Mother Goose and her daring companion left the “Wooded Island” with all of its many wonders and began the search for “The Golden Lady”. This statue proved to be an elusive one to locate, despite the fact that we actually had an address for it. We wandered endlessly throughout the Jackson Park area and then out of the park and into some sketchy neighborhoods, all in vain. We walked and walked until the rubbery feet of Mother Goose could barely keep slapping the pavement.
Now please be patient and quiet as we consider the background of this statue.
The statue of The Republic was the work of Daniel Chester French. During the World’s Columbian Exposition of 1893, it stood in the middle of the beautiful Grand Basin and the Court of Honor, facing the rising sun. She was sixty-five feet tall, towering over the gondolas and ships and people who floated about the basin and strolled the court.
Of course, after the fair was over, The White City was burned to the ground. I imagine the statue would have collapsed into the water and crumbled to mud in due course. But here’s the good news! The same sculptor remembered how he made the original statue of the Republic, and in 1918 he rebuilt her on a smaller scale (24 feet instead of 65 feet), covered her in gold again and set her up in Jackson Park, very near to where the original might have stood.
And finally Mother Goose and Husband Goose found her!
And took many pictures of her! (maybe more than you’d ever want or need to see…)
Of course, it’s difficult to imagine that it took us nearly an hour to find The Golden Lady. We are just gooses, after all…
I hope this trip back in time to The White City has been interesting to you, dear readers.
Please come back tomorrow for more of the adventures of Mother Goose on her summer vacation. You won’t want to miss the wombat…