Monday, September 17, 2012

View From the Front Porch by Stan Hitchcock

- September 17, 2012-
I have always been a searcher for historic items left behind by those that came before us. The area where our old farm house is located is full of ancient history. When the first explorers, the Spanish in the early 1500's, came through our land they found evidence of an unknown culture called the Mound Builders. The later Long Hunters from Virginia came into this part of Sumner County in the mid 1700's and found the same remains of Mounds and when they asked the Indians that frequented the area about the ruins, the Indians simply referred to them as "The Old Ones". From those first Long Hunters, coming to hunt and trap, and the Indians that also used the area for hunting...years of fierce war was fought for the rights to use the land. The English would incite the Indians to attack and kill the American settlers and hunters and the whole area from the Ohio River North to the Tennessee River South and West to the Mississippi was a virtual Killing Ground of hate and violence.
The old farm house of ours sits above a spring fed creek and a large historic flowing spring just down from the house that was a perfect place for Indians to gather to camp while they were hunting, long before the first white men showed up. I have found hundreds of Indian artifacts in the past 15 years that we have lived here and I continue to find them about every time a good rain comes through. The items shown in my picture are as follows: 1-50 caliber rifle ball from a black powder long rifle, 1-home made flint for a flint lock rifle of the same vintage, 1-stone axe head from probably Paleolithic time that my son picked up in the front yard years ago and brought to me, one Indian stone carved paint pot that Denise picked up on a gravel bar along the Caney Fork River during a canoe adventure several years ago. I figure the 50 caliber rifle ball and the homemade flint were from the English/Indian incitement when the English were supplying the Indians with Flint Lock rifles, and the Indians did not have a lot of extra flints so they learned to make their own. It was a dark and bloody period of American history and I have a deep interest in the happenings since we live right in the middle of it. Many people were killed, scalped and mutilated on the beautiful little creek called Deshea that runs in front of the old farm house. I think about it a lot, on rainy days like today, wondering how the early settlers could find such courage as to come into the wilderness, build a house and stockade out of available materials, hunt and grow enough food for the family, all the while looking over your shoulder when you are out in the field working or in the woods hunting for the Indians ambush that can come at any moment. These brave forefathers and mothers, who risked all to make a home, tamed the wilderness, fought back the Indians to a standstill and finally had some peace by the year 1795. Settling the untracked land of North America has always come with a heavy price and grave danger, and it's up to us to continue the tradition of protecting our land from those who would destroy it. As the rain comes down, running in rivulets down to the creek, which carries the water on down Deshea Creek to Bledsoe Creek and then into the Cumberland and on. It is a blessed land.   -Stan

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