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Reminscences of early Michigan History 1800's
I left for Saginaw, and when twelve or fifteen miles on my way, I heard a slight noise, and, looking around, this fellow, with a shotgun on his shoulder, was trotting along behind me, looking black and ugly as possible. It gave me a little start, yet I knew he was a coward. I asked him what he was following me for. He said the clerk had sent him down for some goods. I told him to take the front and trot ahead, and I kept him in the front the rest of the way to Saginaw. On my return he came to the store, said he was sorry and ashamed "of what he had done, wished me to forgive him, and, if I wanted him for a guide, he would leave the opposition and join us.
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