<Reprinted
from Chicago
History, Spring 2004>
Chicago
is an Indian word. Depending on which source you believe, or how
you feel about the city, the word means wild
onion or stinking place. Men and women of Indian descent were among
the founders of Chicago. Chief Billy Caldwell served as a justice
of the peace; the city's first sheriff was half Potawatomi. The federal
government's removal policy in the 1830s, however, severed the city's
Indian roots at a very early date. For the rest of the nineteenth
century and much of the twentieth century, Indians were regarded
as exotics upon whom the nation's three great stereotypes could be
hung: "savage enemy," "noble savage," and "the
vanishing American." Indians became a convenient symbol of the
primitive and formative pioneer era. They were portrayed as a people
locked in the past, a benchmark against which Chicago could measure
its progress. The heated public debate over the Chicago icon "Injun
Summer" obscured an important area of common ground shared by
all Chicagoans. Whereas in the nineteenth century, many people of
goodwill, such as the former fur trader Martin Ryerson, pitied the
Indians for the loss of their lands, by the twentieth century the
majority of Chicagoans responded to the nostalgia of "Injun
Summer" because what the Indian had lost earlier was now lost
to all residents of the city. Neither the friends nor the foes of "Injun
Summer" in the 1990s could regard all that had transpired in
their city during their lifetimes as "progress."
The
baby boom generation witnessed the passing of the last relics of
Chicago's rural past. In 1950, more than 20 percent
of the land within the city had yet to be built upon. Open lots in
the city, where young kids would build "forts" and their
parents would burn autumn leaves, were universally referred to as "prairies," in
a linguistic linkage between the city and the open Midwestern countryside.
Yet during the 1960s, these last open spaces were, one by one, developed
for new construction. The very practice of burning leaves, once a
seasonal ritual, was found to be a source of air pollution and banned.
The last farms in Cook County gave way to subdivisions. Chicagoans
were so resistant to giving up these last connections with a lost
way of life that in the late 1980s the Chicago Board of Education
established a special agricultural high school on the site of one
of the area's last farms.
Ironically, Native Americans were among the thousands of migrants
to the city whose presence demanded new construction. During
the 1950s, the federal government used Chicago as a relocation
center for a program to integrate Indians into the American mainstream.
Once a Potawatomi Indian center, Chicago now became the home
of Indians from more than eighty different tribes from across
the United States. |
Follow this link to learn more about Chicago's Native American
community today. |
These
Indians, largely jammed into the dilapidated Uptown neighborhood,
were of less interest to
most Chicagoans than
the new mythic Indian
symbolized by Iron Eyes Cody, the star of the Advertising Council's
teary eyed 1971 anti-pollution commercial. Simple recognition
of their persistence as a people and their presence in Chicago was
and is all the genuine Indians have demanded. The reality of a
living
Native American community, composed of people who held jobs and
raised
families like other Chicagoans, conflicted with the symbolic
social function of the Indian. Chicago's public memory sometimes
depicted
the Indian as savage and sometimes as noble, but always the Native
Americans were portrayed as part of the landscape and part of
the past. In the public art of our parks and print media, the American
Indian becomes a figure of nostalgia. Similar to the ghostly
dancers
in John McCutcheon's cartoon, the image of the Indian reappears
to remind of us what was lost in more than a "Century of Progress."
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On
the official seal of the City of Chicago a Native American
stands expectantly as an immigrant ship approaches
on Lake Michigan.
Beneath the Indian figure is the city's Latin motto "urbs
in horto," a garden city. The figure of the Indian reminds
Chicagoans that the city is no longer that garden. Yet the
Indian remains locked in the symbolic space of the seal, an
icon to
express the hopes of one age and the anxieties of another. |
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