XII 



"What's in a Name?" 



AROUND August first you could at 

 one time find a lot of "Chicagos" 

 blooming alongside the woodland walk 

 of which I have already spoken. Of 

 course, I use the term in its alleged 

 aboriginal sense. You can find them 

 almost anywhere in the Skokie, Des 

 Plaines and Calumet basins, if you 

 know where to look for them. I know 

 little about Indian dialects. I don't 

 know whether ethnographic experts 

 O.K. the story that the word Chicago 

 means wild onion, or whether that is 

 just a fling at the big, noisy, dirty 

 work-shop by the lake, originated by 

 once jealous rivals. Furthermore, I 

 don't care whether Chicago means wild 

 onion or not. In the first place, the 

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