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When silence became a warning
Before the French and Indian War reached the frontier, Chicago felt it coming. Silence thickened, alliances trembled, and warnings traveled through the marsh long before the first shots were fired in the east. This chapter uncovers the quiet dread that shaped Chicago’s world on the brink of a continental conflict. Continue reading
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Before anyone called it a war
Before the French and Indian War had a name, Chicago listened. From 1696 through the early 1750s, chaotic trade, Potawatomi power, firewater, and broken alliances turned the marsh into a warning ground, one that felt the war coming long before the first shot was fired. Continue reading
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Firewater, forbidden trade and Potawatomi power
Chicago didn’t roar into history; it whispered. From 1696 to the early 1750s, the marsh watched French traders vanish into corruption, Potawatomi power rise like a steady flame, firewater burn through villages, and the Fox Wars shake the north. These were the years the land waited, listening, as empires began to crack. Continue reading
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The Iron Hand arrives
Chicago lay quiet in the dark when La Salle and his Iron Hand came striding across the marsh. They didn’t settle here, but their boots, their arrogance, and their hunger carved deep marks into the Portage. Long before the city rose in steel, the land felt these men coming. Continue reading
The Creative Quill 