There were several Indian councils in Urbana at
a very early day. They were held in a
grove on or near where the old grave yard is
north-east of town. Distinguished chiefs
from various tribes took part in these councils.
Mr. Howe says in his history that
Tecumseh in the spring of 1795, took up his
quarters on Deercreek near the site of Urbana,
where he was engaged in his favorite amusement,
hunting , and remained until the following
Spring. There never was any creek by the
name of Deercreek near the site of Urbana.
"I think there is a creek by that name in
Madison county but I do not think it reaches
Champaign. I find Tecumseh's
biographer makes the same mistake. I now
quote from his biography:
“While residing on Deercreek an incident occurred which
greatly enhanced his reputation as a hunter.
One of his brothers, and several other Shawnees
of his own age proposed to bet with him that
they could each kill as many deer in the space
of three days as he. Tecumseh
promptly accepted the overture. The
parties took to the woods and at the end of the
time stipulated returned with the evidences of
their success. None of the party except
Tecumseh had more than twelve deer-skins,
and he brought in upward of thirty, near three
times as many as any of his competitors.
From this time he was generally conceded to be
the greatest hunter in the Shawnee
nation.
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In 1799 there was a council held about six miles
north of the place where Urbana now stands,
between the Indians and some of the principal
settlers on Mad River, for the adjustment of
difficulties which had grown up between those
parties. Tecumseh, with other Shawnee
Chiefs, attended the council. He appears
to have been the most conspicuous orator of the
conference, and made a speech on the occasion
which was much admired for its force and
eloquence. The interpreter, Dechauset,
said that he found it very difficult to
translate the lofty flights of Tecumseh,
although he was as well acquainted with the
Shawnee language as with the French which was
his mother tongue.
Sometime during the year 1803, a stout Kentuckian came
to Ohio for the purpose of exploring the lands
on Mad River, and lodged one night at the house
of Capt. Abner Barret, residing on the
headwaters of Buck Creek. In the course of
the evening he learned, with apparent alarm,
that there were some Indians encamped within a
short distance of the house. Shortly after
hearing this unwelcome intelligence, the door of
Capt. Barret's dwelling was suddenly
opened and Tecumseh entered with his
usual stately air; he paused in silence and
looked around until at length his eye was fixed
upon the stranger who was manifesting symptoms
of alarm, and did not venture to look the
stern savage in the face. Tecumseh
turned to his host and pointing to the agitated
Kentuckian, exclaimed - "A big baby, a big
baby." He then stepped up to him and
gently slapping him on the shoulder several
times, repeated with a contemptuous manner, the
phrase, "Big baby, big baby!" to the
great alarm of the astonished man, and to the
amusement of all present.
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