Showing posts with label history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label history. Show all posts

2026-07-09

Noteworthy Water Towers of Minneapolis and St. Paul Bicycle Tour on Saturday July 18th NEW DATE

[The two modern watertowers in St. Paul's Highland neighborhood.]

Good news. I'm mustering the energy to do another local tour this summer! This is one I've been thinking about for a while, and the time is now. On Saturday July 18th, join me for a sixteen-mile bike ride around St. Paul and Minneapolis to visit at least four water towers. 

NOTE NEW DATE DUE TO WORLD CUP FINAL

Water towers are a great example of infrastructure, the hidden technology all around us that we take for granted. Along with sewers and electricity, the water that comes out of your tap is a classic example of the invisibility of everyday infrastructure.  I'll do my best to explain how they work.

The ride will begin at the Highland WaterTower in St. Paul, which was also part of my Cap Wigington bike tour back in 2017. (Forever ago!) We’ll be ending at the Lake Monster Brewery

Be warned: water towers are built on purpose on high points, the highest points around in any direction in fact, and so the bike ride will inherently not be a flat one. Still, we will be proceeding at a leisurely pace and the ride will be mostly on off-street, comfortable trails such as Minnehaha Parkway and the Midtown Greenway. It’s a “no-drop” ride and not a race. At each stop, we’ll pause and I’ll blab a bit about the history of the water towers. It's sixteen (16) miles long in total, spread out over 2 hours or so.

Also, the 19th is one of the bi-annual “water tower” days in St. Paul where anyone who wants to can climb the Highland Water Tower and look out at the city around them. Come early if you want to do this. It’s free and unforgettable. 
  • What: Bike tour of noteworthy water towers (16 miles)
  • When: July 18th, 2pm
  • Why: Because it's there
  • Where: Meet at Ford Parkway and Snelling Avenue
  • Who: Anyone with a bike
NOTE NEW DATE DUE TO WORLD CUP FINAL

Hope to see you there.

[Many times on this blog, I have likened this water tower to the eye of Mordor.]

2025-11-14

Interviewing Drew Ross Tomorrow (Saturday 11/15) for Book Launch


I'm happy to be part of the official book launch even for Drew Ross' new book, Becoming the Twin Cities, which is a deep dive into the 19th and early 20th c. origins and evolution of Minneapolis and St. Paul. Ross' driving question here is "why didn't the Twin Cities just become one city?" It seems almost frivolous today, but looking back the answer to that question deeply surprised me! 

There are so many schemes and shenanigans in Ross' book that I didn't know about, and it was a real eye-opener. I can't wait to talk to him about his book on stage at the MN History Center tomorrow.

It's at 2:00 and free to the public. (You can also join via Zoom.) I hope to see you there!

[Facebook link; MNHS event page.]

2025-07-23

Some Platteville Limestone Examples from St. Paul

[A retaining wall at the Burbank-Livingstone-Griggs house on University Avenue.]

In my Minnpost column this week, I wrote about Platteville Limestone, the Twin Cities' earliest construction stone. The gist is that it's a great thing to spot as a clue to the age of the urban landscape, and I wanted to offer some examples for you from a recent wander I took around St. Paul's Ramsey Hill, Irvine Park, and West Side. 

Here you go! 


 [Close-up of the Burbank-Livingstone-Griggs house on University Avenue.]



[Foundation wall at the University Club on the top of Ramsey Hill.]

[Foundation in Irvine Park.]



[Foundation in Irvine Park.]

[Foundation in Irvine Park.]

[The Alexander Ramsey house.]

[Retaining wall outside Forepaugh's Restaurant.]

[Retaining wall in Irvine Park.]

[My friend Adam's house in the West End.]

PS. A map of St. Paul's bedrock (Blue is Platteville Limestone, Yellow is St. Peter Sandstone):


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A wikipedia photo of limestone, shale, and sandstone bedrock near Minnehaha Falls:



2025-05-14

Part of an Excellent Beer History Panel on "One Pint Stand" Podcast


A few months ago, I had the pleasure of being on a panel on beer history as part of a podcast created by my long-time friend, Dan Beaubien. I have known Dan since high school and Boy Scouts -- we also were in a group going to our high school prom together! --  and have been happy to follow his career as a teacher and beer journalist. I was able to give a bit of history about local bars, alongside legendary local beer history author Doug Halverson and brewer Chris German. 

The episode is live now. It was fun! Enjoy. 


2023-06-21

Noteworthy Railyards of Minneapolis and Saint Paul Bike Tour, next Thursday

Railroad siding in Northeast Minneapolis.

Hey! It's been a while since the last bike tour, around about two years. (By funny coincidence, I now have a two-year-old.) AS you might imagine, this one has been cooking in my mind of ra while. We're going to bike around and look at some past and present rail yards, ,certainly a negative / blank space in many people's imaginations of the city. And yet rail yards are all around us, and there used to be twice as many, huge swathes of urban land given over to nothing but railroad tracks and 24/7 industrial activity. They're quite interesting and with the help of a local railroad expert, I'll do my best to explain what they are, how they work, and how they've defined the urban geography of Minneapolis and St. Paul. 

You'll learn fun things, such as the existence of "East Minneapolis" (a real thing) and what "humping" really is... I hope to see you there!

[Facebook invite here.]

Who: Anyone who wants to ride bikes and learn about history
What: 2+ hour, 15-mile relaxing bike ride around St. Paul and Minneapolis
When: Thursday, June 29th, leaving at 7pm
Where: We will meet at Insight Brewing and end at Bang Brewing (about a mile away)
Why: Because some of them are still there, and trains are cool


Railyard in Saint Paul.



Railyard artwork by Aydin Büyüktas.

2023-06-14

St. Paul Loses a Link to its Past as Alary's Rebrands


One of the weirdest dive bars in downtown St. Paul (sadly a too-short list) is closing down. Alary's Bar on 7th Street announced it was closing, and possibly rebranding. It wasn't my favorite place, but it was unique! Their odd parking-lot patio alone made it a must-see stop on any downtown St. Paul bar crawl.

Alary's grand entrance.

Alary's has a great, sordid, St. Paul history, and is the last real link to the city's burlesque past, when downtown was seedy and catered to the debauched, as it did since its days as Pig's Eye. 

Along with the Har-Mar Mall, Alary's has the best amalgamated moniker in the East Metro. It's a mashup of Al Baisi and his partner Larry [something]. Baisi was born in West Virginia and became a lineman for the Chicago Bears int he 1940s, playing in '41, '41, and '46. Alary's has been a local Bears bar ever since. 

[The original Wabasha location. after a fire.]

Alary's c. 1956.

It all started with Larry and Al took over a Wasbasha club called the Drum Bar in 1949 and rebranded it, adding a burlesque strip show. This was back in the day when such things were commonplace in both downtowns, and St. Paul needed something to compete with the likes of the Persian Palms in Minneapolis' Gateway. It was located about where the Children's Museum is today.

Here's a review of the place from 1979, penned by now-legendary food critic Jeremy Iggers, then writing for the Minneapolis Star:

“The only strip joint that hasn’t lost its charm… a dark and dingy, almost seamy looking place. The two-story white walls are bare except for few vintage photographs of 40s football teams. Many Alary’s customers look like survivors from another era, middle aged men with slicked-back hair and weather faces. Drifters with week-old beards who walk with a limp. Dozens of single men all slip in to watch severely overweight women jiggle their flesh. There are no glass-enclosed cages at Alary’s, but then the dancers never take it all off, a real burlesque. One stripper wears a towering red bouffant and the kind of feathers and fans that make Gypsy Rose Lee famous. Her legs are wrinkled. You can count the rolls in her stomach, but boy, she sure knows how to twirl her tassles one at a time and strut her stuff with class.”

(See also the press clipping below of a brief political run by a former Alary's stripper.) 

The great irony of the strip shows was that, by the end of his life, Baisi was blind. He lost his sight in an East Side shotgun attack (!) in 1970, but he had a special stool at the back of the bar where he held court and listened to the strip tease. 

An Elvgren.

Urban Renewal marked the end of the old Wabasha bars. Mayor Latimer wanted to take down the old buildings and replace them with the new World Trade Center that still stands at Wabasha and (new) 7th. Like any good lineman, Baisi stood his ground, and simply moved the place up the street to an old paint shop that also has an interesting history. The current Alary's which moved in 1998, is in an old paint supply shop that was run by the parents of Gil Elvgren. You've probably seen Elvgren's work, because he was one of the most famous pinup artists in US history. A MIA art graduate, he painted scantily clad women throughout World War II for Brown and Bigelow, the local calendar company. 

Perhaps channeling Elvgren's lewd spirit, Alary's moved into the old downtown paint shop, and used the high ceilings. Al Baisi's kid took over the place, and retained the sexploitation vibe. Not too long ago, the evening bartenders were all scantily clad women, and there was a live video feed. Then there was the infamous Vulcan groping incident of '05, which is horrible. 

It was also a cop bar, and there was a nightstick proudly displayed on the wall, along with other cop paraphernalia. Not my politics, that's for sure! It makes it all the more ironic that, in 2015, a drunk Forest Lake hockey dad jumped into the Alary's hockey game shuttle and drove it a mile without realizing someone was inside the whole time.

Farewell Alary's! It was a real link to St. Paul's less upstanding history.

Cool, something to beat people up with.


Elvgren's Art Deco paint shop.

The dreaded Alary's shuttles.



Cop and Vulcan stuff.


The Royal Defillibrator certificate.



How it felt to go to Alary's.

I loved the history wall: lost St. Paul.


It's hard out there for an arthritic stripper.






2022-08-11

Walking Tour of Cathedral Hill History and Housing on August 17


Hey! I'm teaming up with Sustain Saint Paul, a great group of urbanism advocates, to walk around one of my favorite parts of the city. We're going explore the past and future of housing in the neighborhood, what's been lost and what the potential holds for having more density and diversity of housing in Saint Paul. Plus, it's Cathedral Hill, so it's full of fun facts, vistas, and oddities. 

Who: Anyone, especially fans of Sustain Saint Paul 
What: Roughly two-mile walk around Saint Paul
When: August 17, 5:30 - 7:00 pm
Where: Meet at Boyd Park on Selby Avenue 
Why: Because it's there

[Facebook link is here.]


[Looking at downtown from St. Anthony / Cathedral Hill, 1905 and 2017.] 

2022-02-01

Part II of the "St. Paul History" Book Talk at the Ramsey County Historical Society

Here's the second half of my blab on St. Paul history for you. I went over some under examined stories about what makes St. Paul the way it is, focusing on groups often excluded from the narrative. The Underground Railroad, the pilgrims of the Northerner, the origins of Mexican-American St. Paul, racist housing policy, Hmong immigration, and more.

People seemed to like it, and maybe you will too!

Thanks to Ramsey County Historical Society and the East Side Freedom Library for hosting it.

[Youtube link.]

Part I is here if you missed it! Also, buy my book -- I'll sign it for you.

2021-11-15

Saint Paul and Minneapolis Urban Biography Book Blab with Tom Weber on December 11, 2pm

[The two downtowns back when they were full of street life.]

I'm excited to announce a "Urban Biography" mashup with Tom Weber, former MPR host and one of my all-time favorite radio interviewers. Tom wrote the Minneapolis version of my Saint Paul book, and the Minnesota Historical Society Press is going to have us both on stage at the History Center to discuss our projects. We're going to determine, once and for all, the real difference between Minneapolis and Saint Paul.

You don't want to miss this! And it's free. 

Details here:

Minneapolis and St. Paul are built on the same river, one in an improbably hilly gorge, and the other on the wide plains surrounding a waterfall. Both have Indigenous histories that reach back thousands of years. They are distinct from one another in nearly every other way. But why is that so?
Join Tom Weber, award-winning writer, journalist, and radio host and the author of Minneapolis: An Urban Biography, and Bill Lindeke, urban geographer, historian and author of St. Paul: An Urban Biography for a conversation that will shed light on the historical whys and hows our sometimes fractious, always intertwined, fraternal Twin Cities.

[Facebook invite here.]

I hope to see you then.


2021-10-22

My "St. Paul: an Urban Biography" Book Talk is Now Online

Last night  I did a quick version of my St. Paul history blab, the first half anyway, for the Ramsey County Historical Society speaker series. It was co-hosted by the Roseville and East Side Freedom Libraries, and there was good attendance! Something like 80 people tuned in to hear me go through the rushed version of Saint Paul history from 1837 to 1917. This was a quick tour of some highlights of Saint Paul history, including the "Pig's Eye" origins, the founding of the railroad empire, annexation and growth, booms and busts, insecurity and the Winter Carnival, labor strife, and the difference between Saint Paul and Minneapolis.

I am going to do a "Part 2" of this talk on January 20th, that will be focused on race, immigration, and the role of city plans in creating today's urban inequality in Saint Paul.  Update: here's the link to that!

If you want to buy an autographed copy of the book, here's the link! You can also go to your local bookstore, especially if it's in Saint Paul.

[Youtube link.]

2021-09-28

Document Dump #2: Gentile Yarusso's 1964 Memoir of Swede Hollow and Payne Avenue

[Swede Hollow c. 1910.]

Here's one from my archive, that I first found in the Arlington Hills library. It's a short, compelling memoir of growing up in Swede Hollow by Gentile Yarusso, of Yarusso's Italian Restaurant of Statue of Liberty fame.



Here's my favorite part, about the old railroad line that went up through the Hollow and the experience of those loud trains rattling along next to the homes of Saint Pauls' most famous informal community:

The giant locomotives would come puffing put he track, their headlights glowing like the eyes of a serpent, winding around the curves of the Hollow. what noise, what thunder a the engines passed us! Cinders and sparks fell all around us, on our heads, on our shoulders. Windows in the homes would rattle. Mothers would call for their children. Some of the smaller kids would become rightened and start to cry. Fathers would bet cursing the whole spectacle in general. After the freight train was out of sight, we would slowly walk back home. Stillness would settle over the Hollow. Occasionally one might hear the barking of a dog.

Read the whole thing if you are interested in more memories of old Saint Paul.

2021-03-15

Saint Paul as Bayeux Tapestry

Via Kottke, I happened across this lovely Bayeux Tapestry meme generator. The Bayeux Tapestry is a thousand-year-old illustration of the Norman conquest that was lost and found in England, and offers a charming recounting of historical events.

Anyway, here are my attempts. Check out the Bayeux meme generator and make one for yourself!








[See also: St. Paul as Hogwarts; St. Paul as Westeros.]

2020-10-07

Two Recent Book Talks Now Online

During the pandemic, my Closing Time co-author Andy Sturdevant and I have been making the virtual rounds doing talks about Twin Cities bar history. It's all in the hopes of selling our book, and also calling attention to why bars are so vital to social life.

Speaking of which, I am devastated by the thought that there will be no further Federal relief for bars and restaurants because of Congressional Republicans and Trump. This fall and winter will surely be an apocalypse for Twin Cities bars, especially the wonderfully marginal ones. Let's hope something changes!

But in the meantime, enjoy these two talks. The first one focuses on Saint Paul, and was put on by the Ramsey County Historical Society and the East Side Freedom Library




The second focuses on Minneapolis, via the Linden Hills History Study Group

2020-09-08

The Case Against Henry Sibley

Sign the Petition to change the name here: https://bit.ly/2FlFsjR

[Trigger Warning: detailed account of a massacre.]

I am a proud graduate of Henry Sibley High School in northern Dakota County, or at least I thought I was. Growing up in Mendota Heights, you are surrounded by Henry Sibley’s name. Highway 13, or Sibley Memorial Highway, goes through the town of Mendota, where Sibley lived for most of his life in Minnesota. In high school, “Onward Sibley” was the school song, and “Go Warriors” was the incessant chant. 

To be fair, nobody really knew anything about him, other than that he lived a long time ago and was a governor or something. When I was attending Sibley High in the 1990s, we even had an Indian head as our mascot, ironed onto the fronts of the red leather letter jackets. (Not an athlete myself, I never had one.) Sibley’s name and the Indian head were on most signs and omnipresent at pep rallies. We were the “Sibley Warriors.”

It wasn’t until junior year, AP Economics class, that one of my favorite teachers, Mr. Reed, mentioned the 1862 Dakota Conflict for the first time. Honestly, I’d never heard of it. Mr. Reed said something about Dakota Indians and an infamous execution and used his excellent chalkboard skills to make the point — completely off-topic for Economics — that maybe an Indian head shouldn’t be the school’s mascot. 

Thankfully, as awareness of Sibley’s role the 1862 conflict grew during the 2000s, Sibley High finally changed its mascot  in 1999 to a more Greek-style warrior, though according to one report, “students still wore war paint and feathers during football games.” 

Since then, I’ve learned a lot about Minnesota’s early history and the Dakota people who lived on this land for thousands of years before white settler colonialism arrived. Researching my current project, a history of Saint Paul, I’ve been reading and re-reading a lot of that early history, wonderful books like mni sota makoce, North Country, and the biographies of Henry Sibley and Little Crow. More importantly, I’ve read through a pair of indigenous Dakota books, What Does Justice Look Like and Our History is the Future, both of which deal with the horrific history of white settlers in Minnesota.

I am aware that these books do not make me an expert on Dakota history, and there is still so much to learn about the Dakota people and the Dakota homeland where I live. I think white Minnesotans and people who live in the Twin Cities have a lot of work to do to learn about our past, and how to make a better future that respects the Dakota people and the genocide that occurred here.

But even with my basic research, it’s easy to question Sibley’s role in Minnesota history and whether or not Minnesota, Dakota County, State Highway 13, or School District 197 should be naming things after him. To me at least, the case is pretty clear that white Minnesotans need to re-think our Sibley memorials. 

[The Sibley house in Mendota.]

Henry Sibley’s Early Years

The short biography: Sibley moved to Minnesota from Michigan in 1834, at the age of 23 to take a job with the American Fur Company. From the tiny trading post at Mendota, Sibley worked intimately with the Dakota tribes for about two decades,  trading goods and relying the Dakota for furs. Fur traders relied / exploiting Indian labor to make profits in the fur trade, but certainly by the 1840s, it was a declining industry. Nevertheless, Sibley cultivated close ties with the Dakota who had been living in the Minnesota and Mississippi and River valleys for millennia. At one point, during the winter of 1839, Sibley even went on a months-long hunting expedition with his Dakota allies, making relationships he was able to use to benefit his trade. During this time, he fathered a child with a Dakota woman; he later placed her with a family in Saint Paul and took care of her education. As Minnesota rapidly changed and American and European settlers arrived, Sibley would go on to be a key figure in catalyzing the white colonization of Minnesota/Dakota homeland, negotiating territorial status and becoming its first state governor. 

If you are honest about Minnesota’s dark 19th century history, there are lot of villains. In fact, it’s almost impossible to find white Minnesotans who behaved with any moral decency during this time. Even someone like Bishop Henry Whipple, often lauded as one of the “good” white settlers, does not come off very well in his dealing with the Dakota people (as Mary Lethert Wingerd points out in her epic history). This is to say that it can be tempting to treat Henry Sibley with kid gloves, especially if you went to a high school named after him. And to be honest, I entered my research feeling somewhat charitable towards him. 

[Middle aged Sibley.]

After all, he was better than a lot of his peers! He was better to the Dakota and Winnebago people than Alexander Ramsey, for example, who was worse in just about every way. Reading through his biography and letters, that’s my sense of how Sibley viewed himself too, occupying a supposed middle ground between genocide and so-called “savagery”. 

But at the same time, Sibley’s betrayal of the Dakota people might have been worse. Sure he was not explicitly genocidal  from the beginning, but he knew far more about what he was doing and personally carried out the destructive plans of others. The fact that Sibley had been close with many Dakota for years does not make his betrayal much better; in fact, it might even make it worse.

At best, Sibley's intimacy and kinship with Dakota people gave him a “conscience” of a sort, and for a while Sibley pushed politically for solutions to western settler colonialism that might have been mutually beneficial to both the Dakota and his fur company. For example, he advocated briefly in 1841 to create a Dakota-only Indian territory that would have theoretically made all land west of the Mississippi permanently off limits to white settlement. The plan failed largely due to an election that saw Sibley’s fur trade allies in Washington lose position there. 

Years later, in 1850, after negotiating an agreement that made Minnesota and the Dakota homeland into a territory, Sibley had what I see as his best, most defensible historical moment. He gave a prescient speech to Congress where he correctly called out US Government’s failure to treat Dakota and Indian people with respect and fairness, and predicted a bloody future.

As described in Rhoda Gilman’s biography, here’s what Sibley said to Congress about “the choice facing the country”:  he declaring that the choice was “civilization of the remaining Indian people or their utter extermination.” Sibley stated that “[history would in time] do justice to the heroic bands, who have struggled so fiercely to preserve their lands and the graves of their fathers from the grasping hand of the white man…” 

He continued: “If the act of making a treaty is not to be looked upon as a mere mockery or a farce, every stipulation and every pledge made… should be scrupulously fulfilled … On the contrary,… the commissioners, by making promises which they know will never be performed, plume themselves upon having made a favorable treaty, leaving the poor victims to find out in due time that they have been betrayed and deceived…. I will venture the assertion that not one in ten of the treaties will be found to be have been carried out in good faith.”

Finally, he warned Congress: “If anything is to be done, it must be done now…. Your pioneers are encircling the last home of the red man as with a wall of fire. Their encroachments are perceptible in the restlessness… of the powerful band who inhabit your remote western plains. You must approach these with terms of conciliation and of real friendship or you must very soon suffer the consequences of a bloody and remorseless Indian war… What is to become of [them]… when the buffalo and other game on which they now depend for sustenance are exhausted? Think you they will lie down and die without a struggle?”  (all from Gilman, 119).

But talk is cheap. Sibley’s speech was Cassandra-like, yes, but it was also little more than hot air expelled into the halls of Congress, worthless without action. It mostly had the effect of alleviating Sibley’s conscience. In the end, no matter how conciliatory or close Sibley was with Dakota people in his early years, his speech would up foretelling his own fate. His later actions make him a clear key player in all of the events that would prove fatal to the Dakota. 

Here’s what happened next, and in my opinion, the four biggest reasons Henry Sibley should not be commemorated in Minnesota, Dakota County, or School District 197.

 

1. Bribery and Manipulation around the Treaties of 1851

It wasn’t long after he gave his speech to congress that Sibley was back in Minnesota, trying to bribe and  manipulate the Dakota tribes out of their ancestral homeland. Sibley played key roles in the notorious treaties of Traverse des Sioux and Mendota, both of which were dishonest manipulations of the relationship between Dakota people, new white settler Minnesotans, and the US government. In particular, Sibley used his influence as a trader and supplier of goods to cajole Dakota leaders by creating massive debts. He then ensured that he and his white partners got huge shares of the future annuity payments.

Here’s a description of Sibley’s actions leading up to 1851, meant to build up pressure to force the Dakota to cede their lands:

While Sibley had been pushing austerity in the [Indian] trade for years, urging his traders to end the practice of handing out presents end even credits, he now reversed these orders… [Sibley’s fur trade partner, Martin] McLeod began dispensing goods on a liberal scale near Lake Traverse… Most attention was given to the lower Indians, or the Mdewakantons and Wahpekutes. Sibley opened his store near St. Paul to them, handing out credits and presents on a large scale… These tactics succeeded, as Henry Sibley’s brother Fred reported that Cheifs Wakute, Grey Iron, and Shakopee were considered to be safe on the treaty issue.(Anderson 55)

For Sibley, the point was to build up enough good will and consequent debt that it would force the Dakota to sign away their homelands.

The other big point was that Sibley personally made bank, and his financial fortunes transformed from insolvency to riches. According to Waziyatawin, Dakota professor and activist, Sibley got a huge portion of the eventual treaty payments:

Henry Hasting Sibley was paid $66,459 in one lump sum. This was in addition to the 10 percent he deducted from the Wahpekute fund for acting as “attorney” in the treaty of Mendota… In addition Sibley’s company took in $105,618,54, split between Sibley, Dousman, McLeod, and Ramsey Crooks. (Waziyatawin 34; Anderson cited, 67.)

The treaty annuities got his company out of debt, allowed him to invest in the territory’s rampant speculation and transportation schemes, and made him a wealthy man.


2. Led the military effort to wipe out Dakota people

[Sibley liked to be remembered as a military general.]

Years later, after never receiving payments or promised shipments of food from the U.S. government, and unable to hunt, fish, or gather food on their former homelands while confined to a tiny reservation —cut in half again in 1858 --  the Dakota people were starving. Some began to fight for food and land and killed many settlers in the Minnesota River valley. Most of the other white settlers fled in terror while calling for revenge against the Dakota. In response, Sibley agreed to lead a state militia against the Dakota under the condition that he have full control over the military mission.

Heading west with some untrained troops and facing continual calls for genocide from hysterical white Minnesotans, Sibley bought into the fervor, writing his wife, of the Dakota: 

Oh, the fiends, the devils in human shape! My heart is hardened against them beyond any touch of mercy. 

He later wrote to Governor Alexander Ramsey that “he would fire upon a flag of truce: 'the day for compromise of any kind has passed.'” (Anderson 174). Leading 1,200 troops west, Sibley vowed that “if any [Dakota] shall escape extinction, the wretched remnant must be driven beyond our borders.” 

He later turned down peace negotiations with Taoyateduta (or Little Crow), his long-time interlocutor, and the leader of the closest Dakota tribe to Saint Paul, after Taoyateduta sued for peace, writing to Sibley: “I want to know from you as a friend what way that I can make peace for my people…” However, according to Anderson, Sibley “had no intention of negotiating in good faith with Little Crow and admitted as much in reports sent east.” (Anderson 156)

In the end, Taoyateduta was smarter than to trust Sibley with a truce, but after being badly outnumbered, fled from the conflict.


3. Oversaw kangaroo court military trials

[The hanging at Mankato.]

After the surrender of the bulk of the Dakota people, thousands of men women and children, Sibley held and oversaw an illegal military trial. As one historian described, the technical nature of the death sentences was highly dubious:

While the state military command had some reservations about the legality of trying Indians, or civilians, by a military tribunal and there was even a basic question of whether Sibley, as the commander in the field, had the right to organize the court, Sibley felt sure that he had acted properly and intended to execute the guilty en masse. (Anderson 164)

In theory, from Sibley’s perspective, any attempt at “justice” would have been worse if Sibley had brought the Dakota people back to Saint Paul. But Sibley's trials were also a farce: 

On some days, several dozen men appeared in court. Although the Dakotas did not realize it at the time, their simple admission to being at one of the battles and firing a gun constituted evidence of guilt. The vast majority of Indians so judged received the death penalty. (Anderson 164)

What's more, Sibley personally exaggerated the claims of terror and even rape, insisting for years afterward that “then and later Sibley stated his belief that most of the [white] women had been repeatedly raped." The charges proved to be largely false, and Sibley knew it. As Gilman again describes: “he admitted to Sarah, however, that not every one of them had suffered. Several reported that they had been treated kindly, and one had preferred her Indian captor to her white husband…” (Gilman 183)

Sibley personally approved the death sentences of over 300 Dakota men who were captured in the mix of Dakota people in Western Minnesota, and Sibley had initially wanted to hang the Dakota on the spot. Thankfully someone persuaded him not to, as the US Government later decided that the military tribunals had been a sham. 

By one account:

Washington officials, however, demanded to see the trial transcripts and soon discovered major flaws. Minnesota politicians had claimed on the floors of Congress that Dakota men had raped every white captive woman; the evidence, on the other hand, showed that only two had been assaulted. In addition, many Indians argued that they had been compelled to go to the various battles by the soldiers’ lodge and that they fought unwillingly, hurting no one. When it came to determining which Indians had actually killed civilians, only in a few cases could eyewitnesses be produced to verify such charges. (Anderson 165)

Though President Lincoln changed most of the sentences, 38 Dakota were hanged and killed by the US government at Mankato that December. From the beginning, Sibley was right in the middle of it.


4. Participated in the Punitive Expeditions, a second military effort to wipe out the Dakota people

[The concentration camp at Fort Snelling.]

It did not end there. After the mass execution, and the deadly removal of the Dakota survivors from their concentration camp at Fort Snelling, Henry Sibley re-upped with the Minnesota military for what has become known as “the punitive expeditions.” Sibley himself led half of the force of thousands into Dakota territory (today’s North and South Dakota) to hunt down Dakota tribes. Sibley’s force marched for months, destroying the food and shelter of the fleeing Dakota people, and driving them west over the Missouri River. 

The other force was led by Alfred Sully, a military officer who took the another large group of soldiers through Dakota territory. Sully’s force also hunted down Dakota people and families that had fled west, burning food and supplies, and killing Dakota when they found them. The worst of it all was the massacre at Whitestone Hill, when Sully’s force came upon a group of 4,000 Dakota and Lakota families. Here’s a horrific description of what happened next, as told to professor and activist Nick Estes, by LaDonna Bravebull Allard:

As my great-great-grandmother Mary Big Moccasin told the story, the attack came the day after the big hunt, when spirits were high. The sun was setting and everyone was sharing an evening meal when Sully’s soldiers surrounded the camp on Whitestone Hill. In the chaos that ensued, people tied their children to the horses and dogs and fled. Mary was 9 years old. As she ran, she was shot in the hip and went down. She laid there until morning, when a soldier found her. As he loaded her into the wagon, she heard her relatives moaning and crying on the battlefield. (Estes 104)

400 Dakota and Lakota were killed, and according to Estes, “the dogs returned to camp with babies still tied to them, where they were shot by the soldiers.” Sully’s men also “destroyed half a million pounds of dried buffalo meat and razed more than 300 lodges,” which was a death sentence of its own for Dakota people with nothing to eat.

While Sully’s and not Sibley’s forces committed the massacre, by some accounts Sibley regretted the lost opportunity. As Gilman writes, “without a massacre to his credit, the General [Sibley] again faced abuse from his political foes”  (Anderson 201). It seems to me that, even if he oversaw the first march after the outbreak of violence, Sibley did not have to participate in this second, far worse humanitarian travesty. 


In short: not good

Henry Sibley spoke Dakota, called some Dakota people his kin for a while, and, compared to most territorial Minnesotans, understood a lot about their culture. So did he have a guilty conscience? Did he know what he was doing? 

To me, these questions become irrelevant. Sibley’s actions speak louder than any of his words.

I am still learning about this story and have a long way to go. These sources reflect just a tiny fraction of the perspectives on what happened in Minnesota and the Dakotas in the 19th century. White people who inherited this history, myself very much included, have a lot of work to do to understand and reconcile ourselves with our past. 

But as a Henry Sibley Warrior, class of ’97, I am certain it’s time to stop naming things after leaders with blood on their hands. To this day, the kids who are attending Henry Sibley High School, walking the hallways, call themselves “warriors”, chanting Sibley’s name, and I would bet that almost all of them are ignorant of the real meaning of those words. Our kids deserve a better legacy and, as a first step, changing the name of our high school seems like the very least we can do. 

Sign the Petition to change the name here: https://bit.ly/2FlFsjR