absurdlakefront:

karenh:
World’s Columbian Exposition: Ferris Wheel, Chicago, United States, 1893. (discovered via Brooklyn Museum on flickr)

absurdlakefront:

karenh:

World’s Columbian Exposition: Ferris Wheel, Chicago, United States, 1893.
(discovered via Brooklyn Museum on flickr)
hoitycoity:

April 1941. “South Side market, Chicago.” With security at the door. 35mm nitrate negative by Russell Lee for the Farm Security Administration. -Shorpy
Photo link for full size.

hoitycoity:

April 1941. “South Side market, Chicago.” With security at the door. 35mm nitrate negative by Russell Lee for the Farm Security Administration. -Shorpy

Photo link for full size.

Prairie Avenue - S.E. from 18th Street

Prairie Avenue - S.E. from 18th Street

axelrod:
1906 Chicago Cubs

axelrod:

1906 Chicago Cubs
Man standing on a fence in the Union Stock Yard & Transit Company, during the 1904 Stockyards Strike.
The ramp in the background, I believe, is the one that led up to the slaughter house in the stockyards. It was nicknamed the “Bridge of Sighs,” a reference to Venice’s famed Bridge of Sighs - the last view of Venice convicts saw before their imprisonment.

Man standing on a fence in the Union Stock Yard & Transit Company, during the 1904 Stockyards Strike.

The ramp in the background, I believe, is the one that led up to the slaughter house in the stockyards. It was nicknamed the “Bridge of Sighs,” a reference to Venice’s famed Bridge of Sighs - the last view of Venice convicts saw before their imprisonment.

“Queen and guttersnipe of cities, cynosure and cesspool of the world: not if I had a hundred tongues, everyone shouting a different language in a different key, could I do justice to her splendid chaos. The most beautiful and the most squalid, girdled with a twofold zone of girdled with a twofold zone of parks and slums; where the keen air from the lake and prairie is ever in the nostrils and the stench of foul smoke is never out of the throat; the great port a thousand miles from the sea; the great mart which gathers up with one hand the corn and cattle of the West and deals out with the other the merchandise of the East; widely and generously planned with streets of twenty miles, where it is not safe to walk at night; where women ride straddlewise, and millionaires dine at mid-day on the Sabbath; the chosen seat of public spirit and municipal boodle, of cut-throat commerce and munificent patronage of art; the most American of American cities.,and yet the most mongrel; the second American city of the globe, the fifth German city, the third Swedish, the second Polish, the first and only veritable Babel of the age; all of which twenty-five years ago next Friday was a heap of smoking ashes. Where in all the world can words be found for this miracle of paradox and incongruity?”

GEORGE WARRINGTON STEEVENS, (1869-1900)