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Monday, December 9, 2024

1797

 

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“Our government and people branded as cowards.” 

James Monroe

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A FRENCH TRAVELER in Philadelphia notes that among the ladies of that city, “beauty is general.” 

    Had he been interested he could, at that juncture, have visited Charles Wilson Peale’s museum. A popular exhibit was the skeleton of a mastodon. Even so learned a man as Thomas Jefferson would, a few years later, tell Lewis and Clark to be on the lookout for mastodons, still possibly living in the West.


Peale's museum. Picture not in blogger's possession.
 

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March 5: The meeting of the Fifth Congress opens. Harrison Gray Otis, a member from Massachusetts, will soon declare that he does “not wish to invite hordes of wild Irishmen, nor the turbulent and disorderly of all parts of the world” who might “come here with a view to disturb our tranquillity [sic].” 

    After leaving office, according to Bacheller and Kates, writing in 1932, Washington finds he has much work to do at home. 

    He found his mansion and his farms down-at-the-heel after his eight years as the nation’s Chief Executive, but an army of joiners, painters and gardeners soon put things to rights. So, at sixty-five, and world famous, he settled down with Martha and his grandchildren to the life of a Virginia farmer. He rose with the sun, breakfasted at seven, and then rode forth over his farms to whose management he gave nearly all of his waking hours. (109/157)

 

    Once again, there is no mention of slaves or slavery, in this second-to-last chapter in a book for adolescent readers. 

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Summer: When the story of Alexander Hamilton’s affair with Maria Reynolds, wife of James Reynolds, broke, Hamilton accused James Monroe of having a hand in revealing it. An eyewitness described the scene when Hamilton visited Monroe at his lodgings. Monroe had just returned from France, having been recalled by the new Federalist administration. “Colo. Monroe rising first and saying do you say I represented falsely, you are a scoundrel. Colo. H. said I will meet you like a gentleman. Colo. M. said I am ready get your pistols, both said we shall for it will not be settled in any other way.” 

    Fortunately, calmer heads prevailed, and a duel was prevented by the intervention of others. (24/159)



Maria Reynolds. Picture not in blogger's possession.
 

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November: James Monroe expresses his displeasure with the way foreign nations are treating the young Republic, and the Federalist leaders’ failure to take action. 

Our national honor is in the dust; we have been kicked, cuffed, and plundered all over the ocean; our reputation for faith scouted; our government and people branded as cowards, incapable of being provoked to resist. … Long will it be before we shall be able to forget what we are, nor will centuries suffice to raise us to the high ground from which we have fallen. (24/166)


     Says Harry Ammon: “Monroe was quite sincere in his belief that the Federalists were seeking an alliance with England not just in the interests of trade but, like the aristocrats of Europe, in the hopes of checking the onrushing tide of republicanism.” 

    On Washington’s part, he believed that Monroe’s subservience to France had led him to sacrifice U.S. interests. (24/166, 168) 

    Ammon also explains: “It was Jefferson’s firm opinion that it was of ‘immense consequence, that the states retain as complete authority as possible over their own citizens’ to combat the tendency of the central government to seize powers not specifically excluded from its sphere.” (24/170)


Wednesday, December 4, 2024

1798

 

Year 1798

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Three alien acts gave the president the power “without trial or even a statement of his reasons, to banish foreigners from the land.” 

Benjamin Andrews

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February 13, Elizabeth Southgate writes her father to tell him about her experience at a boarding school run by Susanna Rawson, author of Charlotte Temple, what some call the first best-seller in America. 

Honored Father: 

I am again placed at school, under the tuition of an amiable lady, so mild, so good, no one can help loving her; she treats all her scholars with such a tenderness, as could win the attention of the most savage heart, though scarcely able to receive an impression of the kind. I learn embroidery and geography at present, and wish your permission to learn music. You may justly say, my best of fathers, that every letter of mine is one which is asking for something more, – never contented. I only ask; if you refuse me, I know you do what you think best, and I am sure I ought not to complain, for you have not yet refused me anything that I have asked. My best of parents, how shall I repay you? You answer, By your good behavior. Heaven grant it may be such as shall repay you.

 

A year will have rolled over my head before I shall see my parents. I have left them at an early age to be so long absent, but I hope I have learnt a good lesson by it; a lesson of experience, which is the best lesson I could learn. I have described one of the blessings of . . . in Mrs. Rawson, and now I will describe Mrs. Wyman, as the nurse. She is the worst woman I ever knew: nobody knows what I suffered from the treatment of that woman.

 

I had the misfortune to be a favorite with Miss Haskell, and Mrs. Wyman treated me as her own evil heart dictated; but whatever is, is right, – I learnt a good lesson by it. I wish you, my father, to write me an answer soon, and let me know whether I may learn music. Give my best respects to my mother, and may it please the Disposer of all Good to restore me safe home to the bosom of my family. I never was happier in my life. My heart overflows with gratitude to my heavenly Father for it, and may it please him to continue in you “his favor which is life, and his loving kindness which is better than life,” is the sincere wish of

 

Your daughter, Eliza Southgate. 

 

NOTE TO TEACHERS: Her letters, generally, might interest some students. Rawson’s book, Charlotte Temple, is also found online.

 

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July 6: In the heat of the fighting vs. France, the Federalists passed what Andrews calls “tyrannical legislation.” “A new naturalization act was passed, requiring of an immigrant as prerequisite to citizenship, fourteen years of residence instead of the five heretofore sufficient.” Three alien acts gave the president the power “without trial or even a statement of his reasons, to banish foreigners from the land” 

The Sedition Act made it legal 

to fine in the sum of $5,000 each and to imprison for five years any persons stirring up sedition, combining to oppose governmental measures, resisting United States law, or putting forth any “false, scandalous, or malicious writings” against Congress, the President, or the Government.

 

Matthew Lyon “charged the President with avarice and with ‘thirst for ridiculous pomp and foolish adulation.’ He was convicted of sedition and fined $1,000 and sentenced to four months in prison.” 

“Adams refused pardon, but in 1840 Congress paid back the fine to Lyon’s heirs.” 

“It was surely a travesty upon liberty when a man could be arrested for expressing the wish,” Andrews wrote, “as a salute was fired, that the wadding might hit John Adams’s behind.” (2/257-258)


NOTE TO TEACHERS: In my opinion, it is always a good time to discuss the importance of the free press. The Sedition Act, for example, did not make it a crime to criticize the vice president, which meant the Federalists could continue to lambast Vice President Jefferson. 

As Alexander Hamilton once said, the job of the free press was, “To give us early alarm and put us on our guard against the encroachments of power.”

 

Thursday, April 18, 2024

1802

 


 

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“To admit the Grecian Horse into the Citadel of our Liberty and Sovereignty. 

Alexander Hamilton

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January 12: In a series of essays, published in the New York Evening Post, Alexander Hamilton, responds to President Thomas Jefferson’s message to Congress, which he had delivered in December, in written form. That written message was handed to lawmakers by Meriwether Lewis. Hamilton, under the pen name Lucius Crassus, then responded in nine parts, including VIII, regarding immigration. 

Hamilton was concerned with a proposal, put forward by the president, to admit new arrivals to immediate citizenship. The “consequences that must result from a too unqualified admission of foreigners, to an equal participation in our civil, and political rights,” he said, should give pause. 

He even used Jefferson’s own writings to make a case: 

The opinion advanced in the Notes on Virginia is undoubtedly correct, that foreigners will generally be apt to bring with them attachments to the persons they have left behind; to the country of their nativity, and to its particular customs and manners. They will also entertain opinions on government congenial with those under which they have lived, or if they should be led hither from a preference to ours, how extremely unlikely is it that they will bring with them that temperate love of liberty, so essential to real republicanism? There may as to particular individuals, and at particular times, be occasional exceptions to these remarks, yet such is the general rule. The influx of foreigners must, therefore, tend to produce a heterogeneous compound; to change and corrupt the national spirit; to complicate and confound public opinion; to introduce foreign propensities. 

 

As has always been the case, the question of immigration boiled down to how much is good, and how much is too much. As Hamilton put it, “there is a wide difference between closing the door altogether and throwing it entirely open[.]” 

Under the Alien and Sedition Acts, the period of waiting to become eligible for citizenship had been extended to fourteen years. Hamilton agreed that a period was needed “to enable aliens to get rid of foreign and acquire American attachments; to learn the principles and imbibe the spirit of our government.” Fourteen years was unnecessary. “A residence of at least five years ought to be required,” he said. 

Jefferson’s plan, if adopted, he warned, would introduce danger for the young republic. “To admit foreigners indiscriminately to the rights of citizens, the moment they put foot in our country, as recommended in the Message, would be nothing less, than to admit the Grecian Horse into the Citadel of our Liberty and Sovereignty.


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THIS might fit in anywhere, from A Popular History of Indiana. The author comes across as a good, Christian woman of her era, writing in 1891. (She advocates for temperance, for example.) 

She has this to say of traveling preachers, including those who ministered to the Native Americans: 

They, of course, shared in the hardships, trials, and privations of the early settlers, but their lot was even harder, from the fact that they were obliged to travel continually through a sparsely-settled country, carrying the gospel message to the widely-scattered settlements, and finding their way through a pathless forest by means of Indian trails and marked trees. One writer thus describes their mode of traveling: “Sleeping in the woods or on the open prairies on their saddle-blankets, cooking their coarse meals by the way, fording streams on horseback with saddle-bags and blankets lifted to their shoulders, exposed without shelter to storms, and drying their garments and blankets by the camp-fires, when no friendly cabin could be found. … In a few years they became sallow, weather-beaten and toil worn.” And “often prostrated by fevers and wasted by malaria the years of pioneer service with many were few and severe.” One good old veteran in writing to a friend said: “My horse’s joints are now skinned to his hock-joints. And I have rheumatism in all my joints. … What I have suffered in body and mind my pen is not able to communicate to you; but this I can say, while my body is wet with the water and chilled with the cold, my soul is filled with heavenly fire, and I can say with St. Paul: ‘But none of these things move me.’” (91/258-259)

 

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IN SIMILAR FASHION, Hendricks writes of the early pioneers: 

A story is told of one pioneer who left his clearing and started farther west because another had settled so near him that he could hear the report of his rifle; and of another, that on noticing, through the valley around him, “smoke curling in the distance, he went fifteen miles to discover its source and, finding newcomers there, quit the country in disgust.”  (91/66)

 

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“The spirit of revolt has taken deep hold in the minds of the slaves.” 

SHAKEN by a slave revolt in 1800,  the Virginia legislature established a regular guard for the capital, the armory, and the penitentiary. A “humane” law was passed, in the wake of the wave of executions, which granted the governor power to sell, “beyond the bounds of the United States, any slaves convicted of conspiracy or other crimes.” Jefferson suggested that slaves be sent to Sierra Leone, a colony established by Britain as a refuge for slaves removed from America during the Revolution. 

“In the future,” Ammon notes, “all slaves convicted of crimes were kept in prison until purchased by traders agreeing to remove them from the United States.”

 

Rumors of another possible slave revolt in 1802, again stirred fear in Virginia; Monroe was dubious, but did write Jefferson, admitting, “the spirit of revolt has taken deep hold in the minds of the slaves.” (24/199-200)

 


A character in Beloved explains life as a slave.

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NOTE TO TEACHERS: I found out early in my career that middle school students loved to act. For several years, in the 1980s, I had the misfortune to be required to teach Ohio History. We had an ancient book – with some pictures showing cars from the 1940s and political leaders all wearing fedoras. At one point we found the book my colleague, Steve Ball, had used in junior high, before we changed to a middle school model. So we held an official “retirement” ceremony for the aging text and delivered it across the hall to his room, with appropriate honors. 

The main trouble, as so often was the case, was that the book lacked interest for students. I did what I could to make the subject come alive; but it was no easy task. I stumbled across an old book on the life of Johnny Appleseed. And about the same time I read some material on Mike Fink, a riverboat pirate of the same era. I managed to write up brief stories about both men and presented them to my classes. 

Initially, I was considering a creative writing assignment. Then one of my kids suggested combining the two for a skit. As always, I was intrigued – and say again that some of your best ideas will come from the kids in front of you. “Why don’t we have a Dating Game episode with the two pioneers?” 

I knew at once this would be funny. In no time, three girls volunteered to take the role of contestants. I took the two boys who had agreed to be Fink and Appleseed aside for a conference. “I want you to wear a pot on your head,” I told the boy who volunteered to play Johnny. 

“I have an old sack at home in our barn,” he said with enthusiasm – and I told him to bring it for sure. 

 I had picked the biggest, toughest looking boy in class to be Mike and we discussed his role and agreed he should bring a “whiskey bottle” to serve as a prop. 

The girls had to sit down and make up as many questions as possible to ask these two famous ladies’ men.


Mr. Appleseed.
 

Here was the opening description of John Chapman, a.k.a. Johnny Appleseed, in my reading: 

Down the road he came, often barefoot or wearing bark sandals – always ragged and worn.  His shirt might be an old coffee sack. His head-gear was a broken-down straw hat covering long, untidy hair. Or he might wear a tin pot to keep off the sun and serve his cooking needs. His possessions were few. A Bible. A bag of corn meal and a lump of salt for meals. Not much else. No gun, no horse, no money. Just a leather bag filled with seeds. Yet this was not some frontier scarecrow or pioneer hippie. This was the legendary Johnny Appleseed.

 

He didn’t look like much: but bright eyes showed in his weathered face.

 

Brief discussion of his childhood followed. Then a look at his career: 

Whenever he felt soil and sun were right he stopped to hack an opening in the forest. Chopping at small trees and brush, he cleared a space. Then he dug out roots, raked and turned the soil, and “tickled the earth” with his seeds. In went all varieties of apples – Russets, Pippins, Never-Fails, and more. Finally he made a fence of brush to keep out deer and wild animals and moved on. 

 

Whenever possible, Johnny gave seedlings to pioneer families so they might do the planting themselves. To others he gave seeds and instructions on how to handle them. Everywhere he made friends, since the apple was a key to a good diet in 1800. In pies, cider, jelly, cake, fritters and apple sauce, the fruit appeared regularly on the menu.

 

“Johnny Appleseed” was known far and wide. During the summer he helped with plowing and farm work. In return he received meals and a place to bed down. Other nights he slept outdoors where darkness found him. Often he was content to dine on half-ripe plums and wild oats. Other times he gathered a hat (pot) full of berries to eat along the way.

 

Soon it was said: “He had a friend in every person, a home under every roof in Ohio.” Many evenings were spent by firelight, reading the Bible to families that lacked schooling to read themselves. Peace-loving and kind, John discussed his ideas with all who cared to listen. To children he might give marbles or bright ribbon, or a rude [simple] toy he carved. In the fall he doubled back on his path and visited his plantings, tending to the young seedlings. Winters found him in the cider-mills of western Pennsylvania and eastern Ohio, gathering fresh seeds for use when spring finally returned.

 

According to Eleanor Atkinson’s book, even the natives respected Appleseed. He was a gentle, peace loving man – and tried to keep the settlers and natives from fighting.  

Because he roamed the wilderness Johnny gave up any chance for a home or family. “He could have no love but that of mankind, no children besides the tender seeds of his planting,” says Atkinson. Instead he came to find “companionship in his furred and feathered friends” of the forest. Even the apple trees were special. Johnny sometimes spoke of as if they were human. In harsh winter weather people might wonder if the young trees would survive. “They can be trusted to do their best,” the simple planter replied.

 

From his earliest travels he had studied the teachings of the Swedenborgian church. Convinced by his reading that all creatures were loved by God, John gave up eating meat, riding a horse or killing snakes and insects. If he had to make camp he positioned his fire to avoid burning even an anthill. He carried no gun to keep away wolves or men, only a supply of gunpowder to light and scare off animals.

           

I also included the story of his one true romance: 

Some say Chapman finally fell in love with a pioneer widow named Betty Varnum. We hear that he plowed 150 miles through deep snow and high winds one terrible winter. For Johnny feared that Mrs. Varnum and her family would need his help. Even severe frostbite could not stop him. But he arrived too late. Sickness had claimed Betty’s life. 

 

That winter her family found poor Appleseed “lying cold and senseless on Betty’s grave.” Johnny had placed a good red cloak over the ground where she was buried. And we can imagine that tears were frozen upon his cheeks. His hair turned white and he began to treat the trees even more lovingly. Somehow he was convinced they could feel the pain when he pruned [cut back] their branches.

 

Fink was nothing more than criminal scum. The counterpoint to peace-loving Appleseed could not have any more stark. Even as an infant, I noted, he refused milk and demanded whiskey! 

Here we describe his brawling ways: 

  In the rough frontier world, and a rougher business, Fink feared no man and answered to no law but his desire. “I’m a regular tornado,” he warned, “and can strike a blow like a falling tree.” Powerfully built, he had a handshake like a “blacksmith’s vice.” One witness compared him to a grizzly bear in clothes. Another says he stood six feet tall. A third puts his size at 5’ 9,” 180 pounds. 

 

At any height or weight, Mike was ALL DANGER to those who roused his anger.  For he enjoyed a good fight: “to stretch these here limbs and git the jint [joints] to working easy,” he once explained. “I can out-run, out-jump, out-shoot, out-brag, out-drink, and out-fight, rough and tumble, any man on both sides of the river,” he bellowed when he entered a bar. And fool it was who disagreed! “If any man dare doubt it,” he growled, “I’ll be in his hair quicker than hell can scorch a feather.”

 

Fink was particularly good at “rough and tumble” combat, fighting without rules or limit.  Such contests ended when one man hollered, “enough.” The damage could be terrible. It was not uncommon for men to gouge out eyes or bite off pieces of an enemy’s lip, nose or ear.  Some fighters wore metal fingers known as “devil’s claws.” Attached to the hand, they helped rake great cuts across an opponent’s face. The winner won the privilege of wearing a red feather in his hat; and Mike was champion of many such brawls.

 

(In a footnote I included these additional details: A. B. Hulbert described the damage done in one fight. Combined, the two contestants suffered: two eyes out, a nose clipped off close to the face, one lower lip torn away and two heads with hair ripped out in patches. As the words in bold, above, I always highlighted terms in my readings, if I thought many students wouldn’t know what they meant.)

 

Then we turned to Mike’s “way with women.” 

Surprisingly, Fink also had a reputation as a “lady’s man,” and girlfriends along the river. He could be tough with women, too, especially when he had been drinking – which was almost always. As Mike explained, “Thar’s nuthing like whiskey for taking the cobwebs out o’ a feller’s throat.” Sometimes he carried lady friends along on his boat. Then he watched their every move. He enjoyed making his “girls” put tin cups filled with whiskey on their heads. Then this “William Tell of marksmen on land” would put a bullet through the cup, without mussing a hair.  Sometimes, for variety, he made the poor woman hold the cup between her knees!

 

One time, Fink threatened to shoot his girl “Peg” (or, some say, his wife), for flirting with other men. Forcing her to lie in a pile of leaves, he carved up scraps of wood and covered her up. Then he set the leaves on fire at each corner. Peg stood it as long as she could. “But it soon became too hot, and she made a run for the river, her hair and clothing all on fire. In a few seconds she reached the water and plunged in, rejoiced to know she had escaped both fire and [his] rifle so well.” 

 

Mike only shouted after her: “There, that’ll larn [learn] you to be winkin’ at them fellers on the other boat.”

 

Two days later the students were ready – and they were fabulous in almost every class. In one class John W., playing Johnny, brought three apples to give his questioners. It was a nice touch and one he thought of entirely on his own. The girls had good questions ready, too. 

“Johnny, what would we do on a first date?” one asked. 

“Well, I like to go out in the woods and talk to the squirrels. That’s always fun,” he answered.  

Mike usually scoffed at such replies and made fun of Appleseed, the pioneer wimp. “I’d take you drinking, ladies, and maybe shot cups off your head if I liked you enough,” he explained with a leer. 

“Have you ever been married – or are you involved in any long relationship now,” asked the next girl. 

Johnny had to explain the tragic death of Betty Varnum and how he lay sadly on her grave in the cold.  

Mike tried answering the same question. “I had a woman once, named Peg, but she got to lookin’ at them other fellers. So I forced her to lie down in a pile of leaves and then set the pile on fire. She weren’t hurt none. She jumped up and ran to the river and jumped in. But that taught her a lesson!” 

The next question might be about Johnny’s views on violence. How did each man make a living? What was the most romantic thing they had ever done? Johnny might interject, “If you go out with me, I’ll let you wear my pot!” Or Mike might growl, “I’ll let you steer my keelboat, so long’s ya don’t be winkin’ at them other men.”  

This was a skit that almost always worked and was almost always fun. I admit, in this case, I was trying to come up with something in Ohio History that I considered interesting and fun. 

 

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ANOTHER description of the career of John Chapman can be found in a schoolbook, Ohio Supplement: Wayland’s History (1929). 

“An apple a day keeps the doctor away.” This is a saying you have often heard. A man who never heard this saying at all did wonderful work in giving Ohio thousands of apple trees. This man was known as Johnny Appleseed, although his real name was John Chapman. The name that people gave to him was much better, because it told the story of his work. He was a queer man in many ways and people never quite understood him, but everybody loved him for the good he did.

 

On his first visit to Ohio he came floating down the Ohio River in two canoes that he had fastened together. These canoes were piled full of sacks of apple seeds. He had gathered the seeds at cider mills in Pennsylvania. He loved growing things and he loved people. He thought that by planting these seeds in this new western country he could help the settlers.

 

He wandered over Ohio and the states west of us for many years. His leather sack of seeds was always with him. Whenever he found a good spot along a stream, he planted some of his seeds. He fenced the place in with brush to protect the young trees which would soon begin to shoot up. Johnny had hundreds of these spots in Ohio. Year after year he came back to tend them. He was so well liked by both Indians and white settlers that no one ever bothered his young trees. When the trees were large enough to be transplanted he sold them to the settlers. He never charged very much for them, often taking old clothes for his pay. His usual price was five cents.

 

Johnny Appleseed loved trees but he loved all kinds of wild animals, too. He never hurt a wild thing except once. A snake bit him and in a sudden fit of anger he killed it. He was sorry ever after for this act.

 

A man with such a good heart was naturally loved by all the settlers. They were glad to have him come and stay with them. He was very religious and he talked with the pioneers about religion and worship. He also brought them news from the other places where he had been. People gave him letters to carry to their friends. Boys and girls liked to hear his stories. So he was loved for many reasons.

 

But the leather sack of seeds was the thing that meant the most. Johnny Appleseed will never be forgotten in Ohio. 

1804


A curious native tried to wipe the paint off York,
having never seen a black man.
Picture not in blogger's possession.


Lewis and Clark head West. Time-Life: 

Lewis was shy and awkward and had a frightening moodiness; a shadow hung over him. A seeker of the wilderness, rather than native to it like Clark, he found his innermost needs satisfied by the challenge of nature. Clark, outgoing, forthright, practical, was a wilderness craftsman and a born leader who understood both the woods and men. It was essential that these two get along. They did. In all the vicissitudes they shared, they differed only on the palatability of dog meat and the necessity for salt.

 

Lewis took his dog, Seaman; Clark took York, “a black giant of a man.” They were gone for twenty-eight months, and many gave them up for dead. On their return, Congress voted both captains 1,600 acres of land, each man 320. 

Paddy Gass, a veteran of the journey, fought in the War of 1812 and lost an eye in battle. He drank up his pension, married at 60, had seven children, and at age 90, wished the troops headed off to fight in the Civil War god speed. 

Rumors of what might be found in the Far West included: a lost tribe of Israel, and possibly a lost tribe of Welshmen. Jefferson thought there might be llama. 

And mastodon!

 

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THIRTY SLAVES from plantations near Natchitoches escape, headed for New Spain, with nine crossing the Sabine River. 

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THE FOLLOWING selections are from Charles Coffin: 

Alexander Hamilton fought at White Plains and also fought at Trenton, Princeton, and Yorktown. Coffin says Burr had been practicing with his pistols for weeks. Hamilton: 

He wrote a tender letter to his wife, and bought a beautiful bouquet for her, bade her an affectionate good-night, arose at daybreak, stole softly out of his beautiful home, walked down to the river, stepped into a boat with Mr. Pendleton and a doctor, and was rowed across the Hudson to Weehawken. The sun was just rising as he landed…

 

At the signal, Burr fired first, fatally wounding his foe. Hamilton fell, his pistol going off, the bullet cutting the twig from a tree. “I had no ill-will toward him; I did not intend to fire,” Hamilton told friends before he died.  

Ministers preached against dueling. Grand juries in New York and New Jersey indicted Burr. The Rev. Dr. Nott, of Schenectady, preached a sermon, calling dueling a sin. Other ministers joined the chorus. 

Afterwards, “men who gave or accepted a challenge, instead of gaining lost the respect of their fellow-men.” (72/134-138)

 

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ACCORDING to one Federalist newspaper, Alexander Hamilton’s death called forth “the voice of deep lament” save from “the rancorous Jacobin, the scoffing deist, the sniveling fanatic, and the imported scoundrel.” (2/303)

 

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WITH JEFFERSON running for a second term, Clement Clarke Moore publishes an anonymous pamphlet attacking the religious and racial views of the Virginian. His polemic, titled in full “Observations upon Certain Passages in Mr. Jefferson’s Notes on Virginia, which Appear to Have a Tendency to Subvert Religion, and Establish a False Philosophy,” painted Jefferson's Notes on the State of Virginia (published in 1785) as an “instrument of infidelity” that “debases the negro to an order of creatures lower than those who have a fairer skin and thinner lips.” 

Today, Moore is remembered, if at all, for his poem, “A Visit to Saint Nicholas,” about “the night before Christmas.” (See: 1823.) 

Monday, September 24, 2018

Founding Father vs. Founding Father



READING RON CHRENOW’S Alexander Hamilton, I was struck again by how little has changed in the last two hundred years—a point I always tried to hammer home with students. 

(I’m  now retired.)

Much as I admire the handiwork of the Founding Fathers, I have always believed we should take them off their pedestal. There are, for example, interesting parallels between the political battles of their era and those of our own. Theyhad their own “Fake News” issues, Pizzagate rumors, financial corruptions and fears of foreign meddling in elections.

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Looking back on that era, most Americans imagine our young nation was led by giants. (That assumes they give the matter any thought at all.) George Washington, James Madison, Ben Franklin, and Alexander Hamilton all played roles in creating a system of government we cherish.

(Don’t forget James Wilson. He was one of the most influential thinkers of all during the Constitutional Convention.)
 
Yeah, nobody remembers him.

It is my theory, that when it comes to political division, history proves we’re all extras in a Hollywood remake. The title and plot of the movie are the same. Only the actors and director have changed.

Whenever I hear some expert talking about what the Founding Fathers believed—and how we can’t do anything they wouldn’t have done—and, just by chance, how what the Founding Fathers believed is exactly what the modern speaker believes now—I have to wonder. Shouldn’t we remember that the Founding Fathers often disagreed vehemently with other Founding Fathers?

Certainly, Hamilton understood that he lived in no golden era. As an army officer he was horrified to find that contractors were cheating the Continental Army when it came to delivering supplies. “When avarice takes the lead in a state,” he grumbled in 1778, “it is commonly the forerunner of its fall. How shocking it is to discover among ourselves, even at this early period, the strongest symptoms of this fatal disease?”

(Drain the swamp!)

In 1780, he questioned whether Americans were even ready to govern themselves. Our “countrymen have all the folly of the ass and all the passiveness of the sheep in their composition,” he grumbled.

It seems to me, we should make clear to students that the Founding Fathers had their own fiery fights over policy, their ridiculous conspiracy theories and sordid sexual escapades. Hamilton, of course, carried on a lengthy extramarital affair with a young woman named Maria Reynolds. Mrs. Reynolds and her husband—who connived at the affair—used Hamilton’s failings to blackmail the lascivious Founding Father. At the same time Hamilton’s peccadillos were being revealed, like a semen-stained blue dress or an Access Hollywood tape, Jefferson was scuffling to cover up his own lustful sinning. He was deep into a long-term sexual relationship with Sally Hemings, a slave woman, which began when his chattel was fifteen.

Fifteen!

(Think Anthony Weiner sending “dick pictures” to teenage girls. Wait. Blot that out of your memory.)

The Founding Fathers really had no idea what to do about slavery.
So they punted.

Plus, there was dueling! And not just the famous duel that led to Alexander Hamilton’s demise. Hamilton once challenged James Monroe, the future president, to a duel. A witness to their heated exchange reported that Monroe shouted angrily, “I am ready, get your pistols.”

The man who cooled the potential duelists down?

Aaron Burr.

(Think how much more interesting current political debates might be if Mitch McConnell and Chuck Schumer were prone to reach for their pistols. I might even start watching C-SPAN.)

The Founding Fathers were as bitterly divided among themselves as our political classes are today. Robert Yates, and John Lansing Jr., two of three New York delegates to the Constitutional Convention (Hamilton being the third), opposed almost every change suggested in the Articles of Confederation. Both left Philadelphia in a huff. Fifty-five men convened that summer. Only 39 agreed to support the final blueprint that became our Constitution.

Reacting to the departure of Yates and Lansing, Washington wrote Hamilton to complain about “narrow-minded politicians…under the influence of local views.” Such men would block “a strong and energetic government” out of naked self-interest. Then they’d claim to have done so in the name of liberty.

Fundamental disagreements divided delegates at the Convention. Franklin argued that members of the executive branch in the new government should serve without pay. Then only “civic-minded” individuals would run for office. Early on, a proposal was put forward to limit the president to a single seven-year term in office—meaning Donald J. Trump would be serving till 2024. This proposal was voted on and adopted. It was not until much later that delegates reconsidered and opted for four-year terms. And we know they failed to set a limit to how many terms a president could serve. They weren’t prescient, any more than George W. Bush or Barrack Obama in our time.

If anything, politically-charged violence was more common in their era. A July 4, 1788 clash between supporters and opponents of ratification of the Constitution left one dead and eighteen injured. An opponent of the new government and a foe of an overly-powerful government it created (in his opinion), called it “a monster with open mouth and monstrous teeth ready to devour all before it.”

Supporters of the new Constitution honor Hamilton's efforts in winning ratification.

Following ratification, as all history teachers know, the new government struggled with debt left from the Revolutionary War. The Founding Fathers might have feared “factions” in politics but factions quickly coalesced into parties, whether they liked it or not. A sharp divide developed during debate about how to handle the debt. Politicians on both sides accused rivals of nefarious motives. Jefferson believed Hamilton and his minions wished to create a perpetual national debt, “because they find it an engine for the corrupting the legislature.”

If there was debt, taxes would need to be levied to pay for it. Newspapers for Jefferson’s faction—soon to be known as the Democratic-Republicans—complained loudly about the tax placed on whiskey. “The government of the United States,” said one angry editor, “in all things wishing to imitate the corrupt principles of the court of Great Britain, has commenced the disgraceful career by an excise law.”

Tax agents tasked with collecting the duty ran into serious problems in western Pennsylvania, where farmers turned corn into alcohol to ship east for sale and make a living. “They drew a knife on him,” a reporter said of one unlucky tax collector, “threatened to scalp him, tar and feather him, and finally to reduce his house and property to ashes” if he did not agree to cease enforcing the hated tax.

Bone-deep political distrust was common even then. The Democratic-Republican press warned that Hamilton was plotting to make the Duke of Kent, fourth son of George III, the first king of the United States. Even George Washington sometimes faced blistering criticism. The newspaper editor, Benjamin Franklin Bache, lambasted him for failing to side with France against England. “The world,” said Bache of the president, “will be puzzled to decide whether you are an apostate or an imposter, whether you have abandoned good principles or whether you ever had any.” Washington complained in his Farewell Address (but had these lines excised by Hamilton) about newspapers filled “with all the invective that disappointment, ignorance of facts, and malicious falsehoods could invent to misrepresent my politics.”

Another critical question facing the Founding Fathers was how to respond in the face of the French Revolution. John Adams, who was not supportive of the revolutionaries, feared pro-French mobs might attack his home, family and friends. To be safe he ordered a cache of arms and ammunition delivered to his house through back lanes. In one unpublished essay, Hamilton wrote of “wily hypocrites,” and “crafty and abandoned imposters” who filled the pro-French camp.

Certainly, the Founding Fathers were not timid about turning to invective. Adams described Hamilton as “the most restless, impatient, artful, indefatigable and unprincipled intriguer in the United States.” Hamilton slammed Jefferson. Beware, he told a friend, the machinations of the master of Monticello, “the criminal, the ignoble aim of so seditious, so prostitute a character.” Burr described Monroe as, “Naturally dull and stupid, extremely illiterate; indecisive to a degree that would be incredible to one who did not know him.” Abigail Adams (Founding Mother!) chimed in, offering this assessment of Hamilton for her husband’s pleasure. “Oh, I have read his heart in his wicked eyes. The very devil is in them.” At news of a possible duel involving his father—one not fought—Hamilton’s son later wrote that opposition politicians having wine at dinner, toasted, “A speedy immortality to Hamilton.”

As always, greed was a problem. “My soul arises indignant at the avaricious and immoral turpitude which so vile a conduct displays,” James Madison wrote, describing speculators in government bonds. Jefferson warned against crooks in Congress. Even “in this, the birth of our government, some members were found sordid enough to bend their duty to their interests and to look after personal rather than public good.” President John Adams referred to bankers as “swindlers and thieves” and warned that Hamilton had introduced the “gangrene of avarice” into government. Jefferson described the business of high finance in that era as “an infinity of successive felonious larcenies.”

The same kind of personal attacks we see launched today were to be seen in the early days of our Republic. In private, Adams often referred to Hamilton, whose birth was illegitimate, as a “Creole bastard.” He gave credence to a rumor that Hamilton “never wrote or spoke at the bar or elsewhere in public without a bit of opium in his mouth.” Hamilton complained of Adams’s “disgusting egotism” and “distempered jealousy.” Adams labeled Washington “Old Muttonhead,” faulting his intelligence. The poor man “could not write a sentence without misspelling some word,” Adams complained. Washington was “but very superficially read in the history of any age, nation, or country.” As for Franklin, Adams was shocked by his peer’s licentiousness. As for Ben, he had doubts about Adams. “He means well for his country,” Franklin wrote, “is always an honest man, often a wise one, but sometimes, and in some things, absolutely out of his senses.”

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Bitter policy disagreements are nothing new and one Founding Father was often at the throat of another. When Washington threw his support behind the unpopular Jay’s Treaty, the House of Representatives tried to interfere with his ability to conduct foreign policy. First, James Madison, then a member of the House of Representatives, argued that since the treaty touched on commerce between Britain and the United States, the House should vote on ratification. When that plan failed, he suggested the House refuse to appropriate money to implement the agreement. His suggestion—which might have circumscribed the power of not just Washington but all future presidents—was only narrowly defeated by a 51-48 vote.

Feelings were so bitter in regard to Jay’s Treaty that feared opponents might follow the example of the French Revolution, set up guillotines in New York City, and lead supporters of the treaty to their doom. On one occasion, when he attempted to speak to an anti-treaty crowd, Hamilton was greeted by a barrage of stones. After one struck him in the forehead, an ally complained that foes of ratification had endeavored “to knock out Hamilton’s brains to reduce him to an equality with themselves.”

The Founding Fathers were neither sages nor saints. Indeed, they were just as prone to compromise their principles as our leaders today. One particular facet of Jay’s Treaty angered Southern lawmakers. The British were not obligated to pay “damages” for the thousands of slaves they helped escape during the Revolution. Hamilton, who was fiercely opposed to slavery, considered the idea that the U.S. government should consider requiring payment “odious and immoral.”

Nothing ever seems to change. Who among us now will ever forget that moment in debate when Hillary Clinton and Donald J. Trump took turns accusing each other of being Putin’s puppet?

The Aurora, a newspaper supporting the party of Jefferson, intimated that Washington was a “puppet” controlled by Hamilton. As for Hamilton, the editor of the Aurora claimed the Secretary of the Treasury had lived a life “spent in wickedness and which must terminate in shame and dishonor.”

Noah Webster, of eventual dictionary fame, labeled Hamilton “the evil genius of this country.”

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Even worse turmoil followed after Congress passed the Alien and Sedition Acts. The Alien Act was aimed at diluting the impact immigrants had in American politics. Most immigrants supported the Democrat-Republicans. So Federalists set out to limit their numbers coming into the country and extend the period required to become a citizen to fourteen years. America, one Federalist leader insisted, should no longer “wish to invite hordes of wild Irishmen, nor the turbulent and disorderly parts of the world, to come here with a view to disturb our tranquility after having succeeded in the overthrow of their own governments.” Hamilton was equally blunt. “My opinion is that the mass [of aliens] ought to be obliged to leave the country.”

Of all the laws ever passed by Congress, the Sedition Act stands as one of the worst. And it was the work of several of the Founding Fathers we are supposed to revere. Once it was made law, it was illegal to speak or publish “any false, scandalous, or malicious” words or articles against the President or members of Congress “with the intent to defame…or to bring them…into contempt or disrepute.” Fines could range as high as $2,000, at that time equal to almost four years of pay for average worker. Conviction could mean two years in jail.

Whatever the flaws of our current leaders, we seem to have moved beyond such crude devices for silencing dissent as the Sedition Act. Ann Greenleaf, who edited her husband’s newspaper after he died, was prosecuted for saying “the federal government was corrupt and inimical to the preservation of liberty.” Greenleaf avoided jail time. Her editor did not. He paid a fine of $100 and spent four months behind bars. A second editor spent eighteen months in prison for suggesting that the government was operating in the interests of the wealthy, at the expense of ordinary citizens. A third newspaper man got into trouble after suggesting that President John Adams had a fat butt. James T. Callender, whose newspaper was also unfriendly to Adams, said of the second president: “The reign of Mr. Adams has been one continued tempest of malignant passions.” Callender spent nine months in prison for his trouble.

There are those who believe the Founding Fathers had a purity we now lack. Politics has never been pure. In January 1798, for example, an argument between Matthew Lyon of the Democratic-Republican Party and Roger Griswold of the Federalist Party descended into mayhem. On the floor of Congress, Lyon taunted Griswold for cowardice during the Revolution. To accentuate his point, he spat in Girswold’s face. Griswold responded by pounding his foe with a hickory cane. Lyon countered by battering Griswold with fire tongs. As Chernow writes, the two lawmakers ended up “fighting on the floor like common ruffians.”

On another occasion a Federalist pounced upon a Republican as his political foe was walking down a public street and beat his victim with a cane. For good measure, he gave the man’s nose a twist—a preferred insult of that period. The subject of the attack recovered, challenged his assailant to a duel, and shot him dead.

Duels were far more common than most of us remember. Aaron Burr faced off against a man named John B. Church, again a result of heated rhetoric. Burr missed completely with his shot. Church clipped a button off Burr’s coat; but the affair of “honor” ended without bloodshed.


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As the presidential election of 1800 approached—and it seemed clear a transfer of power was imminent—Federalists despaired. One party leader grumbled privately about President Adams’ “studied neglect and naked contempt” for the advice of his cabinet. Adams’ age, he added, had “enfeebled his mental faculties.” Oliver Wolcott, Jr., a member of that very cabinet, attacked the president behind his back. “We know the temper of his mind to be…violent and vindictive….The people believe the president is crazy.” Hamilton tore into Adams, as well. “The man is more mad than I ever thought,” he told a friend, “and I shall soon be led to say as wicked as he is mad.” A Delaware Congressman described Adams as one “liable to gusts of passion little short of frenzy, which drive him beyond the control of any rational reflection. I speak of what I have seen. At such moments the interest of those who support him or the interest of the nation would be outweighed by a single impulse of rage.”

Adams was so disgusted by what he saw as the disloyalty of his own political party that he eventually fled Washington for his home in Quincy, Massachusetts. There he remained for seven months. One South Carolina Federalist told friends that on the way north he hoped the president’s horse would run away with him and Adams would break his neck.

As Election Day approached wild rumors circulated. There were stories that Adams had gone insane. Many feared civil war if the Democratic-Republican Party took power. A Federalist was heard to groan “that a civil war would be preferable to having Jefferson.” Hamilton warned that the Virginian was “an atheist in religion and a fanatic in politics.” Clergymen predicted that if Thomas Jefferson took office he would force Christians to hide their Bibles. John Quincy Adams, who later joined the party of Jefferson, said of the winner in 1800, that Jefferson had been “pimping to the popular passions” in a bid to unseat his father. Hamilton feared that an “influx of foreigners” would “change and corrupt the national spirit.” In the end he claimed immigrant votes propelled the Democrat-Republican Party to victory.

When a flaw in the Electoral College system left Burr and Jefferson tied with 73 votes each, it appeared the crafty Burr might steal the top office. The future of the United States hung in an uneasy balance. Many clergymen expressed a willingness to overlook Burr’s lack of morals rather than confront Thomas Jefferson’s “atheism.” Hamilton, no fan of Jefferson, was opposed. “The appointment of Burr would disgrace our country abroad,” he warned. Burr, he told friends, “is sanguine enough to hope everything, daring enough to attempt everything, wicked enough to scruple nothing” and prone to play upon “the floating passions of the multitude.”

In the end, of course, Jefferson prevailed. Adams boycotted his successor’s inauguration in a fit of pique, leaving town early that morning.

“The golden age is past,” Abigail Adams mourned. “God grant that it may not be succeeded by an age of terror.”

In his first Inaugural Address, President Jefferson tried to bridge the bitter political divide. “We have called by different names brethren of the same principle. We are all Republicans, we are all Federalists,” he said magnanimously.

In private, however, he promised a friend he would “sink federalism into an abyss from which there shall be no resurrection.”

On the other side, William Coleman, a Federalist editor, sent the president an angry letter. He accused Jefferson of pulling down a house of virtues and replacing it with “a foul and filthy temple consecrated to atheism and lewdness.”

Lewdness indeed!

James T. Callender, who had previously supported Jefferson and gone to jail after attacking Adams, now switched sides. On September 1, 1802, he broke the following story in his Richmond, Virginia newspaper:

It is well known that the man whom it delighteth the people to honor, keeps and for many years has kept, as his concubine, one of his slaves. Her name is Sally…By this wench Sally, our President has had several children. There is not an individual in the neighborhood of Charlottesville who does not believe the story, and not a few who know it…The African Venus is said to officiate as housekeeper at Monticello.

Callendar labeled her as “Dusky Sally,” and said her son Tom, “yellow Tom,” bore a striking resemblance to the president. (By the time he finished his two terms in office, President Jefferson would be complaining about the newspapers’ “abandoned prostitution to falsehood.”)

Callender, like so many of us, then and now, was battling his own demons. After a night of heavy drinking, in the summer of 1803, his body was found bobbing in three feet of water in the James River.

Fortunately, the Sedition Acts soon fell out of favor. Jefferson did prosecute two Federalist editors, however. Harry Croswell, of New York, ran a paper whose banner bore the motto: “To lash the rascals naked through the world.” When Croswell attacked the Democratic-Republicans in print he was arrested. A jury found him guilty, after a judge instructed them to adhere to the old standard of libel—that it was libel if statements made against a plaintiff were defamatory.

Hamilton, by now returned to private life, served as Croswell’s attorney. If statements were true, he argued, they could not be defamatory. When the jury convicted Croswell, despite this plea, Hamilton decided to appeal the ruling. “The liberty of the press consists, in my idea, in publishing the truth from good motives and or justifiable ends, though it reflect on the government, on magistrates, or individuals,” Hamilton insisted. “Its being a truth is reason to infer that there was no design to injure another.”

“I never did think the truth was a crime,” he added. “I am glad the day is come in which it is to be decided, for my soul has ever abhorred the thought that a free man dared not speak the truth.”

It was, Hamilton pointed out rightly, the primary job of newspapers to hold the powerful to account. “To watch the progress of such endeavours [i.e. the actions of our leaders] is the office of the free press. To give us early alarm and put us on our guard against the encroachments of power. This then is a right of the utmost importance, one for which, instead of yielding it up, we ought rather to spill our blood.”

On appeal, the appeals court split 2-2. Croswell was denied a second trial. In the end, he was never sentenced for his crimes. In April 1805 the State of New York passed a libel law that incorporated Hamilton’s idea. The truth, lawmakers now agreed, was protected under the First Amendment.

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Today, we may feel that America has never been more politically divided. Our ancestors in the time of the Founding Fathers would surely disagree. It was a Republican editor, James Cheetham, after all, who goaded Hamilton and Burr into a duel. Cheetham wrote that Hamilton had privately accused Burr of heinous misdeeds.

Cheetham also claimed to have a list of “upwards of twenty women of ill fame with whom [Burr] has been connected.” He had another list of married women Burr had managed to bed. And he had a third list of “chaste and respectable ladies whom he has attempted to seduce.” Even worse, in those days of rampant racial prejudice, Cheetham accused Burr of holding a “nigger ball” at his estate, dancing with a voluptuous black woman, and sleeping with her too.

Burr blamed Hamilton for these attacks and challenged him to a fight. Late in life, Hamilton had become a devoted Christian. He could not kill Burr, in good conscience, he said. When the duel did play out, it is believed he meant to fire his pistol in the air, rather than shoot to kill. Burr had no such compunctions and struck his opponent down. Badly wounded, Hamilton was carried home by friends. As death approached, he remained calm. “I have a tender reliance on the mercy of the Almighty, through the merits of the Lord Jesus Christ,” he told his doctor and family.

Near the end, with the fate of the United States still foremost in mind, he muttered, “If they break this union, they will break my heart.”

In his final letter he told his wife Eliza,

With my last idea, I shall cherish the sweet hope of meeting you in a better world.    
Adieu best of wives and best of women. Embrace all my darling children for me.

Ever yours,
A H




Burr prevailed on the dueling ground but fled south to avoid prosecution. He was indicted for murder in New Jersey, but presided over the U.S. Senate when it opened on November 4, 1804. He later headed to Europe where he traveled widely and continued to seduce various women.

He returned to the States in 1812. That summer his only grandchild died. His only child, Theodosia, sailed from her home in South Carolina soon after. She vanished at age 29, the victim of storm or pirates. Burr described himself at the time as “severed from the human race.” He became a famous recluse. In 1833, at age 77, however, he married Eliza Jumel, 58, a fabulously rich widow. She herself had been a courtesan and had borne an illegitimate son before marrying a rich wine merchant, Stephen Jumel. Burr now set about spending all her money. Within a year she filed for divorce.

On what grounds: Adultery!