The shallow opening Ran below the bank Musky air and water It's wasting stone away Now I am kneeling here Searching for my place With a little inspiration I thought of Jenny's grave
The falls of Jenny Wiley They're running in my veins My ancestors killed her babies And took her as a slave They ***** and murdered And butchered all the same The Indians of this area And their tomahawk blades
But Jenny made a run for it And she got away After a year in captivity She just couldn't stay I like to think she knelt here In this little cave Just as I am now Planning her escape
Taken captive October 1, 1789, by Indians of the area, Cherokees, Shawnees, Wyandots, and Delawares, who murdered her brother and four children by tomahawk. She escaped after 11 months of captivity. The Indians had intended to attack the Harmon family who lived nearby, for killing two Cherokees, and had mistakenly attacked the Wiley family who lived in one of the hollows that is now within the Jenny Wiley state park. Jenny Wiley became pregnant and gave birth during the captivity, and learned the Cherokee lifestyle. Her dramatic escape in the spring of 1790 is now a legendary tale of early American frontier life in the Levisa Fork River area and the Big Sandy Valley .