The Story of Tonguish

He died that night and with his and his son's death ended the Indian troubles in Michigan. This last skirmish took place on section 4, of the township of Nankin, one mile west of where my father afterward settled, on what has since been known as the Dimmick farm, and about twenty miles west of Detroit. The wooden protection which the Indians erected over the graves looked fresh and almost new at the time of our settlement in the vicinity six years after. About the year 1837-8 some boys opened the graves and took from them the chief's gun or more properly gun barrel and some personal ornaments. I think the place is now occupied by plowed fields. Such is the story of Tonguish, as the writer heard it when a boy, and so far as he is informed this is the first time it was ever written.