One of the captivating place names we pass through on every return trip from the cabin in Northern Minnesota is Hole-In-The-Day. There’s a street that runs parallel along Highway 371 in Nisswa, and a bay in Gull Lake by the same name. During the long drive, I’ve often daydreamed about what was behind the name, as well as the colorful imagery it conjures.
Many places in Minnesota have melodic and imaginative Indian names: Shakopee (SHOCK-ah-pi), Wayzata (why-ZET-ta), Minnetonka, Bemidji, Minnehaha, Kandiyohi (candy-OH-high), Owatonna, Biwabik (bih-WAH-bick), Winnibigoshish (whinny-bye-GOSH-ish), Saganaga (sag-ah-NAY-gah), Kabekona. Other names come from literal translation: Crow Wing, Bearskin, Pipestone, Red Wing, Grand Portage, Arrowhead, Yellow Medicine, Split Rock, Blue Earth. Others, like Minneapolis, are hybrids. But I always wondered especially about Hole-In-The-Day.
Hole-In-The-Day (or perhaps the more literal translation Hole-In-The-Sky) was a name shared by two Ojibwe (Chippewa) chiefs in the 19th century, father and son. The native historian Ohiyesa (Dr.Charles Eastman, who helped found the Boy Scouts of America), of the Sioux nation, remembers Hole-In-The-Day the younger as a gifted diplomat who attempted to navigate the changing political landscape on behalf of his people. Before he was assassinated by rivals in 1868, along the trail that Highway 371 follows today, Hole-In-The-Day had traveled throughout the United States, and had made many trips to Washington to speak with leaders and the public.
The elder Hole-In-The-Day had been a war chief of Napoleonic proportions, seizing territory from the Sioux nation in a lengthy battle campaign. When the United States government mediated the negotiations to end the Ojibwe/Sioux conflict, Hole-In-The-Day the younger represented his people at the summit held at Fort Snelling. He also played a pivotal role in settling the issues surrounding the Dakota Uprising in 1862, representing the interests of a consortium of Mississippi tribal nations.
Hole-In-The-Day was a charismatic, handsome figure, with beautiful long hair, symmetrical features and striking dress. Especially popular with the ladies, he had several wives, including a white woman whom he had met and quickly married after a one-night stand in Washington, D.C. resulted in her pregnancy. Narratives abound with other anecdotes, including one from Infantryman William E. Seelye of Fort Ripley, who remembered:
Hole-in-the-Day was a fine looking man, dressing in broadcloth, very proud and haughty and a great revolver shot. One day when the soldiers were shooting at a silver quarter on the side of a block house with rifles for a pool made by each soldier contributing a quarter, Hole in the Day came among and asked if he could shoot. The soldiers said yes, but he would need a rifle. He pulled out his long six-shooter revolver, fired once, hit the quarter, gathered in the pool and walked off.
An additional account of Hole-In-The-Day’s skill in diplomacy lies within a note found in the archives of the Wisconsin Historical Society, corroborating his charm:
. . .if ever he did take a scalp, we are sure he did it with such a grace, that his victim must have thanked him for his polite manner of executing that savage accomplishment. He went up the river on Monday.
The elder Hole-In-The-Day is buried outside the city of Little Falls, Minnesota. A long-standing legend warns that if his bones are disturbed, his guardianship of the city against natural disasters will cease. This would appear to have some merit. When the gravesite was disrupted for highway construction in the 20th century, the city flooded shortly thereafter.
The younger Hole-In-The-Day succeeded in diplomacy as long as he was recognized as the head of his people. His remarkable gifts in oratory and strategic thinking mitigated some of the more oppressing aspects of the inevitable progression of white settlement into native lands.
Native legend tells that the Great Spirit is literally seen by man through a hole in the day (sky). Perhaps guidance to success arrives from above in the same manner. It seems as though this name, like so many, was a highly-accurate prophecy, foretelling of great accomplishments.
When I thought of a hole in the day before I knew the story of these great leaders, the image of a bubble through which I could step into another realm or time came to mind. What if we look for our own hole in the day? Will we be open to the guidance and gifts that will be given beyond it, and what will we do with these gifts upon our return?

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Thank you for doing this research and telling us about this fascinating man. What a great life story, and then to be followed by his son in the same tradition of leadership. I really enjoyed reading this.
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Reminds me of a Wrinkle in Time, loved that book! Great post, Betsy. My dad was into American Indian history, always good to add another story!
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Hi Dot – Thank you for coming by! It was fun to research and kind of sad that there wasn’t that much to find. I’ll be paying more attention to place names, and I’m glad this one memorializes these leaders.
Hi Jamie – Yes, that’s the imagery. Wonder what would happen if we could look in on our day having stepped out of it? I’ve always wanted to travel in time, so the name sparked a lot of daydreaming! Thanks.
I’m into the neat history lesson for sure, but I especially loved your questions at the end. They’re something to ask myself every day. Am I looking for and seeing and open to opportunity and gifts and blessings? And will I waste them or respond??
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It makes me sad that I had never heard of the story of Hole in the Day until today. My education is SORELY lacking!!! (By the way, he sounds a lot like he had a LOT in common with a president we had not so long ago!) Thanks for edumacating (intentional misspelling) me today!
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“Ditto” on steph’s comments. I wonder whether my eyes are open for those gifts as well. I DO know, however, that you are one of my true inspirations, Betsy! I am happy that our lives intersected and that I noticed the gift of YOU back then. Love you!
Hi Steph – Another visual I get is rays of sun coming through openings in the clouds. I wonder if the ancients decided that was a message. But you’re right, we can get too caught up and then overlook. Thanks.
Hi Kathy – Isn’t it sad that we don’t know the half of history? I think growing up in Michigan the last state history class I had was in something like the 5th grade. Knowing these stories would have a grounding effect, yes? Thanks.
Hi Mary – Awww, shucks, Mare, you know I love you more! Without your encouragement and friendship, I would be far less. It means the world. Thank you.
I imagine my hole in the day as my biggest source of inspiration – one that I can draw from for years to come. When I get this, I am suddenly transported to a whole new world. You should come see of the cities we have on the Maritimes. Wonderful sights and places there.
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LOL Betsy – I read this earlier in the day and just came back to comment now. I was looking on Twitter when I was supposed to be working and I saw it. What a weird name for a guy.
And that is really freaky how the town flooded. It does make you wonder doesn’t it? I’m just reading a novel about folk wanting to build on an indian burial ground and all sorts of weird things are happening too.
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Hi Matthew – It’s good to recognize your gift, and you’re honoring it by using it. Pete and I’ve tried hard with our kids to make them realize that not using their gifts is an affront to the Giver. I would love to visit the Maritimes. I’ve been bugging Pete for years that we should go up the coast from Boston and island hop. Someday!
Hi Cath – Yes, it’s really a great name, eh? When I sold real estate in the Lake Minnetonka area, we routinely had to pull an archeological waiver because of protected Indian burial mounds. A lot of big house deals do not go down,or you need to have a consecration ceremony. I think there is more strength in native spirituality, so it would stand to reason there would be a consequential effect. Thanks.
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