A Visit to Cornplanter in 1798
Extracts From the Diary of Joshua Sharpless
In the year 1798 Joshua Sharpless, great-grandfather of Doctor W. T. Sharpless,
of West Chester, traveled through the primeval forests of western Pennsylvania
on a mission to the Indians of the Cornplanter tribe. He was one of a party of
representatives of the Friends, or Quakers. The diary, written by Joshua
Sharpless on this journey, presents a priceless picture of this section of
Pennsylvania at the close of the eighteenth century.
The cabin mentioned in the entry of May 15 was unquestionably that of Robert
Andrews, the first settler on the Brokenstraw. John McKinney had built a cabin
at the present site of Youngsville three years previous to the pilgrimage of
Sharpless. But the distance from the cabin to the Allegheny, mentioned as seven
miles, proves the first stop of the Quaker missionary was at the log cabin of
Robert Andrews which was located at Pittsfield, near the east bank of the Little
Brokenstraw and close to its union with the larger creek.
The Diary
Pittsburgh. May 12, 1798.
Being now ready to depart we took leave of several of the first characters of
this place, who wished us success and affactionately bade us farewell. Crossing
the Allegheny we entered a wilderness county but little inhabited, the
settlement not more than two or three years old, and scarce provision for man or
horse. Feeding at Durkin's eighteen miles, we got in the evening to a place
called the Double Cabin, fifteen miles. Here we could get neither pasture, hay,
corn nor oats for our horses; but having a little oats with us, after feeding
them, we tied them to stakes until morning. After partaking of some of our own
victuals we wrapped ourselves in our blankets, and tried to get some sleep on
the earthen floor, being all the bed we could meet with.
May 15th. A large white frost this and the last five or six mornings. Set off
for Broke Straw, a large water. About two miles of very good land down the
waters of Oil Creek, we then entered a white pine forest, being the first worth
noting since we crossed the mountains. Here the Holland Company is erecting a
grist mill, a saw mill being already put up, though there are but few houses
within twenty miles. We have had a cut road ever since we left Pittsburgh to
this place. Which now ending we entered the wilderness without any path.
A number of trees being marked last fall, were now to be our guides. It was a
thick wood we had to pass through, with a great quantity of young stuff and
brush in the way.
Our journey this day was truly wild and romantic. We had a continual succession
of logs to cross, sometimes three in a perch, divers of which we had to jump our
horses over, and with difficulty got round others; in places such a jumble of
large stones and rocks that we were in continual danger of getting our horses'
legs fast, or broken in the cavities between the stones. Presently we would have
to descend banks, almost perpendicular, into swamps, then out again with great
difficulty. These cuts were very frequent and the roots of the pine and hemlock
trees were also very troublesome, the ground in many places being laced over
with them. The underbrush and limbs of the trees were another great difficulty
as were some very steep hills in the latter part of this stage. It was called
twenty-four miles, which we thought were very long ones, for it took us twelve
hours industriously traveling, including about an hour we turned our horses out
to try and pick a little grass, thought next to none was to be seen in this
day's ride; nor one house for twenty miles. The land was heavily timbered, but
not kindly soil.
Many natural curiosities presented in this day's ride, one of which the large
quantity of green moss, which covered all the rocks, the stones, the old logs,
and the whole surface of the ground, under the forest of pine trees. I thought
the coat of moss for thickness and length resembled a fleece of wool. Some large
rocks twelve or more feet high, thus covered over having received seed from the
neighboring trees which sprouted and took root, have large trees of two or three
feet over, growing on them. Three or four such trees I have seen on one rock,
and their roots spread down its sides ten or more feet, until they have joined
the ground and grown firm therein, so that the sides of the rocks were bound
with them like so many large ropes. We arrived at Broken Straw in the evening,
where we found plenty of pasture for our horses, and a cabin that was erected
last summer, the owners of which kindly let us have quarters, and directed where
the best pasture on the creek was, to turn our horses to. We had provision with
us, after partaking of which, we spread ourselves on the floor to take some
rest, which we found small enough for us and the family. The night being cold,
and the cabin very open, we often had to rise to mend the fire.
May 16. Set off for the mouth of Conewango. Went to the Allegheny river seven
miles down the east side of Broken Straw. The bottoms on the creek were rich and
beautifully coated over with a luxuriant vegetation. We saw several sugar camps
erected by the Indians, where they came in the season to make sugar, though more
than twenty miles from their village.
May 17th. A pleasant day. Set off with our Indian guide. He could not talk
English, nor understand any, that we knew of. In less than two miles we crossed
the Conewango, a beautiful stream, which flowed along with a gentle current. For
about two miles after we crossed this water the land was good, but from thence
to the Allegheny river, perhaps eight miles, we had a rough mountainous country
and I think much of it poor thin soil. Our road was better calculated for an
Indian path than traveling on horseback. There was great abundance of wind-fell
timber to cross, we thought on an average, one or more for every two perch. Some
we could get around, and others we jumped our horses over.
When we arrived on the river, we stopped awhile to let our horses eat grass,
there being great plenty on some of its bottoms, which was a pleasing sight, and
had a tendency to remove some fears which attended when in the naked woods where
no grass was to be seen, that our horses, after their journey, when we got among
the Indians, must suffer for want of provisions. While here, a number of Indians
came by in canoes, who stopped to see us, shook hands with us, and looked
pleasant. One man came down the mountain to us with a large turkey on his back,
which he had just shot. We thought it would have weighed more than twenty
pounds. The sight of this conveyed an idea that small game was plenty amongst
them, and it was likely we should come in for shares. One of the canoes also had
a quantity of fine fish in it, but we found when amongst them, that a turkey was
very seldom taken, or any other small game. It is rare to see a squirrel in the
wilderness; we saw some pheasants but no partridges.
After a short conference on the weighty business we were embarked in, we
proceeded up the river, not without some exercise of mind, and would have been
glad had we sent a messenger forward to have informed the chiefs of our coming.
But this was out of their power for none of the Indians we met with could talk
English; we therefore moved forward with our minds attentive to best directions.
When we came in sight of the town, many Indians appeared in view looking toward
us. Our guide turned into the first cabin he came to and would go no further,
but pointed to Cornplanter's house. We paid him one dollar and moved forward.
We presently saw the chief with a number of other Indians coming toward us. Upon
our riding up to them and alighting, they appeared to welcome us with open
countenances. We did not know Cornplanter nor could we distinguish him by his
dress; but upon shaking hands with one that stood foremost, we asked if he was
Corn-planter? He informed us in his way that he was. After shaking hands with
them all round, we were conducted to his house, which was not distinguished from
the rest only by being larger. After unsaddling our horses, and carrying in our
baggage, and being seated, Cornplanter, his son Henry, and several others came
in and set down. The chief presently asked us if we would like to see his people
in general council. We let him know we would as soon as it was convenient.
Tomorrow at ten o'clock was therefore fixed on, and runners dispatched
immediately to give notice.
It was about two o'clock when we arrived here, and sometime after the conference
Cornplanter came into our apartment and asked us if we could eat in the Indian
way. We informed him we expected we could. He presently brought in some dinner
in a bark bowl, and a tin kettle. The bowl was placed on a seat beside us, and
the kettle on the ground before us, and we were invited to eat. We saw the bowl
and the kettle, but what was in either of them we knew not, or whether they were
to be eaten together or separate. The bowl contained a number of round lumps of
something tied in cornhusks, with a string at each end and in the middle. We let
them know that our ignorance was such that we did not know how to begin, which
set some of the younger sort a laughing.
The chief took out his knife for they had set neither knives, forks, nor spoons,
and taking up the dumplings, he cut one of them in two, then stripping up the
corn husks, he cut off a piece of the dumpling, and dipped in the kettle, which
we found contained bear's oil, and ate it. We followed the example, and made a
light meal. The bear's oil was cold and not grateful to our palates. We have
since seen that this way of eating is often practiced among them; though cold
Indian bread dipped in the oil is more frequently used.
May 18th. Last evening after we had lain down to rest, Cornplanter and his son
Henry came into our apartment and informed me he would like to know what we
intended to say to his people in council. We told him we would inform him in the
morning; which this morning we complied with and let him know that we could not
tell all we should say, for we believed on such occasions it was right to wait
on the Good Spirit to be directed. We read to him the certificate sent by the
Indian Committee, which particularly pointed to our business; also General
Wilkinson's letter with which he appeared satisfied. His son Henry, who has had
an English education in and about Philadelphia, interpreted for us, for his
father can neither speak nor understand English. Henry was our interpreter on
all occasions whilst among them. He was not ready and we believe the business we
went on suffered for the want of one better qualified.
About twelve o'clock between thirty and forty of their principal men met in
council, which Cornplanter opened by a short speech, expressing his satisfaction
in seeing us come riding through the bushes, and that it was the Good Spirit
which preserved us in our long journey, for which they were very glad. He then
informed us of their poverty, the poorness of their houses, which were covered
with bark, and their inability to make good ones. We thought the latter of this
speech was calculated to draw our charity. He then let us know that all were met
who were likely to attend; that their women could not come but the men would let
them know what we said to them, we having particularly requested their women
might attend.
We then opened our business by letting them know the love their old friends, the
Quakers, have for them, and our willingness to take a long journey to see them;
some of us having left loving wives and tender children with comfortable
dwellings, and exposed ourselves to the hardships and difficulties of a perilous
journey, with no other view than for their improvement. We then read the epistle
or instrument of writing the committee sent, which particularly opened the
design and cause of our coming amongst them. It was read by paragraphs and
interpreted with some difficulty. We next read General Wilkinson's letter; then
dropped some advice, wishing them when they took our proposals into
consideration, they would guard against discouragements that might present in
their looking forward towards a change in their manner of living, for we did not
doubt but there might be many difficulties in their way, and their progress
might be slow; yet there are accounts among the writings of the white people of
a people who lived beyond the great waters in another island, who many years ago
lived much like they do now, yet were by industry and care become very good
farmers and mechanics of all kinds and from that people many of these fine
leggings with the other striped and nice clothing they had on, came.
We then let them know we had a boat coming up the Allegheny River with various
kinds of goods among which were a number of plough-irons, hoes, axes, shovels,
and spades, with carpenter's, mason's and cooper's tools which we intended never
to take away; but leave amongst them; but while our young men stayed they should
be placed in their care to lend out to them as they wanted and when done with
were to be returned. Upon our letting them know we had nothing more to say
amongst them at this time, they informed us they would take our proposals into
consideration, and give us an answer tomorrow.
May 19th. The Indians were this day in council on the business we laid before
them. They divers times sent their difficulties for us to explain some part of
the business we had opened to them. One of them was, how they should draw their
ploughs, seeing they had no oxen? We let them know we had seen two horses
running about their town, and that was enough to draw one plough, and if they
would save some of the money they were to get of the white people, they might
buy a pair of oxen, and they would draw another plough; and that our young men
would lend them their horses some times, that we did not expect any great
matters from them at first, and that these would do to make a be-beginning.
With this answer they appeared pretty well satisfied, though we thought it was
very evident it was not such a one as the question was fully calculated for. At
another time they told us we must wait with patience for an answer for it was a
great thing and they were all consulting about it in their houses. About five
o'clock they informed us they were nearly ready to give us an answer, and wished
to know if it would suit us this evening. We let them know we were waiting their
time but as the day was far spent, left it with them to judge whether this
evening would be suitable. About six-thirty some of them met us. The opportunity
I thought was owned, a degree of solemnity attending. After a short pause
Cornplanter opened the council. The following is the substance of his speech:
Brothers, the Quakers, listen now to what I am going to say to you. You know,
Brothers, that the red people are poor; the great Spirit has made them of
another language, so that it is very hard for us to understand one another
plainly as there is no person here that can interpret very well.
Brothers, we take great plains to settle the proposals you made to us, but we
differ in opinions, and we must take great pains to have everything complete.
Brothers, we suppose the reason you came here, was to help poor Indians some way
or other, and you wish the chiefs to tell their warriors not to go on so bad as
they have done; and you wish us to take up work like the white people. Now,
Brothers, some of our sober men will take up work and do as you say, and if they
do well, then will your young men stay longer here, but some others will not
mind what you say.
Brothers, we can't say a word against you. It is the best way to call Quakers
brothers. You never wished our lands, you never wished any part of our lands;
therefore we are determined to try to learn your ways and those young men may
stay here two years to try. By that time we shall know whether Morris will leave
us any land, for last summer we sold our land, and we don't know yet whether we
shall get what we reserved or whether we shall get our money, but by that time
we shall know and then if they like it your young men may stay longer.
Brothers, if your young men stay here, we want them to learn our children to
read and write.
Brothers, two of you are going home again. If they hear anything about our land
or our money they must write to these young men here, and they must tell us if
we are like to be cheated. Brothers, this is all I have to say.
SOURCE: Page(s) 375-384: Old Time Tales of Warren County; Meadville, Pa.: Press of Tribune Pub. Co., 1932
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