The Adventures of "Old Henry Franks"

From The History of Wayne County, Ben Douglass

"Old Henry" Franks was born in Fayette County, Pennsylvania. He relocated to Chippewa Township in Wayne County, Ohio about 1816 or 1817. He settled a farm just south of Doylestown, the land of which he obtained from the U.S. government. He married Christina Mason, of his native land in Pennsylvania. Together, they had eleven children; six daughters and five sons.

Henry became an quantifiable part of Wayne County history with an event in his early life. According to Douglass, Henry Franks was taken prisoner by Indians along the Ohio River. Being a large, straight and strong specimen, his captors immediately took a fancy to him. He was introduced to the Native American ways, and was eventually "adopted" as an Indian citizen. In the process, he was force to "run the gauntlet", where he was struck repeatedly by his captors, and at the end of which he had to defend his life against the best warrior of the tribe. After dealing a nearly deadly blow to his assailant, Henry became a full-fledged Indian.

As a member of the tribe, Henry witnessed one of the storied incidents of American history. Colonel William Crawford was captured after his assault on Sandusky failed. Although many of his men successfully fled, he stood his ground and was captured. He was singled out as the leader and was tortured for several hours before being burned at the stake, never giving up hope that he would be rescued.

Henry used the distraction of this event to make his attempt to escape his capture. He made his way to the lake (Erie). He found a British vessel and was allowed to board her. He traveled to Montreal, where he disembarked and crossed the border to the U.S. side. Eventually, he made it back to the safe embrace of his family in Fayette County, Pennsylvania.

Some links you may want to look at.

http://www.online-literature.com/william-dean-howells/stories-ohio/9/    (carefully consider any of the links here!)

http://www.crawfordcocpcourt.org/Visit%20the%20Courtroom.htm   (Crawford County, Ohio official report. Use it with all of the other sources to find your truth.)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Crawford_%28soldier%29    (I like Wikipedia. I believe there is truth in numbers. Eventually, given enough time, the truth does come out. Of course, the truth about Henry Franks is not a large enough issue to stand the test of time. So it is --- what it is. Being a descendent, I'd like to believe it is true. You decide for yourself.)

Aviation Excitement in Rittman

The early days of aviation came slowly to rural Ohio, but on the morning of September 30, 1911, Rittman would be exposed to it in a rather spectacular way.

Calbraith Rogers was a young, somewhat inexperienced pilot, originally from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. At the age of 32, he visited the flight training institute operated by the Wright brothers in Dayton, Ohio. After just 90 minutes of instruction, he soloed for the first time. Rogers became just the 49th person to receive flying credentials from the Fédération Aéronautique Internationale, and was one of the first private purchasers of a Wright Flyer in the nation.

William Randolph Hearst had sponsored prize money of $50,000 (about $1.2 million in 2011 dollars) for the first person to pilot an airplane coast to coast in the USA. Rogers felt up the the challenge, but needed a sponsor. The Armour Corporation had introduced a new soft drink called Vin Fiz. They offered Rogers $5.00 per mile if he advertised their drink on his flyer. The also agreed to provide a coast-to-coast train that would follow Rogers with support crew, supplies and spare parts. Also included was a special car outfitted with a workshop for making repairs.

Rogers took off from Sheepshead Bay in New York on September 11, 1911 and headed west, following railways all the way, only flying during daylight.

On September 30, Rogers took off from Kent and headed Southwest. Telegraph operators notified cities in his path of the upcoming excitement. Rittman, being in the path, set out to greet the intrepid aviator. According to Linsey Williams in his "Arise Wild Land", "The Wayne County Democrat said the plane "whizzed by at a 40-mile-per hour clip, in some spurts going at better than a mile per minute!".

Rogers refueled in Mansfield and continued his flight, ultimately completing his epic journey at Long Beach, California on November 5, 1911, with more than 20,000 onlookers there to witness the historic event. He had missed the prize money by 19 days, but had accomplished the first transcontinental flight in the USA. first to carry a bag of mail across the country by airplane.

Sadly, on April 3, 1912, scarcely one year after first piloting an airplane, Rogers crashed his flyer into the Pacific Ocean off of Long Beach, California, and died. He had become the first pilot to die as a result of a bird strike.

Wooster's Original Tea Party

In 1833, a market trading facility, Wooster's first, was built on the southwest side of the square, under the direction of of Town Council. The building was approximately 75' X 40', one story high, faced with brick, and had ceilings that were arched and plastered. Roof supports were about two feet square and numbered fourteen.

Soon, the citizens began to refer to the market house as a nuisance, publicly naming the "Temple of Mutton and Soup Bones". Many Wooster residents demanded that it be torn down. City Council refused. As a result, at least one attempt was made to burn it down. That attempt failed, but time was waning for the Wooster Market House.

On August 9, 1847, a group of disguised men, said to be among Wooster's "first citizens", gathered at the Wooster Market House, armed with axes, hooks, rope and tackle, and a prize-winning draft horse. The morning light revealed the absolute destruction of the Wooster's dreaded counting house.The market house was gone.

In the aftermath, there was much discourse about mobs, and the effects of mob-rule, and, although the Mayor of the time offered a reward, the vandals remained unpunished. The "Temple of Mutton and Soup Bones" was gone, and Wooster was proud of it.

Bloody Skirmish in Wayne County

Massacre of Indians In Wooster City

Early settlers in Wayne County generally lived in peace with the native population that existed prior to their arrival. So stories of turf wars between the two cultures are rare. But one incident does not adhere to this generality. The events of the incident occurred within the borders of present-day Wooster, Ohio, and is the only violent confrontation ever documented between settlers and natives in the area.

From their home somewhere near present-day Sandusky, a group of natives headed southeast on a foraging expedition. Their travel brought them to the banks of the Ohio, then to banks of Raccoon Creek, west of Pittsburgh, where they encountered a thriving village of white settlers.

Initially, the visiting natives befriended the villagers. But this turned out to be a ruse. The native visitors were full of hate for white settlers and were seeking to destroy them. When the opportunity arose to safely do so, the natives attacked the villagers, killing five and burning seven dwellings to the ground.

A party of 30 men was immediately assembled to pursue and punish the fleeing natives. Selected to lead this group was Captain George Fulkes. Fulkes had lived in the Raccoon Creek area with his family until, at the age of three, he was kidnapped by natives. He was raised in the ways of the natives and grew to adulthood in their culture, before being restored to his original family when his father "purchased" him from the tribe.

Fulkes in the years following his return to a settlers life had become a fierce indian fighter, and, according to Douglass, had turned the table on local warlike natives. Thus it was fortuitous to select him to lead the party of pursuers.

The Fulkes' party pursuit brought them to the Ohio River, where sometime earlier the fleeing natives had cleverly cut out the bottoms of their canoes and fled on foot. The pursuers quickly crossed the river and began to track the assailants.

Several days later Captain Fulkes and his men arrived at Robison's Hill, just south of Wooster. From this vantage point they observed the campfires of the offending natives. The location of this campfire was at the present-day intersection of South Beaver Street and Madison Avenue.

Cautiously, Fulkes decided to move his men to Rice's Hollow to await the rising of the full moon before instigating his attack plan. Once the time was right, Fulkes sprung his trap.

Fulkes men encircled the native encampment. On Fulkes' command, the men opened fire on the slumbering natives. When the smoke cleared all of the entrapped were dead. Or so it seemed.

A lone native from the group had been assigned the duty of checking game traps, and had escaped the deadly barrage of gunfire. Having heard the report of musketry, the native hurried back to the encampment. Once he neared the camp he shouted in his native dialect, "What's wrong?". Fulkes, having been raised as a native, was able to respond in the native's dialect. "Nothing is wrong, come forward", Fulkes said. With that the lone native moved towards Fulkes' men. An itchy-fingered member of Fulkes' party dispatched the lone native with his rifle. Retribution complete.

A shallow grave was dug at the site of the massacre, and the offending natives were laid to rest. Today, a marker resides as the location believed to be that of the final confrontation of the opposing forces. The burial sight can not be far away.

This historic marker is located at the approximate location of the Native American campsite where Fulkes and his party ended this saga of Wayne County history. The fallen are reportedly buried nearby.

Captain Fulkes eventually lived in Columbiana County, then Richland County, where it is said he died.