[175] succeeded in ridding the room of one Indian, he wheeled, and
sunk a tomahawk into the head of the other.
During all this time the door was kept by the women, tho' not without
great exertion. The Indians from without endeavored several times to
force it open and gain admittance; and would at one time have
succeeded, but that, as it was yielding to their effort to open it,
the Indian, who had been wounded by Cunningham and his wife, squeezing
out at the aperture which had been made, caused a momentary relaxation
of the exertions of those without, and enabled the women again to
close it, and prevent the entrance of others.--These were not however,
unemployed. They were engaged in securing such of the children in the
yard, as were capable of being carried away as prisoners, and in
killing and scalping the others; and when they had effected this,
despairing of being able to do farther mischief, they retreated to
their towns.
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