John McBride, who came over with the colony, was the ancestor of the McBride people, He married Christina Crow, sister of Martin Crow. The story is told of him that on a certain occasion a jumping and running match occurred on Wheeling Creek, when he was one of the contestants. Now Johnny was very fond of Christina Crow, and he was sure to exert the last ounce of strength he possessed to gain the admiration of this beautiful blond. In those days to excel in some of the sports or in some physical prowess was a greater achievement than to win in a spelling match or in an oratorical contest; besides Christina (Tener) had prompted him by telling him the could be her husband if he should win in the jumping contest. Now to be prompted in this way by the girl he loved almost gave him wings,and he felt he must win. So he shaved out a long pole and practiced alone for days in every way that he thought would give him any advantage in the contest. The day of trial came on, and all the youngsters of the valley were present. Our boy was on hand in the pink of condition, and his best girl was there with words of encouragement and good cheer. He was of short stout build, and as elastic as a rubber ball. He easily matched all the others in the hop and single leap but it was supposed that with the pole he would fall short, but he was there to win the girl, and if it took superhuman effort, he felt equal to the task, and "courage is half the battle." The pole jump is with a pole, leaping up, and the distance up on a perpendicular line is the measure of your leap. In this way several trials were had, and our boy seemed to fall short of the mark, that should make him the winner, when he noticed standing immediately to the left of the object they were undertaking to leap, an old fashioned covered wagon, which was about 20 inches higher than the mark any had attained, and the thought of leaping over it seized him, and he turned from the object where they were contending, sprang several paces firmly placing the end of his pole to the ground, clutching it near the top with his hands and with quickness and strength of a tiger, he bounded over the top of the wagon, cover and all. As he landed on the solid ground on the other side, he broke his leg, but he had cleared 12 feet and had won all the prizes including the Crow girl. It is said that for weeks she nursed him until he had fully recovered. And this is the boy who founded the village of Carlisle.