The court was, not ready for Morg at that time and he lay there half the day or more waiting his turn. The mother of the murdered boy believed that Morg had killed him. She had a blanket thrown round her shoulders and went about the court ground crying aloud very pitifully, so after a time she came by where Morg Carter was tied. She had a good large pine knot under her blanket and came down on Morg with the pine knot like killing snakes. Morg hollered manfully till someone got there and stopped the squaw from beating him.
One circumstance during the setting of this court created a great alarm and excitement. It seems the court had set at liberty some parties for want of sufficient proof that didn't meet the approval of the Indians. A squad of fifty or more had been to themselves in secret council for some time when a rapid preparation commenced among themselves with guns, knives, tomahawk, etc. The whites could not fail to see their intention, which created great alarm. ESQ. Jeffery noted the consequences of such a procedure and demanding that Lewis disperse them. Lewis listened with attention; and at the close of the speech, he summoned his people around him and made a speech to them in Shawnee at the close of which they sneaked away like dogs. The Wooten family had moved in and settled on Rocky Bayou from Illinois. Two of them were present at the time of this threatened outbreak; and whilst the speaking was going on, they took afright and left the court ground and reached home about dark and reported they did not believe there would be a man, woman, or child left alive on White River to tell the tale. The whole family started that night for Illinois, which place they made in good time. The proof fell on Kennedy and he was committed to jail at Davidsonville.
The Indians buried the murdered boy about 10 feet in front of his mother's cabin door. She kept the yard swept clean around his grave, and it was her daily practice at the approach of dark to go and prostrate herself at the grave and set up the most piteous howl and lamentations, after which she would set a cup of hominy and a spoon at the grave and steal away to her cabin. She kept up this practice about 40 days at which time she believed the Great Spirit would take him home to that goodly country from whose bourne no traveler returns.
About the year 1829, the government moved Lewis' tribe to a country set apart to them near the place where Kansas City now is, west of the Missouri line.
One of the characters composing the early settlers of the White River Valley was Daniel Hively, a very remarkable and peculiarly constituted man who made quite a mark in the early history of his country. Daniel Hively was a Pennsylvania Dutchman of medium stature, and an iron constitution and nerve to undertake anything. He was a remarkable man of strength for his size. This, combined with a temper which he never had been able to control, often led him into difficulties which he was always ready to settle in single combat; yet he was and is a warm friend and a good man. (continued)