First Social Reunion
June 24, 1874
In compliance with the invitation of the President, Hon. Albert Miller, and
the recommendation of the Executive Committee, the State Pioneer Society
met at Saginaw and proceeded down the river to Bay City, for a social reunion,
on Wednesday, June 24th, 1874.
The steamer Dunlap was placed at the disposal of the pioneers, veterans, and
their friends. About 170 persons embarked and glided down the river about
11 A. M. Appropriate music from Engles' band added materially to the trip to
Bay City, where hospitality is never stilted.
The oldest person present was John Todd of Owosso, a hardy and honored
pioneer of 80 years. The youngest was John R. Bodman of East Saginaw, 2 1/2
years old. May that "toddling wee thing," fifty years hence, is our rising
capitol, tell the story of the first social reunion of Michigan Pioneers of 1874.
Moat of the officers of the society were present at this reunion. Letters of
regret from several persons who had expected to be there were read by the President, Judge Miller. One from Governor Bagloy playfully alluded to his size.
He pleaded a previous engagement to be present at Ann Arbor on that day.
He said, "I know I am big enough to cut up and Bend half to each place, but
I must object, and I feel that I must keep my engagement to the University,
so that I can only be with you in spirit."
In a somewhat different vein is one from Mrs. Sophia A. Gotto Jenny of
Since we last had the pleasure of meeting, I have on several occasions
attempted to write a chapter in the history of pioneer life and as often failed,
not from want of interest or lack of incident, but my heart has so filled with
the tender memories of the past that I could not proceed.
"My first reminiscences in this our adopted State are of a numerous family
of immigrants, of which I was a member; all wore young, hopeful, and buoyant
at the prospect of the future. The remembrances of to-day are of seeing them
one by one waving their adieus and crossing the mystic river, until like the
lone tree upon the prairie I am left, and like it must soon he drifted down the
river of time to be seen —but what matter
"If shadows lie low on the hill.
If life's throbbing pulse has grown suddenly still?
What sweeter hath life than in dying to rest,
With calm poise of faith on Ills sheltering breast"
In the letter from Thomas A. Drake of Pontiac, and remarks by Edwin
Jerome, are graphically portrayed some of the perilous incidents of pioneer life.
These, with a sketch of the life of "Uncle Harvey Williams," read by Hon.
C. V. Little of Saginaw, we give nearly entire. Mr. Drake's letter is as follows:
The celebration to which you so kindly invited me is one of no ordinary character.
"The early settlement of the Saginaw valley and the organization of our
State government are subjects deeply interesting; and while I remember the
one I cannot forget tho other. There are few events more deeply seated in
memory than my first visit to Saginaw. Perhaps it is wisely ordered that we
cannot review the past without commingled emotions of pain and pleasure;
thus we are preserved from the evil effects of satiety and despondency. The
incidents of that journey, though many and important, are known to but few,
—my traveling companion and associate, Commissioner Frost, who alone knew
what occurred to us on that journey, has passed away, and I alone am, left to
relate our adventures. I trust, therefore, that you will forgive the egotism of
"On our way home the question of life and death was presented to us with
little time for rejection.
"It rained very heavily while we were at Saginaw, and when Frost and I
were ready to return, we were ferried over the river at Green Point by Jewett.
We moved rapidly to the usual crossing on Cass river, the increased velocity of
the water plainly telling us we could not cross at that place in safety. It was
raining hard and we made for the upper crossing, a mile or more up the river,
where we found the river much narrower and the north bank quite elevated.
There were a few deserted Indian cabins on the north bank, some of them made
of logs split into halves or slabs. We unsaddled our horses and drove them
into the river; they swam easily to the opposite shore, went out of the river and
went to feeding. We hastily pulled down a cabin, took the timbers to the edge
of the waters, and there formed a raft. We fastened the timbers as well as we
could with our surcingles, laid timber and bark on top for a floor or platform,
put our saddles, portmanteaus, and blankets on board, and having two of the
poles we could find at any of the cabins, we shoved our frail craft into the surging water and both jumped on. The first push made carried us into water so
deep we could not reach bottom with our poles, and down stream we went with
the rapidity of a race-horse. Our poles were so slender they were of no use as
oars. We applied all the energies we possessed, and so shaped the course of
our raft that it came so near tho south shore in passing one of the bends that
I caught hold of the tops of some willows standing on the bank. By holding
fast our raft swung round and brought us so near that my companion got firm
hold of the bushes and jumped on shore, neither frightened or hurt. Our
horses were soon caught and saddled, our trappings secured, and upon full
gallop for Flint river, which we reached a little after sunset.
"Our business to Saginaw was to locate the scat of justice for that county.
There we found Judge Dexter and Engineer and Surveyor Risdon platting the
city of Saginaw. Dexter approached the commissioners with his skeleton map
in hand; one of the lots he designated as court-house lot, and very abruptly
informed then that if they located the site for the scat of justice on that lot he
would donate it to the county, and would give to each of the commissioners one
lot, perhaps two. Our other associate was satisfied with Dexter s proposition,
and from that moment till we left I think he looked at nothing but the lots
Dexter proposed to give him. I felt inclined to treat Dexters proposition with
contempt, and for a time Frost agreed with me and we looked at other places.
"There was then an uninhabited forest where East Saginaw now stands, and
it was said that the whole country, after getting back from the river, was a
morass and uninhabitable. However, we resolved to inspect it for ourselves.
With Jewett for a guide we traversed the country up and down the river, and
from the river back, until we were satisfied we had found the best place for a
court-house. Besides Jewett, there was with us that day a man by the name of
Joshua Torry of Pontiac. Frost and I fixed upon a site, and drove a stake to
indicate the spot selected. We took measurements from different points on the
river, with such bearings as would enable one to find the identical spot, and
agreed to meet the next morning and make our report. I went to Jewett's
shanty at Green Point, and Frost went to the fort, as it was called, where he
would find our other associate. The next morning, to my surprise, I found
that Frost had been overcome, demoralized, and had actually signed a report
locating the site on the lot selected by Dexter. Through the love of whisky
by Frost, and the love of gain by the other commissioner, the
county-seat was located at Saginaw. I was then a member of the Legislative
Council from Oakland county and all the lower peninsula north and west of it,
and with pride I endeavored to extend and uphold the interests of my constituents, the pioneers of Oakland, as well as those of the beautiful valley of the
land of Saco. I have with deep solicitude and great pleasure witnessed the untiring exertions of the pioneers, and the marvelous growth and prosperity of the
"Fifty years ago this vast country, of which the Saginaw valley may be considered the center, was the home of the deer and the red man; its deep forests
were then unmarked by the steps of the paleface; most of it was beyond the pale
of civilization. And what do we see now? Towns and cities adorn tho land;
railroads traverse the country in every direction; its rivers are utilized for highways of commerce and travel, and as resistless motive powers for manufactures;
its forests are receding before the blows of the axeman, and being converted
into articles of commerce and wafted away thousands of miles for improvement
or ornament in distant countries.
"Above all and beyond all, on the 24th of June, 1874, the pioneers of the
State propose to inaugurate and to carry into execution a celebration of the
anniversary of the organization of the State government. All hail, pioneers of
Saginaw! Long have you suffered and gloriously have you conquered. May
you long enjoy the rich reward with which your labors are crowned. Receive
the congratulations of an old pioneer."
Another interesting reminiscence from Edwin Jerome was listened to with
much pleasure. Mr. Jerome said:
Pioneers OF the State of Michigan:
I am happy to meet you on this our
first social reunion in this flourishing Bay City, standing upon grounds sacred
to memory, and on which forty-eight years ago your realtor camped and slept.
In the latter part of the summer of 1833 I enlisted in the war department,
commanded by Col. Anderson, then a resident of Detroit, to assist in a coast
survey of Lake Huron, under the immediate direction of three cadets from
West Point,—Lieut. Heiutzclman, since a general and distinguished soldier in
our late fratricidal war, as our 1 coder; Lieut. Poole, second in command;
Lieut. Lee, third or junior commander; commissary, George Moran of Grosse
Point; government hunter, your venerable and much respected townsman,
Capt. Francois Marsac, the crack of whoso rifle, aimed by his keen eye, fed the
stomachs of the party with soma two hundred wild duck, four bears, several
deer, a number of raccoons, etc. Yet the speed and hardy endurance of the
captain's body and limbs were inadequate to the task of capturing a moose,
whose keen eye, ear, scout, and fleet foot successfully evaded a hard day's chase.
Among the privates in the Yankee mess were myself and six others, Henry
Snelling, Mr. Cowles,—a nephew of Col. Anderson,—Mr. Jacobus, and three
others whoso names I cannot recall. In the French mess were 14, making a
total of 26 souls, counting Lieut. Poole, whoso whereabouts we never learned.
Our field service commenced on the shores of Lake Huron, a few miles above
Fort Gratiot, at the then northern terminus of the government land survey of
Michigan. Speaking wholly from a forty-one years memory, I shall omit any
attempt to describe minutely the majestic forests, romantic spots now dotted
with cities, the marble rocks found on the beach, etc., but will note the fact that
our pioneer party took the first survey of the pearly little stream, took the
soundings of the noble harbor, and the beautiful site of the far-famed city of
Leaving this capacious harbor, so well stocked with defensive boulders, we
soon arrived at and successfully doubled that rough, rocky, small-caverned
cape, Pointe au Barques. Leaving the broad expanse of Lake Huron we entered
the extensive bay of Saginaw, whoso dangerously rough seas have been recently
brought to mind by the perilous voyages of fishermen, and the sacrifice of those
six noble-hearted men from Alabaster who sacrificed their lives in the attempt
to rescue those fishermen. This brought to mind with singular clearness one of
the most perilous scenes of my life. On our arrival at Pigeon river we crossed
over to and made a survey of Charity Island, but unfortunately left a small cur
dog in the woods, belonging to Lieut. Poole. The next day I was detailed with
four others, and with two days' provisions, in a yawl boat to rescue the dog.
We proceeded about fifteen miles, propelled by our muscles applied to oars,
under a clear calm sky and placid waters. On approaching the cove-sided
island we were reminded of our errand of mercy by the dog leaping in tho air,
running and capering; with joyous yelping's he leaped into the boat. Just at
this moment a light vaporing shadow flitted away from the spot the dog left,
and it has been a matter of serious speculation whether it was the shadow of
Lieut. Poole's soul flitting off. We immediately set out on our return with the
brightest prospects and a full spread of canvas; when about eight rods from
shore we suddenly encountered a southwesterly gale, and twice attempted and
failed to come in stays with a view to regain the island. On the third endeavor
our mast cracked about half off near tho foot, and the sail dipped water, bringing us in stays double quick with an ominous sheet of water pouring over the
side. By a great and despairing effort with our weight on the upper edge, our
sail lifted from the water and our craft righted. Hats and shoes wore vigorously plied in bailing, and as soon as possible our oars were put in motion and
the boat headed for the island a quarter of a mile distant, and we in a direct
line into Lake Huron; after an hour of tho hardest struggle for life we found
ourselves soaring the island, on which we were glad to encamp for the night.
The next day we placed our little craft before the gale, and one hour and ten
minutes sped us safely into camp. I can bear ample testimony to the turbulence
of the waves of Saginaw bay in rough weather, While on this passage I stood
holding on to the mast, while in tho trough of tho sea nothing but tho sky could
be seen to the front or roar at an angle of forty-five degrees. On looking at
the white-caps chasing in rear apparently to engulf me fifteen or twenty feet
beneath its crest, my hair pulled fearfully and my heart seemed leaping from
Passing over the minor incidents in the progress of our work, from the encampment at Pigeon river to the Saginaw river, we finally pitched our tents on
or near tho site of your enterprising city, and took observations for nine successive days of the sun crossing the meridian to determine the latitude and
longitude of the month of this capacious river, your relator each time noting the
exact second from an excellent chronometer.
Now, when I ride into the cities of tho Saginaw valley in palace cars on first-class, well-stocked railroads, or ride up and down this river in a noble steamer,
beautifully furnished, viewing is surprise the almost continuous line of cities
along its banks, the immense lumber yards and saltworks, the memory of 1833
and 1836 leaps forth and asks, did all this spring from chaos? Then forbidding sterility, extensive marshes, deep bayous, and sturdy forests prevailed to
discourage a settler. In those early years your water-lines of river, bay, or lake
were familiar: I traversed tho Tittabawassee and its branches, Chippewa and
Pine, Bad river, Cass, Flint, and Mishtegayoe, exploring their forests, selecting
their choicest timber and finest lauds. And now, my old co-laborers in the
woods and fields of Michigan, wishing you a long life and joyous end, 1 say
SKETCH OF THE LIFE OF " UNCLE HARVEY WILLIAMS."
More to come.....
BY HON. C. D. LITTLE, Of SAGINAW
Oliver Williams was born in Concord, Mass., in 1774. In 1808 he visited
Detroit, and after prospecting for a time returned to Concord. He visited
Detroit again in 1809 and remained until 1811, when he concluded to engage
in the mercantile trade. He proceeded to Boston and procured a general
assortment of merchandise of the value of ten thousand dollars. Alpheus
Williams, a brother-in-law of Oliver, became his endorser for the purchase at
Boston. I mention this incident as the connecting inducement which at a later
period was the means of bringing Alpheus Williams to the territory of Michigan.
While these goods were being transported from Buffalo to Detroit they were
seized by the British government, Mr. Williams made a prisoner, and conveyed
to Halifax. After being confined a prisoner at Halifax for a number of
months he was released, and returned to Detroit. Oliver Williams did not
remove his family—which consisted of four sous and four daughters—until the
Oliver Williams, being a man of strict integrity, determined that his brother-
in-law should lose nothing by his endorsement for him, and though he had lost
everything, he told Alpheus he could and would, if life and health were spared
for a few years, accumulate enough to pay every dollar of the ten thousand.
With this honest purpose in view, in a new country, he commenced the herculean task of raising ten thousand dollars. This, with a largo family to support,
the oldest only thirteen years of age, would have disheartened most men, but
not Mr. Williams. By strict economy and untiring zeal he succeeded, and in a
few years paid every dollar.
The sons and daughters of this man are well remembered by the old settlers
of Northern Michigan, and have been prominently instrumental in developing
in resources. Ephraim S., better known as Major Williams, is now a resident
of Flint; Gardner D. became a resident of Saginaw City, and died in 1858;
Alfred and Benjamin 0. are residents of Owosso; Mary Ann who married
Schuyler Hodges, is now a resident of Pontiac, while Alpheus and Harriet—
now Mrs. Rogers—are residing in California.
In 1815 Oliver induced Alpheus to remove from Concord to Detroit, and this
brings me to the subject of this sketch, Harvey Williams, oldest son of Alpheus
Williams, better known throughout the Saginaw valley as Uncle Harvey. He
was one of the oldest, if not the oldest, of the Yankee pioneers to Detroit now
living; he came with his mother to that city in 1815.
From Concord, Mass., to Buffalo, N. Y., the journey was accomplished by wagon; from Buffalo to the mouth of Detroit river on it schooner of 40 tons
burthen, called the "Salem Packet;" the master or captain was Eber Ward,
father of Captain Eber Ward, now of Detroit. It required thirteen days to
accomplish the trip from Buffalo to Detroit river. At this point the packet
was detained by contrary winds, and Mr. Williams' father chartered a cart and
had his goods carted to Windsor, opposite Detroit, from which point they were
ferried over in a " dug-out." Moving in those days was a rough expertise.
Mr. Williams paid fifteen dollars each for passage to Detroit, and five dollars
per barrel—bulk—for goods.
At this time Benjamin Woodworth kept the aristocratic tavern in Detroit.
It was not a very extensive establishment, but was enlarged from time to time
until, under the good management of "Uncle Ben," it obtained a wide reputation as " Uncle Ben Wood worth's Steamboat Hotel," and for years was the
headquarters of steamboat men after steamers commenced running on the lakes.
It was located on Woodbridge street, immediately in the rear of whore the
Fireman's Hall now stands. Oliver Williams kept a tavern of less pretensions
on Jefferson avenue, under "the old elm tree," and another tavern was kept
by the father of the late Judge G. W. Whipple down near tho Cass farm.
Those were tho hotel accommodations of that period of the village of Detroit,
then containing about one thousand inhabitants. "Emerson, Mack & Conant"
were the leading mercantile house in Detroit at that time; the firm was composed of Thomas Emerson, father of Curtis Emerson, Esq., of East Saginaw,
Stephen Mack, and Shubaol Conant; they kept a general assortment of dry
goods, groceries, crockery, and hardware. Henry I. Hunt, Abel May, Edward
and John S. Krebel were also selling goods, but did not carry as heavy stocks as
Emerson, Mack & Conant. All of these merchants were in the habit of issuing
what were called "shinplastors," and they passed it as the "legal tender" of
James Abbott was the agent of the American Fur Company, who had their
"headquarters" for the west at Detroit; Abbott was also postmaster. The
mails from the east were very irregular and arrived only semi-occasionally. It
often required four weeks or more for a letter from New England to reach
Detroit, and the postage thereon was twenty-five cents.
Gen. Lewis Cass, Messrs. Larned, Ten Eyck, Wetherell, Forsyth, John and
Thomas Palmer, and Judge Woodward, who afterwards made the plat of the
city, were among the then prominent men of the territory.
In the same year—1815—Uncle Harvey commenced blacksmithing on the
ground where the Russell house now stands, making steel traps, axes, and doing
irregular custom work for the inhabitants; there was but one other shop of the
kind in Detroit, which was owned by a Frenchman named Pelky.
Uncle Harvey's business increased rapidly; he soon added a small furnace to
his shop and commenced casting plows; when his business increased so that he
cast three plows a day, the fact was published as an evidence of the "great
progress Detroit was making in her manufactures."
the coal used for melting the iron was charcoal, and the blowing was done by
a single horse. Mr. Williams business grew from year to year, until it attained
to $100,000 annually, he purchased, set up, and used the first stationary
steam engine ever used in the Territory of Michigan; he built for J. K. Dow
and G. C. Trowbridge the first steam engine for the first steam mill in Michigan,
and his last work in his shop in Detroit was the building of the two steam
engines for the old steamboat Michigan.
Mr. Williams changed his location twice while in Detroit. He removed from
the Russell house lot to the grounds now occupied by the D. & M. R. R. Co.,
and from that point to the triangular lot on Cass street, Jefferson avenue, and
Woodbridge; here he purchased one hundred and five feet front for one hundred
and five dollars. Mr. Williams informs me that the first circus performance
ever given in Michigan, and which he considers the best, was in the middle of
the street between where the Riddle house now stands and the old jail that stood
on the north side of Jefferson avenue, opposite the Biddle house.
Mr. Williams furnished all the iron work for the first substantial jail that
was built in Michigan, and has now in his possession tho contract by which was
furnished to him the iron—forty tons, at seventeen cents per pound. He did
the iron work on the first Presbyterian church, erected on the comer of Woodward avenue and Larned street in 1818, and also the French Catholic church,
which was commenced the same year. With his stationary engine he pumped
the water for the citizens of Detroit. The reservoir was located on Fort street
west, between tho former residence of Gov. Baldwin and the City Hall; and it
is a fact worthy of note that a three-inch pipe was of sufficient capacity to
furnish all the water used at the time. The city paid Mr. Williams 9500 per
annum for the pumping.
Late in the fall of 1842, Major Whiting was desirous of getting supplies
through to the troops then stationed at Saginaw City. Knowing the determination and indefatigable perseverance of Uncle Harvey, he approached him
on the subject. With reluctance, after much persuasion, he consented to make
the trial. Calling to his assistance tho late John Hamilton of Genesee county,
the journey was undertaken and accomplished. With eight days' labor they
succeeded in carrying four tons of supplies from Detroit to Saginaw. In performing this they were obliged to ford tho Clinton river five times; the Thread,
Cass, and Flint rivers, as well as the Pine and the Elm, had to be forded.
Fortunate was it for the poor soldiers that they were successful, for when the
supplies arrived they were almost famished, having been without rations for two
days previous to Uncle Harvey's arrival. I have mentioned this incident for
the reason that it was from conversations with tho officers at this time that he
formed the opinion that at some future time Saginaw would become one of the
important points in Michigan. For twelve succeeding years Mr. Williams.
thought much of Saginaw; but not till 1834 did he see his way clear or the
inducements sufficient to tempt him, with all his courage, to try living in a
wilderness forty miles from civilization. On arrival at Saginaw his first labor
was the erection of a steam saw-mill, which was located at the back of Merrimac
street in Saginaw City, and will be remembered as the G. D. & E. F. Williams'
mill, and was the first steam mill erected in the Saginaw valley. Afterward a
run of stone was added to the mill, and used for grinding corn. In 1836 and
'37, Mr. Williams built the steam saw-mill which for a number of years was
called the Emerson mill, and stood on the grounds now occupied by the East
Saginaw gas company. This was the mill of its day. This mill was run by H.
Williams till the disastrous crash of 1837. Those of the Saginaw pioneers still
living remember the result of that crash. The panic of last September pales
into insignificant in comparison with it. Hundreds of mechanics and laboring
men, who had all the work they could do at the highest wages ever paid, were
suddenly thrown out of employment; employers who considered themselves
millionaires were reduced to laboring men, and paper currency which was up to
this time considered us "good as gold," became worthless and could not be sold
for a dollar a bushel in specie. The result was that those who could "went
through the woods"—a familiar expression used in taking the Indian trail to
Flint, which was the only road out of Saginaw at that time. The place became
almost depopulated. This was a time that "tried men's souls," but Uncle
Harvey's faith in the ultimate prosperity of Saginaw was not shaken, and
though he went down in the general crash he did not become dishonored, but
with that heroism and stamina still characteristic of him, determined "never to
give up" till be had realized the fruition of his hopes in seeing the Saginaw
valley what it now is, one of tho most populous and prosperous portions of
The "little steam saw mill" at the foot of Mackinaw street did all that was
required of it in its day. The big mill at East Saginaw, the model mill of
1837, when finished was supposed to be equal to, aye, and beyond, any future
requirements. Could those wise ones, who thought Mr. Williams foolish in
building so large a mill, look at the mills on the Saginaw river to-day, and the
hundreds of millions of feet of lumber manufactured by them, they would
acknowledge their own short-sightedness and the superior judgment manifested
by Uncle Harvey in his prophesies of the future of the Saginaws.
Mr. Williams removed to the Kawkawlin river in 1844 and remained there
till 1864. During the twenty years he resided there he was extensively engaged
him the fisheries at the mouth of tho river to the spring mouths, and in the
summer and fall months his operations were extended down the bay and Lake
Huron. During tho winter his business relations with the Chippewa Indians
were extensive, amounting in the aggregate to hundreds of thousands of dollars.
No man has ever possessed the confidence of those Chippewa Indians that Uncle
Harvey has had, and certainly no man could be kinder and more generous to
them than he.
Fifty-nine years in Michigan! Few, but very few men can with Uncle Harvey say that they have seen the infant in the cradle grow up to the full statue
of manhood as he has seen "our beautiful Peninsula State" grow. How little
was known in 1815 of tho vast mines of wealth that lay buried beneath her
surface! Who then dreamed that Michigan would furnish successful competition against tho whole world in copper and iron? Who then imagined that tho
Saginaw valley mills would manufacture more lumber than any other point on
the globe? Who ever conjectured that in little moor than half a century
Michigan would stand preeminent for its mineral wealth, for its lumber, for its
agricultural products, for its fruits, its stock, and for the provision it has made
for tho education of its sons and daughters? Nevertheless, Uncle Harvey has
lived to see all this, and well might he say, "Now let the aged servant depart
in peace;" but he is not yet willing to depart, for his ambition has not been
destroyed by the frosts of more than eighty winters. His energy is manifested
in all that he does, and he bids fair to outrun many men whose years do not
number one-half of his.
Mr. Williams was married to Miss Julia Tourniaid in 1819. Mrs. Williams
is still living, a well preserved woman; one of the "mothers in Israel," from
whose door the poor and needy have never been turned away empty. Fifty-five
years of wedded life! How seldom it is chronicled! In the great majority of
families the "silver cord " is snapped, and alas! how few to whom the "golden
bowl" is preserved.
It would have been gratifying to the pioneers of Saginaw valley to have had
Mr. and Mrs. Williams with us to-day, as no doubt it would have been to yon,
the pioneers of the State, who are our guests; but no persuasion would induce
them to leave the quiet of their home, notwithstanding they are "living epistles"
of what well-ordered and temperate lives can elect Mr. Williams informs
me that there are but eight persons of American descent now living who
were residents of Detroit in 1815: Ephraim S. Williams, now of Genesee
county; Benj. 0. and Alfred Williams of Shiawassee county; Mrs. Schuyler
of Oakland county; Benj. Wood worth of St. Clair county; Alpheus Williams
and Harriet Rogers of California; and Harvey Williams of Saginaw county.
Uncle Harvey is the pioneer blacksmith, the pioneer manufacturer of agricultural implements, the pioneer engine builder, and tho pioneer lumberman of
the Saginaw valley. I have hastily compiled these incidents in his life, deeming
it but just and proper that one so long—for over half a century—identified with
the interests of Michigan, should be honored at this meeting of the State
0. C. Comstock, Mr. Farnsworth, Col. E. H. Thomson, A. T. Draper, and
James V. Campbell, contributed letters of which we have no copies.
Several members wore added to tho association on this occasion. These reunions, divested of all formalities, should be frequent, so that the kindly
memories of "the laud we left and the laud we live in" may continue to form
the strongest link that binds the grand old past to the hurried and ever-living