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Michigan Judges

George G Bates

Admitted to the bar, I commenced to seek my fortune. I thought I had some elements of success, but I did not know then just what was in the future. Of course I can look back on some glorious old times—the days of "coon-skins and hard cider," for instance—but a great deal of the time I have been pulling against fate. I was advised by some to go to Chicago, for that was going to be a great city. Detroit was considered an old fogy town, made up of men like old Joe Campau. Joe died and left a fortune for the judges and lawyers to quarrel over, but the lawyers got most of his estate.
I determined to go to Chicago; and one beautiful Monday morning, in company with Major Bob Kinzie, a dashing army officer, our journey was begun. We had a splendid barouche, drawn by two fine horses, with two extra horses in case of emergency. A negro and an Indian accompanied us. We took the road for Ypsilanti The Indian got drunk and the negro let the horses run away and wreck the coach. We gathered up the odds and ends and reached Ypsilanti about midnight, where we camped until morning. Next day we reached Clinton, where we stayed all night with our friend King. On our journey we passed Blackmore's, about where the city of Hillsdale now stands.

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