A short time before the removal of the Greentown Indians, a good-natured, fine-looking Delaware warrior, by the name of Solomon Jonacake, located among the tribe, and soon became fascinated with the charming Sally Williams. He proffered her his hand in marriage, saying: " Me want squaw velly bad. Me like squaw. Me want Sally for squaw." The proffer was accepted on condition that the marriage ceremony should be after the manner of the whites, and by a white man. Sally exacted these conditions on the ground that she had already been twice married to recreant young warriors, and the Indian ceremony had failed to "stick."
Jonacake was but too happy to comply, for he " wanted Sally velly bad." There being no minister in that region authorized to perform the ceremony, they went to the cabin of Peter Kinney, who was justice of the peace, and he married them. It was a good job, for Jonacake proved a kind and faithful husband. Abram Williams was very proud of the choice of Sally, and stated to Mr. Elijah Harter, of Mifflin, that "Jonacake was a good Indian." He no heathen Indian. He Moravian Indian. He be kind to Sally. He velly good Christian Indian." When the Greentown Indians were removed, in 1812, to Urbana, Williams, Jonacake and wife accompanied their friends. After the war, they and many other Greentown Indians returned annually to hunt, for ten or twelve years. Jonacake hunted a good deal in what is now Lake township, placing his wigwam near a good spring, where Sally presided like an Indian queen. Many of the brooks in Lake yet bear his name. In 1819, he encamped in the spring and fall, on a bottom west of the Black fork, in the vicinity of the present residence of Daniel Hoover, some three miles northwest of the village of Mifflin. While there, Mrs. Hoover visited the bark wigwam of Jonacake, and spent some hours with Sally, who could converse very well in German. At that time Jonacake had two interesting little boys, aged respectively about five and seven years. Mrs. Hoover says Sally was an interesting woman, and her children were very neatly kept.
Her little boys were handsomely clothed in dressed deer-skin, after the Indian style. Everything exhibited an air of comfort and contentment. During the interview, Sally complained of being surfeited on venison, and expressed a wish for salt pork. Mrs. Hoover agreed to exchange pound for pound. Sally was delighted. A few mornings after the visit, Jonacake appeared very early at the door of Mr. Hoover's cabin with a load of fresh venison. Hoover went to his smoke-house and selected the pork which he proposed to exchange, and having weighed it, handed it to Jonacake. The good-natured hunter appeared much pleased with the trade. Breakfast being then ready, Mr. Hoover politely invited Jonacake to eat. He readily consented, and took a seat at the table. He behaved with becoming modesty, and handled his knife, fork and cup with as much skill as a white man. Mr. Hoover says Jonacake was a tall, fine looking Indian, and would weigh, perhaps, one hundred and sixty or one hundred and seventy pounds. He seemed to be imbued with the doctrines of the Moravians. Sally was a firm believer in that faith; and Jonacake and his family observed the Sabbath much more faithfully than the semi-christianized borders who surrounded them. Mr. Hoover regarded his Indian neighbor as harmless, and as possessing integrity to a remarkable degree. He often met him in the forest hunting, and says he was always courteous and good-humored. Sally was, in his opinion, a remarkable woman, considering the fact that she never had any of the advantages of civilized life. Mr. Knapp refers to the residence of Jonacake in Clearcreek township at a late date. In 1824, in the spring, Jonacake had a wigwam in the vicinity of the present site of Savannah. While there, one Sabbath, Hance McMeekin and Andrew Clark visited his wigwam, and entered into conversation with Sally. McMeekin was a merry, fun-making sort of a pioneer, and relished a good joke. After saluting Sally and her little boys, he inquired as to the success of Jonacake in hunting. Sally-Not very good. Last Sunday, Jonacake saw a number of deer, while hunting his horses that had strayed away; but being "Without a gun, they escaped." McMeekin - "Without his gun! Why did he go without it?" Sally --- "He never carries his gun on Sunday."
McKeen --- "What do you know about Sunday? Do you know that day comes?
Sally --- Do you suppose I am an animal? I am a human being, and know when Sunday comes as well as the white people. McKeen ---" Do all the Indians know when Sunday comes?" Sally --- "They very generally do; but, like most of the white people, fail to keep it." This retort satisfied McKeen, and he ceased to poke his fun at Sally. McKeen often related this adventure with great glee, and conceded that Sally was rather spicy in her dialogue with him. Jonacake and other Indians, at that period, often visited the mill of Martin Mason, where Leidigh's now stands, to purchase corn-meal in exchange for pelts and venison. Andrew Mason remembers him distinctly. In the treaty of 1817, at the Maumee rapids, a reservation, three miles square, south of the Wyandots, was allowed the remnant of Delawares from Jerometown and Greentown. Jonacake is named as one of the joint proprietors. In 1829, when the Delawares were removed to their new home, west of the Mississippi, Jonacake and his family went along. Jonacake died on the Delaware reservation, in Kansas, leaving two or three sons. In the war of the Rebellion of 1861-5, three grandsons of Jonacake served in company M. Sixth regiment of Kansas volunteer infantry, under Captain John W. Duff. Their names were: John, Benjamin, and Philip Jonacake. Captain Duff says they were excellent soldiers.