3 i 3 - - bfcj c- & COPYRIGHT 1391. BY M. P. KICE ABRAHAM LINCOLN IN 1864 a>tu&i? to Character BY ALONZO ROTHSCHILD n BOSTON AND NEW YORK HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY Cljc 41605 MORRISON,^ COPYRIGHT, 1906, BY ALONZO ROTHSCHILD ALL RIGHTS RESERVED iurrsibr rr CAMUKIIX.E . MASSACHUSETTS 1'KINTEU IN TUB U.S.A. TO THE MEMORY OP MY FATHER JOHN ROTHSCHILD ONE OF THE PLAIN PEOPLE WHO BELIEVED IN LINCOLN THIS BOOK IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED 430119 PUBLISHEKS' NOTE THE steadily increasing demand for a popular-priced edition of Alonzo Rothschild's LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN has led the publishers to issue it in this new and condensed format. The elaborate, scholarly appar- atus of bibliography, copious supplementary notes, and in- dex which occupied a considerable amount of space in the original issue has been omitted. In all other respects, how- ever, the text of this edition is complete and unabridged. CONTENTS I. A SAMSON OF THE BACKWOODS 1 II. LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 34 III. GIANTS, BIG AND LITTLE 79 IV. THE POWER BEHIND THE THRONE .... 121 V. AN INDISPENSABLE MAN 157 VI. THE CURBING OF STANTON 223 VII. How THE PATHFINDER LOST THE TRAIL . . 289 VIII. THE YOUNG NAPOLEON . 327 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN CHAPTER I A SAMSON OF THE BACKWpOT'i- THE spirit of mastery moved Abraham IV'ricola t an early age how early, history and tradition are' not' agreed. Scantily supported stories of boyish control over his schoolmates, supplemented by more fully authenti- cated narratives of his youthful prowess, leave no doubt, however, that his power came to him before the period at which some of his biographers are pleased to take up the detailed account of his life. Trivial as the records of these callow triumphs may seem, they are essential to an understanding of the successive steps by which this man mounted from obscurity to the government of a great people. If, as has been asserted by an eminent educator, the experiences and instructions of the first seven years of a person's life do more to mold and determine his charac- ter than all subsequent training, the history of Lincoln's development, like that of most great men, lacks an im- portant chapter ; for the scraps about this period of his childhood that have been preserved yield but a meagre story. A ne'er-do-well father, destined to drift from one badly tilled patch of land to another, a gentle mother, who is said to have known refinements foreign to the cheerless Kentucky cabin, 1 a sparsely settled community of " poor whites," two brief snatches of A B C schooling under itinerant masters, stinted living, a few chores, still fewer pastimes, and all is said. Not quite all, for tho a LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN playmates of that childhood have, in their old age, recalled a few incidents that are not without interest. One of these anecdotes belongs here. It reveals "a mere spindle of a boy," as one old gentleman 2 describes the little Abraham, giving a good account of himself in possibly his first impact with opposing strength. The lads of the neighborhood, so runs the story, were sent after school hours to the mill with corn to be ground. While awaiting their turn, they passed the time, as at the noon : recesses, AV.itlr'.roiies and fights. In these Lincoln did ; ntft partlcipaie. ' ... . ' V Re '.was," says .Major Alexander Sympson, who tells 'the" tale, ft lhe shyest, most reticent, most uncouth and awkward-appearing, homeliest and worse dressed of any in the entire crowd." So superlatively wretched a butt could not hope to look on long unmolested. He was attacked one day, as he stood near a tree, by a larger boy with others at his back. " But," said the major, " the very acme of astonishment was experienced by the eagerly expectant crowd. For Lincoln soundly thrashed the first, second, and third boy, in succession ; and then, placed his back against the tree, defied the whole crowd, and taunted them with cowardice." We may fancy this juvenile Fitz- James shouting : " Come one, come all ! this tree shall fly From its firm base as soon as I." Yet who shall say whether in the other little boys' dis- colored eyes " Respect was mingled with surprise, And the stern joy which warriors feel In foemen worthy of their steel " ? The veracious historian has nothing to offer under this head ; but he assures us, which is perhaps more to the point, that the hero of the scene " was disturbed no more, then or thereafter." 3 Abraham was in his eighth year when the Lincoln family migrated from its rude surroundings on Knob A SAMSON OF THE BACKWOODS 3 Creek to a still ruder frontier settlement in southern Indiana. 4 Here the boy grew to manhood under the crass conditions at that time peculiar to the New West. Fron- tier life with its toil, its hardships, and its ever recur- ring physical problems furnished, no doubt, certain of the elements which were some day to be combined in his much-extolled strength of character. What is not so easily accounted for, is the eagerness of easy-going Tom Lincoln's son to lead his fellows, in school and out, on that uninspiring dead level called Pigeon Creek. The settlers were, in the main, coarse-grained and illiterate ; for education was an exotic that, naturally enough, did not thrive in the lower fringe of the Indiana wilderness. "There were some schools so called," wrote Mr. Lincoln many years later, " but no qualification was ever required of a teacher beyond ' readin', writin', and cipherin' ' to the Rule of Three. If a straggler, supposed to understand Latin, happened to sojourn in the neighborhood, he was looked upon as a wizard. There was absolutely nothing to excite ambition for education." 5 Nothing, indeed, un- less we accept Mr. Emerson's theory of life as a search after power, an element with which the world is so satu- rated to the remotest chink or crevice, that no honest seek- ing for it goes unrewarded. How honestly Abraham at this time pursued the search, and with what success, may be learned from the early companions upon whom his strenuous efforts to learn " by littles," as he himself once quaintly expressed it, 8 left a lasting impression. They supply glimpses of him snatching a few minutes for reading while the plow-horses rested at the end of a row, trying his hand at odd hours on the composition of " pieces " like those in the newspapers, poring at night over his books in the uncertain light of the logs, and cov- ering the blade of the wooden fire-shovel, in lieu of a slate, with examples, which were laboriously scraped off by means of a drawing-knife after they had been trans- ferred to his carefully economized exercise-book. 7 4 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN Such industry could not, even in a backwoods " chink or crevice," fail of its reward. The twelve months of spo- radic schooling 8 that stretched between Abraham's sev- enth and seventeenth years yielded many small triumphs. " He was always at the head of his class," writes Nathaniel Grigsby, "and passed us rapidly in his studies." 1 As spelling was the most popular branch, he made himself so proficient in it as to become the acknowledged leader of the school. In fact, the whole country is said to have gone down before him in spelling-matches, the side upon which he happened to stand holding a guaranty of victory. Hence he was not infrequently, like the old medal winners at the art exhibitions, ruled out of the contest. Becoming by dint of practice, moreover, the best penman in the place, he was often called upon to write the letters of his untutored neighbors ; and his younger schoolfellows, in their admiration of his penmanship, also paid tribute to his skill by asking him to set them copies. 10 One man recalled, many years later, this text, which, among others, Lincoln had written for him : " Good boys who to their hooks apply Will all be great men by and by." The writer of the couplet, it may be added, applied him- self so eagerly to his own books, and to those that he managed to borrow, as to increase betimes his modicum of importance. 11 "He was the learned boy among us un- learned folks," says a lady whose girlish ignorance he, on more than one occasion, sought to enlighten. 12 Nor was she the only schoolmate upon whom he impressed this supe- riority. " Abe beat all his masters," says another, " and it was no use for him to try to learn any more from them." 1S While still another testifies : " When he appeared in com- pany, the boys would gather and cluster around him to hear him talk. . . . Mr. Lincoln was figurative in his speeches, talks, and conversations. He argued much from analogy, and explained things hard for us to understand, by stories, maxims, tales, and figures. He would almost A SAMSON OF THE BACKWOODS 5 always point his lesson or idea by some story that was plain and near to us, that we might instantly see the force and bearing of what he said." M Keference is here made, no doubt, to some of the accomplishments that Abraham owed to no school ; but which he employed, none the less, in these youthful attempts at scholastic leadership. The taste for stump speeches that prevailed in the Pigeon Creek region, as in other western communities, offered an early incentive to Lincoln's ambition. As a boy, he gathered his playmates about him and repeated with droll mimicry what he could remember of some sermon that he had recently heard ; or improvised his own discourse, if some transgression on the part of one of his auditors hap., pened to suggest a subject. The topics to which he devoted his eloquence, as he grew older, were naturally based upon the political controversies of the day. So clever did he be- come at these " speeches " that he lost no opportunity for winning applause with them when an appreciative audience was at hand. Then, not even the ordinary considerations of time and place restrained his enthusiasm. "When it was announced that Abe had taken the stump in the har- vest-field, there was an end of work," records Mr. Lamon. " The hands flocked around him, and listened to his curi- ous speeches with infinite delight. ' The sight of such a thing amused us all,' says Mrs. Lincoln, though she admits that her husband was compelled to break it up with the strong hand ; and poor Abe was many times dragged from the platform, and hustled off to his work in no gentle man- ner." 15 But after working-hours, he met with no such check in the nearby village store at Gentryville, where he entertained the admiring loungers until midnight with arguments, stories, jokes, and coarse rhymes. 18 The qualities, moreover, that made him the oracle of the gro- cery won for him undisputed preeminence at the prim- itive social gatherings of the neighborhood. His arrival was the signal for the festivities to begin, and his lead, as 6 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN the chronicles indicate, was maintained with a sure hand, to the end. It is not to be assumed that Abraham was generally considered a prodigy by the people among whom he grew to manhood, or that he himself was at all times conscious of his steady trend toward leadership in these small affairs of his daily life. The few incidents strung together here have a significance to the student of history that they could not have had for the rude settlers who saw them in unrelated parts, and unilluinined by the search-light which the halo of the great man's later career casts back over his humble beginnings. Yet there can be no doubt that the superiority of " the learned boy " was recognized by many of his associates. His second-mother for why apply to this sterling woman a title that would ill describe her ? had a confidence in his powers which she influenced her husband, not without difficulty, to share. 17 Thomas Lin- coln, like some of his relatives and neighbors, was inclined to regard as lazy this son who preferred a book to a spade. And speaking of Abraham many years later, cousin Dennis Hanks, one of the companions of his boyhood, said : " Lincoln was lazy, a very lazy man. He was always reading, scribbling, writing, ciphering, writing poetry and the like." 18 To which neighbor John Romine, whose recollections had also somehow escaped becoming steeped in the in- cense of hero-worship, adds : " He worked for me, but was always reading and think- ing. I used to get mad at him for it. I say he was awfully lazy. He would laugh and talk crack his jokes and tell stories all the time ; did n't love work half as much as his pay. He said to me one day that his father taught him to work, but he never taught him to love it." 19 None of these persons understood the boy, but it is not at all clear that the boy understood himself. With Abra- ham's desires to excel his schoolfellows were mingled vague dreams of larger competitions, that carried him, in fancy, A SAMSON OF THE BACKWOODS 7 far beyond the narrow horizon of his chinks and crevices, into the broad world beyond. There, like his favorite hero, Parson Weems's impossible Washington, he hoped to achieve greatness. 20 Indeed, when Mrs. Josiah Crawford, who took a motherly interest in the lad, reproved him for teasing the girls in her kitchen, and asked him what he supposed would become of him, he promptly answered, " I '11 be President." This prediction, so common in the mouths of American boys, whose eyes are fixed early upon the first place in the nation, is said to have been repeated by him, from time to time, whether seriously, some of his biographers are inclined to doubt. 21 There can be no question, however, as to the more important fact this particular boy had taken his first halting steps up the steep which leads to that eminence. The mental superiority which gave Lincoln a certain distinction in the eyes of some of the settlers among whom he spent his youth would have been regarded, even by them, with scant respect, had it not been ac- companied by what appealed to the admiration of all his neighbors alike physical preeminence. Strength of body was rated high by these frontiersmen, whose very existence depended upon the iron in their frames. Over- coming, with rugged self-reliance, the obstacles which uncompromising nature opposed to them on every side, they had hewn their homes out of the wilderness by sheer force of muscle. Somewhat of that same vigor was re- quired, after the clearings had been made and the rude shelters had been thrown up, to win day by day a sem- blance of human comfort. What wonder that these men were concerned with facts, not theories ; with the harden- ing of the sinews, not the cultivation of the brain ! No mere bookman, however witty or wise, could long have held their esteem. Their standard of excellence, though rough, had the merit of being simple so simple that the very children might grasp its full meaning. One of them certainly did. For Abraham's singular ambition to know 8 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN was not allowed to diminish his part in the more com- inon ambition to do. On the contrary, the two aspirations appear to have kept pace so evenly in him as to ree'n- force each other. What of ascendancy his alert mind alone failed to gain was easily established when the intel- lect called into play his powerful physique. The sturdy constitution that Lincoln inherited from five generations of pioneers was hardened by the toil and exposure to which, even more than most backwoods boys, he was subjected from early childhood. 22 " Abraham, though very young, was large of his age, and had an ax put into his hands at once," wrote he, referring, in that all too brief autobiography, to the time of the settlement near Little Pigeon Creek, " and from that till within his twenty-third year he was almost constantly handling that most useful instrument less, of course, in plowing and harvesting seasons." 23 The fifteen years of labor thus summarily disposed of constituted, for the most part, the physical discipline of Lincoln's life. How severe this was may be inferred from the mere mention of what was re- quired of him. As he became strong enough, he cleared openings in the forest, cut timber, split rails, chopped wood, guided the cumbrous shovel-plow, hoed corn, and pulled fodder. When the grain was ripe, he harvested it with a sickle, threshed it witli a flail, cleaned it with a sheet, and took it to the mill, where it was laboriously ground into unbolted flour with equally primitive con- trivances. Together with these tasks of seed-time and harvest, he fetched and carried, carpentered and tinkered, in short, earned his supper of corn-dodgers and his shake-down of leaves in the loft, many times over. Never- theless, when the home work was done, Thomas Lincoln, who, whatever may have been his faults, cannot justly be accused of erring on the side of indulgence, hired him out as a day laborer among the neighbors. 24 They, of course, did not spare the boy any more than did his father. No chore was deemed too mean, no job too great, for this A SAMSON OF THE BACKWOODS 9 good-natured young fellow. So that, all in all, heavy drafts must have been made upon him. 25 He met them despite his dislike for manual labor on demand, checking out freely of his strength, while unconsciously acquiring, by way of exchange, more than the equivalent in virile self-reliance ; and the perfect command over his resources, in any emergency, that later became characteristic of him, should in large measure be credited to this pioneer ac- counting. In fact, of Lincoln may be said what Fuller quaintly said of Drake, the " pains and patience in his youth knit the joints of his soul." For the more palpable returns in kind from his outlay of brawn, Abraham did not have to wait long. As early as his eleventh year began the remarkable development in physique which culminated before he had reached his seventeenth birthday. At that time, having attained his full height, within a fraction of six feet and four inches, he was, according to accepted descriptions of him, lean, large-boned, and muscular, thin through the chest, narrow across the slightly stooping shoulders, long of limb, large of hand and foot, sure of reach, and powerful of grip, the very type of the North Mississippi valley pioneer at his best. 20 The strength of the young giant, as well as his skill in applying it, easily won for him the lead among the vigorous men of this class on Pigeon Creek. They have handed down tales of his achievements that call to mind the legends with which have been adorned the histories of Samson and of Milo. Like these heroes, Lincoln is said to have performed prodigies of muscle; and still further like them, despite the skepti- cism aroused, naturally enough, by extraordinary details, he may be looked upon as having been endowed with the attributes upon which the stories essentially rest. Whether or not he performed this or that particular feat exactly as it is described, he did, beyond question, impress him- self upon the settlers as " the longest and strongest " of them all. io LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN Lincoln's employment throughout the neighborhood as a hired man afforded him abundant opportunity for the display of his powers. A certain good-humored sense of duty, no less than a never flagging ambition to excel, stimulated him to make " a clean sweep," as he once phrased it, of whatever he did. These jobs, it should be remembered, were not entirely to his taste, and he " was no hand," says one old lady, " to pitch into his work like killing snakes"; 27 yet, when he did take hold and his services were always in request he was bound to out- work his employers. One of them, who became his fast friend, asserted : " He could strike with a maul a heavier blow could sink an ax deeper into wood than any man I ever saw." M And cousin Dennis, a not too consistent Boswell, forgot, in a moment of enthusiasm, his published opinion that Abraham was "lazy, very lazy," long enough to exclaim: " My, how he would chop ! His ax would flash and bite into a sugar-tree or sycamore, and down it would come. If you heard him fellin' trees in a clearin', you would say there were three men at work by the way the xrees fell." n A stripling who handled, in that fashion, the back- woodsmen's favorite implement could not fail to command their respect ; but it was when Lincoln threw the ax aside and put forth his strength unhampered, that he com- pelled the homage so grateful to his pride. " Some of his feats " - Mr. Lamon is our authority " almost surpass belief. . . . Richardson, a neighbor, declares that he could carry a load to which the strength of ' three ordinary men ' would scarcely be equal. He saw him quietly pick up and walk away with * a chicken-house, made of poles pinned together and covered, that weighed at least six hundred, if not much more.' At another time the Richardsons were building a corn-crib. Abe was there, and, seeing three or four men preparing sticks ' upon which to carry some huge posts, he relieved them of all further trouble by shouldering the posts, single-handed, and walking away A SAMSON OF THE BACKWOODS n with them to the place where they were wanted." m The Richardson chicken-house and the posts of the corn-crib should obviously go down in story, side by side with those doors and posts of Gaza that were carried, with similar ease, on the shoulders of the Hebrew Hercules. More remarkable even than the feats that, on occa- sion, distinguished Lincoln at work, were the exploits in sport, to which the applause of the crowd quickened his sinews. 31 Not content with a mastery easily maintained over his comrades in the rough games and contests popu- lar on the frontier, he gave exhibitions of strength that established his reputation as an athlete without a peer. This preeminence he held against all comers during his youth on Pigeon Creek and his early manhood in New Salem. 32 At the latter place he seems to have reached the acme of his physical powers ; and some of his recent biographers, the limit of their credulity. Messrs. Lamon and Herndon, however, whose records of this period are the most complete, sustain each other in the story that Lincoln one day astonished the village by lifting a box of stones which weighed about a thousand pounds. 33 This, they explain, was done by means of a gearing of ropes and straps, with which he was harnessed to the box a method somewhat like that employed at the present time by the " strong men " who, for the entertainment of dime- museum spectators, raise even heavier weights. Another of Lincoln's notable performances, for the authenticity of which Mr. Herndon also vouches, grew out of the admiration with which the young giant was regarded by his companions. One of them, William G. Greene by name, was once lauding him, so the story goes, as the strongest man in Illinois, when a stranger, who happened to be present, claimed that honor for another. The dispute led to a wager in which Greene bet that his champion could lift a cask holding forty gallons of whiskey, high enough to take a drink out of the bung-hole. In the test that ensued, Lincoln with " apparent ease " and " to 12 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN the astonishment of the incredulous stranger," did as had been stipulated. " He did not," the narrator is careful to add, " stand erect and elevate the barrel, but squatted down and lifted it to his knees, rolling it over until his mouth came opposite the bung." " The bet is mine," said Greene, as the cask was replaced upon the floor ; " but that is the first dram of whiskey I ever saw you swallow, Abe." " And I have n't swallowed that, you see," replied Lin- coln, as he spurted out the liquor. 34 In this final episode of the little story is to be found a clue, if not to the source of his extraordinary vigor, at least to its continued preservation, unimpaired by the vices that have shorn so many Samsons of their strength. 35 Physique was not the only criterion of leadership among the rough-and-ready settlers of the West. Neither the strong man nor the tall man was necessarily " the best man." That title was reserved for him who, when there were no Indians to cope with, made good his claim to it against his neighbors, in the friendly wrestling-matches of common occurrence, as well as in the more serious, though happily less frequent, fights by which the back- woodsmen, remote from courts and constables, were wont to settle their disputes. Under such conditions, the most peaceable of men learn as the phrase goes to give a good account of themselves. This was probably the case with our five generations of Lincoln pathfinders ; for the strain of Quaker blood, that flowed at some distant point into their veins, had lost much, if not all, of its non- resistant quality before reaching Abraham. 38 His father, although a man of quiet disposition, had allowed no scru- ples to get between him and the adversary who aroused his slow anger. A sinewy, well-knit frame, handled with courage and agility, had marked Thomas Lincoln, in his prime, as a dangerous antagonist. " He thrashed," says the chronicle, " the monstrous bully of Breckinridge County, in three minutes, and came off without a scratch." Several other border Hectors, according to tradition, found him to be invulnerable ; and one, with whom he had a bitter quarrel, came out of a rough-and-tumble combat of teeth, as well as of fists, without his nose. 37 Moreover, it should be borne in mind that Abraham's uncle Mordecai, " fond," as we are told, in his younger days, " of playing a game of fisticuffs," had been an inveterate Indian hunter ; ffl and that the father of Mordecai and Thomas, he for whom Abraham was named, had, in the days of Daniel Boone, been killed by the savages, while taking part in the struggle for Kentucky. The scion of such stock could not, under favorable circumstances, lack the qualities that, in personal encounters, make a man formidable. In fact, these traits, when combined with the intelligence and strength that so early distinguished Abraham, rendered him, as was to be expected, almost invincible. Lincoln's advantage during this pioneer period is to be ascribed largely, but not altogether, to preponderance of size and muscle. Those abnormally long arms and legs, impelled by sinews of iron, counted, it is true, for much. On the other hand, there was little that suggested the wrestler in his lank, loosely jointed form with its thin neck, contracted chest, and insufficient weight. These defects must therefore have been offset, as indeed they were, by alertness, skill, and most important of all those inherited attributes of mastery which were summed up by the ancients in the single word, stomach. The spirit with which, as a schoolboy, Abraham was observed, in the opening scene, to defend himself against heavy odds, carried him successfully through many subsequent encounters. Whether these were in sport or in earnest, they usually left him, as one old friend expressed it, " cock of the walk." ^ Another, who presumably made frequent trials in boyhood of Abraham's powers, said r " I was ten years older, but I could n't rassle him down. His legs was too long for me to throw him. He would fling one foot upon my shoulder and make me swing i 4 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN corners swift." * Still others bore witness to his pugilis- tic triumphs; and Mr. Lincoln himself found pleasure in recalling his chaplet of wild olives many years later even after the ballots of a nation had been woven into his ripest laurels. " All I had to do," said he, " was to extend one arm to a man's shoulder, and, with weight of body and strength of arms, give him a trip that gener- ally sent him sprawling on the ground, which would so astonish him as to give him a quietus." 41 Such victo- ries had carried his fame, by the time he had reached his nineteenth year, throughout the Pigeon Creek clear- ings and beyoud, so that none of the Hoosiers who knew him or who knew of him were willing if the record may be trusted to hazard at once their bones and their reputations, in unequal combat against so redoubtable a champion. Debarred from the wrestling-ring as he had been ex- cluded from the spelling-match, and for the same flatter- ing reason, our Crichton of the backwoods wore his honors as soberly as could be expected. He appears, notwithstand- ing the coarse, unrestrained manners of the people about him, to have misapplied his superiority in comparatively few instances. These cases, such as they are, should, nevertheless, not be overlooked, however much the men- tion of them may offend the sensitive piety of the hero- worshipers. They need a reminder, now and then, do these worthy people, that their idol, when in the flesh, stood, like other human creatures, on the earth. If their image of him, therefore, is to be faithful, its head may be reared to the clouds in all the glory of fine gold, so they see to it that the feet are of clay. What of sludge lies hidden at the bottom of the character usually rises, when agitated by passion, to the surface. As this is observed in the case of ripened manhood, how much more is it to be looked for during those hobbledehoy days that, lying between youth and maturity, partake at times of the nature of both the mischievousness of the boy together A SAMSON OF THE BACKWOODS 15 with the pride of the man. It was at such a period that Abraham's resentment toward those against whom he had grievances, real or fancied, sometimes found vent. His weapons, in this respect at least, like those of the versatile young Scot, might have been physical or intellectual, at will ; for, among other accomplishments, he had attained a certain facility at the scribbling, in prose and in doggerel verse, of the coarsest of satires. These, thanks to their wit no less than to their audacity, are said to have left deeper and more enduring hurts than even his fists could have inflicted. Hence the few persons who were so un- fortunate as to incur the satirist's anger were impaled on the nib of his goose-quill, amidst laughter which started with the grocery store loungers and did not cease until it had echoed and reechoed through the neighborhood for many a day. That some of these lampoons were indelicate, even indecent, need not be dwelt upon here. It is suffi- cient to notice that they were well adapted to their pur- pose, and that the author employed them as a means of laying low those whom he might not otherwise have over- come. The victims of these attacks did not, for obvious rea- sons, retaliate in kind. Nor might they hope, on any field, to humiliate this masterful " fellow, who could both write and fight and in both was equally skilful." One quarrel, however, waxed so hot that, by common consent, nothing would cool the fevered situation but bloodletting. And this is how it happened. Abraham's only sister had died shortly after her marriage to Aaron Grigsby. Thereupon arose between the Grigsby s and the Lin coins a feeling of ill-will, the cause of which is not clear, nor is it material now. It was important enough then to result in the exclu- sion of the tall young brother-in-law from the joint wed- ding celebration of Aaron's two brothers a memorable entertainment, full to overflowing with feasting, dancing, and merry-making. Such a frolic was not to be had every day, and Abraham's regret that he was not present to 1 6 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN lead the fun, as was his wont, must have been keen. The slight rexed him even more than did the disap- pointment, for the Grigsbys constituted "the leading family " in the community. To punish them, he forthwith wrote The First Chronicles of Reuben, a narration in mock-scriptural phrase, of an indelicate prank that is said to have been played upon the young wedded couples, at his instigation. 42 The public ridicule which this brought down upon the family failed to appease the satirist's wounded self-love ; and he followed it, in rhyme, with an onslaught even more stinging. The outraged honor of the Grigsbys demanded satisfaction according to the Pigeon Creek code ; so the eldest son, William, throwing discre- tion to the winds, issued a challenge for a fight, which their tormentor readily accepted. When the combatants were about to enter the ring, Abraham chivalrously announced that as his antagonist was confessedly his inferior in every respect, he would forego the pleasure of thrashing him, and would let his step-brother, John, do battle in his stead. This offer, having, together with other magnanimous declarations, been applauded by the spectators, was accepted by Grigsby. The fight then began ; but alas ! for Abraham's good resolutions. They were not proof against his cham- pion's defeat. By a singular coincidence, moreover, Lin- coln's biographers, as well as he, deviate just a trifle, at this point, from the straight course ; that is to say, all of them save Mr. Lamon, who sticks to his text, and, in the face of popular disapproval, describes the unworthy scene which ensued. "John started out with fine pluck and spirit," says he, "but in a little while Billy got in some clever hits, and Abe began to exhibit symptoms of great uneasiness. Another pass or two, and John flagged quite decidedly, and it became evident that Abe was anxiously casting about for some pretext to break the ring. At length, when John was fairly down and Billy on top, and all the spectators cheering, swearing, and pressing A SAMSON OF THE BACKWOODS 17 up to the very edge of the ring, Abe cried out that Bill Boland showed foul play, and, bursting out of the crowd, seized Grigsby by the heels, and flung him off. Having righted John and cleared the battle-ground of all oppo- nents, he swung a whiskey bottle over his head, and swore that he was ' the big buck of the lick.' It seems that nobody of the Grigsby faction, not one in that large assem- bly of bullies, cared to encounter the sweep of Abe's tre- mendously long and muscular arms, and so he remained master of ' the lick.' He was not content, however, with a naked triumph, but vaunted himself in the most offen- sive manner. He singled out the victorious but cheated Billy and, making sundry hostile demonstrations, declared that he could whip him then and there. Billy meekly said he did not doubt that, but that if Abe would make things even between them by fighting with pistols, he would not be slow to grant him a meeting. But Abe replied that he was not going to fool away his life on a single shot ; and so Billy was fain to put up with the poor satisfaction he had already received." 43 The question naturally suggested, as to whether Abraham was justified in his behavior, may be disregarded here. Not so, the account of the incident itself, which, irrespective of ethics or good taste, is essential to an understanding of what may be termed the aggressive side of his character, during these formative days. Equally significant, though not so discreditable as the Grigsby broil, was an encounter in which young Lincoln figured not long after this. It brings us to his river life, with the novel responsibilities and dangers that must have entered how much or how little no one can say into the making of the master. Like so many native Kentuck- ians, he evinced, while still a boy, an aptitude for the management of a boat among the uncertain currents of the Ohio. This made him particularly useful to James Taylor, the ferry-keeper at the mouth of Anderson's Creek, to whom he was hired in his seventeenth year ; but, what 18 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN was of greater importance, it secured to him, three years later, his first voyage down the Mississippi. 44 A trading expedition to the towns on the banks of the river as far as New Orleans was projected, after the manner of the times, by James Gentry, the storekeeper in Gentryville, near by. His son, Allen, was placed in charge of a flat- boat, with a cargo of produce, and Lincoln was hired to accompany him as bow-hand. 45 The trip was, so far as is known, prosperous and un- eventful, until the voyagers tied up, one night, at the plantation of Madame Duchesne, a few miles below Baton Rouge. A gang of her slaves, seven in number, thinking, no doubt, that to rob and perhaps to murder the two boys while they slept would be a simple affair, boarded the boat. Their shuffling footsteps aroused Allen, who, to frighten them off, shouted, " Bring the guns, Lincoln 1 Shoot them ! " The big bow-hand responded promptly, but, for reasons that we need not stop to explain, he brought no guns. He did bring what must have been very like a grievous crab-tree cudgel, with which, after the fashion of the giant in the allegory, he laid about him so impartially that those of the negroes who were not tumbled overboard took to their heels. As they fled, he carried the war into Africa, pursuing them, with Gentry, in the darkness for some distance. Then, bleed- ing but triumphant, the boys hastened back, and to avoid a return of the enemy in force, they speedily, as Mr. Lin- coln himself once, in nautical phraseology, expressed it, " cut cable, weighed anchor, and left." This was the first occasion on which the negro question brought itself to his attention forcibly. It may be said to have left its impres- sion in more ways than one. For, many years afterward, he showed his friends the scar on his forehead from a wound received in the fracas ; and still later, when he briefly put before a nation the important incidents of his life, a place was found for that midnight victory over brute strength and superior numbers. 48 A SAMSON OF THE BACKWOODS 19 During the ensuing few years, the young boatman must have kept his laurels green. At least, he did not, even in the first absorbing struggles of life on his own account, suffer them to wither. His reputation as a wrestler appears to have preceded him to Thomas Lincoln's last home, in Coles County, Illinois, when Abraham, after his second flat-boat voyage down the Mississippi in the summer of 1831, came there on a brief visit. The arri- val of so noted a wrestler called for action on the part of Daniel Needham, the local champion. This worthy lost no time in issuing a challenge, which the newcomer as promptly accepted. In the public contest that ensued, the boatman grassed his opponent twice with such ease as to arouse the latter's anger and the delight of the spectators. "Lincoln," he shouted, "you have thrown me twice, but you can't whip me! " " Needham," was the answer, " are you satisfied that I can throw you? If you are not, and must be convinced through a thrashing, I will do that too, for your sake." Upon second thought, the defeated bully, who had no doubt expected to overawe his antagonist with the threat of a fight, concluded that he was " satisfied," and his honors reverted to Lincoln. 47 Several weeks later, the young man, then in his twenty- third year, entered upon his duties as clerk of Den- ton Offutt's country store, which had just been opened at New Salem, in western Illinois. The village was in- fested by a lawless, rollicking set of rowdies from a neighboring settlement, known as " the Clary's Grove boys." Easy-going in everything save mischief, and always ready on the shortest possible notice for sport or riot, they dominated the place at an expenditure of energy that would have worked wonders had it not been mis- applied. As it was, they lived up to certain crude notions of chivalry that led them, at times, into acts of generos- ity toward the village folk ; but kindness to the stranger within their gates had no place, be it understood, in their 20 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN code. On the contrary, the desire to test a newcomer's mettle appears to have prompted conduct the reverse of kind. When their impertinent challenges to contests of various sorts were not acceptable to a stranger, he was asked to say what he would do in case another gentleman should pull his nose or otherwise make free with him. " If," says the sympathetic historian, " he did not seem entirely decided in his views as to what should properly be done in such a contingency, perhaps he would be nailed in a hogshead and rolled down New Salem hill ; perhaps his ideas would be brightened by a brief ducking in the Sangamon ; or perhaps he would be scoffed, kicked, and cuffed by a great number of persons in concert until he reached the confines of the village, and then turned adrift as being unfit company for the people of that settle- ment. If, however, the stranger consented to engage in a tussle with one of his persecutors, it was usually arranged that there should be foul play, with nameless impositions and insults, which would inevitably change the affair into a fight." These gentle ruffians had either taken the mea- sure of Offutt's tall clerk, or had accepted the standing with which rumor invested him. At all events, they made no attempt " to naturalize " him, as they termed it ; and Lincoln might have enjoyed entire immunity had it not been for the boastful tongue of his employer. Denton Offutt, a good-hearted, talkative, reckless specu- lator, of the Colonel Sellers type, regarded Lincoln as the most promising of his many investments. His ad- miration for the young fellow, whom he had previously employed as a boatman, was, unlike most of his fads, based upon experience. Indeed, he had sounded the depths of Lincoln's talents, mental as well as physical, with remarkable precision. From repeated predictions of his protege's destined greatness, Offutt usually turned to the more timely declaration that Abe could whip or throw any man in Sangamon County. Such a boast could of course not go long unchallenged in the hearing of " the A SAMSON OF THE BACKWOODS 21 Clary's Grove boys." Presently Bill Clary himself laid a wager of ten dollars with Offutt, matching against Lin- coln the biggest bruiser of the gang, Jack Armstrong by name, a sort of local Brom Bones, who is described as " a powerful twister, square built and strong as an ox." The proposed contest, in view, perhaps, of " the boys' " reputed disregard of fair play, had no charms for the new clerk. He would gladly have kept clear of it, but Offutt had committed him so far that he could not refuse without in- curring the charge of cowardice. Moreover, as the gang had looted several stores of the village, they would in all probability not have spared Offutt's for any length of time after they had ceased to respect the clerk in charge. Lincoln accordingly consented, stipulating, however, that the match was to be a friendly one and fairly conducted. All New Salem, with money, drinks, and portable property of various kinds staked on the result, gathered at the ring. The contestants were well matched. They strug- gled and strained, for some time, with seemingly equal strength and equal skill. They appear to have resembled the mighty two who wrestled before Achilles, as " with vigorous arms They clasped each other, locked like rafters framed By some wise builder for the lofty roof Of a great mansion proof against the winds. Then their backs creaked beneath the powerful strain Of their strong hands ; the sweat ran down their limbs; Large whelks upon their sides and shoulders rose, Crimson with blood. Still eagerly they strove For victory and the tripod. Yet in vain Ulysses labored to supplant his foe, And throw him to the ground, and equally Did Ajax strive in vain, for with sheer strength Ulysses foiled his efforts." But here, we grieve to say, the parallel, such as it wag, ceased. When the Homer of the prairies sings the story of the later combat, he will not, if truth as well as beauty has a claim upon him, picture his champions leaving the ii LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN field, as did the Greek heroes, with gallantly divided honors. Such a conclusion, indeed, appeared fitting to Lincoln ; for, when neither he nor the man from the Grove seemed able to prevail he said : ** Now, Jack, let 's quit. You can't throw me, and I can't throw you." Armstrong, rendered desperate by his failure and urged on by the clamor of his friends, instead of answering, hurled himself upon Lincoln to get a foul hold. The latter, enraged at the trick, seized the fellow by the throat and, putting forth all his strength, " shook him," as the chronicler tells us, "like a rag." Some of "the boys" hurried to their leader's assistance, while others rushed to Offutt and demanded the stakes. Above the tumult could be heard Lincoln's voice ordering Offutt not to pay, and declaring his willingness to fight all Clary's Grove, if necessary. He had, in fact, backed against the store to meet the gang's attack. At that moment, it might have gone hard with him against such odds, had not the leading citizen of the place interfered. Then Armstrong, having recovered breath, expressed his admiration of so much pluck and muscle, in this outburst : " Boys, Abe Lincoln is the best fellow that ever broke into this settlement I He shall be one of us." And one of them, in a sense at least, Lincoln became. His quondam opponent, like most men of his class, knew no middle ground between enmity and affection. Ever afterward, Armstrong, together with all that he had, was at Lincoln's command, and the rest of " the Clary's Grove boys " passed with their chief under the yoke." How Lincoln exercised his influence over these rou the interim, protect the frontier. Among those who reen- listed was the ex-captain from the Sangamon. He served then, and during a still later enlistment, as a private in an Independent Spy Company that was called upon to supply couriers, scouts, and skirmishers. Of his conduct in the difficult, and presumably dangerous, duties that were assigned to him, no record has been preserved, save in the few random recollections of his fellow soldiers. One of them recalls that whenever, on the march, scouts were to be sent out to examine a covert, in which an ambush might be concealed, Lincoln was the first man selected. Moreover, many of those who rode forward with him are said to have habitually found an excuse, as they neared the place, for dismounting to adjust their girths or their saddles, but "Lincoln's saddle," it is dryly added, "was always in perfect order." 13 He had probably learned, bj this unusual inversion of military rank, how to receive orders as well as he had mastered the art of giving them. At all events, he was a faithful soldier to the end. For, when he was finally mustered out of service, a few weeks before the close of the war, it was not, as had been the case with so many of the volunteers, at his own wish, but in the general disbandment necessitated by the lack of provisions. Thus ingloriously terminated Abraham Lin- coln's less than three months of soldiering, during whioh, as it happened, he caught sight of no enemy and took part in no battle. If this vexed the volunteer, he may have reflected, as he made his way back to New Salem, that it was, at least, as creditable to his courage to have saved an Indian as to have killed one. He had, moreover, engaged in sundry struggles with those who ranked above and those who ranked below him ; he had tasted the sweets of office, and had felt its responsibilities; he had, i:i short, learned many new lessons in the rudiments of leadership. The campaign, it is true, as he himself once facetiously said, does not afford material for writing him LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 45 " into a military hero " ; yet the part that he had played in it gave indications, at least, of the stuff out of which heroes, military and otherwise, are sometimes developed. The horizon of Lincoln's ambition had, even before the Black Hawk War, distinctly widened. To extend throughout the county the influence that he had attained over the village became, within a few months after he had taken his place behind Offutt's counter, one of his aspi- rations. In order to gratify it by the readiest means, he went, as the phrase goes, into politics. The road to pub- lic preferment did not then, as now, in Illinois, follow the devious windings of caucuses and conventions. 14 A straight course lay before candidates for elective offices, and as many as pleased entered the race. Each compet- itor, having merely announced that he intended to run, started off after his own fashion and made his way as best he could towards the winning post. These heats were not without rude jostlings even collisions, for the runners were many and the posts few. But what would you have, when " The grave, the gay, the fopling, and the dunce, Start up (God bless us !) statesmen all at once." This array of all the talents, moreover, usually scrambled for the same places seats in the legislature. Sublimely ignorant of existing laws many of them were, to be sure, but this ignorance, as it left the prospective law-maker somewhat untrammeled in legislating according to the wants of his constituency, was not invariably regarded as a disability. Hence, the announcement one morning that the young clerk at the grocery store had become a candi- date for the legislature was not so absurd, in the spring of 1832, as it might be to-day. Lincoln had, in fact, been "encouraged by his great popularity among his immedi- ate neighbors" so read the autobiographical notes to offer himself as a representative of the people in the Gen- eral Assembly. The election was to take place late in the summer, 46 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN but he had issued at once, in accordance with custom, an " address " to the voters of Sangamon County. This was his first formal application to the public for political power. As such, the document, particularly its conclud- ing paragraph, is of interest here. " Every man," he wrote, " is said to have his peculiar ambition. Whether it be true or not, I can say, for one, that I have no other so great as that of being truly es- teemed of my fellow men, by rendering myself worthy of their esteem. How far I shall succeed in gratifying this ambition is yet to be developed. I am young, and unknown to many of you. I was born, and have ever remained, in the most humble walks of life. I have no wealthy or popular relations or friends to recommend me. My case is thrown exclusively upon the independent voters of the county ; and, if elected, they will have conferred a favor upon me, for which I shall be unremitting in my labors to compensate. But, if the good people, in their wisdom, shall see fit to keep me in the background, I have been too familiar with disappointments to be very much chagrined." 1S How sincere was the writer's desire to be " truly es- teemed " had been manifested, a few weeks later, at the outbreak of the war. Abandoning his canvass, before it was well begun, he had in response to the first call, as we have seen, marched off, with some of his neighbors, to the defence of the State. The volunteer, upon his discharge, returned to New Salem with the politician's dearest attribute a record, such as it was, of military service. That our ex-captain did not, then or thereafter, so far as is known, parade his sword for votes should be mentioned to his credit. This forbearance was especially noteworthy in the case of Lincoln's first canvass, which had been so interrupted by that very service as to leave the candidate, after his return from the front, but ten days for his contest. It was con- ducted, nevertheless, manfully on its merits. Seizing the LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 47 few opportunities still open to him, he made little speeches in which, besides approving of certain popular local ideas, he declared himself to be "a Clay man," and in favor of Henry Clay's so-called "American system." Such national politics doomed his already heavily handicapped canvass ; for the county, as well as the state and the coun- try, was at that time overwhelmingly devoted to the policy of President Jackson. The Democratic leader's partisans, moreover, growing intolerant in their might, had adopted his prescriptive methods toward political enemies, who were to be " whipped out of office like dogs out of a meat house." 16 Yet this penniless and obscure young man, eager for office as he was, had the courage and self-reli- ance let us say nothing of conscience to take his first plunge into politics in accordance with his convictions and against the tide on which the victorious spoilsmen were carrying all before them. He went down, on election day, with the other Clay men, suffering his first and only de- feat by a direct vote of the people. A glance, however, at the poll-book, reveals a crumb of comfort larger than usually falls to the lot of unsuccessful candidates. Of the thirteen men who ran for the legislature, four were elected, and Lincoln, running 158 votes behind his lowest suc- cessful competitor, stood eighth on the list. Somewhat different was the order in Lincoln's home, the precinct of New Salem. There, of the 290 voters who balloted for representatives, 277 voted for him and but 13 against him. 17 This almost unanimous support of his neighbors has been explained by Judge Stephen T. Logan, one of the rising young men of that day. " The Democrats of New Salem," said he, " worked for Lincoln out of their personal regard for him. That was the general understanding of the matter here at the time. In this he made no concession of principle what- ever. He was as stiff as a man could be in his Whig doctrines. They did this for him simply because he was popular because he was Lincoln." 48 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN The strength of this hold upon the people may be appreciated to its fullest extent only when we remember that in the national election, a few weeks later, these same voters gave General Jackson a majority of 115 over Mr. Clay. Under such conditions, Lincoln's defeat was not without honor. Indeed, so extraordinary a local triumph at once established his standing among the Warwicks of the county, as a man to be reckoned with thencefor- ward. During the two years following, Lincoln strove to pre- pare himself for the political career opened to him by his brilliant, if unsuccessful, start. The canvass had made clear to the candidate that he was at a disadvantage in two particulars, at least. The people of the county at large did not know him well enough, and what may have been less evident to others, though it was even more deeply impressed upon him he did not know enough to cope, on an equal footing, with some of the leaders whom he had encountered. The first of these deficiencies was largely overcome, strange as it may seem, through the kindness of a Democratic officer, the Surveyor of Sanga- mon County. This follower of Jackson, John Calhoun by name, so far forgot his "whole-hog" obligations as to admire the new " Clay man." He even went farther in his treason. Having persuaded Lincoln to study the rudi- ments of surveying, 18 he appointed him his deputy, and kept him so busy for speculation in land was at its height that the young man had ample opportunity not only to make many new acquaintances, but to win their confidence as well. The second deficiency was not so easily disposed of, though Lincoln's efforts to that end were untiring. Whether, as happened during this period, he picked up a living by doing odd jobs, keeping store, carrying letters, or laying out town lots, he invariably found time for the study of such newspapers, law books, and odd volumes as came within his reach. 19 Conse- quently when, during the summer of 1834, he again LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 49 presented himself as a candidate for the legislature, he made, in this respect also, a better showing. Still, the homely, ill-clad young fellow must, in appearance at least, have fallen short of even Sangamon standards, simple as they were. " He wore," said a friend who had accompa- nied him in the preceding canvass, " a mixed jeans coat, clawhammer style, short in the sleeves, and bobtail in fact it was so short in the tail he could not sit on it ; flax and tow-linen pantaloons, and a straw hat. I think he wore a vest, but do not remember how it looked. He wore pot-metal boots." 20 This wardrobe had evidently not been greatly improved when Lincoln made his second appeal for the suffrages of the people, inasmuch as a cer- tain doctor, looking him over contemptuously while he was on one of his electioneering tours, asked : " Can't the party raise any better material than that? " "Go to-morrow and hear all before you pronounce judgment," said a common friend, who after the meeting on the following day inquired: " Doctor, what say you now ? " " Why, sir," was the answer, " he is a perfect take-in. He knew more than all of the other candidates put together." 21 On election day Lincoln was found to have been chosen by a flattering plurality. He stood second on the list of four Assemblymen, and but fourteen votes below the first man. 22 This success was repeated in 1836, when he led the poll ; in 1838, after he had become a lawyer, with his home at Springfield; and in 1840, when he made what, by his own choice, proved to be his last run for the office. The five canvasses themselves did not differ essentially from those conducted at the time by other young poli- ticians of the neighborhood. In one respect, however, Lincoln appears to have made his contests distinctive. They afforded occasions, which he did not neglect, for the exercise of his aggressive faculties. Indeed, careful scru- tiny of the few incidents that have here and there been chronicled reveals how the vein of mastery, which we 5 o LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN have traced to this point, continued unbroken through the entire decade. Lincoln's first canvass in fact, his first appearance on the stump was attended by a little scene that appro- priately introduced the subduer of Clary's Grove to a community fully as capable of appreciating grit and muscle. A crowd of voters that had collected at Papps- ville, getting full of whiskey and enthusiasm, began a general fight. Among those who were roughly handled was a follower of the New Salem candidate. Jumping from the platform, Lincoln rushed through the melee, seized his friend's assailant as if to make him "walk Spanish," tossed him off ten feet or so, resumed his place on the stand, and calmly began his little speech. This prelude, it is safe to say, did not lessen the warmth of his welcome from an audience akin to " the bare-footed boys," " the huge-pawed boys," or " the butcher-knife boys," who, in the elections of those days, so often held the balance of power. 23 During the canvass of four years later, when Lincoln spoke at Mechanicsburg, he "jumped in and saw fair play " so a bystander relates for another friend who was getting the worst of it in a similar fight. 24 By that time, however, he had learned to use his tongue and his pen no less effectually than his hands in repelling an attack. Suiting the weapon to the occasion, he mani- fested, in those primitive electioneering encounters for the Assembly, something of the power and adroitness that in mature years distinguished his more ambitious efforts. None of the candidate's later triumphs excelled, in this respect, his victory, during the contest, over George For- quer, a politician of prominence and uncommon ability. A lawyer by profession, his words, as a speaker and as a writer, were weighted with the prestige which naturally attaches to one who had been member of the Assembly, Secretary of State, Attorney-General, and State Senator. He had recently deserted the Whig Party to join the LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 51 Jackson Democrats, a defection which the administration had rewarded with the lucrative place of Register of the Land Office at Springfield. This worthy might have sat for Hosea Biglow's portrait of Gineral C. : " a dreffle smart man : He 's ben on all sides thet give places or pelf ; But consistency still wuz a part of his plan, He 's ben true to one party, an' thet is himself." Forquer's pretentious new house, from which projected a lightning-rod, the only one in the county, had been pointed out to Lincoln as he rode into town, one evening, with a few of his friends. They were unable to answer the young man's eager questions about the " new-fangled " rod. It was there to keep off the lightning. More than that none of them could say. 25 On the following day, in the debate which took place at the court-house, between the candidates for office, Lincoln made a good impression. In fact, his success was so marked that, as the audience was dispersing, the Democrats deemed it necessary to put forward one of their strong men to reply. This task was committed to Forquer, who, as he was not a candidate, had taken no part in the discussion. He responded to the call, nevertheless, with the vigor and skill of a practiced de- bater. Not content with what could be said in answer to Lincoln's arguments, the speaker sought to overwhelm the young man beneath a flood of personal abuse and ridi- cule. The onslaught was so severe that the candidate's friends trembled for their favorite. What could he say in rejoinder ? Lincoln, evidently laboring under great excite- ment, stood a few paces distant, intently eyeing the speaker. At the conclusion of the attack, he remounted the stand to reply. "I have heard him often since," writes his friend Joshua F. Speed, who was present, "in the courts and before the people, but never saw him appear and acquit himself so well as upon that occasion. His reply to For- quer was characterized by great dignity and force." 52 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN This praise was merited, if we may judge from the con- clusion, which alone has been preserved. "Mr. Forquer," said Lincoln, "commenced his speech by announcing that the young man would have to be taken down. It is for you, fellow citizens, not for me to say whether I am up or down. The gentleman has seen fit to allude to my being a young man ; but he forgets that I am older in years than in the tricks and trades of politi- cians. I desire to live, and I desire place and distinction ; but I would rather die now than, like the gentleman, live to see the day that I would change my politics for an office worth three thousand dollars a year, and then feel compelled to erect a lightning-rod to protect a guilty con- science from an offended God." 2e Our Register and his rod had indeed drawn the light- ning. The hit was a palpable one. It left the young candidate master of the field, from which his antagonist retired with a hurt that never entirely healed. When Forquer thereafter spoke in public meetings, his oppo- nents usually found occasion to remind his audiences that he was the turncoat whom Abe Lincoln had accused of erecting a lightning-rod " to protect a guilty conscience from an offended God." 27 The controversy with Forquer was typical of a can- vass noted for its bitterness. Personal conflicts, not only between excited partisans, but even between the candidates themselves, disgraced the contest. In such a struggle, Lincoln, of course, could not hope to escape slander any more than he had avoided abuse. Vague charges against him and one of his colleagues were circulated by Colonel Robert Allen, a Democratic politician, who, for lack of argument, resorted to this shift for prejudicing the Whig cause. Lincoln's method of meeting the attack was in striking contrast with the violence to which similar acts, in the rough-and-tumble canvass of that year, gave rise. He sent Allen this letter, which is worthy of a place here, in full: LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 53 NEW SALEM, June 21, 1836. DEAR COLONEL, I am told that during my absence last week you passed through the place and stated publicly that you were in possession of a fact or facts which, if known to the public, would entirely destroy the prospects of N. W. Edwards and myself at the ensuing election ; but that through favor to us you would forbear to divulge them. No one has needed favors more than I, and, gen- erally, few have been less unwilling to accept them ; but in this case favor to me would be injustice to the public, and therefore I must beg your pardon for declining it. That I once had the confidence of the people of Sangamon County is sufficiently evident ; and if I have done any- thing, either by design or misadventure, which if known would subject me to a forfeiture of that confidence, he that knows of that thing and conceals it is a traitor to his country's interest. I find myself wholly unable to form any conjecture of what fact or facts, real or supposed, you spoke ; but my opinion of your veracity will not permit me for a moment to doubt that you at least believed what you said. I am flattered with the personal regard you manifested for me ; but I do hope that, on mature reflection, you will view the public interest as a paramount consideration, and therefore determine to let the worst come. I assure you that the candid statement of facts on your part, however low it may sink me, shall never break the ties of personal friendship between us. I wish an answer to this, and you are at liberty to pub- lish both if you choose. Very respectfully, A. LINCOLN. A remarkable production this, from a half -fledged back- woods politician, in the heat of an election contest ! The refined irony of Lincoln's thrust for a notorious per- verter of facts was the Colonel left this old campaigner 54 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN as helplessly impaled upon its point as was the other veteran upon the barb of his own lightning-rod. Allen need we say ? did not avail himself of the permission to publish the letter or an answer thereto. He was silenced. His son, finding the letter, long after the incident had been forgotten, gave to the public this further evidence of how " the young man," who was " to be taken down," exchanged roles, on occasion, with the gentlemen in charge of the performance. 28 The canvass of 1836, stirring as it was, did not put the candidates so much on their mettle as did that of 1840 the annus mirabilis of American politics. The enthu- siasm of " the hard-cider campaign," with its acres of mass-meetings, its processions, frolics, songs, free drinks, log-cabins, and coon-skins, pervaded, as elsewhere, the local elections in Illinois. State, questions were lost sight of in national issues, such as they were, and Lincoln, besides his candidature for the Assembly, had a place on the Whig electoral ticket. Entering into the contest with his accus- tomed zeal, he was much in evidence throughout Illinois that year ; yet what he said in debate and on the stump is, as was the case in previous struggles, largely a matter of conjecture. 29 On the other hand, some of the things that he did impressed themselves, firmly enough, in the people's memory. The voters of 1840 flocked into political meetings not to learn and to reflect, but to shout, to scuffle, to laugh, and to sing. How cleverly Lincoln adapted himself to such an audience and, at the same time, crushed an opponent, with a turn of the wrist, as one might say, has been re- lated by some of his associates. He was frequently opposed on the stump so runs the story by Colonel Dick Tay- lor, a demagogue with a weakness for sarcasm and fine clothes. Severely Democratic in theory, however, the Colo- nel took care to keep as much of his finery as possible out of sight, while he had his flings at the aristocratic preten- sions of the Whigs, or warned " the hard-handed yeomanry " LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 55 against " rag-barons " and " manufacturing-lords." Such taunts made up the stock of his inflated oratory, as usual, one day, when Lincoln, "to take the wind out of his sails," as he expressed it, slipped to the speaker's side and catch- ing his vest by the lower edge, gave it a sharp pull. " It opened wide," says one of the narrators, " and out fell upon the platform, in full view of the astonished audience, a mass of ruffled shirt, gold watch, chains, seals, and glitter- ing jewels." According to another veracious historian, the vest, when so rudely shaken, merely " opened and revealed to his astonished hearers " the Colonel's concealed gran- deur. At all events, Lincoln, guiltless of linen and soft raiment, made the most of the situation. Pointing to the mortified orator, he exclaimed : " Behold the hard-fisted Democrat ! Look, gentlemen, at this specimen of the bone and sinew. And here, gen- tlemen," laying his large, coarse hand on his heart, and bowing, " here, at your service, here is your aris- x>crat ! Here is one of your silk-stocking gentry. Here is your rag-baron with his lily-white hands. Yes, I sup- pose I, according to my friend Taylor, am a bloated aris- tocrat." After speaking of the demagogue's customary vaporings, he went on : " While Colonel Taylor was making these charges against the Whigs over the country, riding in fine car- riages, wearing ruffled shirts, kid gloves, massive gold watch-chains with large gold seals and flourishing a heavy gold-headed cane, I was a poor boy, hired on a flat-boat at eight dollars a month, and had only one pair of breeches to my back, and they were buckskin. Now, if you know the nature of buckskin, when wet and dried by the sun, it will shrink ; and my breeches kept shrinking until they left several inches of my legs bare, between the tops of my socks and the lower part of my breeches ; and whilst I was growing taller they were becoming shorter, and so much tighter that they left a blue streak around my legs that 56 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN can be seen to this day. If you call this aristocracy, I plead guilty to the charge." Lincoln's humor and the discomfiture of his opponent were irresistible. Amidst Gargantuan peals of laughter, in which one of the audience " nearly broke his heart with mirth," was this elegant Democrat pilloried, in Sangamon County, for the rest of his career. As to " the youug man," he had simply " taken down " one more lofty antagonist. 30 There were times, during this extraordinary canvass, when raillery, as well as argument, failed to move a crowd ; when, in fact, physical courage alone sufficed to control the turbulent spirits. It was on such an occasion, one evening, that Lincoln's friend, Edward Dickinson Baker., who already gave promise of the brilliant career that lay before him, addressed a hostile audience, in the Springfield court-room. The place happened to be directly below the law office of Stuart & Lincoln, in which the junior member of the firm lay listening, through a trap-door that opened above the platform. The speaker, as he warmed to his subject, denounced, with the impetuous eloquence that afterward made him famous, the dishonesty of Democratic officials. "Wherever there is a land-office, there you will find a Democratic newspaper defending its corruptions! " he thundered. " Pull him down ! " shouted John B. Weber, whose brother was the editor of the local administration sheet. There was a noisy rush toward the platform, and, for the moment, it seemed as if Baker, who stood pale yet firm, would be punished for his temerity. Then, to the astonishment of the advancing crowd, a lank form dangled through the scuttle, and Lincoln dropped upon the plat- form between them and the object of their anger. After gesticulating in vain for silence, he seized the stone water- jug and shouted : " I '11 break it over the head of the first man who lays a hand on Baker ! " As the assailants hesitated, he continued : LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 57 " Hold on, gentlemen, let us not disgrace the age and country in which we live. This is a land where freedom of speech is guaranteed. Mr. Baker has a right to speak and ought to be permitted to do so. I am here to protect him, and no man shall take him from this stand, if I can prevent it." The crowd receded, quiet was restored, and Baker finished his speech without further interruption. 31 It was under somewhat similar circumstances, and dur- ing this same contest, that the muscular candidate in- terposed his commanding presence between some enraged Democratic partisans and another Whig orator. The speaker, in that instance, was General Usher F. Linder. He delivered before a large audience, in the Springfield State House, a spirited address, which was interrupted by threats and insults. Thereupon, Lincoln and Baker, who were present, mounted the platform and stationed them- selves one on each side of him. As soon as the speaker had concluded, they passed their arms through his, and Lincoln said : " Linder, Baker and I are apprehensive that you may be attacked by some of those ruffians who insulted you from the galleries, and we have come up to escort you to your hotel. We both think we can do a little fighting, so we want you to walk between us until we get you to your hotel. Your quarrel is our quarrel and that of the great Whig Party of this nation ; and your speech, upon this occasion, is the greatest one that has been made by any of us, for which we wish to honor, love, and defend you." The three men walked unmolested through the crowd that, following them to the hotel, gave the orator, before it dispersed, three hearty cheers. 32 The violence that marked " the hard-cider campaign " consistently extended to the very polls. On election day, word was brought to Lincoln that a certain railroad con- tractor, named Radford, had, in the interests of the Demo- crats, taken possession with his workmen of a polling-place 5 8 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN and was hindering the Whigs from voting. Lincoln, seiz- ing an ax-handle, made for the scene of action, on a run. " Radford," he said, as he opened a way to the ballot- box, " you '11 spoil and blow, if you live much longer." ^ The contractor, who knew the character of the man with whom he was dealing, did not stay to argue the question. He at once withdrew, somewhat it must be admitted to the disappointment of the candidate, who confided to his friend Speed that he wanted Radford to show fight, as he " intended just to knock him down and leave him kicking." Lincoln's "stern advice," as one writer terms it, was sufficient, however, to rout the heelers, and to secure the Whigs, that day, at least, against any further encroachments upon their rights. 34 The spirit with which our campaigner plunged into conflict in behalf of his party, his friends, er himself, lost none of its vigor when the scene of his activities was transferred from the stump to the legislature. There, though one of the youngest and probably one of the least experienced of the members, he took his position, after the initiation of his first term, as if it were a matter of course, on the battle line. In the stirring session of 1836- 37, county was arrayed against county, town against town. Their several representatives struggled for a prize, dear to every ambitious community the State capitol. The seat of government was to be removed from Vandalia, but whither? Among the most strenuous claimants was San- gamon County, which had entrusted the task of securing this honor for Springfield to its Representatives and Sen- ators. They constituted a notable group, sons of Anak, all, to whom was applicable, in more respects than one, their sobriquet, the "Long Nine"; 35 and the longest of them was the member from New Salem. His colleagues, recognizing at the very outset his talent for leadership, assigned to him the management of their fight ; for fight indeed it was. The opponents of Springfield were numerous and stubborn. Twice they prevailed so far as to lay the LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 59 bill in its behalf on the table ; but Lincoln contested every inch of the ground. " In those darkest hours," says one of his associates, " when our Bill to all appearances was beyond resuscitation, and all our opponents were jubilant over our defeat, and when friends could see no hope, Mr. Lincoln never for one moment despaired ; but, collecting his colleagues to his room for consultation, his practical common-sense, his thorough knowledge of human nature, then made him an overmatch for his compeers and for any man that I have ever known." M Holding his delegation well in hand, and casting its influence, on most questions, as a unit, Lincoln availed himself of the then current craze for " internal improve- ments " so as steadily to increase the Springfield following. To what extent he indulged in the reprehensible practice of trading votes, and whether or not he merited " the repu- tation of being the best log-roller in the legislature," may not be considered here. Suffice it to say that he did roll up the pledges for his bill, at every move, and that, shortly before adjournment, he carried the day for Springfield. This success, though much of it was due to Lincoln's skil- ful political manipulation, is to be ascribed, in part as well, to what may be best described as his personal magnetism. " He made Webb and me vote for the removal," says Je>sse K. Dubois, one of the Whig Assemblymen, " though we belonged to the southern end of the State. We defended our vote before our constituents by saying that necessity would ultimately force the seat of government to a cen- tral position. But, in reality, we gave the vote to Lincoln because we liked him, because we wanted to oblige our friend, and because we recognized him as our leader." His party in the Lower House, remarkable as it must have seemed, had in fact, before the close of the session, begun to look for guidance to this new man. In that uneven contest of Sangamon against the field were manifested not a few of the qualities whkh parliamentary minorities look for in their captains. 60 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN Having demonstrated his ability to conduct an aggres- sive campaign, it remained for the Sangamon Chief, as Lincoln was now sometimes called, to prove his mettle on the defensive. An opportunity soon presented itself, inasmuch as somewhat of the animosity engendered by the struggle for the capitol outlived the legislature that dealt with the question. In the extra session, called during the following summer, the opponents of Spring- field made a vigorous attempt to repeal the law which had established that town as the seat of government. The movement was led by General William L. D. Ewing, ex- United States Senator, who in a stinging address accused the " Long Nine " of having won their victory by " chi- canery and trickery." Sparing neither invective nor sar- casm, he arraigned the members from Sangamon with a severity that called for immediate reply. Who would take up the gage flung down by this formidable antagonist a man of culture, standing, and distinguished personal courage ? Lincoln promptly did so. In a spirited speech, he defended the " Long Nine," and made countercharges of corruption against Ewing and his associates. So keen was this denunciation that the House believed the speaker, as one of the auditors reports, to be " digging his own grave." " This was the time," says that same friend, " that I began to conceive a very high opinion of the talents and personal courage of Abraham Lincoln." And with reason, for General Ewing, masterful and hot-tem- pered, would surely close such a controversy with a chal- lenge. " Gentlemen," he said, turning to the Sangamon section, "have you no other champion than this coarse and vulgar fellow to bring into the lists against me ? Do you suppose that I will condescend to break a lance with your low and obscure colleague ? " What justification Ewing had, on that occasion, for so harsh a reference to his opponent's breeding cannot be determined, as there is no report of what Lincoln said, extant. The speech must have been effectual, however. " Our friend carries the LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 61 true Kentucky rifle," was the comment of a Springfield editor, on Lincoln, at about that time, " and when he fires, he seldom fails of sending the shot home." OT The weapon used on Ewing was doubtless double-barreled ; for the scheme to have the Capital Law repealed fell to the ground, and the assailant of the " Long Nine " was so hard hit that the interference of friends alone prevented a duel. 38 Small wonder that the General did not approve of " this coarse and vulgar fellow," or that the Sangamon delega- tion was content to leave its standard in the hands of such a champion. The force and fearlessness that had marked the reply to Ewing were not soon forgotten. Whenever thereafter, in the legislature or outside of it, the " Long Nine " were assailed, and their enemies were numerous enough, Lincoln was put forward to defend them. Once they were intemperately attacked by Jesse B. Thomas, a lawyer of ability and one of the most distinguished Democratic politicians in the State. While he spoke, Lincoln, who happened to be absent from the meeting, was sent for. Hastening to the court-house, in which the incident took place, the Sangamon chief mounted the platform after the speaker and made a reply, the language of which none of his auditors remembered, but the manner and effect of which were never effaced from their memories. Denunciation of Thomas, ridicule of his foibles, even mimicry of certain physical peculiarities followed one another, in rapid succession, amidst uproarious laughter and applause. So sharp was the onslaught that its object is said to have wept with vexation as he hurried from the scene. His emotion tempered the triumph of his adver- sary, who hunted him up, and, with characteristic good nature, apologized for the severity of the reply. This speech, like the invective against Ewing, has unfortu- nately not been preserved. The impression it made, how- ever, in the political circles of Springfield may be inferred from the fact that it became a byword under the title 62 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN of " the skinning of Thomas." From that time forward, moreover, but few Democratic orators, if we may judge from the records, cared to concern themselves with the iniquities of the " Long Nine." M The judgment of Sangamon in the selection of its chief was vindicated, not alone by his successful battles in its behalf, but also by the action of his party. The Whigs, in the Assembly of 1837, as has been said, had begun to regard Lincoln as their head. In 1838, when the Lower House was organizing, they awarded him that dis- tinction, beyond a doubt, by making him their candidate for the speakership. This was no small honor for a man of twenty -nine, particularly when that man was the " low and obscure " Lincoln ; while his opponent, the Democratic nominee, happened to be no less a notability than that Ewing who had applied these epithets to him, a few months before. As the Whigs were in the minority, they of course did not elect their candidate. He maintained his place, nevertheless, at their head, and again received their votes for the office, in the legislature of 1840. Then, as in the former election, he was pitted against Ewing, and, because of the weakness of his party, with the same result. But the vital fact for us, the point which stands out above the flat details of these speakership contests, is the elevation of Offutt's gawky clerk, in an almost incredibly short period, to parliamentary leadership. The steps by which Lincoln mounted to the mastery of his party in the legislature are not clearly defined. Nor is it easy to place one's hand upon the quality or quali- ties, in his make-up, which contributed most to that result. Courage, force, devotion, tact, and ready wit underlie the few narratives here set down ; but as the incidents were selected with a view to illustration, rather than ta historical completeness, they leave unnoticed other traits that deserve mention, even though they have not been severally crystallized in the heart of a good story. The political honesty that led Lincoln to cast his lot with a LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 63 party in apparently hopeless minority ; the loyalty that held him true to the interests of that party, when others turned their coats ; the intellectual thoroughness and candor which rendered him formidable in debate, as well as influential in council ; the extreme of self-reliance that rarely required assistance or advice, yet could receive without impatience what it did not want; the homely, unaffected good humor that expressed itself at every turn m a funny story or a sympathetic word, and won for him the title of " uncommon good fellow," even from men with whom he would neither smoke nor drink, these also are some of the plus factors, as one might say, which in this his first political epoch already entered into the making of the master's character. He cannot, it is true, be said to have evinced, all in all, remarkable generalship, either on the stump or in the House. Indeed, if Lincoln's public career had closed with his last term in the Assem- bly, even local history might have found scant inspira- tion in those few electioneering episodes, or in the wild- cat legislation to which he contributed no unimportant part. As it is, however, the decade forms an essential link in the chain of our investigation. It may be termed the transition period from physical to intellectual power. Both held sway by turns, yet so conjointly that we can almost discern how the aggressive quality of the one was merged into that of the other. In this readjustment of his forces Lincoln, still held his own. Novel conditions speedily became familiar environment, and new men, great as well as small, took therein their proper places. As for the tall member from Sangamon, when he found his place, it was need we add ? at the head. Nor did Lincoln fail to maimtain this ascendancy in several severe quarrels that took place outside of the legislature. Two, of a quasi-political nature, in which he became involved subsequent to his controversy with Ewing, afford further glimpses of his character, on its forceful side. The first of these encounters occurred dur- 64 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN ing the summer of 1837, shortly after he had become a lawyer and had taken up his residence in Springfield, as the partner of a Black Hawk War comrade, Major John T. Stuart. The firm had been retained by a widow to prosecute a claim against a certain General James Adams, whom she accused of acquiring title to a ten-acre lot by the forgery of her deceased husband's signature. While the case was pending, the defendant, a chronic aspirant for public office, became a candidate for the place of probate justice. A few days before the election, he was unsparingly attacked for his conduct, in an anonymous handbill, which closed with the sentence : " I shall not subscribe my name, but hereby authorize the editor of the Journal to give it up to any one who may call for it." Copies of the document having been scattered broad- cast about the streets, they gave rise to a controversy, which was heightened rather than allayed by the election of Adams. He denied the charges in a long letter to the Sangamon Journal. The issue of the paper in which his communication appeared also contained a reprint of the original handbill, with an announcement by the editor that "A. Lincoln, Esq.," was its author. The quarrel raged for several weeks in the columns of the Journal and of the Springfield Republican. Step by step, Lincoln followed Adams up, exposing the seamy side of his career, and capping the climax with a copy of an indictment for forgery, found against him in Oswego County, New York, nineteen years before. An unscrupulous adventurer, this ; yet the young barrister does not seem to have hesitated. In fact, the worse " the General's " character proved to be, as his past life was unfolded, the more fearless became his adversary's denunciations. Replying to Adams's flings at lawyers, Lincoln wrote : " He attempted to impose himself upon the community as a lawyer, and he actually carried the attempt so far as to induce a man who was under the charge of murder to LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 65 entrust the defence of his life to his hands, and finally took his money and got him hanged. Is this the man that is to raise a breeze in his favor by abusing lawyers ? . . . If he is not a lawyer, he is a liar ; for he proclaimed himself a lawyer, and got a man hanged by depending on him. . . . Farewell, General, I will see you again at court, if not before when and where we will settle the question whether you or the widow shall have the land." ** The widow did get the land, Adams was completely discredited, and one more scalp hung from the belt of the Sangamon Chief. The second quarrel, like the first, mingled public with private motives, and grew, in similar fashion, out of an anonymous composition from Lincoln's pen. In the one case, as in the other, moreover, he manifested the fear- less and masterful spirit with which we have by this time become familiar. But further than that the resemblance did not go ; for Lincoln's exposure of a scamp like Adams had little in common with his unwarrantable attack upon James Shields. Shields was a brave, quick-tempered young Irishman, with a full share of his countrymen's taste for love and politics. An ardent Democrat of course, he had been elected to the Illinois Assembly even before observing the trivial formality of naturalization, and, a few years later, his services to the party had been re- warded with the place of State Auditor. The office gave him a certain prominence, which he is said to have made the most of in Springfield society. In truth, this gallant bachelor from County Tyrone was a very "lion among ladies." It is not surprising, therefore, that his social vanities, no less than his political flourishes, offered a tempting mark to the assaults of the Whigs. Their ani- mus against the Auditor was intensified, during the sum- mer of 1842, when the insolvent condition of the State treasury and the depreciation in the value of State Bank notes caused the Governor and his financial officers to issue a proclamation forbidding the payment of taxes 66 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN in the almost worthless bank paper. As this was, practi- cally, the only money in the hands of the people, they assailed the Democratic State government, from every quarter, with an outburst of indignation, which the Whigs regardless of their own part in the extravagant improvement legislation that had given rise to the trouble lost no opportunity of stimulating. The newspapers and leaders of the minority party were severe in their censure of the State authorities, among whom, by the way, the Auditor had rendered himself especially obnoxious. Upon him, in the midst of the denunciations, fell the heaviest charge of all ; for it was directed by that same Kentucky marksman who seldom failed, as one of his admirers told us, " of sending the shot home." The caustic humor that, from The First Chronicles of Reuben to " the skinning of Thomas," had now and then been so effectively employed by Lincoln in mastering an opponent, here again came into play. He contributed to the Sangamo Journal of September 2, edited at the time by his friend Simeon Francis, a singular composi- tion. It purported to be A Letter from the Lost Town- ships, written by a Democratic widow who signed herself " Rebecca." u In robust country dialect, she denounced " these officers of State " as a hypocritical set, that ought to be supplanted in the places they disgraced by men who would " do more work for less pay, and take fewer airs while they are doing it." The " airs " of the Auditor had particularly aroused Rebecca's ire; for upon that func- tionary burst almost the whole torrent of her coarse ridicule. " I seed him," she reports a neighbor as saying, " when I was down in Springfield last winter. They had a sort of a gatherin' there one night among the grandees, they called a fair. All the gals about town was there, and all the handsome widows and married women, finickin' about trying to look like gals. ... I looked in at the window, and there was this same fellow Shields floatin' about LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 67 on the air, without heft or earthly substances, just like a lock of cat fur where cats had been fighting. He was pay- ing his money to this one, and that one, and t'other one, and sufferin' great loss because it was n't silver instead of State paper ; and the sweet distress he seemed to be in his very features, in the ecstatic agony of his soul, spoke audibly and distinctly : ' Dear girls, it is distressing, but I cannot marry you all. Too well I know how much you suffer ; but do, do remember, it is not my fault that I am so handsome and so interesting.' As this last was expressed by a most exquisite contortion of his face, he seized hold of one of their hands, and squeezed, and held on to it about a quarter of an hour. ' Oh, my good fel- low ! ' says I to myself, ' if that was one of our Democratic gals in the Lost Townships, the way you 'd get a brass pin let into you would be about up to the head.' " So much for ridicule ; as to abuse, there was nothing in the letter more severe than this comment on a circular, issued by the Auditor : " I say it 's a lie, and not a well told one at that. It grins out like a copper dollar. Shields is a fool as well as a liar. With him truth is out of the question ; and as for getting a good, bright, passable lie out of him, you might as well try to strike fire from a cake of tallow." Fighting words these, as the writer must have known, especially when applied to a man of Shields's calibre. Touched to the quick by the satire, and enraged by the attack upon his honor, the hot-blooded young Auditor did not conduct himself with that coolness which is alone effectual against such assaults. On the contrary, amidst the merriment of the town, he gave way to his fury after a fashion that must have gratified his assailant. More than that, it started the mischievous pens of two Whig- gish and, we may add, waggish young ladies, Mary Todd and her friend Julia M. Jayne. Their interest in politics is accounted for by the fact that within the next few months they became respectively Mrs. Abraham Lincoln 68 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN and Mrs. Lyman Trumbull. Moreover, what is more to the point, the former of these ladies was, at the time, con- ducting a clandestine renewal of her interrupted court- ship with the author of A Letter from the Lost Townships, under the roof of Editor Francis. His hospitality opened to her the columns of the Journal, as well as his house, when she and her confidante, taking up the theme where Lincoln had left it, concocted a second letter. In this sequel, Shields's threats of vengeance appear to have frightened Rebecca into a proposal of marriage, by way of compromise. She prefers "matrimonial bliss" to "a lickin' " ; but, if the Auditor persist in his demands for "personal satisfaction," she, on her side, as the challenged party, will insist on the choice of weapons. "Which bein' the case," she concludes, " I '11 tell you in confidence that I never fights with anything but broomsticks, or hot water, or a shovelful of coals, or some such thing ; the former of which, being somewhat like a shillalah, may not be very objectional to him. I will give him choice, however, in one thing, and that is, whether, when we fight, I shall wear breeches or he petticoats ; for, I presume that change is sufficient to place us on an equality." But the affair terminated that is to say according to the fair satirists without bloodshed; for they closed their literary labors with some doggerel verses, celebrating the nuptials of the bachelor and the widow. Not so peacefully disposed was the object of these attacks. In his veins, be it remembered, still flowed the ichor of Donnybrook. He was an expert swordsman, moreover, and in his youth had been an instructor in fencing. Smarting more than ever under a sense of injury, he sent his friend General John D. Whiteside, of Black Hawk War fame, to the editor, with a demand for the name of the author. If this was not complied with, Fran- cis was himself to be held responsible. In his dilemma, the editor consulted Lincoln, who, about to leave town on the fall circuit, directed Francis to give his name, but LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 69 to make no mention of the ladies. That the creator of " Rebecca " understood what the situation involved is evinced by the fact that he had sought out a certain dragoon major, who, broadsword in hand, drilled him in " fencing, and the use of arms, The art of urging and avoiding harms, The noble science and the mastering skill Of making just approaches how to kill." As for Shields, following Lincoln to Tremont, he lost as little time as might be in sending Whiteside to him with a letter which, considering the state of society in the Springfield of that day and the writer's provocation, we are hardly inclined to ridicule. The missive, truth to say, Conformed to Sir Lucius O'Trigger's rule, that when a man frames a challenge, he must " do the thing decently and like a Christian." It protested, temperately enough, against the " slander, vituperation, and personal abuse " in the Lost Townships articles, and concluded with : " I will not take the trouble of inquiring into the reason of all this, but I will take the liberty of requiring a full, positive, and absolute retraction of all offensive allusions used by you in these communications, in relation to my private character and standing as a man, as an apology for the insults conveyed in them. This may prevent con- sequences which no one will regret more than myself." Lincoln's reply was singularly lacking in regard to the homely candor that is the particular charm of his corre- spondence. He wrote : " You say you have been informed, through the medium of the editor of the Journal, that I am the author of certain articles in that paper which you deem personally abusive of you ; and, without stopping to inquire whether I really am the author, or to point out what is offensive in them, you demand an unqualified retraction of all that is offensive, and then proceed to hint at consequences. Now, sir, there is in this so much assumption of facts, and so much of menace as to consequences, that I cannot 7 o LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN submit to answer that note any further than I have, and to add, that the consequences to which I suppose you allude would be matter of as great regret to me as it possibly could to you." Shields rejoined, disavowing any intention of menacing Lincoln, asking whether he had written the articles in question, and repeating his request, if so, for a retraction of the offensive allusions. This letter Lincoln refused to answer unless Shields's first communication were with- drawn ; but the demand met with no response. By this time, the critical phase of the quarrel had been reached. The principals, as well as their representa- tives, treated one another with the top-lofty dignity which usage immemorial has, for such occasion, established. Lincoln, nevertheless, would gladly have withdrawn from the squabble, if this had been possible without discredit. To one of his friends, Dr. E. H. Merryman, who, with another, hastened to Tremont, in order to stand by him during the affair, he expressed himself as wholly opposed to dueling, and as willing to do anything to avoid a fight, that might not degrade him in the estimation of himself or of his friends. 42 Accordingly, in some instructions which he drew up for the doctor's guidance, he pledged himself, provided all letters were withdrawn and repara- tion were properly requested, to give this answer : " I did write the * Lost Townships ' letter which ap- peared in the Journal of the 2d instant, but had no par- ticipation in any form in any other article alluding to you. I wrote that wholly for political effect. I had no intention of injuring your personal or private character or standing as a man or a gentleman ; and I did not then think, and do not now think, that that article could pro- duce, or has produced, that effect against you; and had I anticipated such an effect, I would hare forborne to write it. And I will add that your conduct toward me, so far as I know, had always been gentlemanly, and that I had no personal pique against you, and no cause for any." LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 71 The memorandum then prescribed the conditions under which, if the explanation were not accepted, the writer, as the challenged party, would fight. The meeting was to take place near Alton, on the Missouri side of the river, within the following two or three days. " Weapons : Cavalry broadswords of the largest size, precisely equal in all respects and such as now used by the cavalry company at Jacksonville. " Position : A plank ten feet long, and from nine to twelve inches broad, to be firmly fixed on edge, on the ground, as the line between us, which neither is to pass his foot over upon forfeit of his life. Next, a line drawn on the ground on either side of said plank and parallel with it, each at the distance of the whole length of the sword and three feet additional from the plank ; and the passing of Yj own such line by either party during the fight shall be deemed a surrender of the contest." This formidable document was read by Dr. Merryman to Shields's friend General Whiteside, but without the desired result ; for, a few days thereafter, two parties, con- sisting of the principals, their seconds, surgeons, and other attendants, met on an island Bloody Island,* 3 if you please in the Mississippi, below Alton. Upon reaching the ground, Shields found Lincoln already there, ax in hand and coat thrown off, clearing away the underbrush, for that fateful parallelogram. Before the duel could take place, however, Colonel John J. Hardin and Dr. R. W. English, common friends of the combatants, arrived upon the scene, and patched up a peace by persuading Shields to withdraw his letters and to accept the explanation that Lincoln had offered. The duelists left the field in amiable spirits toward each other, as may be gathered from the reminiscences of an old resident of Alton, who, with others, stood at the ferry anxiously awaiting the issue. " It was not very long," said he, " until the boat was seen returning to Alton. As it drew near, I saw what was presumably a mortally 72 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN wounded man lying on the bow of the boat. His shirt appeared to be bathed in blood. I distinguished Jacob Smith, a constable, fanning the supposed victim, vigor- ously. The people, on the bank, held their breath in sus- pense, and guesses were freely made as to which of the two men had been so terribly wounded. But suspense was soon turned to chagrin and relief when it transpired that the supposed candidate for another world was nothing more nor less than a log covered with a red shirt. This ruse had been resorted to in order to fool the people on the levee ; and it worked to perfection. Lincoln and Shields came off the boat together, chatting in a nonchalant and pleasant manner." 44 Your votaries of " the code " might frown upon that playful device of the bleeding log. It set at naught the niceties of decorum, which are their meat and drink ; yet how characteristic it was of at least one of those smiling gentlemen ! All the hot blood engendered by this affair did not, as might be supposed, cool off so readily. Two weeks later, we find Lincoln writing to his friend Speed : " You have heard of my duel with Shields, and I have now to inform you that the dueling business still rages in this city. Day before yesterday, Shields challenged But- ler, 45 who accepted, and proposed fighting next morning, at sunrise, in Bob Allen's meadow, one hundred yards' distance, with rifles. To this Whiteside, Shields's second, said 'no' because of the law. Thus ended duel No. 2. Yesterday, Whiteside chose to consider himself insulted by Dr. Merryman, so sent him a kind of quasi-challenge, inviting him to meet him at the Planter's House, in St. Louis, on the next Friday, to settle their difficulty. Merry- man made me his friend, and sent Whiteside a note, in- quiring to know if he meant his note as a challenge, and if so, that he would, according to the law in such case made and provided, prescribe the terms of the meeting." ** Duel No. 3, suffice it to say, for we have had enough of " the dueling business," was, like No. 1 and No. 2, LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 73 fought with the tongues and the pens of the combatants to a bloodless finish. Having made his single appearance as a principal, and then as a second, on the so-called " field of honor," Lincoln quickly recovered his moral equilibrium. He ap- pears to have become ashamed of his share in the quarrel, and to have refrained, for the most part, from discussing it with his friends. Several of them, in fact, record their failures to draw him into conversation on the subject. His partner, Mr. Herndon, reports this one voluntary reference to the duel : " I did not intend to hurt Shields unless I did so clearly in self-defence. If it had been necessary, I could have split him from the crown of his head to the end of his backbone." 47 Lincoln's confidence in his power to vanquish Shields, no less than his freedom from animosity towards him, was further manifested shortly after the meeting, in a few words dropped to Usher F. Linder. As they stood together, near the Danville court-house, Lincoln picked up a lath and went through the broadsword manual. His friend, improving the occasion, asked why broadswords had been chosen for the proposed duel. The man with the lath answered : " To tell you the truth, Linder, I did n't want to kill Shields and felt sure I could disarm him, having, had about a month to learn the broadsword exercise ; and furthermore, I did n't want the damned fellow to kill me, which I rather think he would have done if we had se- lected pistols." ** The ghost of the duel still hovered over the scene. In the spring of the following year, Lincoln closed a letter on politics to Hardin with : " I wish you would measure one of the largest of those swords we took to Alton, and write me the length of it, from tip of the point to tip of the hilt, in feet and inches. I have a dispute about the length." 49 74 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN Thereafter, Lincoln's friends respected his desire that the affair should not be spoken of, and it seemed to have been forgotten. Greatly to Mr. Herndon's surprise, while on his visit in the Eastern States during the spring of 1858, to promote his partner's senatorial ambitions, he was fre- quently asked for an account of the so-called duel. Upon his return, the fact was reported to Lincoln, who sadly remarked : " If all the good things I have ever done are remem- bered as long and well as my scrape with Shields, it is plain I shall not soon be forgotten." ^ The " scrape " was not so well remembered by the speaker's enemies as might have been expected. Two years later, the muckrake of a bitter opposition failed if we may judge from the now available campaign litera- ture of 1860 to turn up the incident. So the " Party of Moral Ideas " was spared the mortification of defending its candidate's atrocities as a duelist. 51 During the Civil War, the story, having again made its rounds, returned to plague its hero, for the last time. A few weeks before his death, the President, together with Mrs. Lincoln, entertained a distinguished officer of the army. During the conversation, the visitor said : " Is it true, Mr. President, as I have heard, that you once went out to fight a duel for the sake of the lady by your side ? " " I do not deny it," answered Mr. Lincoln, with a flushed face, "but if you desire my friendship, you will never mention the circumstance again." 52 This admission, which indeed was but the grudging half-truth of a man who wished to dispose of a distaste- ful topic, seems to warrant the oft-repeated claim that Miss Todd was responsible for all the obnoxious articles, and that her lover, to shield her, chivalrously avowed himself to b their author. Here is a pleasing fiction plentifully vouched for, which we should like to accept. 53 The LOVE, WAR, AND POLITICS 75 facts, however, weeds of fact will persist in springing up among the flowers of romance, leave no ground for doubt as to the authorship of the first and most offensive of the letters ; while those same dull realities make short work of the gallantry which, when pressed, merely con- sisted in acknowledging that authorship. Still less defensible are the efforts usually made to gloss over Lincoln's conduct, at Shields's expense. The special pleading takes a wide range as wide as the Mississippi itself, at the mile crossing, where, according to one story, the challenged party had, with grotesque humor, stipulated that the duelists should stand on oppo- site banks and fight with broadswords. 54 Somewhat on this order is the effort of Dr. Irelan not by any means a through-thick-and-thin eulogist to treat the affair as one of Lincoln's jokes. Says he : " Mr. Lincoln was absolutely opposed to dueling, and very well knew from the first that there would be no duel in this case. And here is where the ridiculousness of the whole thing appears. The gory Shields and his friends overlooked this entirely. The cavalry broadswords were procured, and these were of from thirty-six to forty inch blades ; then, under Mr. Lincoln's requirement, the com- batants were not only to stand the length of the two swords apart, but also six feet further, thus actually placing them at least twelve feet apart. With this arrange- ment, the most they could have done would have been to touch the points of their swords, if Shields could have measured half of that distance with his arm and sword. Lincoln had made these impossible provisions in full view of this funny side of the case. Even if the distance be- tween the men had not been so preposterously great, the poor Irishman would have had no chance without crossing the board, which would have forfeited his life, while the long body and arm of Lincoln might have rendered his own position disagreeable. Mr. Lincoln's conduct in this matter was deliberate and premeditated, and this it was 76 LINCOLN, MASTER OF MEN that took from him the odium of stooping to the savage and unchristian 'code.' With him, Mr. Shields's case began in fun, and ended in fun." w A glance at the conditions, however, reveals that the distance of twelve feet mentioned by the Doctor was not to intervene between the combatants, but was, in fact, the length of the ten by twelve foot oblong within which the duelists, separated by the plank " on edge " only, were to fight. Dr. Irelan's misinterpretation of the terms is shared by the historians of Illinois, in whose opinion, also, the position " prescribed for the combatants on the field looks a good deal like the cropping out of one of Lincoln's irrepressible jokes ; as if both were placed out of harm's way, and that they might beat the air with their trenchant blades forever and not come within damaging reach of each other." 5