A Boy Made to Slay Six Indians.
Reuben, only eleven and nine years old, remained there alone eight months, fifteen miles from any white family and surrounded by savages, with no food but the rabbits they could trap or catch in hollow logs, the remains of one deer that the wolves drove and killed near their cabin, and a little corn meal that they occasionally obtained of Thomas Cellar by following down the "Indian Trail." The Winter was a severe one and their cabin was open, having neither daubing, fireplace nor chimney; they had no gun and were wholly unaccustomed to forest life, being fresh from Wales, and yet these little fellows not only struggled through the Winter but actually made a considerable clearing.
A BOY MADE TO SLAY SIX INDIANS.
In May, 1788, a man by the name of Kirk lived near Knoxville, Tenn. While he was absent, an Indian by the name of Slim Tom visited the family and was supplied with provisions. Having learned their defenceless condition, he soon after returned with a party, and the whole Kirk family eleven in number were brutally massacred. Kirk soon after returning, saw the dead bodies of his dear family lying in the yard, gave the alarm, and soon a band of several hundred men, under Colonel Sevier, were in pursuit, and ravaged several villages on the Hiwassee river. Abraham, a friendly Indian, who lived with his son on the Tennessee, had publicly declared that if the Indians went to war he would remain at his home and never quit it.
When the troops came to the south side, Hubbard, Colonel Sevier not then being present, sent for Abraham and his son to come over the river to the troops, and to bring with them the chief Tassel and other Indians that they might have a talk with them. They came over, all unsuspicious, and were put in a house, and young Kirk, the son of him whose family had been killed, was urged to go into the house and commence killing with the tomahawk. As soon as the first dropped dead, the others, six in number, foresaw their fate. Each cast his eyes to the ground, bowed his head, and one after the other stoically received the fatal tomahawk strike.
Colonel Sevier, on returning, was very indignant, and rebuked the savage tragedy, but was answered by Kirk who was largely backed by the troops that if Sevier had suffered from the murderous savages as he had, that he, too, would have acted the same way. Sevier, unable to punish the offender, was obliged to smother his resentment and overlook the flagitious deed. The Indians, however, exacted a terrible revenue, and for some time after ravaged that whole border.