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- c1842 BIRTH: MO,Boone Co: John Y McAllister born about 1842, re 1850 census
Washington Pioneers 929.3797 W2794, Seattle Pub Lib NW, Vol II, pg 296, subm by Mrs. Barbara Hawk Kincy, gr greatgrandau of James & Charlotte. Mother's will May 1859: son John Y McAllister
1850 CENSUS: OR Terr, Lewis Co: 26 March, Dw 83/11: John Y McAllister 8/MO, son of James and Charlotte McAllister
1900 CENSUS: WA,Yakima Co-Cowiche Prec: Soundex 22/107/4/62, 12 Jun, Dw 80/80:
McALLISTER, John 54/MO bn Nov 1845 (Ire/MO)single, prospector [age abt right,ck out]
1902 HIST: Obit of bro James McAllister 1 May 1902: "...A brother... living: John Y McAllister of North Yakima..."
HIST: Handwritten part of McAllister Manuscript at U of WA NW Coll written by Sarah McAllister Hartman 20 Feb 1893, pg 44:
"The two youngest boys (12 & 15) slipped out back to look for team to try to make our escape; returned, wasn't a hoof to be found. After a hurried consultation, decided to let boys go to prairie (abt 1 mile distant) to look. Knew couldn't keep Indianss at bay much longer. Slipped away quietly. Not know whether we would ever see them alive again... near night boys came back with a letter from Dr Tolmie of Ft Nisqually given by Indian carrier-an invitation to Ft Nisqually...after long night boys sneaked out again Joe (bro-in-law) to hunt for team. They returned early morning with joyful news ...secured and hidden a hoke of wild, half broken oxen not far from house. Indian afraid of dark. Boys talk again to Indians about letting go. Thinking we on foot & easy prey, promised to let us next morning. Boys put things in wagon in night. Next morning, not act afraid, walked through crowd of Indians. Went across Sqauquid Creek toward Ft Nisqually. They not follow as they had several ambushes along road to Ft. They turned to looting our house. Watching, we turned abruptly south, crossed creek again to where wagon hidden. All able to walk scattered, little ones & mother in wagon. Boys had to put ropes on wild oxen so keep on road. Wagon got tangled in vine maples (that clump of maples now stand in my back yard, a highly valued shrub). You may be sure wheels not strike notches in logs very often & all 4 wheels were not on ground at once. Terrible ride, looking for Indians every moment. Many dead cattle & horses on prairie where Indians had killed them. We were seen from fort, gov't wagon came to meet us...thought we had surely been killed and thankful we weren't."
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