The Memoirs of Lieut. Henry Timberlake (Who Accompanied the Three Cherokee Indians to England in the Year 1762): Containing Whatever He Observed Remarkable, Or Worthy of Public Notice, During His Travels to and from That Nation; Wherein the Country, Government, Genius, and Customs of the Inhabitants, Are Authentically Described. Also the Principal Occurrences During Their Residence in London. Illustrated With an Accurate Map of Their Over-hill Settlement, and a Curious Secret Journal, Taken by tTimberlake, Henry
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The Memoirs of Lieut. Henry Timberlake (Who Accompanied the Three Cherokee Indians to England in the Year 1762): Containing Whatever He Observed Remarkable, Or Worthy of Public Notice, During His Travels to and from That Nation; Wherein the Country, Government, Genius, and Customs of the Inhabitants, Are Authentically Described. Also the Principal Occurrences During Their Residence in London. Illustrated With an Accurate Map of Their Over-hill Settlement, and a Curious Secret Journal, Taken by t
Timberlake, Henry
Cherokee Indians -- History; United States -- History -- French and Indian War, 1754-1763
On the 4th of February, an account came in almost contradictory to this.
An Indian woman from Holston’s River was the messenger, who related,
that the northern Indians had turned their arms against the English, and
were then actually building a breast-work within a quarter of a mile of
Fort Robinson; that, whilst one half were employed in carrying on the
work, the other observed the motions of our people; but this lie was
even too gross for Indians to digest; tho’ the next day, another who
came in confirmed it, and moreover affirmed the enemy’s fortifications
to be already breast high.
The 15th was the day appointed for the return of the Little Carpenter;
and his not arriving began to give his friends a great deal of
uneasiness. Ostenaco bore likewise his share in it, as his brother was
of the party. Here is a lesson to Europe; two Indian chiefs, whom we
call barbarians, rivals of power, heads of two opposite factions, warm
in opposing one another, as their interest continually clash; yet these
have no farther animosity, no family-quarrels or resentment, and the
brother of the chief who had gained the superiority is a volunteer under
his rival’s command.
For my part, I was no less anxious about the express. I dispatched my
servant out to meet him, and bring me the particulars of what had been
transacted at the Great Island; he returned in about five or six days,
with the letters the express had been charged with, leaving him to make
out the rest of the journey as his fatigue would permit. Among others
was a letter from Capt. M‘Neil, informing me, that a party of about
seventy northern Indians came to Fort Robinson a short time after I had
left it, who told him, that they came from Pittsburg, with a pass from
the commanding officer, to join us against the Cherokees, not knowing
that we had already concluded a peace. They seemed very much
dissatisfied at coming so far to no purpose, and demanded if any
Cherokees were near? They were answered, that a party were out a
hunting; but, if they would be looked upon as friends to the English,
they must not meddle with them, while under the protection of the
commanding officer. The Indians, however, paying but little regard to
this admonition, went immediately in pursuit of them, and finding them a
few hours after, as in no apprehension of any enemy, they fired on them
before they discovered themselves, killing one, and wounding another,
who however made his escape to the fort. His countrymen all did the
same, without returning the fire, as few of their guns were loaded, and
they inferior in number. Their enemies pursued them to the fort, but
could never see them after, as Capt. M‘Neil took great care to keep them
asunder. Finding therefore no more likelihood of scalping, the northern
Indians marched away from the fort.
This was the same party I encamped with the first night after my
departure from the Great Island, and were surprised at the same place,
where they had still continued.
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