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Reminscences of early Michigan History 1800's
usually staying at Mt. Clemens over night with Colonel Clemens, going from there out to the lake and then down the lake and river road (this was a little like pioneer life). Often I had to stop, when night overtook me (very few taverns, if any), with farmers who had nothing to eat but baked potatoes and milk, but who afterwards became fine farmers and leading men. The road direct from Pontiac to Detroit became, after some travel, almost impassible, so wet and muddy to any depth.
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