About twice a year for many years, my husband and I drove with our
children from
Anderson, Indiana to Saltville, Virginia to visit my
parents. We took I-74 to Cincinnati, then I-75 to Lexington, Kentucky, and I-64
to the beautiful, green and rolling Mountain Parkway. From the end of the
parkway at Salyersville, we took 114 to Prestonsburg, then 23 through
Pikeville, and we crossed into Virginia at Jenkins. Every time we traveled this
route, I noticed a sign at Prestonsburg for Jenny Wiley State Park. I was always
curious about the name. Who was Jenny Wiley and why was a state park named for
her? We never stopped to find out, and if we had, I would not have known my
link to her, anyway. Finally, in about 2002, when I discovered my ancestral
connection to the Harman family, I learned about Jenny Wiley.
In the fall of 1789, a small group of Shawnee attacked Thomas and Jenny Wiley’s cabin on
Walker’s Creek in Virginia by mistake. Big mistake. They were seeking
revenge for the deaths of some of their people who had been killed by Mathias
Harman, son of Heinrich Adam Harman. They murdered three of
Jenny’s children and her fifteen-year-old brother, and they took Jenny and her
youngest child captive. Thomas was not home at the time, and although he and
several other men lead by Mathias Harman and including Henry Harman, Sr.
tracked the Shawnee band, they couldn’t overtake them.
The Shawnee took their captives and moved northward into Kentucky toward the Big Sandy, but recent heavy rains had swollen the rivers so wildly that they were unable to cross. They moved southward and found temporary shelter in various places, ending up under a rock bluff where they stayed for several months. Having killed Jenny’s baby, the Shawnee forced her to cook, carry wood, and do other work for them. Finally, after nearly a year as their slave, she escaped, having dreamed that she was not far from home. Following the directions received in her dream, she arrived within about 24 hours at a river bank where she spotted a fort on the other side, just as she had envisioned.
After Jenny managed to get the attention of people at the fort and convince them she was not a decoy to trap them, a man named Skaggs tied together logs to float across the swollen creek to get her. They made it to safety just in time as a party of Shawnee searching for Jenny spotted them. Jenny learned that the fort, called Harman Station, had been built by men led by Mathias and Henry Harman, Sr.
Fearing attack from the Shawnee, the settlers at Harman
Station packed up and returned to Walker’s Creek where Jenny was reunited with
her husband.
Photo by Z. T. Noble, 2002. |
Located near the present town of Paintsville, Kentucky, Harman
Station is commemorated by a historical marker. Not far from there near present
day Prestonsburg, adventurous hikers can follow the trail that Jenny took
seeking freedom from her captors at Jenny Wiley State Park.
This story was told in Harman Genealogy, by John Newton Harman, Sr.; in White Squaw: The True Story of Jennie Wiley, a young adult novel by Arville Wheeler; and in Dark Hills to Westward: The Saga of Jenny Wiley, a novel by Kentucky lawyer, author and environmentalist, Harry M. Caudill.
(c) 2014, Z. T. Noble
My name is Donald Glover. I am a 83 yr. old descendant of Jennie Wiley living in Pennsylvania.
ReplyDeleteMy Mom told it to me when I was little.
Mom was Beulah B. Roberts from Birch river country (Boggs) W. Va.
Thank you for reading and commenting. Jenny was a brave woman.
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The Harmons are hansome people
ReplyDeleteWhy, thank you! :-)
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