Enthralling and dull by turn, "A Sorrow in Our Heart" follows the pre-birth to pretty much the moment of death for the Shawnee warrior Tecumseh. The book really only runs about 678 pages, with the rest being a trove of footnotes, primary sources, bibliography and index (I leafed for a bit through the footnotes after finishing the narrative). It is an impressive work that would likely be best enjoyed by casual historians of the colonial and post-colonial Mid-Atlantic/Midwest.
Tecumseh - the chief who was never actually a chief. His life pretty much spans the time between the first American Revolution and the War of 1812, and his journeys take him all over the country.
Other reviews I've read on here from folk whom I presume to be historians by trade or by training indicate that this book is fictionalized history, and that is probably true for the bulk of it. The preface attempts to describe how Eckert was able to create many of the conversations where no records of those conversations exist, but in my opinion, many creative liberties had to have been taken, or else this would have been a book of mostly places, names, and dates.
For a book about the life of Tecumseh, the first quarter to first third of the book doesn't really feature him at all. There is a LOT of flashbacking and historical scene setting, describing how in the years prior to the American Revolution saw the trickle of white settlers turn into a stream, then into a flood. The increasingly violent encounters between the various tribes and the sometimes-organized, sometimes-not settlers as the encroachment continued, really casts a different light on the white-washed history I was taught. Yet, you get to spend lots of time with Tecumseh's father, Pucksinwah, and his his brother Chiksika, before the story gets turned over to the main subject.
I remarked at various points while reading, "White people are awful," and, "The irony is not lost on me that I'm a white dude sitting in Central Illinois in 2021 rooting for the First People to drive the settlers out of Ohio." Like watching "Titanic," but hoping the boat doesn't sink.
Of personal interest, the book somehow links the various places I've lived and travelled in my life (from Pittsburgh to the Susquehanna Valley, to Chicago, to the Sangamon Valley, then as far west as the Sioux tribes of the Dakotas, where I have family. I think I'll now be able to see an overlay in my mind when I visit these places in the future of what the landscape and populations looked like at the turn of the 19th century.
It was also fascinating to read of well-known and even revered American figures considered so vile by the indigenous people - Washington, Jefferson, William Henry Harrison. Even Daniel Boone has a significant role in the book's earlier stages - seen very much as a foe, but at the same time respected as a formidable frontiersman.
Accounts of the various battles, great victories and crushing defeats for the various tribes throughout the years were the most riveting aspect, whereas the politics of both the tribes and the relations between native and American or native and British bogged things down considerably. The endless flashbacks were also a bit tiresome. A chapter would begin with something tumultuous...then we'd flash back for a few pages of how we got to that point, and replay the tumult all over again. That device works once or twice, but it seemed very time a new segment of the story opened, that's how it would proceed.
The accounts of Tecumseh's family being virtually flawless soothsayers was also a bit far-fetched (his father, his older brother and he, himself, all "know" the day they're going to die), and the level and volume of foreshadowing early on when it came to Tecumseh's youngest-of-triplets brother pretty much gives away how all of Tecumseh's plan to unite all the tribes of the nation will eventually fail.
Still, learning who Fort Wayne is named after and the role that city played, how Cincinnati began being settled, how other forts got their start and/or what happened to those "forts you might have heard of," reading some of the British side of the War of 1812 that had nothing to do with the burning of Washington, D.C. nor Andrew Jacksons victories in the South, also plugged some gaps in my knowledge of American history.
I can't help but feel that Tecumseh is treated here a bit messianically, more folk hero than man, whose faults are both few and small. Still, without knowing more, it does seem like whoever he was, he came the closest to bringing the various tribes together in an attempt to push the white settlers ever Eastward. Further, it makes total sense that either pride or shortsightedness or complacency of the various chiefs kept full cooperation from occurring. It also makes total sense that things like The Louisiana Purchase is fully null and void because the land was never the French's to sell to the Americans.
The one thing this book absolutely does well is makes you deeply feel the frustration of the First People as their destinies were being decided for them by those who had no business doing so.