JONATHAN ALDER.
COL. WM. CURRY.
The tales of adventure and bloodshed
related by the early
pioneers of Ohio, of their dangers and
hardships have been
familiar to me since boyhood. Among
others of whom I heard
many harrowing stories related by my
father and other pioneers,
was of Jonathan Alder, who was at one
time a resident of Union
county, Ohio, and a noted pioneer and
frontiersman.
Like Captain Samuel Davis, the famous
Indian fighter, he
was taken captive by the Indians, and
the latter part of his life
was spent quietly in Madison county, and
his remains now rest
less than a score of miles west of the
city of Columbus.
"Lest we forget," it is well
sometimes to recall the heroic
deeds of our nearby neighbors, for to
those men who came to
this section of our state more than a
century ago, with rifle and
ax. we owe a debt we can never repay.
"Red ran the blood of foemen,
On countless fields of woe,
From Allegheny's shimmering stream
To Maumee broad and slow
On swift Miami's green-clad shores
And by Sandusky's side
And where Scioto's hill-crowned flood,
Greets grand Ohio's tide."
WAR OF 1812.
During the war of 1812, Alder resided
near Pleasant Valley
now Plain City, Ohio, in the territory
now within the bounds of
Union county. A military company was
organized at Pleasant
Valley in the summer of 1812 of which
Alder was elected cap-
tain and Frederick Loyd lieutenant.
There were 70 men in all,
and one Daniel Watkins was made colonel
and commander-in-
chief. They were directed to march north
toward the lakes
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about twenty miles beyond the
settlements on Big Darby and
erect a block-house for the protection
of the settlers. They
marched to Mill Creek about three miles
north of Marysville,
and after two or three days' work the
block-house was completed.
Mr. Alder well knew the Indian's mode of
warfare and con-
demned this as a very unwise move in the
governor to order so
many men from the settlements, for he
claimed the tactics of the
Indian would be to attack the women and
children in the settle-
ment and avoid the fort. They remained
in the block-house for
a few weeks, when a false alarm was
given that the Indians were
approaching, and it was not possible to
keep the men from re-
turning to the settlements. Some of the
stones used either for
the foundation or to strengthen the
walls may yet be seen on the
banks of the creek.
Thomas Killgore, who was a member of
this company and
the last survivor, died in Union county
about the year 1880, and
a short time before his death gave a
detailed account of this cam-
paign.
So far as is known, this is the only
fort ever erected within
the borders of the county, and it was
located about 32 miles
southwest from Columbus.
SKETCH OF ALDER'S LIFE.
Mr. Alder was born near Philadelphia,
but over the New
Jersey line, September 17, 1773, and
was about 40 years of age
when the war or 1812 commenced. When he
was about 7 years
of age his parents emigrated to
Virginia. About a year after
this event, and after the death of his
father, he was in the woods
hunting for horses with a brother, and
was taken prisoner by
the Indians. His brother attempted to
escape and was killed by
the Indians and his scalp taken in the
presence of Jonathan. Mr.
Alder often related to the old settlers
incidents of his trials and
hardships during his years of captivity,
in very graphic language.
The village to which Alder was taken
belonged to the Mingo
tribe, and was on the north side of the
Mad River, we should
judge somewhere within or near the
limits of what is now
Logan county. As he entered he was
obliged to run the gauntlet,
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formed by young children armed with
switches. He passed
through this ordeal with little or no
injury, and was adopted into
an Indian family. His Indian mother
thoroughly washed him
with soap and water with herbs in it,
previous to dressing him
into the Indian costume, consisting of a
calico shirt, breechclout,
leggings and moccasins. The family
having thus converted him
into an Indian, were much pleased with
their new member. His
Indian father was a chief of the Mingo
tribe, named Succohanos;
his Indian mother was named Whinechech,
and their daughters
respectively answered to the good old
English names of Mary,
Hannah and Sally. Succohanos and
Whinechech were old peo-
ple, and had lost a son, in whose place
they had adopted Jona-
than. They took pity on the little
fellow and did their best to
comfort him, telling him that he would
be restored to his mother
and brothers.
LIFE AMONG INDIANS.
When Alder had learned to speak the
Indian language, he
became more contented. He says: "I
would have lived very
happy, if I could have had health, but
for three or four years I
was subject to very severe attacks of
fever and ague. Their
diet went very hard with me for a long
time. Their chief living
was meat and hominy; but we rarely had
bread, and very little
salt, which was extremely scarce and
dear, as well as milk and
butter."
When he was old enough he was given an
old English mus-
ket, and told that he must go out and
learn to hunt. So he used
to follow along the river courses, where
mud turtles were plenty,
and commenced his first aims upon them.
He generally aimed
under them as they lay basking on the
rock, and when he struck
the stone they flew sometimes several
feet in the air, which
afforded great sport for the young
marksman. Occasionally he
killed a turkey or a raccoon, and when
he returned to the village
with his game, generally received high
praise for his skill. The
Indians told him he would make "a
great hunter one of these
days."
He had a varied experience during the
years he remained
with the Indians, and witnessed the
shedding of blood in more
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than one engagement between the whites
and the savages. He
also went on one expedition with others
in Kentucky, to steal
horses from the settlers. He remained
with the Indians until
after Wayne's treaty, 1795. He was urged
by them to be present
on the occasion and obtain a reservation
of land which was given
to each of the prisoners, but ignorant
of the importance, he
neglected and lost his land. Peace
having been restored, Alder
says, "I could now lie down without
fear and rise up and shake
hands both with the Indians and the
white man."
MET LUCAS SULLIVANT.
The summer after the treaty, while
living on Big Darby,
Lucas Sullivant made his appearance in
that region, surveying
lands, and became on terms of intimacy
with Alder, who related
to him a history of his life, and
generously gave him a piece of
land on which he dwelt; but there being
some little difficulties
about the title, Alder did not contest
and lost it.
When the settlers first made their
appearance on Darby,
Alder could scarcely speak a word of
English. He was then
about twenty-four years of age, fifteen
of which was passed with
the Indians.
When talking one day with John Moore, a
companion of
his, the latter questioned him where he
was from. Alder re-
plied that he was taken prisoner
somewhere near a place called
Greenbrier, Va., and that his people
lived by a lead mine, to
which he used frequently to go to see
the hands dig ore. Alder
then made up his mind that he would make
every effort to find
his family, and he advertised for them
in various places. Some-
time afterward he and Moore were at
Franklinton, when he was
informed there was a letter for him at
the post office. It was
from his brother Paul, stating that one
of the advertisements
was put up within six miles of him, and
that he got it the next
day. It contained the joyful news that
his mother and brothers
were still alive. He had married a squaw
from whom he sepa-
rated after dividing his property with
her. He went back to
Wythe county, Va., and found his family
and mother still living.
"The first words she spoke,"
he said, after she grasped me
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in her arms, were "How you have grown," and then she told him of a dream she had. A MOTHER'S DREAM. Said she: "I dreamed that you had come to see me, and that you was a little, mean looking fellow, and I could not own you for my son; but now I find I was mistaken -that it is en- tirely the reverse, and I am proud to own you for my son." I told her I could remind her of a few circumstances that she would recollect, that took place before I was made captive. I then related various things, among which was that the negroes, on passing our house on Saturday evenings to spend Sunday with their wives would beg of her to roast pumpkins for them against their return on Monday morning. She recollected these circumstances, and said now she had no doubt of my being her son. We passed the balance of the day in agreeable conversation, and I related to them the history of my captivity, my fears and doubts, of my grief and misery the first year after I was taken. My brothers at this time were all married, and Mark and John moved from there. They were sent for and came to see me, but my half brother, John, had moved so far away that I never got to see him at all." Alder is well remembered by the old citizens in Madison and Union counties. |
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