The relatives with their faces streaked with black had gathered about it. The few white settlers then in the valley were all there as spectators. The fearful outrage so near their own doors had absorbed and engrossed the attention of all. "While the solemn Indian rite was in progress over the remains of their favorite warrior, Neh-way-go was seen approaching from his camping ground. He was dressed in full and caref¡.l costume, tomahawk and knife in his girdle and a small canteen of whisky at his side, his whole appearance imposing and gallant. He made his way with a lofty and majestic step to the center of the mourning group. Walking with measured step to the side of the coffin, he placed upon it his tomahawk and knife. He filled his calumet with kinakanick, composedly and with dignity. After smoking from it himself first, he passed it to the chief mourner, who declined it. He passed it to the next, and the next, with the same result. He passed his canteen of whisky with the same formality, and with the same result. They declined to partake. "He then undid the collar of his hunting shirt, and bared his bosom, seating himself with calm dignity upon the foot of the coffin. He turned his face full upon the chief mourners, and thus addressed them: 'You refuse my pipe of peace. You refuse to drink with me. Strike not in the back. Strike not and miss. The man that does dies when I meet him on our hunting ground.' Not a hand was raised. Upon the dark and stoical faces of that cloud of enemies by whom he was surrounded, no feeling found expression except that of awe; no muscle moved. He arose from his seat on the foot of the coffin, and towering to his full, fine height, exclaimed: 'Cowards! Cowards! Cowards!' As composedly as he had taken them out, he restored, unmolested, the tomahawk and knife to his girdle, and with his canteen at his side, walked away from the strange scene as lordly as he came. He had awed his enemies, and was evidently master of the situation. Removing soon after to the bay shore away from the scene of his early feuds and fearful exploits, he fell ultimately upon the hunting ground in a personal encounter with a relative of one of his victims." O-SAW-WAH-PON. This chief of the Saginaws was born in the Indian camp which once occupied the site of Saginaw City. His birth took place in 1798. It is said that his mother's name was the almost unpronounceable Ke-ne-wah-nah-ah-no-quay, and that the name which she bestowed upon the infant savage, was Kay-pay-yon-quod. While bearing this extraordinary title he was generally ill, and, believing that its change would lead to good results, he cast it aside in regular Indian form and adopted that of his father, O-sawwah-pon. He was very much attached to General Cass, and, on his account, principally, used his great oratorical powers in defense of the American. It is even said that he urged Tecumseh to desist from his purpose of opposing the Government. He died in Isabella county early in 1859, and was buried with all the ceremony attendant on the Indian funeral. MACOSE. Macose was an English half-breed. Notwithstanding his savage associations, he retained that habit, peculiar to his parent on the one side, of sounding the H where it should not be heard, and of dropping it where it should be heard. On this account his language was amusing to the American pioneers, even as it resulted unprofitably to himself. The people whom he met told him he was an Englishman; he became convinced of the fact, and as soon as he did, he determined to take unto himself the dusky Indian girl, the daughter of the great chief Ogemawkeketo. The halfbreed and his full-blood better half procee ded to England, where the poor girl died after the fashion of the sympathetic Pocahontas. What the end of the great Macose was is uncertain. If it were no better than his life among the wilderness of the Peninsula, it must be poor indeed. MIZ-CO-BE-NA-SA, or Red Bird, was the hereditary chief of the Indians of the Chippewas. Owing to his quiet disposition and his age, he permitted the duties of his position to devolve on Okemawkeketo, even as the latter invested the grotesque Tonadogamaw with similar powers subsequently. Old Miz-co was a lazy Indian for many years previous to his death, the heroic achievements of his earlier years were forgotten, and he sank to a most degraded position among the people who once called him "chief." SINNENCE, THE WAR CHIEF. This warrior lived at the Indian Mills on the Chippewa river in Isabella county. He was very popular among the Chippewas, and was always received with honors by the Indians of the Ottawa and Pottawatomie tribes. The village now known as Sinnence was named after him. TO-NA-DOG-A-NAW was the head chief of the Chippewa nation. This honor belonged to him on account of his great powers of debate, acute understanding and great prowess in the hunt. He was ugly in every sense. He wore only a hunting shirt from April to September, and this hung loosely from a hunch-back, which won for him the name "Richard III." O KE-MAW-KE-KE-TO. Oke-maw-ke-ke-to was not chief by hereditary title; but aware of the high order of his accomplishments, his brother Indians con ferred on him the title and privileges which belonged to Miz-co-bena-sa, who was content to lead as chieftain of a band. It is said that both the hereditary and de-facto rulers were savages of most noble parts, requiting justice with a lasting friendship for its dispenser, and punishing treachery with instant death. MA-SAY-NOS, the hermit Indian, was another of the strange beings inhabiting the country in pioneer times. Like the hart-broken gentleman referred to in the marriage record, his girl "went back on him," and he ever afterward led a life of retirement, seldom speaking to the Indians or the traders. There are very few Indians of that class now-a-days. NAW-QWA-CHIC-A-MING. Naw-qwa-chic-a-ming was made one of the chiefs of his tribe on the death of his father, since which time he was constituted head chief of the Chippewas. He was well and favorably known to all the early white settlers in the Saginaw Valley. His honesty and friendship have been proven in numberless instances. Naw-qwachic-a-ming, Okemaw-ke-ke-to, Shaw-e-be-no-se, Wosso, To-na-doga-naw and Mozhe-ga-shing, with Henry Connor, Gardner Ď. Williams, Capt. J. F. Marsac, Charles H. Rodd and Benj. O. Williams visited Washington in 1830 for the purpose of carrying out the sale referred to in the treaty of that year. The subject of this sketch departed this life for the "happy hunting grounds" Oct. 26, 1874, at a remarkably advanced age. SHAW-WE-NOS-SE-GA. This Indian was known to the white settlers from his boyhood. At a very early age he took a place among the warriors of his tribe as a great hunter, and in after years, when the new settlers offered a bounty for wolf scalps, Shaw-we-nos-se-ga was among the principal holders of bounty certificates. As late as 1857 he produced 12 wolf certificates before the supervisors' board, when one of the local law-makers wrote the following poetical tribute: Shaw-we-nos-se-ga! is not thy name Feared by the beasts that scour the plains? Searched out the depth of the wild-woods lair, Dealt out the fearful blow of death? And scatt red wide the wild woods through, From the fearful howl on the forest blast! To stay thy hand from death's control? Where soft winds murmur in sweet repose, BRIEFER MENTION. Muck-a-ko-kooh, a hunchback, known to the early settlers as Richard III, failed to kill his father. He was one of the most savage of his race, yet at times so peaceable that he would actually follow agricultural pursuits. He died in 1869. Sog-e-che-way-o-sway, of Pe-waw-ne-go-ing (now the township of Taymouth), the predecessor of Elijah H. Pitcher, died in 1865. He was present at the ratification of a treaty in 1864, within the store of P. C. Andre. Otawas, chief of the Tawas band, had two sons, one of whom married a lady who, afterward became school-teacher. Muck-u-ta-me-shay-way, or Black Elk, was said to have been the finest Indian of the tribe, though Beau Temps, a Cass river Indian, is said to have been the truest specimen of Indian manhood. Notawa was one of the oldest chiefs of Cass river. He died about 1850. Ken-e-wap, one of the greatest elk hunters on the Cass, died 23 years ago. Chib-auk lived on the Crow Reserve, five miles below Saginaw City, on the east side of the river, for whom a reservation of 640 acres, including a small island in the river, was made in 1832, under article of treaty. He sold to G. D. & E. S. Williams, and removed to Canada, where he died. Pay-mah-se-gey, chief of the Pine river band, died in 1856. He was considered a good man. Saw-waw-mic was a celebrated hunter of the Chippewas, formerly from Sibi-way-ink; lived six miles east of East Saginaw. He was known to run down a bear or deer and fight to the death. When he was to draw his annuity he would look at the money scornfully and fling it in the river. A SUMMER VISIT TO THE INDIAN CAMP. A visitor to the Indian camp at Green Point gave the following description of his journey thither, as well as of what he saw there: "During the sojourn of the Indians at Green Point it was certainly worth one's while to pay them a visit. I remember one fine afternoon, some ten years since, of accompanying an old Indian trader there, while it was in full possession of the Indians (1847). Seated in a light canoe and each armed with a paddle, we started from Saginaw City for the ostensible purpose of bartering with the Indians for furs, etc. For my part I was perfectly delighted with the idea, as I never had an opportunity before of seeing the Indians at home,' at least during the summer season, and was also glad to exchange the monotony of a clerk's life for a paddle o'er the bright waters of the beautiful Saginaw. The river was sufficiently agitated to cause our tiny boat to rock dreamily, and as we sped from the shore the rich waves leaped and sported against our canoe's prow and sides, like sportive kittens, ever and anon greeting our faces with a damp paw,' that was by no means unpleasant. On, on we sped, now under the shadow of the green woods, now by the fringed, rich border of the prairie. We could readily discern in the distance the white tents of the Indians fluttering in the wind, and hear the wild, joyous shouts of the dusky juveniles as they pursued their uncouth sports and games. As we approached their camp what a busy and exhilarating scene presented itself to our view! I clapped my hands in the exuberance of my spirits, for never before had I witnessed a scene so full of real, unaffected natural happiness as there greeted my senses. My companion did not seem to partake of my enthusiasm, for he had often witnessed similar scenes. Little Indian boys and girls, resembling so many Cupids (in one sense) could be seen; some wrestling, some shooting with tiny bows and arrows, some paddling their tiny canoes, while others were bathing and splashing in the river, like so many amphibia, each striving to excel the others in the manner and demonstration of its enjoyment. Superannuated Indians and squaws sat by the tent doors, looking on with a quiet, demure pleasure, or arranging some toy or trinket for some little toddler, while the more efficient were engaged in various occupations or no occupation at all. Oh, how I longed for an artist's skill, that I might sketch the wild and picturesque scene! Here, thought I, is human nature in its free, untrammeled state. Care, to these children of nature, seems to be a stranger; no thought of the morrow engrosses their minds, but the world with vicissitudes and vexations, passes along apparently unnoticed by them. Buoyancy of spirit is a striking feature in the Indian character. "As we drew our canoe out upon the beach, the Indians came out to meet us, with a hearty shake of the hand, and a cordial bon jour. The shady urchins for a while suspended their games and stood with gaping mouths and suspicious looks, gazing at the Keche-mo-ko-mon, then with a yelp and a bound returned to their sports, more vociferously |