The story of how Sir George Reade, of Webster, might have been an English baronet with large aucestoral aetates has aJrtady beeu told in the Argus, and also something of his father's early settlement in thiscounty. It may be here stated that Sir Johu Reade, the father of the present Sir George, was very wild as a yoting man and it was partly on this account that his father brought hiin to this country. He first lived in the Fifth ward in this city and the old stories have it that he was drawn into the toils of some gers or counterjieiters, and his fatbei ame on and helped liim out and purhased for him a farm in Dexter whicli vas fixed so tbat lic conld not sell it. The Detroit Tribune of yesterday had i long resume of the story -telling ruuoh hat has already appeared in the Argus but weaving into the story mnch new material. Among other thiugs he Tribune thus describes his Amerian courtship and rnarriage: "In those days there was a stage that an from Detroit to Ypsilanti and Aun Arbor, and thence btill farther west ward. Sir John remained for sonae irne in Detroit and Windsor before rashiug onward through the wilderness. Iu the fall of '33 he ventured 'orth alone, and intercepted the stage midway between the city and Anu Ar)cr. There wa8 one otber ocoupant of he coach, a youug dark haired girl of emarkable beauty. "As the journey was a tedioua one, Sir John immediately made advances o set hiruself in the good graces of bis )retty companion. Her name was jovioa Walton, aud she shyly inforrued he young man that ehe lived out near Dexter. Sir John was dehghted, and sefore the rattliug old coach had comíleted a third of ita journey he was honestly and deeply in love, for the flrst time in his lifetime. "Where the rough trail jogged off to tüe norhthward, a little beyond Anu Arbor, the girl was niet by her father, who, learning from his danghter the circumstances of Sir John 's visit, at once invited him to his home. Sir John was cultured, handsome, refined, a brillint conversationalist, aud íd every way qualified to win the respect and adrairation of Mr. and Mrs. Walton, and the love of their daughter. "But Sir John quietly worshipped Lovica from afar, aud could uot bring himself to teil her of bis past life, and that he was a fugitive from the law. „ 'Sir John built a little one-story log cabin in the depths of the forest and whi'.ed away the flrst long wiuter with a few novéis and in broóding over the home and country he had lost, across the sea. Not a single letter broke the dead monqtony of the first lonely year, and when oue did come itbore the postinark of Paris. Sir Compton warned his son agaiust writing, as the little "affair" was still f resta in the ininds of certain obnoxious officials. "Once a mouth Sir John strode through the forest to the big log bostelrv of the Waltous. His heart bied when he saw the hopeless yearning in the girl's eyes. There oarne a day when Sir John could restrain birnself no loiiger, and he told the girl of bis love and the bopelessness of it. "Then there carne auother letter from Sir Coinpton, aud the boy iinmediately began rnaking preparations to leave for Canada. The nearer the time of departure approached the more Sir John brooded over his wretched lite. One day he struck a bee-line horugh the woods tothe Walton iun and laid his whole life bare before he girl he loved. Of course, the story was a cruel blow to her, but the love of Lovica for Sir John was soniething more than the love of an ordiuary wornan, and she forgave birn. "Sir John and his sweetheart were married in rnidsammer. Together ;hey crossed into Canada, where for ;he last time in life father and sou met. " It was a sad reunión, and when Sir Compton bade his son farewell he turned to the gentle wife and, taking ier in his arrns, said: "You will ilvvays remember God and the little woinau, John. " 'Sir John and his wife returned to their home in Micbigan( For several nappy years tbey made their little Eden a place of sylvan beauty and comfort. As uew settlers began dropping in here and there abont them, Sir John induced a few families to gather at a common center, and] gradually a neighborly little settlement sprung np. "Two or thrce years passed, and Sir Compton wroto that the "affair" had been forgotten over in Englaud. The the baronet died, and Sir John made a flying visit across the sea. ■ "Wheu Sir John Reade,sixth baronet of the line, killed his butler in a fit of passion, and afterward bequeathed his property to John Wakefield be had disinherited his ouly daughter, au epileptic, as well . as his nephew, Sir Compton Reade, father of youug Sir John. The imbccile Miss Reade, was cited by the court of probate 10 oppose her fatber's will, but she failed to respoud and Sir Copmton not being himself heir-at-law, jndgrneut was allowed to go by default. Pride and love of the old place induced Sir Compton to purchase Sbipton hall and its heirlooms, bat when Sir John crossed the sea at the annoueement of his father's death he found that portion of the estáte was so fixed that he could not dispose of it. "Sir John retnrned ivith enough ready money to bay a good farm of 360 acres, and with an armual inconie at his command. From then uutil the day of his death, 16 years ago, he lived the Jife of an indostrious farmer. Six children were the result of Sir John 's marriage with Lovica Walton, fonr of t-hem living. Mrs. Lawrence is now attendmg her mother. Mrs. Green resides in Ann Arbor, Mrs. Pierce in Ypsilanti, and Sir George, the only son, lives in Webster township. "