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Chapter 6
Suffering and Escapes Of Prisoners - Ravages Of Tories And Indians
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Fort Niagara.-Dr. Bethune.-Colonel
Johnson.-Colonel Butler.-A Tory Friend.-Brant's visit.-James Butler.-Carlton
Island.-Ogdensburg.Cote- du Lac.-Montreal.-The Prevot there.-Prison
Life.-General McLain. -Sir William Grant.-Labor of Prisoners.-An
Escape.-Prison Fare.-Colonel Gordon.-Release of Captain Abeel.-Isle
of Jesu.-Life there.-New Clothes.-Books.-They prepare to escape.-The
Fourth of July.-Escape from the Island.-Point au Tremble.-Chambly
River.-Hessian Boat.Axes lost.-A British Blockhouse.-Surge Marsh.-A
False Alarm.-Lake Magog.-Indians-Connecticut River.-They Cross it.-A
Narrow Escape.-Wild Berries.-A Log-house.-Kind Friends.-General
Bailey.-New Shoes.-A Horse.-Routes Home.-Short and Miller.-Letter of
Mr. Emerick.-Massacre at Minisink.-Burial of its Victims.-Raid on
Harpersfield and Canajoharie.-Brant in Ulster County.-His
History.-Rev. Dr. Wheelock.-Brant visits England.-Sir William Johnson
and the Indians.-The Butlers.-Colonel McKinstry.-His Life saved by
Brant.-Their Friendship. -Brant's Visits.-Sullivan's
Expedition.-Brant's Family.-His Death.-His Sons.-Their
Education.-Vindication of him by his Son.-Thomas Campbell.
Fort Niagara was large and strong, having been
early built by the French, and was one of the strongest holds of the
British in the west. It was on a tongue of land jutting into Lake
Ontario, with the Niagara River on one side and a cove on the other.
On the land side it had a breastwork fifteen feet high, covered with
turf, and inclosed some six or eight acres of land. There was in it a
handsome wooden edifice for the use of the head of the Indian
Department, who was then Col. Guy Johnson. [Fort Niagara was taken
from the United States by the British in the war of 1812, and was
held by them some time. A history of this fort may be found in the
"Gazetteer of New York," published in Syracuse in 1860; and
engravings both of its interior and exterior are given in the late
Rev. Dr. George W. Bethune's Life of his mother, who was born in the
fort, while her father was Surgeon of a British regiment stationed
there.] Colonel Johnson was a native of Ireland, and a son-in-law of
Sir William Johnson (whose life by Mr. William L. Stone has been
recently published). Capt. Snyder and his son were seated on the
piazza in front of the fort, with the Indians on either side of them,
when Colonel Johnson made his appearance. He was a short, thickset
man, about forty years of age, of a stern countenance and haughty
manners, in British uniform, with powdered locks, cocked hat, and a
sword by his side. His voice was harsh, with a touch of the brogue.
He ordered a white flag to be raised, as a signal for Colonel Butler,
who had a regiment of rangers on the opposite shore, and directed a
servant to give rum first to the Indians and then to the prisoners.
Soon Butler came, with two of his soldiers, and joined Colonel
Johnson. He was a native of Connecticut, tall and portly, dressed in
a green uniform, and apparently about fifty years of age.
When Johnson and Butler were seated opposite
the prisoners, Runnip gave the papers taken from Snyder to Colonel
Johnson, and gave an account of the prisoners, and where they were
taken. The papers were examined by each of the officers, and laid
aside. Johnson asked what news there was on the frontiers, when
Runnip replied, that the British fleet were up the Hudson River, as
high as Kingston, and that he and his companions had been down to the
point, and had seen the vessels. When Johnson asked Captain Snyder
about it, he said, "It may be so; we do not know." Then
followed the questions and answers given below. "Is Charleston
taken ? " "It was besieged, but we cannot tell whether it
was taken or not." "What is the strength of the rebel army
under Washington ? " "We cannot tell." "Do the
rebels still keep up their spirits ? " "As far as we know
they do." "How are the times ? " "Not very
encouraging." " Is West Point called Fort Defiance ?"
"We never heard it called so." "It is called so, and
you ought to know it."
Runnip then rose, and made a speech in his
native tongue, of some ten or fifteen minutes, which a Stockbridge
Indian rendered fluently into English. The substance of it was :
"The quarrel is between you and them (the Americans), and we
expect to be well rewarded for what we have done." Johnson
answered that he was willing to reward them with rum, provisions, and
corn, but that they must give none to the Indians around the fort. He
said that they had already been furnished and ordered to the Genesee
Flats to plant; but many of them, through laziness or dislike, went a
little way, got drunk, and returned. The Five Nations of Indians,
after their plantations on the Genesee Flats had been destroyed by
General Sullivan the year previous, had retreated to near Fort
Niagara, where they had been maintained during the winter by the
British Government. Having there been fed mostly on salt meat, great
numbers of them died of scurvy. Runnip now took Captain Snyder by the
hand and delivered him to Colonel Johnson, and his son Elias, in the
same way, to Butler. An escort of soldiers then conducted them to a
guardhouse on the wall of the fort, where they were confined a week.
The third day, a tory sergeant named Rowe, belonging to Butler's
corps, visited them. He had lived near the Snyders, in Saugerties,
and came to inquire about his relatives and friends. He was civil,
and seemed to pity them; but they could converse only in the presence
of a British sergeant, and aloud. Captain Snyder and his son were
here furnished with frock coats of coarse Indian cloth.
While in the guardhouse they were visited by
Brant, the celebrated Indian chief. He was good-looking, of a fierce
aspect, tall and rather spare, well spoken, and apparently about
thirty years of age. He wore moccasins elegantly trimmed with beads,
leggings and a breechcloth of superfine blue, a short green coat,
with two silver epaulets, and a small, round, laced hat. By his side
was an elegant silver-mounted cutlass; and his blanket of blue cloth
(purposely dropped in the chair on which he sat to display his
epaulets) was gorgeously adorned with a border of red. His language
was very insulting, asking many questions; and, having learned that
they were from near Esopus, he said, "That is my old
fighting-ground." They were led to form a very unfavorable
opinion of Brant, from his treatment of them. Speaking to Elias, he
said, "You are young, and I pity you ; but for that old
villain," pointing to his father, "I have no pity."
At the end of the week they were removed across
the river, with Michael Vreeland, formerly of New Jersey, James
Butler of Philadelphia, and an Irishman by the name of Gilfallen, and
were put into the bold of a twelvegun vessel on Lake Ontario. Butler
had been in Sullivan's army, was taken prisoner by the Indians near
Wyoming, and adopted by an Indian family at Niagara, in place of a
lost son. He ran away several times to Niagara, was sold to a British
surgeon for two gallons of rum, and was in the battles of Brandywine
and Germantown. Sergeant Rowe visited them on shipboard, and gave the
Snyders second-hand hats ; and a tory by the name of Birch, who had
known Benjamin Snyder, a brother of the captain, was kind to them,
and sent them seven pounds of sugar and a pound of tea. Friday, June
2, the vessel set sail, and the prisoners were permitted to come on
deck. Sunday they were put ashore on Carlton Island, at the foot of
the lake, where they were confined in a small fortress three days.
They were then sent in batteaux, under a guard of tories from Sir
John Johnson's battalion, to Montreal, stopping at Ogdensburg (then
called Oswegatchie), and receiving on board a female prisoner and
five deserters from the American army. The parting between this woman
and her husband, who was detained by his Indian captor, was most
affecting, separating as they did in a paroxysm of grief, with a
flood of tears. At Cote du Lac they stopped an hour, where an
Irishman cursed Gilfallen for rebelling against His Majesty, and then
brought him a large piece of bread and butter. June 12 they reached
La Chine, walking from thence nine miles to Montreal, where they were
confined in the Prevot, a military prison, of a class in which there
was great suffering during our Revolutionary War. The word
"Prevot" is of French derivation. The Prevot at Montreal
was a large, dismal lookiing stone building, with big windows, where
were confined American prisoners, and criminals of every kind. In a
room about sixteen feet by twenty, in the second story, forty
American prisoners, or "Yankees" as they were called, were
confined until August, while they slept in an entry or gangway about
sixteen feet by eight, where they were stowed, twenty on a side, with
their heads to the wall, and barely space enough between their feet
for the guard to pass when he inspected them at nine o'clock at
night. At times there were fifty prisoners in such apartments ; some
of whom, who had been longest confined, were sent to Quebec to
relieve the pressure. The keeper of the Prevot, named Jones, who had
married in Albany, secured for the Snyders the privilege of remaining
at Montreal, and treated them kindly.
About the first of August, most of the
prisoners were taken before General McLain, an elderly Scotch
officer, then commanding at Montreal. His manners were mild, and he
treated the prisoners well. He had gained a victory over the lamented
Montgomery. Prisoners who could secure recommendations from loyalists
were employed by Sir William Grant, a paymaster in the British army,
who had married a wealthy Canadian lady, and who was then building
mills on an island at the lower end of the city. The Snyders, who had
none to recommend them, Butler, who had come there from Niagara,
having refused to do so, were confined in the Prevot, until at length
the father was employed, the son remaining in prison as a security
for the father's fidelity. The prisoners were mostly employed in
blasting rocks and carrying the hod, and were paid five dollars a
month in coin. Captain Snyder, however, who was expert in using
tools, was employed as carpenter, and soon so far secured the favor
of his employer as to obtain the release of his son from prison.
On the night of the 28th of October, however,
six of those employed by Grant escaped ; and the next day all the
other prisoners in his employ were again confined in the Prevot.
There they remained without stockings during a Canadian winter, and
two-thirds of the time until the 13th of June the next year were
under the guard of a cruel Hessian sergeant and twenty-four men, who
beat the prisoners with their swords. Near the end of October, Sir
William Grant paid all the prisoners what he owed them, in coin. Some
Indians in the employ of the British having come to Montreal, while
returning from a drunken frolic by night, killed a Canadian, and
wounded another. The murderer, handcuffed and fettered, was thrust
into the Prevot, saying, "Me Yankee." He came near being
killed by a man named Brown, whose father had been murdered by
Indians in Harpersfield; but as two men named Hanson, from the
Mohawk, would not agree to conceal the deed and the name of him who
proposed to do it, the Indian's life was saved, and the next day he
was taken from the prison.
During their first confinement in the Prevot,
they had a short allowance of food, consisting of salt beef and pork,
peas and oatmeal for soup, with three pints of sprucebeer, a day.
Their food was drawn every Monday, and was so stinted in quantity as
with the utmost economy to last only five days, leaving them two days
of each week without food. They cooked their food at a single fire,
in the guardroom below. The Hessians were cross, and often drove them
from the fire; but as the Snyders were of German descent, and spoke
some High Dutch, they were treated with more indulgence. The Prevot
swarmed with vermin; and daily, after dinner, they tried to free
themselves from them, and spent much time in playing cards. The money
paid them by Grant enabled them to purchase a little tea and coffee.
They often heard the scalp-yell in Montreal, and saw Indians coming
in with scalps of men, women, and children, arranged in regular order
on poles.
June 13, Colonel James Gordon, of Ballston, was
brought in a prisoner with others, having been taken by the Indians
in an irruption into that place. Through his influence the Snyders
and Captain David Abeel and his son Anthony, of Catskill, who had
been brought to the Prevot the May previous (1781) with several
others, were liberated on parole, and billeted among the Canadians on
the Isle of Jesu, sixteen or eighteen miles above Montreal. Here they
were not treated well, though better than in the Prevot. The women
were many and ill-natured, and tried to prevent their making tea. In
August, Captain Abeel, being more than fifty, was sent home under
guard, as it was not customary to detain old men, women, or children,
the scalps alone of these being regarded as desirable.
About this time, Captain Drake, of Fishkill,
proposed employing Elias Snyder as a waiter; but, as he had signed
the parole as equal with the rest, he refused to be their servant. In
October, the well-known Captain Wood, of Goshen, the only survivor of
the massacre at Minisink, in Orange County, joined them. December 1,
they were all restricted to one house, with orders not to leave it,
Sir John Johnson's battalion having arrived on the island, and being,
as was supposed, unwilling to see rebels going at large. In three
days, however, they were allowed more liberty, and at Christmas began
to have better treatment and more cleanliness.
The Isle of Jesu is about forty miles long by
eight or nine wide, and they were then billeted among the Canadians
at St. Rosa, near the centre of the island. The Snyders lived by
themselves in the same family, and for the first time had a separate
bedroom, which was warm and comfortable, the master of the house
being aged, and keeping a fire night and day. While there a roll of
cloth, called London Brown, was presented to them, having, it was
said, been sent by Quakers from London. A prisoner by the name of
Davis, a tailor, cut it for garments; and Captain Snyder, being
ingenious at anything, made them up after a fashion. By aiding during
the summer in the building of two houses, and laboring for farmers,
they earned a little money for the purchase of comforts, but the
winter was mostly spent in visiting and cards. An Irishman named
Conelly, who had been in the Prevot for desertion, on being released,
stole Pliny's Epistles, which he gave to Elias. These were their only
source of intellectual amusement. One of the volumes is still in the
possession of Mr. Snyder ; the other he gave to James Butler, who
carried it to Philadelphia.
In May, 1782, growing tired of confinement,
they began to speak of making their escape. Capt. Snyder at first
strongly opposed their attempting it, being unwilling to violate his
parole ; but when it was urged that, by having been imprisoned three
days in December, their parole had been broken by the British, and
they were free from its obligation, and Elias having decided to
desert at all events, his father at length assented to the plan, and
they privately prepared for their escape. Young Snyder and Butler
bought leather of the merchants, for moccasins ; and Captains Snyder
and Philips, from Juniata, Pennsylvania, procured a passport for
Montreal, from the officer in command; and there, in a shop tended by
a boy, they purchased three pocket-compasses, as matters of
curiosity, pretending ignorance of their use. They celebrated the
Declaration of Independence by contributing each a small sum, buying
with it four gallons of wine, two of rum, and a sufficient supply of
loaf sugar; and there, though prisoners in the enemy's country,
almost with the bayonet at their breasts, and the tomahawk over their
heads, did twenty good Whigs celebrate the Fourth of July.
The 10th of September was the day fixed upon
for their escape. On the eve of that day, while at supper with the
family, Elias rose from the table, and took from the cellar three
large loaves of bread, and hid them under a hovel behind the barn.
Returning to the house, the Captain then rose, and took pork from the
cellar, concealing it in the same place with the bread. As soon as
the Canadians began vespers, the Snyders went to their room, as if
for rest; and throwing their packs out of the window, and following
them themselves, they soon gathered up their provisions in the hovel,
joined their comrades, Jonathan Millet, of Stonington, Connecticut,
Anthony Abeel, of Catskill, and James Butler, of Philadelphia, and
started for the lower part of the island. The night was rainy; two
small boats were found at the end of the island ; and with these
lashed together for greater safety, and with paddles previously
prepared, they embarked. About three miles below, there were rapids
to pass, which, being dangerous in a dark night, almost discouraged
them. At length they landed Captain Snyder, Abeel, and Millet, to
carry down the baggage; while young Snyder and Butler, having
separated the boats, went with them down the rapids. Having, however,
landed lower down than had been expected, they spent most of the
night in looking for their comrades, and at daylight landed on a
small desert island, about three miles below the rapids and ten from
Montreal. Here they drew up their boats in the long grass ; and, as
it cleared off cold, they lay all day very uncomfortably in their wet
clothes. But there was no other way for them to do, as the Canadian
boatmen passed so near them that they frequently saw them and heard
them converse. At dusk they left in their boats; and crossing the St.
Lawrence at Point au Tremble, by daybreak, they came in sight of the
settlements on the River Chambly. During the night, it being very
dark, they came so near running into a Hessian boat, that the
rattling of the muskets and the conversation of the men were
distinctly heard. Near Chambly they lay all day in an old hedge. At
sunset part of them went up the river and the rest down, in search of
vessels to transport them across the river, and found two canoes, one
of which was set adrift, the other being large enough for them all;
but, when it was too late to recover them they found that the two
axes they had brought with them from St. Rosa, and which they much
needed, had gone down the Chambly in the floating canoe. After
crossing the Chambly, they went a short distance, and lay down for
the night.
Thinking themselves now out of danger, they
began travelling by daylight, passing around the Canadian
settlements, with one exception, through which they boldly marched
armed with clubs. At dusk they came near a British blockhouse, on the
Missisque River, where, concealing themselves until all was quiet in
the blockhouse, they made a raft and passed over the river. The
opposite shore being rocky and thickly covered with spruce, so that
it was difficult to move, they rested for the night, within hearing
of the fortress, piling up brush to conceal their fire from the view
of the garrison. Their clothes were wet, and they passed an
uncomfortable night, resuming their journey at the firing of the
morning gun in the fortress. They soon entered upon an extensive
tract of low, moist land, covered with tamarack and a thick growth of
underbrush, which tore their pantaloons to pieces. It was covered
with soft, spongy moss, saturated with water which was unfit for use.
For two days they travelled through this tract suffering much from
thirst, and then found more solid footing. Between this tract and
Lake Magog the country was more agreeable, being made up of uplands
and cedar swamps. In these swamps, which were difficult to pass
through, they were sometimes compelled to spend the night. Captain
Abeel, awaking one night, heard what he thought was the yell of
Indians, when, quickly awaking his companions, they covered their
fire, and went separately into the brush. All listened with
eagerness, and to their great joy found that it was only the hooting
of an owl.
In four or five days after leaving the
lowlands, they reached the shore of Lake Magog. Here most of them
were for following the gravelly beach; but Capt. Snyder opposed this
course, fearing they might meet with Indians who frequented such
places laces, but his objections being overruled, they kept along by
the lake from ten until three, when, halting at a brook to drink,
Capt. Abeel said, in a low tone, "There are Indians." In
the distance they saw the smoke of an Indian hut, and two dogs coming
towards them, which, much to their surprise, did not bark. Each one
taking the alarm, with the utmost speed and effort climbed to the
summit of a neighboring cliff, but no one pursued them. For the sake
of greater safety, however, they kept some twenty-five feet apart,
and travelling until sunset, they slept at the same distance from
each other. Captain Snyder afterwards learned that the Indians of
this hut had, in the forenoon of the same day, gone in pursuit of
Captain Philips, of Juniata, who with one Roberts fled from St. Rosa
the afternoon of the same day with themselves. They thought, however,
that one Indian must have remained behind, as otherwise there would
have been neither smoke nor dogs at the hut.
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They were now nearly out of provisions, and
began to suffer, living four days almost entirely upon spignet, until
they reached the Connecticut River, about thirty miles above the
upper Coos. Here, at a fire, Elias found the thigh-bone of a moose,
stripped of all but the sinews, which had been left there the night
previous by Indians or hunters. He burned the bone and sinews, and
ate them for two days, carrying the bone in his pocket. After
travelling for some distance along the west side of the river, they
crossed it, for the sake of avoiding the troubled state of Vermont,
and to arrive the sooner at the inhabited districts. The day after
reaching the river they caught a few trout, and young Snyder plunged
in with his pack and angling-rod, and attempted to swim across the
river; but his strength failing, when nearly across, he sank and
would have been drowned, but for a sudden effort which brought him
where he could wade ashore. For some time he lay quite exhausted on
the shore. This discouraged the others from following him ; but they
soon found a more favorable place for crossing, and passed over. Not
far from this point they found the first traces of civilized
inhabitants. They ate blackberries, in a new field covered with them,
and some two miles beyond came to a log-house, the owner of which was
working in a field. Captain Snyder and Abeel went towards him to
inquire for provisions, while the others entered the cabin and helped
themselves to part of a loaf of bread, which was all the provisions
the poor man had. When he came in soon after and looked for his
bread, on the shelf where he had left it, and could not find it, he
was not displeased, but said they were welcome. The same evening they
went about a mile further, to the house of a man named Williams,
whose family kindly gave up to them their supper of hasty-pudding and
moose-pie. Here they remained all night; and in the evening several
of the neighbors came in, with a magistrate named Ames, who, after
examining them, furnished Captain Snyder with a passport for himself
and his comrades to the headquarters of General Bailey, at the lower
Coos. They were now in New Hampshire, among a very humane and
generous people, who liberally supplied their wants. But such was
their appetite after enduring extreme hunger, that they commonly ate
six meals a day of light food, and thus made small progress. Sunday,
September 29, they reached General Bailey's headquarters, who
received them with great kindness. He ordered shoes to be made and
mended for them; and there they remained two days, when Captain
Snyder, having been furnished with a horse by the General, left his
companions and returned home through Massachusetts and Connecticut,
crossing the Hudson River at Poughkeepsie. The others went by the way
of Sunderland and Pittsfield, Massachusetts, and crossed the Hudson
at Kinderhook. Captain Snyder reached home first, where he found his
relatives and friends living and in good health. The joy of their
meeting we need not attempt to describe.
In the narrative above, the names of Peter
Short and his son-in-law Peter Miller, of Woodstock, in Ulster
County, are found as captives and prisoners with the Snyders in
Canada ; Woodstock and Saugerties being adjoining towns, near the
southern extreme of the Catskill Mountains, so that the Snyders and
their fellow-prisoners lived within a few miles of each other when at
home. At the request of the author, Mr. James U. Emerick, a wellknown
and intelligent resident of Woodstock, recently made inquiries with
regard to Short and Miller, and under date of June 16, 1866, wrote as follows:
"Short and Miller were freed from their
captivity in Canada by an Indian named Joe Dewitt, to whom they had
shown kindness before their captivity. This Indian requested them to
wash their blackened faces, which had been painted to prevent their
friends from recognizing them, if others from the same district
should be taken prisoners. He then conducted them through the
wilderness, so that in due time they reached Woodstock in safety,
thankful to God who had preserved their lives, while exposed to
torture and death, from the merciless tories and savage Indians. This
information I obtained from Captain John Vandebogart and James
Wolven, aged inhabitants of this town, who received it directly from
the Snyders, who were with these men in Canada, and knew of the
manner of their liberation, as also from Short and Miller themselves.
There are in this town a number of young men named Short and Miller,
who are grandchildren of those spoken of above."
The account given in the narrative of the
Snyders, as to the reason why Short's face was painted black, is
probably the correct one, though the Indians commonly painted the
faces of their captives so as to resemble their own, when near the
white settlements, or where they did not wish them to be known by
their friends or others.
In the narrative above, Captain Wood, of
Goshen, is spoken of as the only survivor of the massacre of
Minisink. This may have been the impression among the captives in
Canada at the time, but can hardly be correct. In Gordon's America,
vol. iii., P. 22, we read thus: " July 23, 1779, Colonel Brant,
with sixty of his warriors and twenty-seven white men, came suddenly
upon Minisink, in Orange County, New York, where they killed seven of
the inhabitants and made others captives. They burned ten houses,
twelve barns, a garrison, and two mills, and then commenced their
retreat. The militia from Goshen and places adjacent, to the number
of one hundred and fortynine, collected, pursued, and came up with
them, when a most bloody battle was fought. The Indians were finally
victorious, and thirty only of the one hundred and fortynine whites
escaped. Some were carried into captivity, and the rest were killed.
Not being sufficiently cautious, they fell into an ambush, and hence
they fought at a great disadvantage.
In 1821 a county meeting was held, by which it
was voted that the bones of the slain should be collected and
deposited under a suitable monument, at the same time ordered to be
erected. In 1822 the committee appointed to collect the bones,
"which had been exposed to the sun and snows for forty-three
years," had found those of fortyfour persons, which were with
much formality publicly interred. We read also in the narrative of
the Snyders, that while they were in the Prevot in Montreal, a man by
the name of Brown, whose father had been killed by the Indians in
Harpersfield, New York, was anxious to kill a drunken Indian, who had
killed a Canadian, and who, having been thrust in among them,
insulted them by saying, "Me Yankee."
In Drake's "History and Biography of the
Indians of North America," page 588, we read, that, "in the
spring Of 1780, Brant surprised Harpersfield with a company of his
warriors and a few tories. He took nineteen prisoners, and killed
several others. August 2, he fell upon Canajoharie with about four
hundred mixed warriors, killed sixteen people, took about fifty-five
prisoners, chiefly women and children; killed or drove away about
three hundred cattle and horses; burned fifty-three houses and as
many barns, besides out-houses, a new and elegant church, a
gristmill, and two garrisons."
Brant, the Indian Chief, holding the rank of
colonel in the British army, in his interview with the Snyders at
Fort Niagara, speaking of the region about Esopus, or Kingston, and
Saugerties, said, "That is my old fighting-ground." Brant
is said to have had an encampment or fortification nearly west of
where the Snyders lived, on the side of the mountains north of the
Plattekill Clove, from which he could look out upon a wide extent of
country below, and decide where to descend and prey upon the
inhabitants of that region.
Brant, or Brandt, as his name is often spelled,
was so called from his Indian name, which signifies Brant, a species
of wild 'goose. He is said to have been born in 1742, on the bank. of
the Ohio River, where his parents had gone for a time. he was an
Onondaga Indian, of the Mohawk tribe, and the home of his family was
Canajoharie Castle, the central of the three castles of the Mohawks,
in their native valley.
When he was thirteen years old he joined the
Indian forces under Sir William Johnson, a celebrated British
officer, and Superintendent of the Indians in that region and, when
nineteen, was sent with several other Indian youth by Johnson to
Moor's Charity School, in Lebanon, Connecticut, under the care of the
Rev. Dr. Wheelock, where he was educated.
Brant's early teacher having been requested
afterwards by those in authority to use his influence with his former
pupil, with a view to secure his aid in favor of the Colonies and
against Great Britain, in our Revolutionary War, he shrewdly reminded
the reverend doctor that he had been accustomed to hear him pray that
we might be good subjects, might fear God, and honor the king.
In 1775, Brant went to England, where he
received much attention, and was thus probably led to take the side
of Great Britain in the war which had then just commenced. Sir
William Johnson was the British Agent of Indian Affairs, and had
secured great influence among the Indians of the Six Nations by
freely entertaining hundreds of them at a time at his house at the
village of Johnstown on the Mohawk. He used also at certain times to
dress like the Indians; and, being a widower, he had a sister of
Brant as a companion. His influence with the Indians was great in
leading them to aid the British in our Revolutionary War, though he
died in 1774, a year before the battle of Bunker Hill. Those white
savages, John and Walter Butler, natives of Connecticut, whose names
are associated with that of Brant in connection with the
Revolutionary War, lived about four miles southeast of Johnstown, on
the same side of the Mohawk. To one of these Butlers the Snyders
refer in their narrative; and the descendants of Brant have tried to
prove that he was much more humane than the Butlers, which might well
have been without saying much in his favor. Brant, too, claimed that
he could not restrain, as he would have done, his Indian warriors
from deeds of violence and blood.
In the summer and autumn of 1865, 1 had
occasion to prepare and deliver an address, which was published,
giving an account of nearly thirty prominent clergymen and laymen,
who, fifty years before, had founded the Bible Society of the County
of Greene, the year before the American Bible Society was organized.
The only surviving founder of this County Society was Mr. Henry
McKinstry, formerly a merchant of Catskill, and afterwards connected
for many years with the New York Custom House, - a gentleman of
intelligence, and of high social and Christian standing, courtesy,
and worth. His father, Colonel John McKinstry, who lived near Hudson,
New York, was captain of a company in the unfortunate invasion of
Canada, by our troops in 1776. At the battle of the Cedars, forty
miles above Montreal, in May of that year, in a severe engagement,
Captain McKinstry was wounded and left lying beside a tree, where he
was taken prisoner by the Indians. It is said that they intended to
torture him in their well-known savage way, and had made preparations
to do so, but that he having made masonic signs to Brant, who had
joined the free-masons when in England, his life was thus saved.
Brant, with other British officers, bought an ox which they presented
to the Indians in place of Captain McKinstry, in cooking and eating
which they had a great feast and carouse.
Ever after this Brant was a warm and devoted
friend of McKinstry, making him, to the close of his life, an annual
visit at his house near Hudson. Mr. Henry McKinstry informed me that
Brant strongly urged his father to remove, and settle near him in
Canada, offering if he would do so to give him five hundred or one
thousand acres of land from the grant made to him by the British
Government after the close of the war. Mr. James Powers, a prominent
lawyer in Catskill, now more than eighty years of age, told me that
he was in the family and office of Honorable Elisha Williams, of
Hudson, a lawyer of great eminence, from 1802 to 1806, and that
Colonel McKinstry used each year to come there with Brant to dine. He
wore at that time the common citizen's clothes of the whites, and
used to entertain those present by specimens of Indian dances and
other customs of his race. He used also to attend the meetings of the
Masonic Lodge in Hudson. Mr. Henry McKinstry, who is a brother-in-law
of Mr. Powers, also told me that his father once visited him at his
house with Brant.
In the narratives of the captives taken by the
Indians to Canada, as already given, repeated allusions have been
made to General Sullivan's expedition against the Indians. A few of
the leading facts connected with this expedition are as follows : The
fearful massacres of the Indians and tories at Wyoming and elsewhere
led General Washington to send General Sullivan with twenty-five
hundred men into the Indian country to check and punish them. Brant
and Butler with six hundred Indians, and Guy Johnson (a son-in-law of
Sir William) with two hundred tories, came out to meet Sullivan; but
August 29, 1779, at Newtown, now Elmira, on Tioga River, after a
fight of two hours, the tories and Indians were defeated and put to
flight. Forty villages were utterly destroyed by Sullivan, no trace
of vegetation being left on the surface of the ground. All the cattle
of the Indians were either killed or driven off, many of which had
been stolen from the Americans.
After the Revolutionary War, in 1791 and at
other times, Brant used his great influence with the southern and
western Indians, to induce them not to engage in war against the
United States, and in 1792 visited New York and Philadelphia to see
personal friends in those cities, and to pay his respects to General
Washington, then President of the United States. In the winter of
1779, Brant was married to the first of his three wives by his
companion-in-arms, Colonel John Butler, formerly a justice of the
peace, to a daughter of Colonel Croghan, a British officer, by an
Indian woman. Brant had lived with this woman for some time before he
was married. He lived in English style, on the valuable tract of land
given him by George Ill., in a good two-story house at the head of
Lake Ontario, north of the beach which separates the lake from
Burlington Bay. His surviving wife, however, would never fully
conform to the usages of civilized life, but after his death went to
the Grand River, and there lived with part of her children in a
wigwam, while others of them remained behind in the comfortable
dwelling of their father where he died, November 24, 1807, aged
sixty-four years and eight months. He was patient and resigned during
his last sickness, and was buried in Mohawk Village, on Grand River,
by the Episcopal Church be had built there, of which Christian
communion he was a member.
His sons, Joseph and Jacob, went in 1800 to
Hanover, New Hampshire, to be educated there in Dartmouth College;
while John, the fourth son, who succeeded his father as chief, with
his sister, Elizabeth, for many years hospitably entertained in the
family mansion those who called upon them there after their father's
death. My learned and venerable friend and recent neighbor, Rev. Dr.
Ostrander, of Saugerties, New York, who entered the ministry of the
Reformed Dutch Church in 1800, told me that in 1810, he, in company
with Rev. Dr. Sickles, formerly of Kinderhook, called on Brant's
family, in their home on Lake Ontario, where they were kindly
received. His son John visited England in 1822, and was chosen a
member of the Colonial Assembly of Upper Canada in 1832.
Dartmouth College began its existence in
Hanover, New Hampshire, in 1769, on the removal there of Moor's
Charity School from Lebanon, Connecticut, or rather, by the removal
there of Rev. Dr. Wheelock, principal of the school, with twenty-four
pupils, six of whom were Indians. The school in Lebanon was
incorporated and continued there. Dr. Wheelock having died during our
Revolutionary War, his son John, then serving in the army, left it,
and took his father's place at the head of the college. Joseph and
Jacob Brant were in the family of James Wheelock, a brother of the
President, and did well as to conduct and study, until in the spring
of 1802 a quarrel arose between the young Brants, and Joseph left
college to return there no more. Jacob also went home, but returned
in the fall, and was in college some time longer. Jacob married a
Mohawk girl in 1804. Isaac, the oldest son of Brant, died of a wound
from his father's hand, which he richly deserved. John Brant was in
most of the battles of the war of 1812, was active and brave ; and
when in England, in 1821, he convinced Thomas Campbell, the poet,
that he had done great injustice to his father, Joseph Brant, in his
poem "Gertrude of Wyoming," inasmuch as Brant was not then
at Wyoming at all. Campbell acknowledged his error in an edition of
his poems published soon afterwards. Elizabeth Brant married her
cousin, Mr. Kerr, of Niagara, a grandson of Sir William Johnson and
Molly Brant; and they lived in the family mansion on Lake Ontario.
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