Freaky Flint History with Joe Schipani - Common Law Marriage June 3rd, 1928

Flint is well known for its modern violent crimes but Flint's history is filled with little known stories that read stranger than fiction. Gruesome murders, weird accidents, and violent deaths. Join us every Thursday as Joe Schipani details some of the odd but true deaths he found in Flint's archives.

Common Law Marriage June 3rd, 1928

On the morning of June 31928, Lynn Wanzer and his common law wife Louise Evans Wanzer, engaged in a big quarrel.

The couple had lived together for over a decade and for the last couple months Lynn had been out of a job. Money was so tight that Louise claimed there was nothing to pay their bills or buy food. According to Louise’s sister Stella, who lived with them at the time, Louise threatened Lynn if he did not have a job by the time he came home, she was leaving him.

Later that afternoon, after having had luck finding a job, Lynn returned to his apartment on Sixth Avenue to find Louise packing her things.

When he confronted her, she claimed she was going to leave him either way and planned on doing so before he got home. This sent Lynn into a rage. He ran into the bathroom, grabbed his razor, and locked the door to the apartment.

Lynn threatened to kill Louise if she left. Louise continued to try and push past him. While this was going on, Louise’s sister, Stella, climbed out the bedroom window and went to the police.
The police arrived just moments later to find the door locked.

Lynn refused to unlock the door. Patrolman McFarland broke the door down. He found Lynn slashing away at Louise’s throat.

Patrolman McFarland warned Lynn to stop or he would shoot. Lynn ignored him.

McFarland shot him dead. But it was too late. Louise had already bled to death. 

~ Joe Schipani is the Executive Director of the Flint Public Art Project and the FFAR Project Assistant at the Community Foundation of Greater Flint.  Find him on Facebook at 

Easy DIY Faux Antique Pewter Mirrors #DIYGothMirrors #GIY #GothItYourself

I am a treasure hunter and bargain finder. Yard sales, flea markets, resale stores...these are my haunts. I also scour online auctions like eBay and a local place a friend works for. I love finding amazing deals.

Last year I got a grouping of 3 mirrors and a framed art piece for $1. Yes, all 3 for $1. A total steal.

The mirrors had dated 1970s gold frames. I wasn't sure what I wanted to to do with them so they just went in the pile of things to paint.

Last weekend I finally picked them up and decided to paint them. I taped off the mirrors with painter's tape, took them outside and sprayed them glossy black. Let them dry then brought them back in.

I decided to use pewter rub n buff and lightly add some silver detail. Wow, wow, wow. I love how they turned out.

I wanted to dress one up and make it a little spookier, a little more Goth. So I dug through my box of cameos and other resin littles that I have made. I picked out a bat and a matching pair of male and female skeleton cameos. I brushed those with the pewter rub n buff then added a little ebony rub n buff to the cameo settings. It gave them more texture and added to the antique look.

I am so pleased with how these two mirrors turned out. Originally I was going to take them to an upcoming vending event to sell them. I was on the fence about it. Then my husband seen them and said "Absolutely not, those are going in our living room." So, not for sale. LOL. Fine with me.

If you want to recreate the look you'll need:

Fancy framed mirror (usually easy to find at Goodwill, yard sales, flea markets, etc.)

Rustoleum 2X Paint + Primer Black Gloss

Rub N Buff Pewter

Nitrile or Latex Gloves to protect your hands while painting and suing the rib and buff

Small cloth for the Rub N Buff (I use pieces old socks)

Painter's tape (I prefer Scotch Blue)

Resin cameos and bat (optional)

Dazzle Tac (to attach cameos)


Tape off mirror with painter's tape

Spray paint outside or in a well ventilated area

Let dry then carefully add just a little rub n buff on raised surfaces, spread with cloth, wipe it until blended. Let it streak and end up wherever. You want it to look random.

In the end it should look like antique pewter.

Optional add cameos and bat. I cast most of my own cameos, you can check out this post for instructions. Or you can purchase pre-made cameos and settings on Amazon, eBay or Etsy.

For the cameos and bat I added a little rub n buff, glued the cameos to the setting (also called a bezel or cabochon frame), then glued the framed cameos and bat to the mirror with Dazzle Tac jewelry glue.

Just a note- when I'm working on craft projects I try to remember to take photos throughout the project. But I don't stage them so you'll see my workshop, my kitchen table, my back porch, wherever I work in whatever stage of disaster it currently is in. Sorry. When I am in create mode I am not in "let's stage this and make it look pretty mode".  I'm lucky if I even manage to do that once the project is complete. I am trying to get better. It is a slow process.

Join Me Friday June 14 at the Magically Good Fair

I'll have copies of Hex and the Single Witch and The Ultimate Halloween Party Planner along with some of my crafty creations.

Friday June 14 6- 9pm

The Good Beans Cafe
328 N Grand Traverse St, Flint, Michigan 48503

Books, Tarot & Oracle Decks, Local Authors, Local Artists, Live Performances & Demonstrations, Community Partners & so much more including:  Psychics, Metaphysical Vendors, Healers.... 

Join us for our our Magically Good Fair during Flint Art Walk June 14th 6pm - 9pm for this HUGE Rain or Shine Fair,  inside and outside the Good Beans Cafe at 328 N Grand Traverse, Flint 48503.  

You will not want to miss this!  

$3 admission benefits Local 598's Soberfest. 

Freaky Flint History with Joe Schipani - Gagged and Stabbed April 3rd, 1928 #unsolvedmurder #flintsfreakyhistory #flintmurders

Flint is well known for its modern violent crimes but Flint's history is filled with little known stories that read stranger than fiction. Gruesome murders, weird accidents, and violent deaths. Join us every Thursday as Joe Schipani details some of the odd but true deaths he found in Flint's archives.

Gagged and Stabbed April 3rd, 1928

Tuesday April 3, 1928 started at 5am for the Keen Family. Mrs. Keen made breakfast for her husband Joe and their three kids. While they were eating, she made Joe his lunch and sent him off to work.

He left a little after five and would not return until around 6 in the evening.

Mrs. Keen spent the rest of her day cleaning and caring for the children. The couple had a happy marriage according to the two boarders that lived in the house. They both claimed the two never fought and seemed very much in love.

When Joe arrived home that night around six he stumbled into a scene that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

He entered in the kitchen. He found a blood filled sink, a blood soaked towel, and a trail of blood on the floor that led to his wife’s dead body. Mrs. Keen had two stab wounds in her throat and another in front of her ear. She also had a towel gag around her mouth and another towel around her neck.

Joe quickly screamed for help and the two boarders that lived there came running. After seeing what happened, one of them sent a neighbor boy to get the police.

When they arrived, they found Joe and the two boarders standing over Mrs. Keen’s body and the three children playing in the next room.

Murders involving people of color were treated differently during this time. The police arrested Joe and the two boarders and took the children into protective care. Joe stayed in jail for three days while the police investigated his alibi. Joe’s employer verified that he was at work all day and never left. That was not satisfying to the detectives handling the case, so they interviewed his co-workers who all verified that he was there all day and never left. Joe was not released until the coroner verified that Mrs. Keen had been dead long before Joe got home.

Although he was released, he was still under suspicion and was not allowed to get his children back for a couple more weeks. The two boarders were old and deemed unable to have the strength to commit the crime. They were soon released.

With no clues, witnesses, or leads the case was put aside and the murderer was never caught.    

~ Joe Schipani is the Executive Director of the Flint Public Art Project and the FFAR Project Assistant at the Community Foundation of Greater Flint.  Find him on Facebook at 

A Review of Paperless Post #digitalinvitations #halloweeninvitations #halloweenparties

Paperless Post is a new digital way to send invitations. 

Their technology makes it feel like the real thing. You get to create a custom invite,  envelope, and even choose the stamp- you can coordinate everything. 

You also get an event page to go with the invite.

When you send the invite your guests will receive an email with the fancy envelope image adorned with the stamp you selected.

Click the email and they'll be taken to a web page, the invite comes out of the envelope and the guest can choose that they will or will not attend.

The event page has the location, date and time of the event including a map. 

There's also a guest list and a place where the host can post messages and photos. Guests can also leave comments.

They have invitations and flyers for everything- weddings, bridal showers, parties, baby showers, professional events, summer BBQ's, of course I went straight to the Halloween invites and was not disappointed. 

Paperless Post has a great selection of Halloween invitation styles from cute and whimsical to the vintage style above which is called Memento Mori.

I love Killer Halloween which is perfect for the a Slasher Movie Theme.

Bat Bottles is cute for a Spooky cocktail party.

Check them out, there have many Halloween options to choose from. I had a hard time picking just one.

Some are free, some start at 2 coins to customize. Some customization costs more than others, some options are free.  

Memento Mori is 6 coins per invitation sent. 

Coins are 25 for $10, 100 for $20, 200 for $30, 400 for $50, and 1000 for $100.

Creating the invitation was relatively easy once I got the hang of their program. 

One thing that was weird is that I had to change font sizes on each individual word, I'm used to doing it by lines so that threw me off at first. I also did not like that I could not just grab the text and move it where I wanted. It seems fixed in place. You can play with font size, letter, and line spacing but that only does so much. I wanted to move things around a bit but I couldn't find an option for that so I did the best I could with their design software. 

I will definitely play with things more and try other invitations.

One element I really wish they would add is an embed option. I would love to create the invite and embed it in my website. I would pay extra coins for that option.

This is something authors would really appreciate having available for book release parties and book signing events. 

I would love to embed this fancy invite on my events page as a gif showing the envelope, then the invite coming out of the envelope. If guests are interested they click it and it takes them to the event page on Paperless Post.

Overall I really loved finding and customizing a Halloween invitation on Paperless Post. This is something I will definitely use in future for events and parties.

Disclaimer: This review was sponsored by Paperless Post. 

Freaky Flint History with Joe Schipani - One Last Kiss April 17th, 1926 #freakyflinthistory #FlintMI

Flint is well known for its modern violent crimes but Flint's history is filled with little known stories that read stranger than fiction. Gruesome murders, weird accidents, and violent deaths. Join us every Thursday as Joe Schipani details some of the odd but true deaths he found in Flint's archives.

One Last Kiss April 17th, 1926

This story started in 1924 when Margaret Thompson filed for and received a divorce from her husband Guy William.

The couple had numerous marital problems including infidelity and physical abuse. Margaret had caught her husband cheating on her with a couple different women, one time in their own home. When she caught him in their home Guy beat Margaret and blamed her for his ways.

Margaret reported the incident to the police, filed for divorce, and moved in with one of her friends on Thomson Street.

For the next couple years things seemed to be going good for Margaret. She had a job as a stenographer at the G.A. Kelly Co. She also met a new love interest, William Mackie.

In February1926 Guy decided to move into the apartment below Margaret on Thomson Street. Guy had made several attempts to get Margaret back but things really escalated when Margaret started dating again. On Friday April 16th, Margaret and her roommate Esther, filed a police report stating that they believed Guy had picked the lock in their apartment and rummaged through their place.

The police told them without proof there was nothing they could do. They reported the burglary and went on their way. Margaret then went to the owner of the house and told him what happened. She claimed that she was afraid to stay in her apartment. He told her that there was nothing he could do because of the signed lease.

The next afternoon, the two women were afraid to leave their apartment alone. William Mackie came by around two in the afternoon to take Esther to work and spend the afternoon with Margaret. When he arrived, he was met by Guy, who was holding a pistol. William ran through the side yard, Guy fired five shots, missing William all five times.

Hearing the commotion Margaret ran out of her apartment. Guy turned the gun on her and shot her three times. The first bullet went into the left side of her brain killing her instantly.

The police arrived on the scene just after Margaret was shot. When they arrived, they found Guy kissing Margaret telling her that this was their last kiss here on earth and that they will be together soon.

As the police surrounded Guy he put the barrel in his mouth, pulled back the hammer, and pulled the trigger.

The gun was out of bullets.

He begged the police to give him a gun so he could finish what he started. The police refused and arrested Guy. As they pulled him away, he begged to give Margaret one last kiss.

Guy spent the rest of his life in prison.  

~ Joe Schipani is the Executive Director of the Flint Public Art Project and the FFAR Project Assistant at the Community Foundation of Greater Flint.  Find him on Facebook at 

Monster Monday- Le Nain Rouge: The Red Dwarf of Detroit #lenainrouge #reddwarfofdetroit #detroit

Le Nain Rouge, which is French for The Red Dwarf, is Detroit’s very own creepy creature mascot of sorts. Also called Demon of the Strait and the Red Devil of Detroit, he is known as a harbinger of doom. Some think he provides a warning when bad things about to happen in Detroit, others think he is the cause of the bad things.

Where did he come from? Did he arrive with the French settlers? Or was he here long before they arrived?

Loren Coleman discusses possible origins in an article on Cryptomundo. His research leads to Le Nain Rouge being based on a mythical creature that originated in Normandy, France, a lutin, which is a type of hobgoblin (females are called lutines).

In a French fairy tale from 1697, Le Prince Lutin, a red hat with two feathers makes the Lutin invisible.  “You are invisible when you like it; you cross in one moment the vast space of the universe; you rise without having wings; you go through the ground without dying; you penetrate the abysses of the sea without drowning; you enter everywhere, though the windows and the doors are closed; and, when you decide to, you can let yourself be seen in your natural form.”

It is interesting that most modern depictions of dwarfs, imps, and gnomes show little people in red hats.

Lutins are discussed in an 1892 issue of The Journal of American Folklore, "In the French-speaking parishes of the province of Quebec, the lutins are considered as mischievous, fun-loving little spirits, which may be protecting or annoying household gods or demons, according to the treatment that they receive from the inmates of the house where they have chosen to dwell."

The article in the Journal also mentions that lutins can shapeshift taking the form of a domestic pet. In French-Canadian myths lutins and black cats have a unique connection. "Black cats have always had a rather suspicious reputation as associates of sorceresses and witches, but it is singular that among our peasants they are regarded as protecting goblins, and that no one would think of parting with them, chasing them away, or ill-treating them in any manner."

Some think Le Nain Rouge may be tied to Native American lore. One figure in Algonquian folklore is Nanabozho, also known as Nanabush, a benevolent trickster hero who could shapeshift into small red creatures.

Kate Grandjean, an assistant professor at Wellesley College, has researched the legend of the Nain Rouge. "My personal feeling is it's really not quite as simple as just European colonists appropriating some Native American spirit," she says. "I think, and it seems to be demonstrable in the historical record, that the Nain that we know in Detroit today probably has both French and Native traditions sort of wrapped up in it."

Those who have spotted Le Nain Rouge say he is about the size of a small child and looks to be wearing red or black fur boots. He is also said to have “blazing red eyes and rotten teeth.” (Skinner 1896)

The first recorded mention of Le Nain Rouge occurred in 1701. But it didn’t appear in print until it was published in Legends of Le Détroit in 1883 by Marie Caroline Watson Hamlin. Hamlin was a proud descendant of Detroit’s early French settlers and published the folklore and legends that had been passed down through the generations.

Her recount of the first Nain Rouge sighting begins on the evening of March 10, 1701 at a party held by the governor of New France in St Louis, Quebec. The grand banquet was held in a castle to honor a man with an incredibly long name- Monsieur Antoine Laumet de la Mothe, Sieur de Cadillac, Sieur de Douaguet and Monte Desert, who had just been given permission to build a fort in the area of le Detroit.

Cadillac was a notorious scoundrel but a fighter for his country. At twenty-one he was a French lieutenant. That earned him a post at Michilimackinac, a fort and village in the wilds where the Lake Huron and Lake Michigan mingled their waters. His interaction with the Natives there earned him a tract of land along the strait that connects Lake Erie and Lake Huron. The area of where the Detroit River and St Clair River connect.

Cadillac is quite pleased with himself and enjoying the party immensely. Distinguished guests bustle about the banquet hall. At the height of the revelry an old fortune teller requested entrance to the festivities.

“So strange, so bizarre, was her appearance that a murmur of surprise greeted her. A woman of unusual height, a dark, swarthy complexion, restless, glittering eyes,—strangely fashioned garments yet in harmony with her face. Someone said' "What is your name?" In a deep, sonorous voice, with a slight foreign accent, she answered, "They call me Mere Minique, La Sorciere." On her left shoulder was perched a black, meagre cat. Half a dozen palms were stretched forth for her inspection; one after another she read. When she hesitated the cat would lick her ear, and the more superstitious thought it the devil giving information.”
After reading many palms with supernatural accuracy she finally came to La Mothe Cadillac, who was still skeptical of her gifts.
"Ma bonne Mere’, see what you can tell for me of the future, I care not for the past."
Earnestly scanning his bold, energetic face, she took a brazen basin, into which she poured from a. curiously carved silver vial, which she drew from her breast, a clear, heavy liquid like quicksilver, and holding La Mothe Cadillac' s hand, gazed into the basin.
"Sieur," she said, “yours is a strange destiny. A dangerous journey you will soon undertake; you will found a great city which one day will have more inhabitants than New France now possesses ; many children will nestle around your fireside." She paused and Cadillac, thoroughly interested, bade her continue.  "Mon Chevalier, I wish you had not commanded me to go on, for dark clouds are arising and I see dimly your star. The policy you intend pursuing in selling liquor to the savages, contrary to the advice of the Jesuits will cause you much trouble, and be the cause of your ruin. In years to come your colony will be the scene of strife and bloodshed, the Indians will be treacherous, the hated English will struggle for its possession, but under a new flag it will reach a height of prosperity which you never in your wildest dreams pictured. You will bask in a sunnier climate, but France will claim your last sigh."
"Shall my children inherit my possessions?" asked Cadillac, unconsciously giving utterance to the secret desire of his heart.
"Your future and theirs lie in your own hands, beware of undue ambition ; it will mar all your plans. Appease the Nain Rouge. Beware of offending him. Should you be thus unfortunate not a vestige of your inheritance will be given to your heirs. Your name will be scarcely known in the city you founded."
The party is soon over. Many guests were shaken by the old woman’s words. Cadillac himself seemed unfazed. He even made fun of the fortune teller later that evening at home with his wife. Madame Cadillac was not pleased. She was fearful of the predictions and thought Cadillac should take heed of the warnings.

The next day Cadillac left Quebec. On the 24th of July, 1701, his expedition rounded Belle Isle and landed at a little cove. The following day pickets for a new fort were erected. Cadillac christened it Fort Pontchartrain. Soon it grew and Detroit was founded. The old fortune teller’s predictions are steadily on track, but still Cadillac pays no attention to her predictions.

Six years pass. Cadillac's colony was prosperous, but all was not well, there is unrest among the classes.

In May 1707 a grand celebration was held. It featured the raising of a May Pole in front of Cadillacs home. After the celebration Cadillac and his wife go for a stroll. They catch fragments of a conversation between two revelers leaving the party. They were complaining about conditions for the poor. One of the men said his wife recently had seen "le petit homme Rouge." Cadillac’s wife gasped and grabbed her husband's hand. “Did you not hear 'Le petit homme Rouge' is the dreaded 'Nain Rouge.'”

"Bah!" laughed Cadillac, "have you not forgotten that nonsense of a silly old fortune-teller?

Suddenly, the Nain appears — "very red in the face, with a bright, glistening eye; instead of burning, it froze, instead of possessing depth emitted a cold gleam like the reflection from a polished surface, bewildering and dazzling all who came within its focus. A grinning mouth displaying sharp, pointed teeth, completed this strange face."

Ignoring the warning of the sorceress, Cadillac strikes the Nain with his cane, “Get out of my way, you red imp!”

A fiendish laugh pierced the night as the creature vanished.

"You have offended him," said Madame. "Your impetuosity will bring you and yours to ruin. You were told to coax him — to beware of annoying this demon — and in your ungovernable temper you do just otherwise. Misfortune will soon be our portion.”

Soon after the incident with Le Nain Rouge, Cadillac visited Montreal where he was arrested thanks to the machinations of his enemies. He was forced to sell his property in Detroit to pay for his trial. He moved to Louisiana where he became Governor and eventually he died in France at Castle Sarasin. His children never inherited an acre of his vast estates. His colony of Detroit was the scene of strife, war and numerous massacres for the next hundred years. The flag changed five times before it reached that glorious prosperity which the fortune-teller had predicted. All her predictions eerily came true.

Le Nain Rouge is said to have appeared during several other important times throughout Detroit history.

Reports claim he was sighted dancing on the banks of the Detroit River on July 30, 1763 right before the Battle of Bloody Run. During the battle 58 British soldiers were killed by Native Americans from Chief Pontiac’s tribe. The small tributary of the Detroit River turned red with blood for days after the battle. This part of the river now runs through Elmwood Cemetery.

Detroit was the scene of battle upon battle as war raged on for decades.

Multiple sightings of the Red Dwarf of Detroit occurred in the days before the worst of Detroit’s tragedies, the 1805 fire which destroyed most of the city. On June 11, 1805 a spark from a man’s pipe landed in dry hay. The fire spread fast. Within three hours only one building remained standing inside the fort. Miraculously there were no reported fatalities, perhaps those who seen Le Nain Rogue paid homage to him which prevented the loss of life.

On June 12, 1805, the day after the fire, General William Hull arrived in Detroit as the newly appointed Governor. He proceeded to rebuild the city. Then came the War of 1812. Things are not going good for Hull yet he moves forward , leading troops across the Detroit River to Sandwich. The Canadian force was small, Hull could have taken the territory away from the British, yet he hesitated. His inaction turned on him, the enemy troops swelled and he was forced to retreat. Their threats forced him to surrender Detroit and all of the Michigan Territory (which was eventually reclaimed by the Americans).

Later Hull reported a “dwarf attack” that occurred in the fog before his surrender of Detroit in the War of 1812. This attack unnerved him so much he was debilitated.

In 1884 an old woman reported an attack. She described the creature as “a baboon with a horned head…brilliant restless eyes and a devilish leer on its face.”

Another attack was reported in 1964.

A sighting happened on the day before the 12th Street Riot in 1967.

In March 1976 right before a huge snow and ice storm two utility workers thought they spotted a child climbing a utility pole. Before they could get to him he jumped from the top of the utility pole and ran away but not before they got a good look at the tiny bearded man.

On August 16, 1987, Northwest Airlines Flight 255 was taking off from Detroit Metropolitan Wayne County Airport. The plane crashed immediately after takeoff, killing the entire crew and all of the passengers except for a 4-year-old girl, Cecelia Cichan. Allegedly, just before the crash occurred, several motorists on Interstate 94 spotted the Nain Rouge running under an overpass.

In the fall of 1996 an article published by The Michigan Believer said that Le Nain Rouge was spotted by two drunken nightclub patrons, who both claimed to have heard a strange “cawing sound, similar to a crow,” coming from a “small hunched-over man” who was fleeing the scene of a car burglary. The creature was described as wearing “what looked like a really nasty torn fur coat.”

In 2017 a commenter on Reddit, theinfamous99, recounted two stories about what could be Le Nain Rouge sightings.

These 2 stories came from 2 people who knew nothing of the other. My great Aunt says when she was little she seen a gnome on several occasions. It would stare at her and even followed her. The last time she seen it was at a funeral home and it wanted her to go into a cellar and she felt it was evil by then. When she told me and my sister this story as an old woman she looked disturbed and says she has carried a cross ever since. My sister and I were very young so we didn’t really get many details. One regret I have is not finding out more. My family believed her or at least believed she had thought she seen it. No one is alive that would have any more information about her sighting/encounter.

The next person to tell me a related account was my close friend’s older sister. She said she was chased by an “evil little creature” at her bus stop. She described it as a gnome and my friends would clown on her about it and now that I’m older and more mature and very much interested in the super natural I regret not listening to her. She had a hard time even talking about it or when we would joke about it. She said it was very small, smaller than she was as an 8 year old girl. It had white fur and a pointy red hat.

In 2010 a costumed Nain Rouge-themed community parade began in the Midtown/Cass Corridor neighborhood. They named it the Marche Du Nain Rouge. Now the parade is a yearly event. It is a revival of an earlier tradition of warding off the Nain Rouge from city during the Spring Equinox. At the conclusion of the parade, an effigy of the imp is destroyed, symbolically banishing him from the city for another year. Some people call the event, The Detroit Mardi Gras. Participants dress up in red devil and red gnome costumes, ride floats, and generally have a good time.

Perhaps this parade is why we don’t hear too much about the red gnome anymore. Or maybe with all the surveillance technology on every corner he has decided to shapeshift into less conspicuous forms, like that of a black cat.

Anyone make the connection between the black cat on Mere Minique's shoulder and the lore that lutins shapeshift into black cats? I haven't seen anyone point that out in all the research I've done on Le Nain Rouge. Perhaps it is my writer brain and the fact that I read a ton of paranormal fiction but that just seems too coincidental to me, especially considering the cat supposedly "spoke" to her, telling her everyone's secrets and fortunes.


Le Prince Lutin by Marie Catherine d’Aulnoy , Les Contes des Fees, 1697

Myths and Legends of our Lands, vol. 6, by Charles M. Skinner, 1896

Legends of Le Détroit by M.C.W. Hamlin, 1884

Nain Rouge: The Red Gnome

Nain Rouge Wiki Page

Strange Encounters with the Mysterious Little People of…. Detroit? By Brent Swancer, December 27, 2017, 

The legend of the legend of Detroit’s Nain Rouge Raising Nain By Lee DeVito

The Red Dwarf of Detroit

Detroit’s Red Devil

Le Nain Rouge: The Historical Harbinger of Detroit’s Doom

Beware the Nain Rouge! A chapter of Detroit folklore