My 2nd persona for Rev War and 1790s

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  1. Aug 7, 2008 #1

    pegro1

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    James “James Edward Yorke” York
    Longhunter/Scout Sergeant of Dunlap’s Guard

    Character's Common Name: James Edward Yorke
    Given Name: James E. York

    James “J.E.Yorke” York
    Longhunter, Scout Sergeant of Dunlap’s Guard
    2930 Bentbrook Dr. Dunlap's Station, Oh 45251
    e-mail: flintlockhunter@yahoo.com

    I, James E. Yorke am the son of an Irish immigrant from Galway, Ireland who settled in Cooks Creek, Virginia. I was born 20 August 1750 to the son of a packhorse driver employed in the fur trade and a blacksmith by profession; he was Seamus Olin Yorke and married Marie Neu a German immigrant. I was taught some reading and a little writing by my mother, and carry the Bible with me on my travels. I was given my first rifle in 1757 and began hunting rabbit and squirrels, moving up to deer, elk, and bear as I grew in age. My natural father was murdered by Indians in 1758 over hunting and trapping rights to land, and, following the capture of the entire Yorke family by Indians during the French & Indian War, my step-father, Jonas Colton, was burned at the stake before my eyes in 1760. Upon my families capture, I was adopted into a Shawnee tribe the while my three younger brothers, Robert and Franklin, were adopted by the Delaware. The next decade of my life was spent living among the Shawnee of western Ohio. The Shawnee introduced me to the language and culture of the natives and eventually I came back east sometime after the end of the French & Indian War near Fort Pitt, where I began to make a name for myself as a capable scout and interpreter for the Crown. By then, I had come to love the Indian way of life, and, at one point, served as bodyguard to Shawnee Indian Chief Catahecassa or Black Hoof.
    Even back among the frontier settlements, I continued to practice the Indian mode of dress and lifestyle, moving about frequently along the Ohio River valley and making no permanent ties. My military career began as a frontier scout during Lord Dunmore's War, the brief border conflict in 1774 between Virginia, Pennsylvania, and the Shawnee tribes. I continued in this capacity during the early years of the American Revolution, operating out of Fort Pitt as an Indian agent and spy for the Americans.

    It was during this time that I met John Dunlap. While in an altercation near Fort Pitt, I came to the aid of a short, thickset man in trouble. I joined with Dunlap as a scouting agent and was assigned to him on his first mission into the Ohio Country, which was into and through Kan-tuc-ee, across the Ohio River and up the Great Miami River. We quickly became close trusted friends. There aren’t many people a man can depend on in this country, I told him, and it would be good to know there was at least one. John Dunlap agreed readily and I began my work for him. I have found I am often the most literate person in groups of frontiersmen. I will sometimes entertain my hunting companions by reading to them around the evening campfire.
    I have in my time war’d with the Natives and frontiersmen over land and hunting rights, taking a few scalps which is part of the spoils of battle in these lands. My first travels with John Dunlap came during the Revolutionary War; we traveled into Kan-tuk-ee as Mr. Dunlap was a surveyor, we escorted families of settlers into these lands with ourselves and some 30 settlers North across the Ohio and along the Great Miami River under the employ of a Mr. Jonathan Cleves Symmes to settle in a horseshoe bend and establish a station thereon.
    Along the way we stopped at the Fort of Boonesborough and were besieged by Indians, a hard fought battle that lasted 10 days, and unable to dislodge the inhabitants from their fortified settlements, the Indians destroyed crops and killed cattle, hoping that food shortages would compel us and the settlers to leave. With the food supply at Boonesborough running low, the settlers and us needed salt to preserve what meat there was. In January 1778, Daniel Boone led a party of thirty of us to the salt springs on the Licking River. We stayed there at Boonesborough for some time and then headed back East as the settlers with us stayed on at Boonesborough. I returned with Mr. Dunlap and his Guard continuing to escort settlers into the Kan-tuc-ee lands as far as Boonesborough, hunting and surveying with Mr. Dunlap up to the Ohio River looking for new lands, and fighting in this never ending war against the Redcoats.
    In 1782 I fought in the Battle of Blue Licks, one of the last of the war, against the British-allied Indians. We reached the Licking River on the morning of August 19, near a spring and salt lick known as the Lower Blue Licks. On the other side of the river, a few Indian scouts could be seen. Behind the Indians was a hill around which the river made a loop. Colonel Todd called a council and asked Mr. Boone, the most experienced woodsman, for his opinion. Mr. Boone, who had been growing increasingly suspicious about the overly obvious trail the Indians had been leaving, advised the officers that the Indians were trying to draw us into an ambush.
    Major McGary, apparently eager to prove that he was not a coward as Colonel Todd earlier had suggested, urged an immediate attack. He mounted his horse and rode across the ford in the river, shouting, "Them that ain't cowards, follow me." Men began to follow, as did the officers, who hoped to at least make an orderly attack.
    On the other side of the river, most of the men dismounted and formed into a battle line of three or four divisions. They advanced up the hill, Colonel Todd and McGary in the center, Colonel Trigg on the right, Mr. Boone on the left. As Mr. Boone had suspected, Caldwell's force was waiting on the other side of the hill, concealed in ravines. As we reached the summit, the Indians opened fire with devastating effect. After only five minutes, the center and right lines gave way; only Boone's men on the left managed to push forward. Todd and Trigg, easy targets on horseback, were quickly shot down.
    Most of the men began to flee wildly back down the hill, fighting hand-to-hand with the Indians who had flanked them. McGary rode up to Mr. Boone's company and told him that everyone was retreating and that Mr. Boone was now surrounded. Mr. Boone gathered us for a withdrawal. He grabbed a riderless horse and ordered his son, Israel Boone, to mount and make an escape. Israel refused to leave his father, however, and was shot through the neck as Mr. Boone searched for another horse. Mr. Boone saw that his son's wound was mortal, mounted the horse, and fled. Mr. Boone hid his son's body before leaving.
    In 1790 we left out again, and again we had 30 or so settlers with us and passed through Boonesborough and up into the Ohio country finding our bend in the Great Miami River, this time there were 15 of the guardsmen known as Dunlap’s Guard, 6 cattle and other livestock. Clearing the land the station, coming to be called Dunlap’s Station, was soon built but in a crude ”˜L’ shape and not constructed so as to keep out an energetic enemy. The roofs of the cabins being sloped outward to face each other which is the re’versed of how they should be to afford a good defense.
    On Dec, 6th 1790 a party of Indians was seen scouting in the area known as Colerain, being called so by Mr. Dunlap as this was the part of Erin he was from, a force of 58 Federal troops were sent to help protect us at the station, but the Indians fled the area.
    On January 7th 1791, a young boy named Cecil Fielder was found along the river bank having been killed by the Indians.
    On January 8th 1791, a surveying party was ambushed, in the attack a man named Cunningham was killed, one Abner Hunt was thrown from his horse and captured by the savages, and a man named Sloan, though wounded, was able to make good his escape but fell dead from his horse by rifle shot at the fort gates, Lieutenant J. Kingsburry had his men burry Cunningham’s body.
    On January 10th 1791, we awoke to the alarm of Indians, we were told some time later that 200 or 300 had surrounded the Station. During the first of many battles several men and women were wounded, firebrands were shot to the roofs but quickly doused, the Shawnee were, we found, led by the war chief Blue Jacket and the white Simon Girty, a frontiersman of fame in these lands and Kan-tuc-ee. The battle lasted until full night at midnight, when the Shawnee took the prisoner Mr. Hunt and stripped him naked, pinioned him to ground and kindled a fire on his bare stomach, his cries lasted the night to our horror and faded at dawn when passed.
    The cattle being shot, corn frosted and burnt, and not much to eat in the station we sent a young man named of Wellington to Camp Washington, this brave young man made good his escape under daunting fire. Some of the settlers here talk of abandoning the station.
    January 11th 1791, some of the settlers have gone, building a skiff and going down the Miami to the North Bend settlement. There are 9 federal troops here left that are worthy to fight, some 6 of Dunlap’s Guard, and 10 settlers remaining. This day the Shawnee sent a party of dozen raiders to the gate which attacked and rode off as the troops mounted and gave chase a short distance. Again at dusk they attacked in a small raiding party and the troops thus gave chase again believing the Indian force to be small, the gate was left open for their quick return but Lieutenant J. Kingsburry kept the pursuit and the whole of the Shawnee swarmed inside, the battle was hard fought but a loss as men, women and children went down under their masses and I and another guardsman escaped over the palisade to the forests. The troops returned and were slaughtered and the station was burned to the ground.
    General Harmar, a most incompetent man, arrived 3 days later to find everyone gone and the settlement burned and abandoned. I will remain with Mr. Dunlap as he wishes to return and settle this place again.
     
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    Very nice persona. The end is close to my time period 1791-1796 The Legion of the United States

    Andy www.legionville.com
     
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