Miscellaneous Histories Mentioning Nathan B. Robinson

Samuel Joseph Johnson
“Within the next day or two they reached Lee's Ferry. They took me over in a small boat first, then ferried the rest over. We traveled on to Tuba City then on through the Painted Desert to Holbrook, then through the Petrified Forest, to Snowflake, Taylor, and on to the Lone Pine vicinity where we lived until I was four years old.”
“ The Indians broke out and killed Brother Robinson. While they were off sinking him in the river, Father and I passed by and saw their horses tied in the cedars and covered with sweat. I remember being run out of Forest Dale by the Indians. They ransacked the house and shot the pigs. I saw the body of Nathan Robinson with three bullet holes in it. We moved to Taylor. While playing in the street one day, I saw Brother Plumb coming as hard as he could ride. The Indians had been chasing him and had wounded his horse, which was all covered with blood, he had barely escaped. Father then moved to Amity on the Little Colorado River. There we lived neighbors to Jacob Hamlin, the great Indian Missionary. I have listened to his wonderful experiences among the Indians.”

Benjamin Samuel Johnson
A short story as told by his son James (Uncle Jim).

“They remained in Johnson that year working on a dairy belonging to Sixtus E. Johnson. From there they went down the Pah Reah River and raised a good crop in the company of Nathan Robinson and his wife, Annice...”

Brief History of Benjamin Samuel Johnson and Susan Elvira Martineau
Prepared by a son Samuel Joseph Johnson

“At the Penrod Ranch the Indians did the same thing. Killed hogs, chickens, cattle and then went on their way. At the next ranch they found a lone man, killed him, looted his home, took his horse and saddle and went on. The next day they killed Nathan Robinson. When he was found he had three bullet holes in him. They stole all his belongings that they wanted. They stripped his body except his garments and threw him in the river. That evening they came to the settlement where the people had all gathered, here they surrounded the town, built fires and whooped and hollered all night. The next morning as people began to stir, it was a funny sight. Some were in their night gowns, petticoats, underwear. Some hadn't had time to gather up clothing before their hurried flight, while others had lost it on the way. The people all immediately went to Taylor for protection, and they never returned to their homes, because they had been so thoroughly destroyed. While in Lone Pine a child Wilmirth was born to Sam and Elvira, and while at Taylor another child, James was born. After leaving Taylor, they moved to Amity on the head of the Little Colorado. Here they became intimately acquainted with Jacob Hamblin, the Great Indian Missionary. I recall he used to tell of his missionary experiences. They next moved to Eagerville where father built a home, the fourth house to be built in the village. Their next home was St. Johns. Here father made a living by hauling. Coal was hauled from east of St. Johns and salt from New Mexico. They found the Mexicans to be as treacherous as the Indians, and every man had to carry a gun and at every camp one must stand guard. Not withstanding every precaution taken, many wagons were looted and burned. I remember during the cowboy Mexican trouble, Nat Greer caught a Mexican, cut his ears off and let him go.”