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May 17, 2003 - Issue 87 |
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Starved Rock |
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by By F.S. Allen - Special Correspondence
of the Chicago Tribune - From: Chicago Tribune - October 6, 1882
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credits: submitted
by Timm Severud (Ondamitag)
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The
Scene of the Extinction of the Illinois Tribe of Indians Starved
Rock is situated on the south bank of the Illinois River, about a mile
above Utica, in La Salle County. It is a tall sand rock, rising perpendicularly
at the water's edge to a height of 200 feet above the river. It is perpendicular
on all sides except the southeast, where, although very steep, one can
ascend the rocks (of which I will speak later), assisted by some flights
of board stairs. The top of the rock is about a half acre in size, thickly
covered with tall pines, cedars, and arbor vitae. From this point one
can see for miles up and down the beautiful Illinois Valley; and it is
not to be wondered at that the red man always looked upon it as a safe
place of refuge from the enemy. In connection with a description of this
tall, impregnable rock, permit me to say that it was from the starvation
of the Illinois tribe of Indians that it received its name, "Starved
Rock." Hence I will endeavor to give you a short sketch of this once
great people whose domain extended from the Wabash to the Mississippi
River, and north from the mouth of the Ohio to Lake Superior, and who,
in less than a hundred years from the time of their greatest prosperity,
were wiped, so to speak, entirely from the face of the earth. The
Illinois Indians were of the Algonquin family, and were divided into five
tribes - the Peoria, Kaskaskia, Moingwenas, Kahokias, and Tamaroas. They
had gained possession of their lands by subduing and driving away the
Quapaws, a Dakota tribe, and in the 1640s they nearly exterminated the
Winnebagos, after which time they held undisputed possession of their
domains until 1656, when the Iroquois Indians began a long continued war
with them, which was soon followed by a hot contest with the Sioux. The
Illinois at this time were one of the strongest Indian confederacies and
were expert bowmen, but not canoe men. They would move to the broad plain
beyond the Mississippi each year for a summer hunt, and in the winter
they would spend four or five months on a southern chase - returning to
Kaskaskia, their beautiful city of arbor-like cabins, covered with double
waterproof mats. Each cabin as a rule would contain four fires, around
each of which the families would gather. The population of their city
in its best day was about 8,000 people. Although
they were constantly at war and were greatly addicted to vice, they listened
to the earnest teaching of Marquette and other French missionaries, were
finally converted, and were much improved in their condition. The name
of their chief was Chicago. He visited France in 1700, and was highly
esteemed and entertained by the French government officials. A
little over 200 years ago, in the summer of 1680, the Iroquois Indians
made an attack upon the Kaskaskia and Peoria tribes of the Illinois Confederation.
They drove Lieutenant Tonti, who was under the command of La Salle, from
Creve le Cour Fort, near the outlet of Peoria Lake. The chief object of
the Iroquois was to destroy the Illinois Indians and lay claim to their
lands, as they had done to those belonging to many other tribes, always
fighting was their way and leaving their battlefields - which extended
from the Atlantic coast to the Wabash River, and from the Ohio River to
even north of the Great Lakes - strewn with their victims. It was with
a great slaughter that they conquered the hitherto strong and important
people, laid waste to their great city of Kaskaskia, and drove them from
their wigwams to wander in broken bands over their broad domain. Many
of the Illinois were murdered and their homes burned to ashes, while as
many as 900 were taken as prisoners. The young corn in the field was cut
down and burned, the pits which contained the products of the previous
year were opened and their contents scattered with wanton waste; the graves
had been robber of their dead and the bodies dragged forth to be devoured
by buzzards. In the center of all this devastation and ruin, the spoilers,
says LaSalle, had built for themselves a lodge and covered it with human
bones and the scalps of the Illinois. A few of the lodge that had escaped
the fire and remained standing, were adorned with human skulls, thus presenting
a most frightful scene, with all these ghastly relics, where only a few
days previous had stood the proud city of the Illinois, the largest ever
built by Northern Natives. Its
extent being over a mile square; it was a lovely place in the bosom of
a beautiful valley, and was well chosen for a home. Just un the opposite
side of the river stood the sandstone bluff, fall and stately, its summit
overlooking the broad valley of many wooded islands, up and down the river,
and the swift current of the water rushing along at its base as it had
done for thousands of years gone by. Well had the Illinois looked to this
majestic rock as a fit place of refuge in case of danger. But little did
they think that it would remain after them as a monument of their last
battle, and that it should be the scene of the final extermination of
their proud and powerful people. From this great battle the Illinois never
fully recovered. They were constantly at war with the Iroquois and Sioux,
and later with the Pottawatomies. The allies of Pontiac, the Ottawa chief,
after the assassination of that chieftain by the hands of the Illinois,
nearly exterminated the latter - a part of them taking refuge on the sandstone
bluff. When first visited by the whites, the Pottawatomie numbered nearly
12,000 souls, and were divided into five bands; in 1850 eighty-four of
them remained. In
the winter of 1680-81, being the next winter after the destruction of
the City of Kaskaskia, LaSalle formed a plan of a colony on the sandstone
bluff. The design was to include French and Indians of various tribes
as a protective coalition against the dreaded Iroquois. The colony was
left in charge of Lieutenant Tonti. LaSalle
made a trip down the Mississippi River, and, when he reached its mouth,
on August 6, 1682, he took formal possession of all the lands drained
by the great river in the name of his sovereign, Louis XIV, of France,
and called the new acquisition Louisiana. After his return trip up the
river he and his Lieutenant Tonti, began, in December 1682, the work of
clearing the bluff to build a fort, which was afterwards called Fort St.
Louis. The weather was bitter cold, and the wind blew terrifically; but
they worked steadily on, and soon had completed a number of storehouses
and dwellings, all of which were enclosed in a stockade. On the bottoms
around the rock were domiciled 20,000 Iroquois souls, 4,000 of whom where
warriors. In March 1684, the Iroquois attacked this rocky citadel; but
after a six-day fight, withdrew, taking with them a few prisoners, who
afterwards made their escape. Tonti commanded Fort St. Louis upon the
rock, until 1702, when, it is said, he was forcibly displaced from command
on account of some alleged irregularities; after which he wandered the
southern wilds until about 1748, when, shattered in health, he returned
to the scene of his former glory - dying in the fort the following spring,
and being buried on the west side of the rock. It
has been stated that after his death, the Frenchmen in control of the
fort treated the Indians maidens so scurrile that their fathers and brothers
destroyed the fort and drove away the Frenchmen. Charlevoix says that
in 1721 he saw palisades upon the rock, which he supposed were built by
the Illinois; but no authentic account is given of the rock being used
as a fort other than from 1682 to 1719, previous to the last battle of
the Illinois, at which time it was merely used as a place of refuge, and
not of fortification. Patrick
Kennedy, who made a voyage up the Illinois River in 1773, speaks of the
French residing on an island at Joliet and of their making salt from salt
ponds on the south bank of the Illinois River, opposite Buffalo Rock,
which is about three miles above the sandstone bluff. Some of the principle
actors in the Black Hawk War of 1832 were considered by the whites to
be of French and Indian ancestry; and there are families living yet in
the Illinois Valley that trace their lineage as far back as to the days
of Tonti. The
earliest account I find of the Pottawatomie Indians south of Lake Michigan
is in 1674, when Marquette met them on his return with LaSalle from the
Mississippi, on a part of which journey he was attended by a band of Illinois
and also a band of Pottawatomie Indians. So far as I can learn, they were
the first of their tribe who ever saw the country south of Lake Michigan,
as their former home was about Green Bay. In the following year, 1675,
Marquette, after spending the winter in Chicago, established at Kaskaskia
on Easter Sunday, his mission, which was called by the zealous founder,
'The Immaculate Conception." This mission was continued until 1690,
when it was moved to Southern Kaskaskia, on the Kaskaskia River, which
empties into the Mississippi River in St. Clair County. From
1675 it is probable that the Pottawatomies emigrated very fast from their
old homes on Green Bay into the more hospitable regions south of Lake
Michigan. As they were found in their southern homes in different bands
under different names and leaders, the probabilities are that they left
in parties. The number of the Pottawatomies is hard to determine; but
as near as I can discover, there must have been 1,800 of them at the time
of the assembly of the Algonquin Confederation at Niagara in 1783, when
there were 450 Pottawatomie warriors present. The fraternal relations
existing between the Pottawatomies and Ottawas were of the most harmonious
character; that they lived almost as one people, and were joint owners
in their hunting grounds. Their relations were scarcely less intimate
and friendly with the different bands of the Sioux tribe. Nor were the
Chippewas more strangers to the Pottawatomies and Ottawas than the later
with each other; they claimed interest in the lands occupied to a certain
extent by all jointly, so that all three tribes joined I the treaty for
the first sale of their lands ever made to the United States, which was
made in Chicago in 1821, when the tribes named except the Sioux, ceded
to the United States 5,000,000 acres in Michigan. Northern Illinois was
particularly the possession of the Pottawatomies; but as before stated,
it is impossible to fix the time when they first settled here. They undoubtedly
came by themselves, encroaching at first upon Illinois tribe, advancing
more and more, sometimes by good-natured tolerance, and sometimes by actual
violence. But they did not come into exclusive possession until the final
extermination of the Illinois tribes, which must have been sometime between
1766 and 1770, when all but eleven were destroyed in their siege of 'Starved
Rock.' The only authentic account of the great tragedy that is obtainable
is from Meachelle, an old Pottawatomie chief, through Judge J.D. Canton,
who was an intimate acquaintance of the chief. Meachelle
associated his earliest recollections with their occupancy of the country.
He remembered well the Battle of 'Starved Rock' and the final extinction
of the Illinois tribe of Indians. He was present at the siege and final
catastrophes; and, although but a boy at the time, and used to the war
and bloodshed that was continually going on between the tribes, the terrible
event made such a strong impression upon his young mind that it ever remained
fresh and vivid. The
cause of the dreadful destruction of the Illinois tribe is attributed
to the death of Pontiac, the great Ottawa chief, which occurred in 1766.
He was the idol of his people and was beloved and obeyed scarcely less
by the Pottawatomies. They believed the Illinois Indians were at least
accessory to his murder, and so held them responsible: consequently the
Ottawas and Pottawatomies, in connection with the Chippewas united all
their forces in an attack upon those whose deadly enemies they had now
become. The
Illinois Indians had never fully recovered from the great catastrophe
they had suffered nearly a century before at the hands of the terrible
Iroquois. Their spirit and their courage seemed broken, and they submitted
to encroachments from the north by their more enterprising neighbors -
with an ill will no doubt, but without protecting their rights by force
of arms, as they would have done in former times - and sought to revenge
themselves upon those whom they regarded as their actual enemies, in an
underhanded and treacherous way. In the war thus waged by the allies against
the Illinois the latter suffered disaster after disaster, till the sole
remnant of that once proud nation whose name had been mentioned with respect
from Lake Superior to the mouth of the Ohio, and from the Mississippi
to the Wabash River, now found sufficient space upon the half acre of
ground, which crowns the summit of Starved Rock. As
the sides are perpendicular, except on the southeast, where one may ascend
with difficulty by means of a sort of natural stairway, and where some
of the steps are only a few inches wide and as much as three feet in height.
Not more than two persons can ascend abreast, and ten mean could easily
repel 10,000 with the means of warfare then at their command. Of late,
as was probably the case when Lieutenant Tonti commanded Fort St. Louis
upon the rock, a broad stairway has been erected over the worst places,
so that it may be easily ascended by tourists. The
length of time that the Illinois were confined upon the rock is hard to
determine: but it is easy to imagine that they had not prepared provisions
enough for a very extended encampment, and that their enemies depended
upon their lack of the same, which we can readily appreciate must occur
soon to a savage people who rarely anticipate the future by storing up
supplies. On the north or river side the upper rock overhangs the water
somewhat, and tradition tells us how the confederates places themselves
in canoes under the cornice like rocks, and cut the thongs of the besieged
when they lowered their vessels to obtain water from the rive, and so
reduced them by thirst as well sa by starvation. At last the time came
when the unfortunate remnants of the once honored Illinois nation could
hold out no longer, and they awaited but a favorable opportunity to attempt
their escape. This was at last afforded by a dark and stormy night, when
led by their few remaining warriors, all stole in profound silence down
the steep and narrow declivity, to be met by a solid wall of their enemies. The
horrible scene that then ensued is easier to imagine than to describe.
No quarter was asked and none was given. For a time the howling of the
tempest was drowned by the yells of the combatants and the shrieks of
their dying victims. It is difficult to judge of the number of the Illinois
that were quartered upon the rock. During this awful battle the braves
fell one by one fighting like very fiends; and fearfully did they avenge
themselves upon their enemies. The few women and children, whom famine
had not left but enfeebled skeletons, fell easily victims to the war clubs
of the terrible savages, who deemed it almost as much a glory to slaughter
the emaciated women and helpless children as to strike down the men who
were able to make resistance with arms in their hands. They were bent
upon the utter extermination of their hated enemies, and most successfully
did they bend their savage energies to the blood task. Soon
the victims were stretched upon the sloping ground south and west of the
rock, there their bodies lay stark upon the sand, which had been thrown
up by the wild prairie winds. The wails of the feeble and the shouts of
the strong had ceased to fret the air, and the night wind's mournful sighs
through the neighboring pines sounded like a requiem, the flash of the
lightening in the dark and the clouded sky lit up the awful scene like
tall funeral tapers. Here was enacted the fitting finale to the work of
death which had been commenced by the destruction of Kaskaskia - scarcely
3 miles away on the opposite side of the river - nearly a century before
by the still more savage and terrible Iroquois. Yet
all were not destroyed for, in the darkness and confusion of the fight,
eleven of the most athletic warriors broke through the besieging lines.
From their high perch on the isolated rock they had marked the little
nook below into which their enemies had moored at least a part of their
canoes, and to those they rushed with headlong speed, unnoticed by their
foes. They threw themselves into the boats, and rowed hurriedly down the
rapids below. They had been trained to use the power of the paddle and
the canoe, and knew every intricacy of the channel, so that they could
safely navigate it even in the dark and blusterous night. They knew their
deadly enemy would soon be in their wake, and there was no safe refuge
for them short of St. Louis. They had undoubtedly been without food for
many days, and had no provisions with them to sustain their waning strength;
and yet it was certain death to stop by the way. Their only hope was pressing
forward by night and day, without a moments pause - scarcely looking back,
yet ever fearing that their pursuers would make their appearance from
around the point they had last left behind them. If they could reach St.
Louis, there they would be safe; if overtaken they would perish, as had
the rest of their tribe. It was truly a race for life, and as life is
sweeter than revenge, we may safely presume that the pursued were impelled
to greater exertions than the pursuers. Till
the morning light revealed that their canoes were gone the confederates
believed that their sanguinary work had been so thoroughly done that not
a living soul of the Illinois people remained. But, as soon as the escape
was discovered, a hot pursuit was commenced. But those who ran for life
won the race. They reached St. Louis before their enemies came in sight,
and told their appalling tale to the commandant of the fort from whom
they received protection and a generous supply of food, which their famished
condition so much required. This had barely been done when their enemies
appeared and fiercely demanded their victims that no drop of human blood
might longer circulate in the veins of their hated enemies. This was refused,
and they retired with threat with threats of future vengeance upon the
fort - which, however, they never had the means of executing. After their enemies had gone the Illinois how never afterward claimed that name thanked their white friends for their kind entertainment, and, full of sorrow that words cannot express, the slowly paddled their way across the river to seek a new home and new friends among the tribes who then occupied the southern part of Illinois, and who listened to their sad story with sympathy and kindness. This is the last we really know of the last of the Illinois. We do not know that a drop of their blood now animates a human being; but their name is perpetuated in this great State, of whose record in the past all are so proud, and as to whose future the hopes of all are so sanguine.
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