Extract from History of Tazewell County and southwest Virginia, 1748-1920
, Richmond: W.C. Hill Print. Co., 1920, p. 461-462
ANDREW DAVIDSON'S FAMILY MADE CAPTIVE
In the spring of 1791, Andrew Davidson was living at the head spring of East
River, about a half mile below the eastern limits of the city of Bluefield,
West Virginia. In addition to himself, his family consisted of his wife, Rebecca,
his three small children, two girls and a boy, and a bound boy and girl named
Broomfield. The bound children were very young, between seven and ten years old,
and were more in the nature of proteges than servants. Mrs. Davidson was a
granddaughter of James Burke, from whom Burke's Garden received its name. Mr.
Davidson had gone on a business trip to Smithfield, formerly Draper's Meadows,
and now Blacksburg, Virginia. It was the sugar making season, and a few days after
her husband's departure for Smithfield, Mrs. Davidson was busily occupied gathering
sugar water from sugar trees close to the house. While she was thus engaged,
several Indians, who could speak English, came upon the scene. They told her that
she and her children must go with them to their towns in Ohio. She was in a
delicate condition, and unfit to undertake the long and fatiguing trip she was
required to make.
The Indians went into the house, and took such plunder as they wanted to carry
away, set fire to the cabin, and began their homeward journey with their six
prisoners. When they arrived at a point near where Logan Court House, West
Virginia, is located, Mrs. Davidson gave birth to a child. After allowing the
mother a rest of two hours, the march to Ohio was resumed. The birth of the
child must have been premature, as it was drowned by the Indians the next day on
account of its feeble condition.
Mrs. Davidson and the captive children were treated with such leniency while they
were making the journey, that she became hopeful they would be kindly treated after
their arrival at the Indian towns. In this, however, she was sadly disappointed.
Soon after they arrived at their towns, the Indians tied the two daughters of Mrs.
Davidson to trees, and shot them to death in the presence of their mother. Her
son was given to an old squaw for adoption. While crossing a river the squaw upset
her canoe, and the boy, who was with her, was drowned. What became of the Broomfield
children was never known, and it is possible they shared the same fate of the little
girls who were shot.
Mrs. Davidson was sold to a Frenchman, in Canada, in whose family she remained as
a servant until she was found and rescued by her husband in the fall of 1794. Two
years after her capture Mr. Davidson made an unsuccessful trip to the Shawnee
towns in search of his wife. On his second trip, in 1794, he received information
from an old Indian as to her whereabouts, and was guided by the Indians to Canada.
He stopped one day at a farm house to get dinner, and what followed is thus related
by Dr. Bickley:
"When he got into the Canada settlement, he stopped at the house of a wealthy
French farmer, to get a meal's victuals, and to inquire the way to some place where
he had heard she was. He noticed a woman passing him, as he entered the house, but
merely bowed to her and went in. Asking for his dinner, he seated himself, and
was, perhaps, running over in his mind, the chances of finding his wife, when
again the woman entered. She laid down her wood, and looked at the stranger
steadily for a moment, when she turned to her mistress and said: 'I know that man.'
'Well, who is he?' said the French lady. 'It is my husband! Andrew Davidson, I am
your wife.' Mr. Davidson could scarcely believe her senses. When he last saw her,
but she was a fine, healthy-looking woman; her hair was black as coal, but now her
head was gray, and she looked many years older than she should have looked. Yet
it was her, though he declared nothing but her voice seemed to say she Rebecca
Davidson. Soon the French gentleman returned, and being a humane man, gave up
Rebecca to her husband, also a considerable sum of money, and next morning sent them
on their way rejoicing."
The happily reunited husband and wife returned as quickly as possible to the
vicinity of their former home, and settled at the mouth of Abb's Valley on a farm
which was owned some ten years ago by A.C. Davidson. They were so fortunate as to
have and raise another family of children, and a number of their descendants are
now living in Tazewell County, and in Mercer County, West Virginia