the trial was yet to come.
When the circuit court met at Hastings Mr. Merriman received a note
from Judge Ransom requesting him to call on his boarding place in Hastings. Mr. Merriman did so, and was told by the judge,
who had got the facts in the case, that he could go home as soon as he pleased, for, says he, “I shall not allow your
case to be called, and that will put a quietus on the whole matter.”
An old Indian who belonged to a band who lived south of Gull prairie
had become well known to the settlers and had won their friendship by many a kind act. Some of his white friends had given
him a new suit of clothes. It was a very amusing sight to see the old fellow, when completely dressed, in a full white man’s
costume. After scanning himself all over from head to foot he extended his arm, felt of the sleeve, stuck out his foot, felt
of his pantaloons, took off his hat, surveyed it, placed it on his head, and, suddenly giving a jump some three feet from
the ground, uttered a wild whoop and exclaimed—” She~-mo-ko-man. Me, Sbe-mo-ko-man .” After that he went
by the name of “Old She-moke.”
Mrs. Elihu Mills, being in feeble health, had expressed a desire for some fish.
She-moke having heard it took his spear and started for the “Three Lakes,” in the south part of Richland. In less
than two hours he was at Mr. Elihu Mills’ door and presented Mrs. Mills with a large pickerel. He speared it in the
daytime, no one could tell how, but an Indian could do many things wonderful to a white man.
THE OLD INDIAN DOCTOR.
There was an old Indian doctor well known by the first settlers in the
east part of this county. His name we could not get. His home was originally near Schoolcraft. He died in the spring of 1833
and was buried in what was later known as the Catholic burying ground in Kalamazoo. His two sons were Cop-mo-sa and Chip-e-wa.
He had a daughter who was deaf and dumb. She married a Frenchman by the name of Joseph Moo-seau, who lived