These times of terror were such a strain upon the nerves of the settlers that even so steady a man as George Vallandigham seems to have been superstitiously accepted as a premonition of peril a dream in which he saw a turkey cock suddenly spring into the air with outstretched neck and loud cries, seeking safety in flight. Next day he was extremely careful to watch for indications of an early attack. This was in the Summer of 1782. Others were uneasy, and on that morning Henry Potter’s daughter Isabella was invited to tarry at the Vallandigham house; but she declined because she had stayed there at the time of the last Indian foray. So she went into the house of a neighbor, Lewis Clock. When Mrs. Clock, who had been preparing dinner, went out at midday to call the men from the fields, she saw a band of Indians rapidly approaching. As a matter of fact the Indians, hearing the sound of the axe from a piece of woodland where the men of the household were at work, fell upon them, killed and scalped them. On nearing the house the savages killed six of the Clock children at play in the yard. They entered the house, whence Phoebe Clock and Isabella Potter had fled, bringing with them Isabella whom they had captured. They then tied the women, and ate the dinner prepared for the men. Being in haste, as usual with the savages, whose raids were seldom more than affairs of half an hour or less, they fled, with the women as prisoners. Mrs. Clock took with her a babe at the breast, but the Indians, apparently fearing that its cries would guide those in pursuit, dashed its brains out against a tree.
Col. Vallandigham, Major Kydd and the Poe brothers, Adam and Andrew, rallied all the men that could safely be spared from the settlement, and set out in pursuit of the savages. The chase took them to Georgetown, on the East bank of the Ohio; but realizing that their force was not strong enough to justify their entering the Indian country across the river, they returned home, stopping to bury the dead body of Mrs. Clock’s infant. Such a massacre was an unusual horror at Noblestown, but the settlers were in constant fear of rifle, torch and scalping knife.
Above is from the writings of George Vallandingham as reported by his grandson.
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