My vote: Enmegahbowh
Dorothy L. Sayers’ legacy is obviously her detective novels featuring Lord Peter Wimsey, and less obviously advertising campaigns for Guinness (the Guinness Toucan is hers) and translations of Dante’s Divine Comedy and The Song of Roland. She was friends with G.K. Chesterton and C.S. Lewis and wrote my favorite description of Lewis in a letter, "I do admit that he is apt to write shocking nonsense about women and marriage. (That, however, is not because he is a bad theologian but because he is a rather frightened bachelor.)”
Enmegahbowh was born in what is now Canada around 1820 and raised in an Ojibwe village with Methodist missionaries. He was sent to be educated but ran away after three months. He was baptized by an Episcopalian missionary in Minnesota and was later ordained as a deacon and in 1867 a priest. 1862 in Minnesota saw the Dakota Uprising, which began as a series of attacks against white settlers after numerous broken treaties. Enmegahbowh tried to prevent further violence by preventing other Ojibwa bands from joining the fighting, although he was resented and threatened for interfering. He nevertheless joined his people on the White Earth Indian Reservation in northern Minnesota, dying there in 1902.
My choice of Enmegahbowh is hard to explain, or maybe there’s not much of a reason for it. Both he and Dorothy have their pluses and minuses. Enmegahbowh tried to help protect his people, but he also helped convert them, aiding in the destruction, intentional or not of their traditional lifestyle. Dorothy was a product of her time, a traditionalist who was essentially a feminist but also an Anti-Semite. This is when I trust my Lent Madness gut, and my gut chose Enmegahbowh.
Dorothy L. Sayers’ legacy is obviously her detective novels featuring Lord Peter Wimsey, and less obviously advertising campaigns for Guinness (the Guinness Toucan is hers) and translations of Dante’s Divine Comedy and The Song of Roland. She was friends with G.K. Chesterton and C.S. Lewis and wrote my favorite description of Lewis in a letter, "I do admit that he is apt to write shocking nonsense about women and marriage. (That, however, is not because he is a bad theologian but because he is a rather frightened bachelor.)”
Enmegahbowh was born in what is now Canada around 1820 and raised in an Ojibwe village with Methodist missionaries. He was sent to be educated but ran away after three months. He was baptized by an Episcopalian missionary in Minnesota and was later ordained as a deacon and in 1867 a priest. 1862 in Minnesota saw the Dakota Uprising, which began as a series of attacks against white settlers after numerous broken treaties. Enmegahbowh tried to prevent further violence by preventing other Ojibwa bands from joining the fighting, although he was resented and threatened for interfering. He nevertheless joined his people on the White Earth Indian Reservation in northern Minnesota, dying there in 1902.
My choice of Enmegahbowh is hard to explain, or maybe there’s not much of a reason for it. Both he and Dorothy have their pluses and minuses. Enmegahbowh tried to help protect his people, but he also helped convert them, aiding in the destruction, intentional or not of their traditional lifestyle. Dorothy was a product of her time, a traditionalist who was essentially a feminist but also an Anti-Semite. This is when I trust my Lent Madness gut, and my gut chose Enmegahbowh.
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