Spouse: Isabella TRENT. Children were: Marjorie Or Margery HERMAN, Casparus HERMAN, Mary Augustine HERMAN, Catherine HERMAN.

Spouse: Araminta VEAZEY. Children were: Ephraim Austine HERMAN.

This information follows the research of others and confirmations by census and family tree info. ALL the info I have is on this database, however, I appreciate any corrections or additions. Parents: Ephraim Augustus HERMAN Colonel and Isabella TRENT.

Spouse: Harmon KANKEY. Marjorie Or Margery HERMAN and Harmon KANKEY were married about 1695 in ,Cecil,Maryland.
Reference Number:1248967 Children were: Catherine Kinkey KANKEY, Rebecca KANKEY OR KINKEY, Margery KANKEY, Martha KANKEY OR KINKEY, Harmon KANKEY OR KINKEY, William KANKEY OR KINKEY, Solomon KANKEY OR KINKEY, Thomas KANKEY OR KINKEY, John KANKEY, Mary KANKEY, *Catherine KANKEY OR KINKEY, John KANKEY, Mary KANKEY, Margery KANKEY, Rebecca KANKEY OR KINKEY, Martha KANKEY OR KINKEY, Harmon KANKEY OR KINKEY, William KANKEY OR KINKEY, Solomon KANKEY OR KINKEY, Thomas KANKEY OR KINKEY.

Spouse: Louisa Katrina MATHIAS. Louisa Katrina MATHIAS and Heinrich Adam HERMANN were married on 8 October 1723 in Mittlefranken,Wuertenberg,Germany. Children were: Adam HERMANN\HARMAN, Heinrich Adam HERMANN\HARMAN, Heinrich Henry HERMANN\HARMAN, George HERMANN\HARMAN, Daniel HERMANN\HARMAN, Philipina HERMANN\HARMAN, Mathias HERMANN\HARMAN, Christina HERMANN\HARMAN, Catherine HERMANN\HARMAN, Valentine HERMANN\HARMAN, Unknown HERMANN\HARMAN, Jacob HERMANN\HARMAN.

Spouse: Kundigunda REGIS. Kundigunda REGIS and Johann Michael HERMANN were married in 1698 in ,,,Germany. Children were: Heinrich Adam HERMANN, John HARMON.

Henry was called SKYGUSTA by the Indians.

Henry, the second son of Heinrich Adam, owned land in North Carolina, Giles and Tazewell counties in Virginia. Sometime in the 1750s, he was married to Anna Wilborn of the Moravian settlement in North Carolina, and died at his home at "Holly Brook" on Kimberlin Creek in present day Bland Co., VA, in 1822. In 1789, he and his son, Mathias, founded Harman’s Station in Kentucky. There is much evidence in the records to prove the great prowess of the Harmans as hunters and Indian fighters. In another land suit in the High Court of Chancery of Augusta Co., Wynn vs Inglish heirs, (5) it is stated: that Henry Harman was in the habit of collecting the men and fighting the Indians. In a land dispute case filed in Augusta (6), Samuel Walker states on May 30, 1805, that he came to the head of Clinch in 1771 and met Valentine Harman. In the same suit Mathias and Daniel Harman, brothers of Henry, state that they were on the land in dispute on a hunting trip in 1760. This statement proves that the Harmans were familiar with the country at the head of Clinch and Bluestone Rivers long before they made actual settlement in the area. In the Minutes of the Court of Montgomery County for May 26, 1790, is found this entry:

Inhabitants of Bluestone ordered to show cause why they should not work on that part of the road between Rocky Gap and the head of Clinch. The following were appointed overseers of the road, among whom was Captain Henry Harman.

Details of the fight between Henry Harman and the Indians are taken from Bickley’s History of Tazewell County, with the correct date added.

On the 12th of November, 1788, Henry Harman, and his two sons, George and Mathias, and George Draper left the settlement, to engage in a Bear hunt on Tug River. They were provided with pack horses, independent of those used for riding, and on which were to be brought in the game. The country in which their hunt was to take place, was penetrated by the "war-path" leading to and from the Ohio river; but as it was late in the season they did not expect to meet with Indians.

Arriving at the hunting grounds in the early part of the evening, they stopped and built their camp; a work executed generally by the old man, who might be said to be particular in having it constructed to his own taste. George and Mathias loaded, and put their guns in order, and started to the woods, to look for sign, and perchance kill a buck for the evening repast, while Draper busied himself in hobbling and caring for the horses.

In a short time, George returned with the startling intelligence of Indians! He had found a camp but a short distance from their own, in which partly consumed sticks were still burning. They could not, of course, be at any considerable distance, and might now be concealed near them, watching their every movement. George, while at the camp, had made a rapid search for sign, and found a pair of leggins, which he showed the old man. Now old Mr. Harman, was a type of frontiersman, in some things, and particularly that remarkable self-possession, which is so often to be met with in new countries, where dangers are ever in the path of the settler. So taking a seat on the ground, he began to interrogate his son on the dimensions, appearance, etc., of the camp. When he had fully satisfied himself, he remarked, that, "there must be from five to seven Indians", and that they must pack up and hurry back to the settlements, to prevent, if possible, the Indians from doing mischief; and, said he, "if we fall in with them, we must fight them."

Mathias was immediately called in, and the horses repacked. Mr. Harman and Draper, now began to load their guns, when the old man observing Draper, laboring under what is known to hunters as the "Buck Ague", being that state of excitement, which causes excessive trembling, remarked to him, "My son, I fear you cannot fight."

The plan was now agreed upon, which was, that Mr. Harman and Draper should lead the way, the pack horses follow them, and Mathias and George bring up the rear. After they had started, Draper remarked to Mr. Harman that he would go ahead, as he could see better than Mr. Harman, and that he would keep a sharp lookout. It is highly probable that he was cogitating a plan of escape, as he had not gone far before he declared he saw the Indians, which proved not to be true. Proceeding a short distance further, he suddenly wheeled his horse about, at the same time crying out, "Yonder they are - behind that log." As a liar is not to be believed when he speaks the truth, so Mr. Draper was not believed this time. Mr. Harman rode on, while a large dog, he had with him, ran up to the log and reared himself upon it, showing no sign of the presence of Indians. At this second, a sheet of fire and smoke from the Indians’ rifles, completely concealed the log from view, for Draper had really spoken the truth.

Before the smoke had cleared away, Mr. Harman and his sons were dismounted, while Draper had fled with all the speed of a swift horse. There were seven of the Indians, only four of whom had guns; the rest being armed with bows and arrows, tomahawks and scalping knives. As soon as they fired, they rushed on Mr. Harman, who fell back to where his two sons stood ready to meet the Indians.

They immediately surrounded the three white men, who had formed a triangle, each man looking out, or, what would have been, with men enough a hollow square. The old gentlemen bid Mathias to reserve his fire, while himself and George fired, wounding, as it would seem, two of the Indians. George was a lame man, from having had white-swelling in his childhood, and after firing a few rounds, the Indians noticed his limping, and one who had fired at him, rushed upon him thinking him wounded. George saw the fatal tomahawk raised, and drawing back his gun, prepared to meet it. When the Indian had got within striking distance, George let down upon his head with the gun, which brought him to the ground; he soon recovered, and made at him again, half-bent and head foremost, George sprang up and jumped across him, which brought the Indian to his knees. Feeling for his own knife, and not getting hold of it, he seized the Indians’ and plunged it deep into his side. Mathias struck him on the head with a tomahawk, and finished the work with him.

Two Indians had attacked the old man with bows, and were maneuvering around him, to get clear fire at his left breast. The Harmans, to a man, wore their bullet pouches on the left side, and with this and his arm he so completely shielded his breast, that the Indians did not fire till they saw the old gentleman’s gun nearly loaded again, when one fired on him, and struck his elbow near the joint, cutting one of the principal arteries. In a second more, the fearful string was heard to vibrate, and an arrow entered Mr. Harman’s breast and lodged against a rib. He had by this time loaded his gun, and was raising it to his face to shoot one of the Indians, when the stream of blood from the wounded artery flew into the pan, and so soiled his gun that it was impossible to make it fire. Raising his gun, however, had the effect to drive back the Indians, who retreated to where the others stood with their guns empty.

Mathias, who had remained an almost inactive spectator, now asked permission to fire, which the old man granted. The Indian at whom he fired appeared to be the chief, and was standing under a large beech tree. At the report of the rifle, the Indian fell, throwing his tomahawk high among the limbs of the tree under which he stood.

Seeing two of their number lying dead upon the ground, and two more badly wounded, they immediately made off; passing by Draper, who had left his horse, and concealed himself behind a log.

As soon as the Indians retreated, the old man fell back on the ground exhausted and fainting from the loss of blood. The wounded arm being tied up and his face washed in cold water, soon restored him. The first words he uttered were, "We’ve whipped them, give me my pipe." This was furnished him, and he took a whiff, while the boys scalped one of the Indians.

When Draper saw the Indians pass him, he stealthily crept from his hiding place, and pushed on for the settlement, where he reported the whole party murdered. The people assembled and started soon the following morning to bury them; but they had not gone far before they met Mr. Harman, and his sons, in too good condition to need burying.

Upon the tree, under which the chief was killed, is roughly carved an Indian, a bow and a gun, commemorative of the fight. The arrows which were shot into Mr. Harman, are in possession of some of his descendants. David E. Johnston in his History of the Middle New River Settlements, page 96, gives a ballad which he says was composed by Captain Henry Harman, herein inserted to show the correct date and add interest to the details of this story

HARMAN’S BATTLE SONG

Come all ye bold heroes whose hearts flow with courage,
With respect pay attention to a bloody fray.
Fought by Captain Harman and valiant sons,
With the murdering Shawnees they met on the way.

The battle was fought on the twelfth of November,
Seventeen hundred and eighty-eight.
Where God of his mercy stood by those brave heroes,
Or they must have yielded to a dismal fate.

Oh! Nothing would do this bold Henry Harman,
But down to the Tug River without more delay,
With valiant sons and their noble rifles,
Intending a number of bears to slay.

They camped on Tug River with pleasing contentment,
Till the sign of blood thirsty Shawnees appears,
Then with brave resolution they quickly embark,
To cross the high mountains and warn the frontiers.

Brave Harman rode foremost with undaunted courage,
Nor left his old trail these heathen to shun;
His firm resolution was to save Bluestone,
Though he knew by their sign they were near three to one.

The first salutation the Shawnees did give them,
They saw the smoke rise from behind some old logs;
Brave Harman to fight them then quickly dismounted,
Saying, "Do you lie there, you save, murdering dogs?"
He says, "My dear sons stand by me with courage,
And like heroes fight on till you die on the ground."
Without hesitation they swiftly rushed forward,
They’d have the honor of taking their hair.

At first by the host of red skins surrounded,
His well pointed gun made them jump behind trees,
At last all slain, but two, and they wounded,
Cherokee in the shoulder, and Wolf in the knees.

Great thanks to the Almighty for the strength and the courage,
By which the brave Harmans triumphed ‘oer the foe;
Not the women and children then intended to slaughter,
But the bloody invaders themselves are laid low.

May their generation on the frontiers he stationed,
To confound and defeat all their murdering schemes,
And put a frustration to every invasion,
And drive the Shawnees from Montgomery’s fair streams. Parents: Heinrich Adam HERMANN and Louisa Katrina MATHIAS. Parents: .

Spouse: Nancy Anna WILBURN. Nancy Anna WILBURN and Heinrich Henry HERMANN\HARMAN were married in 1758 in ,Rowan,North Carolina. Children were: Thomas C. HARMON, Daniel Conrad HARMAN, Henry HARMAN , Jr., JOHANN ADAM HARMAN, George HARMAN, Mathias HARMAN, Hezekiah HARMAN, Rhoda HARMAN, Louisa HARMAN, Elias HARMAN.

Spouse: Mrs. Kil HERMANS. Mrs. Kil HERMANS and Kil HERMANS were married about 1594 in ,,Holland,Netherlands. Children were: Cornelisse VAN NIEUWKIRK.

Spouse: Kil HERMANS. Mrs. Kil HERMANS and Kil HERMANS were married about 1594 in ,,Holland,Netherlands. Children were: Cornelisse VAN NIEUWKIRK.

Spouse: William BERRY. Jane Locke HERMINS and William BERRY were married in 1635 in Portsmouth, Rockingham, New Hampshire. Children were: Joseph BERRY, Mary BERRY.

Spouse: Doris Jeanne HEFNER.

Spouse: Mr. ERFIELD.

Spouse: Evelyn MAGNUSON. Children were: Living HERNDON, Daughter HERNDON, Living HERNDON, Living HERNDON.

Spouse: Rilda DAILEY. Children were: Alvin HERNDON.

Spouse: Helen LAMB. Children were: Jenifer Lee HERNDON, Laura Carol HERNDON, William Thomas HERNDON.

Spouse: Mrs. Shirley HERNDON.

Spouse: Mrs. Patricia HERNDON.

Spouse: Winona PHILLIPS. Children were: Mark Steven HERNDON, Mathew Bradley HERNDON.

Spouse: Judith HARDGROVE. Children were: Hugh Howard HERNDON.

Spouse: Ruth Olive HARDGROVE. Children were: Leslie Clarence HERNDON, Robert William HERNDON, Jerald Edwards HERNDON, Walter Scott HERNDON, Harold Eugene HERNDON, Charles Frederick HERNDON.

Spouse: Living SHEPHERD. Children were: Living SHEPHERD, Living SHEPHERD, Living SHEPHERD.

Spouse: Jerald Edwards HERNDON.

Spouse: Jerald Edwards HERNDON.

Spouse: Robert William HERNDON.

Spouse: Robert William HERNDON.

Spouse: Living REFIOR.

Spouse: Rebecca Jean WEST. Children were: Robert William HERNDON Jr..

Spouse: Unknown UKNOWN.

Spouse: Mrs. Zelda HERNDON.

Spouse: Mrs. Virginia HERNDON.