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CHAPTER V.
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THE CAYUSE WAR.

      Friends of Mr. McBean have come forward with an explanation of his treatment of the refugees from the Waiilatpu massacre.  It is claimed that his reluctance to do any act which appeared like befriending Americans was through fear of the Cayuse Indians and a belief that they were about to begin a war of extermination upon Americans, their friends and allies.  Therefore it would be dangerous to assist such Americans as were then seeking refuge from massacre, outrage and torture.

      It was reserved for Americans, however, to take the initiative in this war.  News of the Whitman tragedy stirred the hearts of genuine men; men in whose veins ran the milk of human kindness instead of ice-water.  On the day following the massacre Vicar General Brouillet visited the Waiilatpu mission.  He found the bodies of the victims unburied; he left them with such hasty interment as was possible, and soon after met Mr. Spalding whom he warned against attempting to visit the mission.  This was, indeed, a friendly act on the part of the Vicar General, for the horrors of this tragedy did not come to a close on the first day.  While it was safe for Brouillet, in close touch with the Hudson's Bay Company, to repair to that sad scene of desolation, it was not considered safe for any Americans to visit the spot.  On Tuesday Mr. Kimball, who had remained with a broken arm in Dr. Whitman's house, was shot and killed.  Driven desperate by his own and the sufferings of three sick children with him, he had attempted to procure water from a stream near the house.  The same week Mr. Young and Mr. Bulee were killed.  Saturday the savages completed their fiendish work by carrying away the young women for wives.  Of the final ransom of the captives F. F. Victor, in "The River of the West," says:

      "Late in the month of December (1847) there arrived in Oregon City to be delivered to the governor, sixty-two captives, bought from the Cayuses and Nez Perces by Hudson Bay blankets and goods; and obtained at that price by Hudson's Bay influence. 'No other power on earth,' says Joe Meek, the American, 'could have rescued those prisoners from the hands of the Indians,' and no man better than Mr. Meek understood the Indian character or the Hudson's Bay Company's power over them."

      On December 7, 1847, from Fort Vancouver, James Douglas sent the following letter to Governor Abernethy:
      SIR: — Having received intelligence, last night, by special express from Walla Walla, of the destruction of the missionary settlement at Waiilatpu, by the Cayuse Indians of that place, we hasten to communicate the particulars of that dreadful event, one of the most atrocious which darkens the annals of Indian crime. 
      Our lamented friend, Dr. Whitman, his amiable and accomplished lady, with nine other persons, have fallen victims to the fury of these remorseless savages, who appear to have been instigated to this appalling crime by a horrible suspicion which had taken possession of their superstitious minds, in consequence of the number of deaths from dysentery and measles, that Dr. Whitman was silently working the destruction of their tribes by administering poisonous drugs, under the semblance of salutary medicines. 
      With a goodness of heart and a benevolence truly his own, Dr. Whitman had been laboring incessantly since the appearance of the measles and dysentery among his Indians converts, to relieve their sufferings; and such has been the reward of his generous labors. 
      A copy of Mr. McBean's letter, herewith transmitted, will give you all the particulars known to us of this indescribably painful event. Mr. Ogden, with a strong party, will leave this place as soon as possible  p.35  for Walla Walla, to endeavor to prevent further evil; and we beg to suggest to you the propriety of taking immediate measures for the protection of the Rev. Mr. Spalding, who, for the sake of his family, ought to abandon the Clearwater mission without delay, and retire to a place of safety, as he cannot remain at the isolated station without imminent risk, in the present excited and irritable state of the Indian population.
      I have the honor to be, sir, your most obedient servant,             JAMES DOUGLAS.
      The reception of this letter was followed by intense excitement among people in the Wallamet settlement. The governor was authorized to mobilize a company of riflemen, not exceeding fifty in number, their objective point being The Dalles, which they were instructed to garrison and hold until such time as they could be reinforced.  Three commissioners were chosen to carry out such provisions.  The commissioners addressed a circular letter to the superintendent of the Methodist Mission, the "merchants and citizens of Oregon" and the Hudson's Bay Company.  This document is valuable as explaining existing conditions in Oregon at that date, December 17, 1847:
      Gentlemen : — You are aware that the undersigned have been charged by the legislature of our provisional government with the difficult duty of obtaining the necessary means to obtain full satisfaction of the Cayuse Indians for the late massacre at Waiilatpu, and to protect the white population of our common country from further aggression.  In furtherance of this subject they have deemed it their duty to make immediate application to the merchants and citizens of the country for the requisite assistance. 
      Though clothed with the power to pledge to the fullest extent the faith and means of the present government of Oregon, they do not consider this pledge the only security to those, who, in this distressing emergency, may extend to the people of this country the means of protection and redress. 
      Without claiming any special authority from the government of the United States to contract a deb) to be liquidated by that power, yet from all precedents of like character in the history of our country, the undersigned feel confident that the United States government will regard the murder of the late Dr. Whitman and his lady, as a national wrong, and will fully justify the people of Oregon in taking active measures to obtain redress for that outrage, and for their protection from further aggression. 
      The right of self defense is tacitly acknowledged to every body politic in the confederacy to which we claim to belong, and in every case similar to our own, within our knowledge, the general government has promptly assumed the payment of all liabilities growing out of the measures taken by the constituted authorities to protect the lives and property of those who reside within the limits of their districts. If the citizens of the states and territories, east of the Rocky Mountains, are justified in promptly acting in such emergencies, who are under the immediate protection of the general government, there appears no room for doubt that the lawful acts of the Oregon government will receive a like approval. 
      Though the Indians of the Columbia have committed a great outrage upon our fellow citizens passing through the country, and residing among them, and their punishment for these murders may, and ought to be, a prime object with every citizen of Oregon, yet, as that duty more particularly develops upon the government of the United States, we do not make this the strongest ground upon which to found our earnest appeal to you for pecuniary assistance.  It is a fact well known to every person acquainted with the Indian character, that by passing silently over their repeated thefts, robberies and murders of our fellow citizens, they have been emboldened to the commission of the appalling massacre at Waiilatpu.  They call us women, destitute of the hearts and courage of men, and if we allow this wholesale murder to pass by as former aggressions, who can tell how long either life or property will be secure in any part of the country, or what moment the Willamette will be the scene of blood and carnage. 
      The officers of our provisional government have nobly performed their duty.  None can doubt the readiness of the patriotic sons of the west to offer their personal services in defense of a cause so righteous.  So it now rests with you, gentlemen, to say whether our rights and our firesides shall be defended or not. 
      Hoping that none will be found to falter in so high and so sacred a duty, we beg leave, gentlemen, to subscribe ourselves, 
      Your servants and fellow citizens,
Jesse Applegate,      
A. L. Lovejoy,         
Geo. L. Curry,         
Commissioners.
      This patriotic communication produced a certain effect, though not. perhaps, financially commensurate with the hopes of its authors.  The amount secured was less than five thousand dollars, but this sufficed to arm and equip the first regiment of Oregon riflemen. In the month of January they proceeded to the Cayuse country.  p.36 

      We are now acquainted with the agency through which the ransomed missionaries, their wives and children reached the Willamette valley in safety.  Concerning the people who were brought from Lapwai and Tchirriakin, it may be said to the credit of the Indians that though one band, the Cayuses, were murderers, two bands, the Nez Perces and Spokanes, were saviors.  Few narratives are more thrilling than that relating to Fathers Eells and Walker, who attended the council of the Spokanes at Tchimakin, which council was to decide whether or no to join the Cayuses.  On their decision hung the lives of the missionaries.  Imagine their emotions as they waited with bated breath in their humble mission house to learn the result of the Indians' deliberations.  Hours of animated discussion followed; argument with the Cayuses emissaries; and finally the Spokanes announced their conclusions in these words: "Go and tell the Cayuses that the missionaries are our friends and we will defend them with our lives."

      The Nez Perces arrived at the same conclusion. Bold though these Cayuses were — the fiercest warriors of the inland empire — their hearts must have sunk within them as they saw that the Umatillas, the Nez Perces and the Spokanes and, even at that particular period, the Hudson's Bay Company, were all against them, and that they must meet the infuriated whites from the Willamette.  The provisional government had entered upon the work of equipping fourteen companies of volunteers.  The act of the legislature providing for this had been passed December 9, 1847.  A large majority of these volunteers furnished their own horses, arms and ammunition.  This, too, without thought of pecuniary gain or reimbursement.  The response to the circular letter of the commissioners had been prompt, openhanded and hearty.

      Cornelius Gilliam, father of W. S. Gilliam, of Walla Walla, was chosen colonel of the regiment.  He was a man of superlative energy, brave and resourceful, and, pushing all necessary arrangements, he set forth from the rendezvous at The Dalles on February 27, 1848.  Several battles occurred on the way into the Cayuse country, the most severe being at Sand Hollows, in the Umatilla country.  Five Crows and War Eagle, famous fighters of the Cayuse tribe, had gathered their braves to dispute the crossing of this region with the Oregon riflemen.  Five Crows flamboyantly claimed that by his wizard powers he could stop all bullets while War Eagle's gasconade was couched in the boastful statement that he would agree to swallow all missiles fired at him.  This same spirit of braggadocio has, throughout all historical times, animated pagan soldiers.  During the war with the Filipinos the natives were solemnly told by their priests that all bullets fired by American soldiers would turn to water before reaching them.

      Mark the result of the engagement between the avengers of Dr. Whitman and the superstitious Cayuses.  At the first onset the "Swallow Ball" was killed, and the "wizard" was so seriously wounded that he was compelled to retire from the war.

      Nevertheless the Indians maintained a plucky fight.  A number of casualties were suffered by the whites.  But at last the Indians were compelled to break, and the way for the first regiment of Oregon riflemen was clear to Waiilatpu.  The desolated mission was reached by Colonel Gilliam's command March 4.  Here the soldiers passed several days to recuperate from the effects of a short but arduous campaign, and give to the remains of the martyrs of the Whitman massacre a reverent burial.  Some of the dead had been hastily covered with earth by Vicar General Brouillet, and his companions; others when Ogden ransomed the captives, but afterward they had been partially exhumed by coyotes; hyena-like allies of the dastardly Cayuses.

      The Indians had now fallen back to Snake river.  Following them thither the whites were,  p.37 somewhat, out generaled by the wily savages, an event that has been duplicated several times in Indian wars of more recent date.  The Oregon riflemen surprised and captured a camp of Cayuse Indians among whom, as was afterward divulged, were some of the murderers of Dr. Whitman and his friends at Waillatpu.  The Machiavellian Cayuses suddenly professed great friendship for the Oregon avengers, and, pointing to a large band of horses on a hill, declared that the hostiles had abandoned them, and gone across the river.  This deception was successful.  Completely deluded the whites surrounded the camp and, rounding up the horses, started on their return.  It was the hour of temporary Cayuse triumph.  The released captives, mounting at once, began a furious attack on the rear of the battalion of riflemen which proved so harassing that the volunteers were compelled to retreat to the Touchet river, and finally, although they repelled the Indians, they were forced to turn loose the captured horses.  These animals the strategic Indians immediately seized and with them vanished over the plains.  They had outwitted Gilliam's men.  Not only had they secured life and liberty for themselves, but had actually recovered the bait with which they had inveigled the volunteers into a trap.

      It was soon made evident that the Cayuse Indians»had no real desire to fight.  The whites insisted on a surrender of the murderers of Dr. Whitman and his people.  Finding that the volunteers were in earnest in making this demand the treacherous tribe scattered in different directions; Tamsuky, with his friends, going to the headwaters of the John Day river.  There, despite various efforts to capture them, they remained two years.  In 1850, a band of Umatillas undertook the task of securing them, for trial, and after fierce and desperate resistance, killed Tamsuky and captured a number of his murderous compatriots.  Of these captives five were hanged at Oregon City, June 3. 1850.

      The Cayuse Indians, however, assert that only one of these condemned and executed Indians were really guilty of participation in the horrible deeds at Waiilatpu.  That one, they declared, was Tamahas, who struck Dr. Whitman the fatal blow.  The claim that the others were innocent may be true, so far as the actual murder of the doctor or his friends is concerned, but as accessories to a great — indeed, a national crime — they were, undoubtedly, guilty.  If they were not, it is but one more instance of lamentable failure to apply either punishment or mercy accurately, which has characterized all Indian wars on both sides.  The innocent have
borne the sins of the guilty in more ways than one.

      In this Cayuse war many men, who afterward became famous in Oregon and Washington history took an active part.  Among them may be named James Nesmith, who was United States Senator.  He was the father of Mrs. Levi Ankeny, of Walla Walla, present United States senator from Washington.  William Martin, of Pendleton, Oregon, was one of the captains in the corps of rifle men during this war.  Joel Palmer, Tom McKay. J. M. Garrison and many others bore their part in the beginning, or later in the maturer development of the country.  Colonel Gilliam, who had shown himself to be a brave and sagacious commander, was accidentally killed on the return of his troops, a most melancholy close of a career full of promise to this country, then slowly unfolding its wealth of varied industries.

      In taking leave of this stirring epoch in the history of a certain portion of the, now, state of Washington, pursuit, capture and punishment of principals and instigators of the murder of Dr. Whitman, and his associates in missionary work, it may be said in the way of retrospection that, grievous as was the end of Whitman's career, no doubt it will ultimately be seen to have produced greater results for this region and the world than if he had survived to have enjoyed a well-merited rest from his labors.  Subsequent development of this section, the  p.38  founding of Whitman College, and the whole train of circumstances arising from American occupation of Oregon may be seen, in some measure, to have grown out of the tragedy at Waiilatpu.  Here, as elsewhere, martyrdom appears a necessary accompaniment to the most brilliant progress in civilization.

      While the offense of these Indians can not be condoned, charity compels the admission that the ignorant creatures were scarcely more responsible than the wild beasts who, also, disputed this territory with civilized man.  The very superstition which it is the duty of every missionary to eradicate from pagan minds as speedily as possible, is primarily to blame for the undoing of Dr. Whitman.  Steeped in this barbaric superstition, pampered by the Hudson's Bay Company, treacherously deceived by agents and emissaries of the great octopus of the Northwest Coast, we can not hold these savages to a higher degree of responsibility than the source from which they drew their gruesome inspiration.  But in 1848 the progress of western civilization demanded their suppression, if not ultimate removal, along with the coyote and rattlesnake.


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CHAPTER IV.
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TRAGEDY OF WHITMANS' MISSION


      "Who will respond to go beyond the Rocky Mountains and carry the Book of Heaven?"

      This was the startling question asked by President Fisk, of Wilbraham College.  It was an editorial inquiry published in the Christian Advocate in March, 1833.  Yet this ringing call for spiritual assistance was not initiative on the part of President Fisk.  A Macedonian cry had been voiced by four Flathead Indians, of the tribe of Nez Perces, or Pierced-noses.  They had come down to St. Louis from the headwaters of the Columbia, the Snake, Lewis or Clarke's rivers, far to westward of the Rocky Mountains.  They were strangers in a strange land; almost as singular in dress, speech and accoutrements to the citizens of St. Louis as would be visitors to us from the planet Mars.  Yet in their distant teepees among the western foothills of the Rockies, these four chiefs had heard of the "White Man's Book" from eager, pushing, tireless and resourceful pioneers who had followed the trail made by Lewis and Clarke.  Alone and unassisted by government appropriation, they had followed the same course down the Missouri and the Father of Waters three thousand  p.27  miles to St. Louis. This was in 1832.  The peculiar mission of these Indians was the opening act of the Whitman tragedy.  Mr. Barrows says: "The massacre ran riot through eight days, and Dr. Marcus Whitman and wife, of the American Board, and thirteen or more associates, were savagely killed on the 29th of November, 1847, and days following.  It was the bloody baptism of Oregon, by the like of which the most of the American states have come to form the union."

      At the period of the arrival of these four Nez Perce chiefs Indians were not an uncommon sight in St. Louis.  At certain seasons the suburbs of the city were fringed with teepees and wickiups.  So, at first, but little attention was paid to them, otherwise than to note their strange dress and unknown dialect.  It is not difficult to gather how they had learned of the White Man's Book.  Their own rude eloquence addressed to General William Clarke at parting conveys this information.  After a long time passed in the city, after two of them had gone to the happy hunting ground, the survivors made their desires known, and it appears their request was, perforce, denied.  Translation of the Bible into an Indian dialect is not the work of a few days or months.  The two remaining Indians decided to return home; their mission a failure.  The pathos of their complaint is in the spirit, if not the words, of one of the chiefs in his farewell speech to General Clarke:

      "I come to you over a trail of many moons from the setting sun. You were the friend of my fathers who have all gone the long way. I come with one eye partly opened, for more light for my people who sit in darkness. I go back with both eyes closed. How can I go back blind to my blind people? I made my way to you with strong arms, through many enemies and strange lands, that I might carry back much to them. I go back with both arms broken and empty. The two fathers who came with us — the braves of many winters and wars — we leave here by your great waters and wigwam. They were tired in many moons and their moccasins wore out. My people sent me to get the White Man's Book of Heaven. You took me to where you allow your women to dance, as we do not ours, and the Book was not there. You took me to where they worshipped the great spirit with candles, and the Book was not there. You shewed me the images of good spirits and pictures of the good land beyond, but the Book was not among them to tell us the way. I am going back the long, sad trail to my people of the dark land. You make my feet heavy with burdens of gifts, and my moccasins will grow old in carrying them, but the Book is not among them. When I tell my poor, blind people, after one more snow, in the big council, that I did not bring the Book, no word will be spoken by our old men or by our young braves. One by one they will rise up and go out in silence. My people will die in darkness, and they will go on the long path to the other hunting grounds. No white man will go with them and no White Man's Book to make the way plain. I have no more words."

      Of this utter failure to secure a copy of the Bible, Mr. Barrows says, pertinently:

      "In what was then a Roman Catholic city it was not easy to do this, and officers only were met. It has not been the policy or practice of that church to give the Bible to the people, whether Christian or pagan. They have not thought it wise or right. Probably no Christian enterprises in all the centuries have shown more self-sacrificing heroism, foreseen suffering and intense religious devotion than the laborers of that church, from 1520, to give its type of Christianity to the natives of North America. But it was oral, ceremonial and pictorial. In the best of their judgment, and in the depths of their convictions, they did not think it best to reduce native tongues to written languages and the Scriptures to the vernacular of any tribe."

p.28       But the eloquence of this speech had fallen on appreciative ears.  A young clerk in General Clarke's office, who had heard the sad plaint of the chief, wrote to George Catlin, in Pittsburgh, historian and painter, an account of the scene.  Thereafter events moved rapidly; the seed was sown and the harvest was about to be fulfilled.  One Indian only lived to return to his people, without the Book, but it cannot be said that his mission was a failure.  The editorial appeal of President Fisk produced results.  Measures were at once taken by the American Board of Commissioners for Foreign Missions, and the Methodist Board of Missions to send missionaries to Oregon.  Revs. Jason and David Lee were pioneers in this scriptural crusade.  They went under appointment of the Methodist Board.  They were followed the next year by Revs. Samuel Parker and Marcus Whitman, M. D., sent by the American Board of Commissioners.  In the summer of 1835 the latter arrived at the American rendezvous on Green river.  Accompanied by a body of Nez Perces, from which people the four chiefs had gone to St. Louis, Rev. Mr. Parker went to Walla Walla and on to Vancouver.  And with him he carried the "Book."  Dr. Whitman returned to the states the same fall, married Narcissa Prentice, and organized an outfit with which he returned, with his bride, to Oregon, arriving at Walla Walla in September, 1836.

      The question as to whether or no Dr. Whitman "saved Oregon to the United States" will remain forever a question of casuistry.  Events might have shaped themselves as they subsequently did, had Whitman not made his long midwinter ride to Washington, D. C. to lay his facts and fears before the president.  Everything might have resulted in the retention by the United States of all of Oregon south of the 49th parallel, had no warning cry come from the far northwest, a culverin shot announcing the attempt of England to seize the country, not only by force of majority colonization, but through artifices of the Hudson's Bay Company.  At a dinner in Waiilatpu, attended by Dr. Whitman, news was received that a colony of English, one hundred and forty strong, were then near Fort Colville, three-hundred and fifty miles up the Columbia.  A young priest leaped to his feet, threw his cap into the air and cried: "Hurrah for Oregon!  America is too late and we have got the country!"

      This is but one of the many significant signs witnessed by Whitman.  He was a man of foresight: he had seen and realized the wealth, position and future possibilities of Oregon as had no other American at that period.  And he rode on to Washington and told his story.  It will be read in the preceding chapter that not until he had done so did the American congress act.  Of the personality of Dr. Whitman one who knew him contributes the following picture:

       "Marcus Whitman once seen, and in our family circle, telling of his one business — he had but one — was a man not to be forgotten by the writer. He was of medium height, more compact than spare, a stout shoulder, and large head not much above it, covered with stiff, iron gray hair, while his face carried all the moustache and whiskers that four months had been able to put on it. He carried himself awkwardly, though perhaps courteously enough for trappers, Indians, mules and grizzlies, his principal company for six years. He seemed built as a man for whom more stock had been furnished than worked in symmetrically and gracefully. There was nothing peculiarly quick in his motion or speech, and no trace of a fanatic; but under control of a thorough knowledge of his business, and with deep, ardent convictions about it, he was a profound enthusiast. A willful resolution and a tenacious earnestness would impress you as making the man."

      Sordid motives have been attributed to Dr. Whitman's efforts in behalf of Oregon.  One writer has assumed that his sole object was to  p.29  secure continuance of his little mission at Waiilatpu.  But there is abundance of evidence that his ideas were of broader scope than this.  Let it be noted that efforts to depreciate Whitman suddenly ceased as late as 1891.  That year there was found in the archives of Washington, D. C, a letter from him proposing a bill for a line of forts from the Kansas river to the Willamette.  In the Walla Walla Union-Journal of August 15, 1891, the letter was first published.  It has been reproduced in Dr. O. W. Nixon's work, "How Marcus Whitman Saved Oregon:"
      To the Hon. James W. Porter, Secretary of War:  Sir: — In compliance with the request you did me the honor to make last winter while at Washington, I herewith transmit to you the synopsis of a bill, which, if it could be adopted, would, according to my experience and observation, prove highly conducive to the best interests of the United States generally; to Oregon, where I have resided for more than seven years as a missionary, and to the Indian tribes that inhabit the intermediate country.
      The government will doubtless for the first time be apprised through you, and by means of this communication, of the immense migration of families to Oregon, which has taken place this year. I have, since our interview, been instrumental in piloting across the route described, in the accompanying bill, and which is the only eligible wagon road, no less than ——— families, consisting of one thousand persons of both sexes, with their wagons, amounting in all to one hundred and twenty-six; six hundred and ninety-four oxen and seven hundred and seventy-three loose cattle.

      Your familiarity with the government's policy, duties and interests, render it unnecessary for me to more than hint at the several objects intended by the enclosed bill, and any enlargements upon the topics here suggested as inducements to its adoption, would be quite superfluous, if not impertinent.  The very existence of such a system as the one above recommended suggests the utility of postoffices and mail arrangements, which it is the wish of all who now live in Oregon to have granted them, and I need only add that the contracts for this purpose will be readily taken at reasonable rates for transporting the mail across from Missouri to the mouth of the Columbia in forty days, with fresh horses at each of the contemplated posts.  The ruling policy proposed, regards the Indians as the police of the country, who are to be relied upon to keep the peace, not only for themselves, but to repel lawless white men and prevent banditti, under the solitary guidance of the superintendent of the several posts, aided by a well-directed system to induce the punishment of crimes.  It will only be after the failure of these means to procure the delivery or punishment of violent, lawless and savage acts of aggression, that a band or tribe should be regarded as conspirators against the peace, or punished accordingly by force of arms. 
      Hoping that these suggestions may meet your approbation, and conduce to the future interests of our growing country, I have the honor to be, Honorable sir, your obedient servant,
MARCUS WHITMAN.
      Certainly it is reasoning from slender, unsubstantial premises to assert that the great influence exerted upon President Tyler and Secretary Webster by Whitman was founded on so slight a pretext as saving to him, personally, the humble mission at Waiilatpu.  Whitman must have been a man with "an idea," larger than that to have commanded respect from the ablest statesmen of his day; to have crystallized public sentiment into a desire for the whole of Oregon; to have smelted patriotism into the heraldic proclamation of defiance to England, "Fifty-four forty or fight."

      If Whitman were purely selfish, why should he have announced his intention, in 1843, of personally conducting a large train across the mountains?  Security of his mission did not depend on this.  On the contrary the advance of civilization, with attendant churches, would tend to do away entirely with missions to the Indians.

      As we approach the melancholy close of Dr. Whitman's varied career as explorer, missionary and statesman, one can not fail to be impressed with a feeling that less devotion to a patriotic sense of duty would have conduced to his personal safety.  Two antagonists were arrayed against him and his political, as well as his spiritual, plans; primarily the Hudson's Bay Company, and the Indians, indirectly influenced by the same commercial corporation.  The policy of the company was to keep the country in the condition of a vast game preserve for the purpose of breeding fur-bearing animals. Naturally this pleased the Indians.  It was directly in line with their mode of life. The policy  p.30  of American colonization was symbolized by the axe and the plow; complete demolition of profitable hunting grounds.  And of this latter policy Dr. Whitman was high priest and propagandist.

      Since the discovery of America Indian wars have been like

"Freedom's battle, once begun,          
Bequeathed by bleeding sire to son."

      In a letter written by Washington to Jay, in 1794, the first president says:  "There does
not remain a doubt in the mind of any wellinformed person in this country, not shut against conviction, that all the difficulties we encounter with the Indians, their hostilities, the murders of helpless women and innocent children along our frontiers, result from the conduct of the agents of Great Britain in this country." Historical justice demands, however, that we assign the primary cause of the Whitman massacre to the entangling circumstances of the Indians on the Columbia, under two rival peoples and conflicting policies.  Also the general character of the Indians as uncivilized and superstitious, must be duly considered.  Before the tragedy, as since, many Americans were cruel, deceitful and aggressive in their treatment of the unsophisticated savage.  Those who have philosophically watched the trend of current events in the past twenty-five years need not be told that more than one Indian outbreak can be directly traced to low cupidity and peculation among our government officials.  To a certain extent this cruelty and deception had been practiced upon the Indians by lawless white men prior to the Whitman massacre.  Today we can not come into court with clean hands for the purpose of accusing the English pioneers of Oregon.  If their policy was one designed to check the march of western civilization, it was certainly devoid of the sometimes Satanic cruelty shown by Americans towards the Indians.

      We now come to the savage details of the Whitman tragedy and the immediate cause of the outbreak.  Undoubtedly this will be found to lie in the innate superstition of the savage, educated or uneducated.  Following the return of Whitman from Washington, in 1843, the Indians in the vicinity of the mission at Waiilatpu were restless and insubordinate.  There is evidence that at this period Whitman scented danger.  He contemplated removal to The Dalles for safety, and had even gone so far as to arrange for the purchase of the Methodist Mission at that point.  Two personal enemies were arrayed against him; Tamsuky, a Cayuse chief, and Joe Lewis.  The latter, was a sullen, revengeful half-breed, one who had wandered to the mission, been befriended by the doctor, and secretly became the head center of a murderous plot.

      Measles became epidemic among the Indians during the summer of 1847, introduced among the Cayuse tribe by immigrants.  It was Indian medical practice to treat all fevers by placing the patient in a sweat-house, followed by a bath in ice-cold water.  Under such ignorant ministrations many of the patients, of course, expired.  They died, too, under the medical attendance of Dr. Whitman, whose utmost vigilance could not save his patients from the sweat-house and the fatal douche.  It was at this critical period that the treacherous Lewis circulated reports that the doctor was poisoning instead of healing his patients.  Lewis affirmed that he had overheard Whitman and Spalding plotting to obtain possession of the country.  It was finally decided by some of the influential chiefs of the tribe to demand of Dr. Whitman a test case of his professional skill.  An Indian woman afflicted with the measles was given in his charge.  The terrible alternative, secretly decided upon, was this:  Should the woman recover, all would be peace; should she die the Indians were to kill all the missionaries.

      Of this direful plot Whitman was apprised by Istikus, a Umatilla friend.  The doctor  p.31
treated the story with levity.  Not so Mrs. Whitman.  With the sensitive intuition of woman, she fully comprehended the dread significance of Istikus' story, and, though intrepid by nature, the heroine of a dangerous pioneer journey across the continent, she became alarmed, and was in tears for the first time since the death of her child eight years before.  Dr. Whitman reassured her the best he could, and renewed his promise to move down the river.  It was too late.  On the fatal 29th of November, 1847, great numbers of Tamsuky's adherents were in the vicinity of Waiilatpu.  Their sinister presence added to the alarm of Mrs. Whitman. Survivors of the massacre said that the hills were black with Indians looking down upon the scene.  About one o'clock in the afternoon of the 29th, while Dr. Whitman was reading, a number of Indians entered his room, and, having attracted his attention, one of them, said to have been Tamchas, buried his hatchet in the head of his benefactor.  Another savage, Telaukait, one who had received nothing but kindness, beat the face to a pulp.  Bloody work, thus began, was speedily followed with relentless brutality. None of the white men, scattered and unsuspecting, could offer adequate assistance. They were quickly shot down with the exception of such as were remote.  Five men escaped. After incredible suffering they finally reached a place of safety.  Mrs. Whitman was the only woman who suffered death.  Other women were outraged, and children, boys and girls, held in captivity several days . William McBean, the Hudson's Bay Company's agent, at Fort Walla Walla, refused to harbor Mr. Hall, who had escaped as far as the fort, and he subsequently perished.  A courier was dispatched by McBean to Vancouver, but this man did not even warn the people at The Dalles of danger.  Happily they were unmolested.  So soon as James Douglas, then chief factor in the place of Dr. Whitman, heard of the massacre, he sent Peter Skeen Ogden, with a force, to rescue the survivors.  Osrden exhibited a commendable zeal and efficiency, and by the expenditure of several hundred dollars, ransomed forty-seven women and children.

      Following are the names of the victims of this outbreak; the people slaughtered during the eight days of murderous riot:  Marcus Whitman, Narcissa Whitman, John Sager, Francis Sager, Crockett Brewley, Isaac Gillen, James Young and Rogers, Kimball, Sales, Marsh, Saunders, Hoffman and Hall.  Afterwards there was found on the site of the massacre a lock of long, fair hair, which was, undoubtedly taken from the head of Mrs. Whitman.  Among the relics of this tragedy, in Whitman College, it is now preserved.  An account of the escape of Mr. Osborne was published a number of years ago.  It is a graphic description of the horrors of the event, and from it we take the following extracts:
      As the guns fired and the yells commenced I leaned my head upon the bed and committed myself and family to my maker.  My wife removed the loose floor.  I dropped under the floor with my sick family in their night clothes, taking only two woolen sheets, a piece of bread and some cold mush, and pulled the floor over us.  In five minutes the room was full of Indians, but they did not discover us.  The roar of guns, the yells of the savages, and the crash of clubs and knives, and the groans of the dying continued until dark.  We distinctly heard the dying groans of Mrs. Whitman, Mr. Rogers and Francis, till they died away one after the other.  We heard the last words of Mr. Rogers in a slow voice, calling, "Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly." 
      Soon after this I removed the floor and we went out.  We saw the white face of Francis by the door.  It was warm, as we laid our hand upon it, but he was dead.  I carried my two youngest children, who were sick, and my wife held on to my clothes in her great weakness.  We had all been sick with measles.  Two infants had died.  She had not left her bed for six weeks till that day, when she stood up a few minutes.  The naked, painted Indians were dancing a scalp dance around a large fire at a little distance.  There seemed no hope for us and we knew not which way to go, but bent our steps toward Fort Walla Walla.  A dense, cold fog shut out every star and the darkness was complete.  We could see no trail and not even the hand before the face.  We had to feel out the trail with our feet.  My wife almost fainted, but staggered along.  Mill Creek, which we had to wade, was high with late rains and came up to the waist.  My wife in her great weakness came night washing down, but held to my clothes. I  p.32  braced myself with a stick, holding a child in one arm.  I had to cross five times for the children.  The water was icy cold and the air freezing some.  Staggering along about two miles Mrs. Osborne fainted and could go no further, and we hid ourselves in the brush of the Walla Walla river, not far below the lodges of Tamsuky, a chief who was very active at the commencement of the butchery.  We were thoroughly wet, and the cold, fog-like snow was about us.  The cold mud was partially frozen as we crawled, feeling our way into the dark brush.  We could see nothing the darkness was so extreme.  I spread one wet sheet down on the frozen ground; wife and children crouched upon it.  I covered the other over them. I thought they must soon perish as they were shaking and their teeth rattling with cold.  I kneeled down and commended us to our Maker.  The day finally dawned and I could see Indians riding furiously up and down the trail.  Sometimes they would come close to the brush and our blood would warm and the shaking would stop from fear for a moment.  The day seemed a week.  I expected every moment my wife would breathe her last.  Tuesday night we felt our way to the trail and staggered along to Sutucks Nima (Dog Creek), which we waded as we did the other creek, and kept on about two miles, when my wife fainted and could go no farther.  Crawled into the brush and frozen mud to shake and suffer on from hunger and cold, and without sleep.  The children, too, wet and cold, called incessantly for food, but the shock of groans and yells at first so frightened them that they did not speak loud.  Wednesday night wife was too weak to stand.  I took our second child and started for Walla Walla; had to wade the Touchet; stopped frequently in the brush from weakness; had not recovered from measles.  Heard a horseman pass and re pass as I lay concealed in the willows.  Have since learned it was Mr. Spalding. Reached Fort Walla Walla after daylight; begged Mr. McBean for horses to go to my family, for food, blankets and clothing to take to them, and to take care of my child till I could bring my family in should I live to find them alive.  Mr. McBean told me I could not bring my family to his fort.  Mr. Hall came in on Monday night, but he could not have an American in his fort, and he had him put over the Columbia river; that he could not let me have horses or anything for my wife or children, and I must go on to Umatilla.  I insisted on bringing my family to the fort, but he refused; said he would not let us in.  I next begged the priest to show pity, as my wife and children must perish and the Indians, undoubtedly, kill me, but with no success. 
      There were many priests at the fort.  Mr. McBean gave me breakfast but I saved most of it for my family.  Providentially Mr. Stanley, an artist, came in from Colville, and narrowly escaped the Indians by telling them he was "Alain," H. B., meaning that his name was Alain and that he was a Hudson's Bay Company employee.  He let me have his two horses, some food he had left from Revs. Ellis' and Walker's mission; also a cap, a pair of socks, a shirt and handkerchief, and Mr. McBean furnished an Indian who proved most faithful, and Thursday night we started back, taking my child, but with a sad heart that I could not find mercy at the hands of God.  The Indian guided me in the thick darkness to where I supposed I had left my dear wife and children.  We could see nothing and dared not call aloud.  Daylight came and I was exposed to Indians, but we continued to search till I was about to give up in despair, when the Indian discovered one of the twigs I had broken as a guide in coming out to the trail.  Following this he soon found my wife and children still alive.  I distributed what little food and clothing I had and we started for the Umatilla, the guide leading the way to a ford.
      Mr. Osborne and family went to Williamette Valley where they lived many years, as honored members of the community, though Mrs. Osborne never entirely regained her health from the dreadful experiences incident to the massacre and escape.

      The most ingenious casuistry will fail to palliate the heartlessness of Mr. McBean.  At the present day when charity, chivalry, nay, self-sacrifice to aid the suffering meet with heartiest approval from nearly all civilized nations, it is difficult to conceive of such base motives as appear to have actuated him.  That he reflected the baser qualities of the Hudson's Bay Company's policy, no one can reasonably deny.  It seemed necessary to him to show the Indians that so far from reproving their conduct the representative of the company was in sympathy, if not in actual collusion with the savage conspirators.  McBean's attitude on this occasion stands forth as one of the darkest chapters in the history of the Hudson's Bay Company's "joint occupancy" with Americans of the territory of Oregon.

      If further proof were wanted of the apparent understanding between the Indians and the company the case of the artist who gave his name as "Alain," representing himself as connected with the interests of the Hudson's Bay Company is before us.  Refusal of assistance to Mr. Osborne by the priests at Fort Walla Walla is readily understood.  Their tenure of spiritual office was dependent on the company. Their  p.33  heartless action was not based on theological antagonism.  No difference of creed entered into the matter.  They were guided simply by personal interest; they were but another form of the abject creatures to which the Hudson's Bay Company sought to reduce all their dependents.  But in the annals of American history there is no more pathetic recital than the story of Osborne's and Hall's rejection at the English fort to which they had fled for shelter.

      A less distressing case of a few weeks later is presented in the following extract from some reminiscences of Mrs. Catherine Pringle, formerly of Colfax.  Mrs. Pringle was one of the Sager children, adopted by Doctor and Mrs. Whitman.  The story of the "Christmas dinner" which follows was given by her to the Commoner, of Colfax, in 1893:
      The Christmas of 1847 was celebrated in the midst of an Indian village where the American families who kept the day were hostages, whose lives were in constant danger.  There is something tragically humorous about that Christmas, and I laugh when I think of some things that I cried over on that day. 
      When the survivors moved to the Indian village a set of guards was placed over us, and those guards were vagabond savages, in whose charge nobody was safe.  Many times we thought our final hour had come.  They ordered us around like slaves, and kept us busy cooking for them.  Whenever we made a dish they compelled us to eat of it first, for fear there was poison in it.  They kept up a din and noise that deprived us of peace  by day and sleep at night.  Some days before Christmas we complained to the chief of the village who was supposed to be a little generous in our regard, and he gave us a guard of good Indians under command of one whom we knew as "Beardy."  The latter had been friendly to Dr. Whitman; he had taken no part in the massacre, and it was claimed that it was through his intercession that our lives were spared. 
      We hailed the coming of Beardy as a providential thing, and so, when the holiday dawned, the elder folks resolved to make the children as happy as the means at hand would allow.  Mrs. Sanders had brought across the plains with her some white flour and some dried peaches, and these had been brought to our abode in William Gray's mission.  White flour was a luxury and so were dried peaches then.  Mrs. Sanders made white bread on Christmas morning, and then she made peach pie.  Beardy had been so kind to us that we had to invite him to our Christmas dinner.  We had ever so many pies, it seemed, and Beardy thought he had tasted nothing so good in all his life.  He sat in one corner of the kitchen and crammed piece after piece of that dried pie into his mouth.  We were determined that he should have all the pie he wanted, even if some of us went hungry, because Beardy was a friend on whose fidelity probably our lives depended. 
      And so we had our Christmas festival, and we sang songs and thanked heaven that we were still alive.  After dinner, and about an hour after Beardy went away, we were thrown into alarm by a series of mad yells and we heard Indian cries of "Kill them! Tomahawk them!"  A band of savages started to attack the Gray residence, and we saw them from the windows.  Our time had come and some of us began to pray.  The day that opened with fair promises was about to close in despair.  To our amazement and horror the Indian band was led by Beardy himself, the Indian we counted on to police us in just such emergencies.  He was clamoring for the death of all the white women.  Fortune favored us at this critical juncture for just as the Indians were entering the house messengers arrived from Fort Walla Walla.  The messengers knew Beardy well, and they advanced on him and inquired the reason for his wild language. 
      Me poisoned !" cried Beardy, "Me Killed.  White squaw poisoned me.  Me always white man's friend, now me enemy.  White squaw must die." 
      That would be a liberal translation of the Indian words.  Then followed a colloquy between Beardy and the messengers, and from the language used we learned that Beardy had suffered from an overdose o' American pie, and not knowing about the pains that lie in wait after intemperate indulgence even in pie, he rushed to the conclusion that he had been poisoned.  It required a long time for the messengers to convince Beardy that they were innocent of any intention to cause him pain, but that he was simply suffering from the effects of inordinate indulgence in an indigestible luxury.  The messengers talked Beardy into a reasonable frame of mind; he called off his horde of savages and peace once more spread her wings over the William Gray mission.  We were all happy that night — happy that Mrs. Saundres' pie had not been the means of a wholesale slaughter of white families on Christmas day. 
      The messengers I speak of brought good news from the fort.  Succor was at hand, and on December 29th we were moved to the fort and started down the river to The Dalles, January 3, 1848.  The Christmas of the year 1847, as it was celebrated in this territory, offers something of a contrast to the yuletide merriment in all the churches and homes today.
      We have described the Whitman Mission, Whitman's mid-winter journey, his work for Oregon and the massacre.  It remains to speak of the Cayuse war which followed as a natural sequence.


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CHAPTER III.
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THE OREGON CONTROVERSY.

      The struggle of five nations for possession of "Oregon," a domain embracing indefinite territory, but including the present states of Oregon, Washington and Idaho, and a portion of British Columbia, ran through a century and a half, and culminated in the "Oregon Controversy" between England and the United States.  Through forty years of diplomatic sparring, advances, retreats, demands, concessions and unperfected compromises the contest was waged between the two remaining champions of the cause, the United States and Great Britain. British parliamentary leaders came and went; federal administrations followed each other successively, and each in turn directed the talents of its able secretaries of state to the vital point in American politics, Oregon.

      The question became all important and far reaching.  It involved, at different periods, all the cunning diplomacy of the Hudson's Bay Company, backed by hundreds of thousands of pounds sterling; it brought to the front conspicuously the life tragedy of a humble missionary among the far western Indians, Dr. Marcus Whitman; it aroused the spirited patriotism of American citizenship from Maine to Astoria, and it evoked the sanguinary defi from American lips, "Fifty-four forty or fight."

      It closed with a compromise, quickly, yet effectually consummated; ratification was immediate, and the "Oregon Controversy" became as a tale that is told, and from a live and burning issue of the day it passed quietly into the sequestered nook of American history.

      To obtain a fairly comprehensive view of this question it becomes necessary to hark back to 1697, the year of the Treaty of Ryswick, when Spain claimed, as her share of North America, as stated by William Barrows:
      On the Atlantic coast from Cape Romaine on the Carolina shore, a few miles north of Charleston, due west to the Mississippi river, and all south of that line to the Gulf of Mexico. That line continued beyond the Mississippi makes the northern boundary of Louisiana.  In the valley of the lower Mississippi Spain acknowledged no rival, though France was then beginning to intrude.  On the basis of discovery by the heroic De Soto and others, she claimed up to the head of the Arkansas and the present famous Leadville, and westward to the Pacific.  On that ocean, or the South Sea, as it was then called, she set up the pretensions of sovereignty from Panama to Nootka Sound or Vancouver.  These pretensions covered the coasts, harbors, islands and even over the whole Pacific Ocean as then limited.  These stupendous claims Spain based on discovery, under the papal bull of Alexander VI, in 1493.  This bull or decree gave to the discoverer all newly discovered lands and waters.  In 1513 Balboa, the Spaniard, discovered the Pacific Ocean, as he came over the Isthmus of Panama, and so Spain came into the ownership of that body of water.  Good old times those were, when kings thrust their hands into the new world, as children do theirs into a grab-bag at a fair, and drew out a river four thousand miles long, or an ocean, or a tract of wild land ten or fifteen times the size of England.
      Nor was France left out at the Ryswick partition of the world.  She claimed in the south and in the north, and it was her proud boast that from the mouth of the Penobscot along the entire seaboard to the unknown and frozen Arctic, no European power divided that coast with her, nor the wild interior back of it.

      At the date of this survey, 1697, Russia was quiescent. She claimed no possessions. But at the same time Peter the Great, and his ministers, were doing some heavy thinking.  Results of these cogitations were afterwards seen in  p.15  the new world, in a territory known for many years to school children as Russian America, now the Klondyke, Dawson, Skaguay, Bonanza Creek, the Yukon and — the place where the gold comes from. Russia entered the lists; she became the fifth competitor, with Spain, England, France and the United States, for Oregon.

      Passing over the events of a hundred years, years of cruel wars; of possession and dispossession among the powers; the loss by France of Louisiana and the tragedy of the Plains of Abraham, we come to the first claims of Russia.  She demanded all the Northwest Coast and islands north of latitude 51 degrees and down the Asiatic coast as low as 45 degrees, 50 minutes, forbidding "all foreigners to approach within one hundred miles of these coasts except in cases of extremity."  Our secretary of state, John Quincy Adams, objected to this presumptuous claim.  Emphatically he held that Russia had no valid rights on that coast south of the 55th degree.  Vigorous letters were exchanged and then "the correspondence closed."  Great Britain took sides with the United States.  Our protest was emphasized by promulgation of the now famous "Monroe Doctrine," the substance of which lies in these words: "That the American continents, by the free and independent condition which they have assumed and maintained, are henceforth not to be considered as subjects for colonization by any European power."

      Subsequently it was agreed between Russia and the United States, in 1824, that the latter country should make no new claim north of 54 degrees, 40 minutes, and the Russians none south of it.  With Great Britain Russia made a similar compact the year following, and for a period of ten years this agreement was to be binding, it being, however, understood that the privilege of trade and navigation should be free to all parties.  At the expiration of this period the United States and Great Britain received notice from Russia of the discontinuance of their navigation and trade north of 54 degrees, 40 minutes.

      Right here falls into line the Hudson's Bay Company.  Between Great Britain and Russia a compromise was effected through a lease from Russia to this company of the coast and margin from 54 degrees, 40 minutes, to Cape Spencer, near 58 degrees.  Matters were, also, satisfactorily adjusted with the United States.

      The final counting out of Russia from the list of competitors for Oregon dates from 1836.  During a controversy between England and Russia the good offices of the United States were solicited, and at our suggestion Russia withdrew from California and relinquished all claims south of 54 degrees, 40 minutes.  And now the contest for Oregon was narrowed down between Great Britain and the United States. But with the dropping of Russia it becomes necessary to go back a few years in order to preserve intact the web of this history.

      On May 16, 1670, the Hudson's Bay Company was chartered by Charles II. Headed by Prince Rupert the original incorporators numbered eighteen.  The announced object of the company was "the discovery of a passage into the South Sea" — the Pacific Ocean.  During the first century of its existence the company really did something along the lines of geographical discovery.  Afterward its identity was purely commercial. Twelve hundred miles from Lake Superior, in 1778, the eminent Frobisher and others had established a trading post, or "factory," at Athabasca. Fort Chipewyan was built ten years later and Athabasca abandoned.  From this point Mackenzie made his two overland trips to the Pacific, treated in the two preceding chapters.  Commenting upon these expeditions, from a political view point, William Barrows, in the "American Commonwealths" series, says:

      "The point reached by Mackenzie on the Pacific is within the present limits of British Columbia on that coast (53 degrees, 21 minutes), and it was the first real, though  p.16  undesigned step toward the occupation of Oregon by Great Britain. That government was feeling its way, daringly and blindly, for all territory it might obtain, and in 1793 came thus near the outlying region which afterward became the coveted prize of our narrative." (Oregon: the Struggle for Possession.)

      Between the United States and possession of Oregon stood, like a stone wall, the Hudson's Bay Company.  It was the incarnation of England's protest against our occupancy.  Such being the case it is a fortuitous opportunity to glance, briefly, at the complexion of this great commercial potentate of the Northwest Coast.  Aside from geographical discoveries there was another object set forth in the Hudson's Bay Company's charter.  This was "the finding of some trade for furs, minerals and other considerable commodities."  Moreover an exclusive right was granted by the charter to the "trade and commerce of all those seas, straits and bays, rivers, lakes, creeks and sounds, in whatsoever latitude they shall be, that lie within the entrance of the straits commonly called Hudson's Straits."  The charter extended, also, to include all lands bordering them not under any other civilized government.

      Such ambiguous description covered a vast territory — and Oregon.  And of this domain, indefinitely bounded, the Hudson's Bay Company became monarch, autocrat and tyrant, rather an unpleasant trinity to be adjacent to the gradually increasing and solidifying dominion of the United States.  Then, with the old company, was united the Northwestern Company, at one time a rival, now a component part of the great original "trust" of the Christian era.  The crown granted to the new syndicate the exclusive right to trade with all Indians in British North America for a term of twenty years.  Their hunters and trappers spread themselves throughout the entire northwest of North America.  Their fur monopoly extended so far south as the Salt Lake basin of the modern Utah.  Rivals were bought out, undersold or crushed.  The company held at its mercy all individual traders from New Foundland to Vancouver; from the head of the Yellowstone to the mouth of the Mackenzie.  With no rivals to share the field, the extent of territory under the consolidated company seems almost fabulous — one-third larger than all Europe; larger than the United States of to-day,
Alaska included, by, as Mr. Barrows states, "half a million of square miles."  And it was preparing, backed by the throne of England, to swallow and assimilate "Oregon."  Concerning this most powerful company Mr. Barrows has contributed the following graphic description:

      "One contemplates their power with awe and fear, when he regards the even motion and solemn silence and unvarying sameness with which it has done its work through that dreary animal country. It has been said that a hundred years has not changed its bills of goods ordered from London. The company wants the same muskrat and beaver and seal; the Indian hunter, unimproved, and the half-breed European, deteriorating, want the same cotton goods, and flint-lock guns and tobacco and gew-gaws. To-day as a hundred years ago the dog-sledge runs out from Winnipeg for its solitary drive of five hundred or two thousand or even three thousand miles. It glides silent as a spectre over those snow-fields and through the solemn, still forests, painfully wanting in animal life. Fifty, seventy, and hundred days it speeds along, and as many nights it camps without fire, and looks up to the same cold stars. At the intervening points the sledge makes a pause, as a ship, having rounded Cape Horn, heaves to before some lone Pacific island. It is the same at the trader's hut or 'factory,' as when the sledge man's grandfather drove up the same dogs, the same half-breeds or voyageurs to welcome him, the same foul, lounging Indians, and the same mink-skin in exchange for the same trinket. The fur animal and its purchaser and hunter, as the  p.17  landscape, seem to be alike under the same immutable law of nature : —

      " 'A land where all things always seem the same,' as among the lotus-eaters. Human progress and Indian civilization have scarcely made more improvement than that central, silent partner of the Hudson's Bay Company — the beaver."

     Originally the capital stock of this company, at the time the charter was granted by Charles II, was $50,820.  Through profits alone it was tripled twice within fifty years, going as high as $457,380, without any additional money being paid in by stockholders.  The Northwest Company was absorbed in 1821 on a basis of valuation equal to that of the Hudson's Bay Company.  Then the consolidated capital stock was $1,916,000, of which $1,780,866 was from profits.  And during all this elapsed period an annual dividend of ten per cent had been paid to stockholders.  One cargo of furs, leaving Fort George for London in 1836, was valued at $380,000.  In 1837 the consolidated company organized the Puget Sound Agricultural Company.  This was intended to serve as an offset to encroachments of colonists from the United States which settled in Oregon.  In 1846 the English government conceded United States claims to Oregon, and at that period the Hudson's Bay Company claimed property within the territory said to be worth $4,990,036.67.

      With such gigantic and powerful competition for the territory of Oregon it is surprising that even as determined a government as the United States should have succeeded in ousting it from its trespass on our property.  Nor could this have been accomplished had it not been for the pluck, skill, determination and indomitable energy of our hardy pioneers.  While the sale of rabbit skins alone in London, in one year, ordinarily amounted to thirteen hundred thousand, the company found its profit also in the beaver, land and sea-otter, mink, fisher, muskrat, fox, raccoon, sable, black, brown and grizzly bear and buffalo.  And in search for these fur-bearing animals the hunters of the company braved every danger and spread themselves over the wild half of North America.  So far from carrying out the provisions of its charter relating to geographical discovery, early in the nineteenth century the company threw every obstacle possible in the way of such discoveries.  Evidently it feared rivals.  Sir John Barrow, in his history of Arctic Voyages, says: "The Northwest Passage seems to have been entirely forgotten, not only by the adventurers who had obtained their exclusive charter under this pretext, but also by the nation at large; at least nothing more appears to have been heard on the subject for more than half a century."

      And what of the darker deeds of this mysterious, silent, yet powerful commercial aggregation?  In 1719 it refused a proposal from Mr. Knight that two vessels be sent by him to look up a rumored copper mine at the mouth of an arctic river.  In 1741 the company showed signs of hostility toward a Mr. Dobbs, engaged in the same enterprise.  The failure of Captain Middleton, commissioned by the Lords of Admiralty to explore northern and western waters of Hudson's Bay, is attributed to a bribe of five thousand pounds received from the company.  The beacon light at Fort York was cut down in 1746 to insure the complete wreck of an exploring party then aground in that vicinity.  Much of the information concerning auriferous deposits brought back by Mackenzie from his two journeys was suppressed.  The Hudson's Bay Company had set its face against mineral development.  Even that industry was a rival.  Following the assassination of Dr. Marcus Whitman by Indians, in 1847, one of the survivors of the massacre was refused the protection of Fort Walla Walla then under command of an agent of the Hudson's Bay Company.  On the whole this aggregation of English capital seems to have been as antagonistic to English enterprise as to  p.18  American commerce, but all the time working like a mole under ground.

      Previous to the War of 1812 England had strenuously urged the Ohio as the western limit of the colonies. She seduced various Indian tribes to oppose western immigration.  In 1811 General Harrison, afterward president, attempted to hold a friendly conference with the great Tecumseh.  The meeting was disrupted by the latter, and it required the battle of Tippecanoe to teach the warriors a bloody object lesson.  Then followed the War of 1812.  In this Great Britain made an effort to recover the northwest, but failed signally.  But the Hudson's Bay Company was England in North America.  And when the nation failed the commercial syndicate succeeded — for a time.  While the United States had legal, she had not, owing to the interference of this company, actual possession and occupancy.

      Following the close of the Revolution and the treaty of 1783, an attempt was made to run a northern boundary for the United States.  It looked well on paper.  It traversed wild, unexplored territory unknown to either party to the agreement.

      "Thus," says Barrows, "the northwest point of the Lake of the Woods was assumed for one bound from which the line was to run, to the northwestern point of the lake and thence 'due west,' to the Mississippi.  The clause in the treaty reads thus: 'to the said Lake of the Woods, and thence through the said lake to the most northwestern point thereof, and from thence on a due west course to the river Mississippi.'  But the head of the river, proved to be a hundred miles or more to the south. So that little prominence in our otherwise straight boundary is the bump of ignorance developed by two nations.  The St. Croix was fixed by treaty as the boundary on the northeast, but a special 'Joint Commission' was required in 1794 to determine 'what river is the St. Croix,' and four years afterward this commission called for an addition to their instructions since their original ones were not broad enough to enable them to determine the true St. Croix."

      In 1841 another commission ran a boundary from the head of the St. Croix, by the head of the Connecticut, to the St. Lawrence; thence through the middle of its channel and the middle of the lakes to the outlet of Lake Superior, occupying the whole of seven years.  And yet the line had not been carried through Lake Superior to the Lake of the Woods.  Finally, in 1818, this was done and an agreement reached, though this line was not on the 49th parallel, from the Lake of the Woods, to the Rocky Mountains, the line that was offered by Great Britain, accepted by one administration, refused by another, and finally adopted instead of "Fifty-four forty or fight."  Still the English commission was loath to part with the Mississippi valley.  They asked for a right of way to the headwaters of that stream.  At the same time the southern limits of their northern possessions did not come within one hundred miles of the source of the Mississippi from whence its waters flow more than three thousand miles to the Gulf of Mexico.  The commission, however, abandoned this claim and turned, to stand resolutely on latitude 49 degrees.  During negotiations with England, in 1818, a compromise was effected which provided for a joint occupation of Oregon for ten years.  In 1827 it was renewed, to run indefinitely, with a provision that it could be terminated by either party on giving one year's notice.  The Ashburton-Webster treaty of 1842 fixed the line between the St. Croix and St. Lawrence.  In 1846 another commission failed to accomplish results in extending a line to the westward through their inability to agree on the "middle of the channel" between the mainland and Vancouver Island.

      Not until 1872 was this latter question decided.  It was submitted to the Emperor of Germany as final arbiter.  He decided favorably to the claim of the United States.  Thus this boundary question was prolonged eighty-nine  p.19  years, under eight treaties and fifteen specifications, until final adjustment in its entirety.  The Oregon boundary remained in dispute up to 1847.  It may here be appropriately remarked that the Joint Boundary Commission of 1818, agreeing on the 49th parallel, might have carried the line to a satisfactory point had they not been stopped by fur traders.  Two companies were then attempting to gain possession of the territory.

      The expedition of Lewis and Clarke, 1804-6, opened the eyes of England.  Jealous lest Americans should gain an advantage.  Laroque was sent by the Northwestern Company to sprinkle the Columbia river country with trading posts.  But Laroque gained no farther westing than the Mandan Indian village on the Missouri.  In 1806 Fraser, having crossed the mountains, made the first English settlement by erecting a post on Fraser Lake.  Others soon followed and New Caledonia came into existence.  It had remained for daring frontiersmen to open the dramatic contest for possession of Oregon.  Diplomats and ministers had dallied and quibbed.  Now the contest had become serious and earnest.  A German immigrant, John Jacob Astor, was destined to play a prominent part in future strategetic movements for this possession.  At forty years of age he was established in the fur business on the great lakes.  Later, he had another post at the mouth of the Columbia river, Astoria, a freight port for furs incoming, and beads and trinkets outgoing.  In 1810 he dispatched an expedition of sixty men from St. Louis to the Columbia.  Fifteen months after, depleted by death, the survivors reached Astoria.  Another company of about the same number arrived by way of Cape Horn some time earlier.  Other ships followed, and in 1813 Mr. Astor suffered the loss of the Lark, shipwrecked on the Sandwich, now the Hawaiian Islands.  Nor was this the worst.  Of Mr. Astor's partners, a majority had sold out to the Northwest Fur Company of Montreal, an English organization.  Property which Mr. Astor had valued at $200,000 had been thrown away for $40,000.  He saw signs of treachery.  But so far, despite these handicaps, he had outwitted his competitors.  They had planned to forestall him at the mouth of the Columbia.  The failure of Laroque had defeated this scheme.  Another division of the Northwest Company, in 1811, had attempted to reach there ahead of the sagacious American trader.  This party was snowbound and compelled to winter in the mountains.  When they eventually arrived Astoria was a reality.  The importance of these events is worthy of notice.  Had Laroque or the other parties anticipated Astor, strong and cumulative evidence would have been afforded England of prior possession, and this evidence would have been a powerful leverage during the long controversy which followed concerning the northern boundary of Oregon.

      Then, too, the defection of Astor's partners who had sold out to the Northwest Company led to an incident in the Oregon Controversy which is significant.  Mr. Barrows says: The leading partner in it, and the one who afterward led off in its sale, received them (representatives of the Northwest Company) in a friendly and hospitable way, and not as rivals: when they returned from their vain expedition he supplied them, not only with provisions, but with goods for trading purposes up the river, where they established trading huts among the Indians and became rivals of the Americans. Strange to say when the question of priority of occupation and national sovereignty was under discussion at London, fifteen years afterward, the English put in these huts of this returning company, as proof that the English were as early if not earlier in the Columbia than the Americans.

      Here is a case in point which eloquently illustrates the supremacy of commercialism over sentimental statesmanship.  Astor's partners had turned over the post, practically, to the Northwestern Company. The United States had been solicited by Great Britain, previous to
 p.20  the War of 1 812, to favor the Northwest Company as against Mr. Astor, and this request
had been refused.  When the war opened England flamboyantly dispatched a naval force to the Columbia under orders "to take and destroy everything American on the Northwest Coast."  On the arrival of this fleet in 1813, the commander had the barren satisfaction of running up the English colors and naming the post St. George.  Already it had passed into English hands via the Northwest Company.

      Bad faith of his partners and the chances of war had, temporarily defeated the plans of Mr. Astor.  American interests on that coast were under a cloud.  But the United States was destined to win out.  The War of 1812 was fairly on.  It had been declared on June 12, 1812; the treaty of peace was signed December 14, 1814.  It contained this clause materially affecting our interests in Oregon: "All territory, places and possessions whatsoever, taken by either party from the other during the war  *  *  *  shall be restored without delay."  Did this provision cover Astoria?  Apparently the English thought not, for when, in 1817, an American vessel was put in readiness to occupy that post Mr. Bagot, the English minister at Washington, opposed it.  Two points are noted in his protest:  The post had been sold to the Northwest Company prior to the war; therefore never captured.  Secondly, "the territory itself was early taken possession of in his majesty's name, and had since been considered as forming a part of his majesty's domains."  But repossession was granted despite the protest. In 1818 the Stars and Stripes again waved over Astoria and the name "St. George" was relegated to the limbo of the obsolete.

      But the Oregon Question was not dead; only hibernating.  It sprang into life at the behest of the eloquent Rufus Choate.  From his seat in the senate he said: "Keep your eye always open, like the eye of your own eagle, upon the Oregon. Watch day and night. If any new developments or policy break forth, meet them. If the times change, do you change. New things in a new world. Eternal vigilance is the condition of empire as well as of liberty."

      For twenty-seven years the threads of diplomatic delay and circumlocution were spun out concerning the status of Oregon.  Theoretically Astoria had been restored to us; practically the Northwest fur traders thronged the land.  The English company had built a stockade fort.  It looked as if they intended to hold possession of the mouth of the Columbia vie et armis.  Indian tribes ranged themselves on the side of the English.  Their minds had been poisoned; insidious words had been breathed into their ears to the effect that the Americans would steal their lands; the English wanted only to trade with them for furs.  And for more than ten years following the treacherous sale of Astoria, there were scarcely any Americans in the country.  Greenhow in his "History of Oregon and California," declares that at the period when the Hudson's Bay Company was before parliament, in 1837, asking for renewal of its charter, they "claimed and received the aid and consideration of government for their energy and success in expelling the Americans from the Columbia regions, and forming settlements there, by means of which they were rapidly converting Oregon into a British colony."

      Astoria was restored to the United States by the Treaty of Ghent in 1814.  Yet in that document there is no allusion made to the Northwest Coast, or in fact, any territory west of the Lake of the Woods.  Our instructions to the American plenipotentiaries were to concede nothing to Great Britain south of the forty-ninth parallel.  Thus the question was left in abeyance with no defined boundary between English and American territory west of the Lake of the Woods.  The southern boundary of Oregon was, also, in doubt. It was not definitely fixed until the Florida Purchase.  p.21  Then it was decided that parallel forty-two, on the Pacific, running east from that ocean to the Arkansas, down the river to longitude one hundred; on that meridian south till it strikes the Red river; down the Red river to longitude ninety-four; due south on it to the Sabine river; and down the Sabine to the Gulf of Mexico, should define the southern and western boundaries of the Louisiana Purchase of 1803, which up to that period had remained indefinite. This act fixed, also, the southern boundary of Oregon.

      Until 1820 congress remained dormant so far as Oregon interests were concerned.  Then it was suggested that a marine expedition be dispatched to guard our interests at the mouth of the Columbia and aid immigration from the United States.  Nothing resulted.  In 1821 the same question was revived, but again permitted to relapse into desuetude.  Mr. Barrows does not use language too strong when he says:  "There appeared to be a lack of appreciation of the case, and there was a skepticism and lethargy concerning that half of the union, which have by no means disappeared."

      In 1814 the question having been reopened in London Mr. Rush claimed for the United States from the forty-second to the fifty-first parallel.  This section would embrace all the waters of the Columbia.  Per contra the English demanded possession of the northern half of the Columbia basin.  This would have given us, as the northern boundary of Oregon, the Columbia river from a point where it intersects the forty-ninth parallel to its mouth.  It is well to examine, at this point, what such a boundary would have meant to Washington.  Had it been accepted there would, probably, never have been any state of Washington, at least, not as subsequently defined.  It would have meant the loss of the following territory, comprised in the counties of Klickitat. Skamia. Cowlitz, Clark, Wahkiakum. Pacific. Chehalis, Mason, Lewis. Pierce. Jefferson. Clallam. Kitsap, King, Snohomish, Skagit, Whatcom, Yakima, Kittitas, Chelan, Okanogan and Ferry, a territory comprising forty-three thousand, seven hundred and sixteen square miles, two-thirds of the area of the present state of Washington.

      Thus remained the status of the dispute until 1828.  Joint occupancy had now continued ten years.  It must be conceded that the country, owing to this provision, was now numerically British.  And English ministers were eager to avail themselves of the advantages of this fact.  They said:  "In the interior of the territory in question the subjects of Great Britain have had, for many years, numerous settlements and trading posts — several of these posts on the tributary streams of the Columbia, several upon the Columbia itself, some to the northward and others to the southward of that river.  *  *  *  In the whole of the territory in question the citizens of the United States have not a single settlement or trading post.  They do not use that river, either for the purpose of transmitting or receiving any produce of their own to or from other parts of the world."

      Yet why was this the condition in Oregon at that period?  Simply because the aggressiveness of the Northwestern Company had opposed American colonization and fought each and every advance made by our pioneers, commercially and otherwise.  Nor can it be denied that for many years Oregon was unappreciated by the east.  To-day it appears, to unreflecting minds, an extravagant boast to say that only one-fifth of the domain of the United States lies east of the Mississippi river.  And yet the statement is true.  Only in 1854 did the initial  railway gain the banks of the Father of Waters — at Rock Island.  From there progress to the northwest was, for many years, slow, perilous and discouraging.  Truly, it was a difficult matter for Oregon to assert herself.  In 1828 an "Oregon wave" had swept over congress, amid considerable feverish interest and prolonged eloquence.  Protracted debate was had on a bill to survey the territory west of the
 p.22  mountains between 42 degrees and 54 degrees 40 minutes, garrison the land and extend over it the laws of the United States.  The measure was defeated, again the question slumbered.

      But the daring American pioneers of the west were by no means idle.  Unconsciously they were accomplishing far more toward a final settlement of the "Oregon Question" than all the tape-bound documents sleeping in the pigeon-holes of English parliamentary and American congressional archives.  Of these pioneers Captain Bonneville should not pass unnoticed.  He was of the army, and with one hundred of his men he made a two years' hunting, trapping and fur-trading expedition, from the Missouri to the Colorado, and thence to the Columbia.  In 1832 Nathaniel J. Wyeth organized a company of twenty-two persons, in Massachusetts, for western exploration.  Enthusiastic descriptions of Oregon, written by Hall J. Kelly, had contributed greatly to awaken this interest among the scholarly young men who formed Wyeth's party.  On July 4, 1832, they had arrived at Lewis' Fork of the Columbia.  Among them were sickness, disappointment and insubordination.  Here the company divided.  Several left to return east; among them Jacob and John, brothers of Captain Wyeth.  Nathaniel Wyeth and his remaining companions reached Snake river, and one hundred miles north of Salt Lake, established a trading post.  He was ruined by the ever aggressive Hudson's Bay Company, which placed a rival post, Fort Boise, below Fort Hall.  British ministers had impudently declared that Oregon was settled by Englishmen; that Americans had no trading posts within its limits.  And why not?  Read the following from Mr. Wyeth's memoir to congress: Experience has satisfied me that the entire weight of this company (Hudson Bay) will be made to bear on any trader who shall attempt to prosecute his business within its reach. * * * No sooner does an American start in this region than one of these trading parties is put in motion. A few years will make the country west of the mountains as completely English as they can desire.

      To the same congressional committee William A. Slocum, in a report, goes on record as follows: "No individual enterprise can compete with this immense foreign monopoly established in our waters. * * * The Indians are taught to believe that no vessels but the Company's ships are allowed to trade in the river, and most of them are afraid to sell their skins but at Vancouver or Fort George."

    Small wonder that at this time there were less than two hundred Americans west of the Rockies.  And Canadian law, by act of parliament, was extended throughout the region of the Columbia.  Theoretically it was joint occupation; practically British monopoly.  So late as 1844 the British and Foreign Review said, brutally:  "The interests of the company are of course adverse to colonization. *  *  *  The fur trade has been hitherto the only channel for the advantageous investments of capital in those regions."

      Truly the Hudson's Bay Company had adopted a policy of "multiplication, division and silence."  Because meat and beef conduced to pastoral settlements, so late as 1836, the company opposed the introduction of cattle.  One of the missionaries stationed at Moose Factory has written this: "A plan which I had devised for educating and training to some acquaintance with agriculture native children, was disallowed. * * * A proposal made for forming a small Indian village near Moose Factory was not acceded to; and instead, permission only given to attempt the location of one or two old men, no longer fit for engaging in the chase, it being carefully and distinctly stated, by Sir George Simpson, that the company would not give them even a spade toward commencing this mode of life."

      In 1836 when Dr. Marcus Whitman and his party were entering Oregon. J. K. Townsend. a naturalist sent from Philadelphia to collect  p.23  specimens of fauna and flora, said to him at Walla Walla:  "The company will be glad to have you in the country, and your influence to improve their servants and their native wives and children. As to the Indians you have come to teach they do not want them to be any more enlightened. The company now have absolute control over them, and that is all they require."

      And right here is the crux of the differences between the United States and England concerning the territory of Oregon. It was the aim of the former to develop, improve and civilize the country; it was the expressed determination of the latter to keep it in darkness and savagery. For in North America the Hudson's Bay Company was England and English statesmen were under the complete domination of this company's abject commercialism. It has pleased modern English writers to describe Americans as "a nation of shop-keepers." But throughout the whole Oregon controversy the United States stood for progress and civilization; England for the long night of ignorance and barbarism — for profit. Summed up by Mr. Barrows the relations to Oregon of the two countries were as follows: "The Americans struck Oregon just where the English failed, in the line of settlements and civilization. One carried in the single man and the other the family; one, his traps and snares, the other his seed wheat and oats and potatoes; one counted his muskrat nests, and the other his hills of corn; one shot an Indian for killing a wild animal out of season; and the other paid bounty on the wolf and bear; one took his newspaper from the dog-mail twenty-four or thirty-six months from date, and the other carried in the printing press; one hunted and traded for what he could carry out of the country, the other planted and builded for what he could leave in it for his children. In short the English trader ran his birch and batteaux up the streams and around the lakes to bring out furs and peltries, while the American immigrant hauled in with his rude wagon, the nineteenth century and came back loaded with Oregon for the American union."

      In 1840 the flow of American immigration into Oregon, especially the missionaries, Lee, Whitman and Parker, alarmed the Hudson's Bay Company. It strenuously opposed the advent of wagons and carriages. Immigrants were lied to at Fort Hall; were told that it would be impossible to proceed farther on wheels. It is recorded that on this account many of them reached Dr. Whitman's mission in a deplorably destitute condition. But all the artifices of the company could not check the hegira from the east. It is reserved for another chapter to relate the experiences of these pioneers. We have to do here, mainly, with the final settlement of the great "Oregon Question" between England and the United States — the political struggle for sovereignty.

      In 1843 Sir George Simpson, governor of the Hudson's Bay Company, who had made a tour of the continent, challenged us in these words: "The United States will never possess more than a nominal jurisdiction, nor long possess even that, on the west side of the Rocky Mountains. And supposing the country to be divided tomorrow to the entire satisfaction of the most unscrupulous patriot in the union, I challenge congress to bring my prediction and its power to the test by imposing the Atlantic tariff on the ports of the Pacific."

      Thus the great international question of tariff was brought into the Oregon Controversy.  But we must not jump to the conclusion that Sir George was without some foundation for his vaporous remarks.  At that time the Hudson's Bay Company had twenty-three posts and five trading stations in the northwest; it had absorbed ten rival companies, not leaving one American or Russian, and had been the means of putting to rout seven immigrant expeditions seeking homes in Oregon.

      The Oregon boundary question was still in dispute. But those Americans familiar with the
 p.24  subject were destined to temporary disappointment.  In 1827 it had been referred, through a convention, to the King of the Netherlands as arbiter.  Both parties to the dispute had rejected his decision in 1831.  Five efforts had been made to adjust the boundary by President Jackson, and five failures had resulted.  The administration of President Van Buren closed with the matter still unsettled.  In 1842 Lord Ashburton came from London to negotiate a boundary treaty with Daniel Webster, secretary of state.  A certain boundary treaty was negotiated, August 9, 1842, the two ministers signed it;  it was ratified by the senate on the 25th; by the Queen soon after, proclaimed on November 10, 1842 — and the Oregon boundary was not in it.  Nothing official whatever alluding to Oregon was found therein.  The only boundary touched was one "beginning at the monument at the source of the river St. Croix," terminating at the Rocky Mountains on the forty-seventh parallel.  Little wonder that sectional feeling developed in the far west.

      Dr. Marcus Whitman, whose connection with the "Oregon Question" is treated in another chapter, had arrived in Washington too late for any effectual pleas for consideration of the matter in the treaty just signed.  Still, as Mr. Barrows says: "The pressure of Oregon into the Ashburton treaty would probably have done one of three things, prevented the treaty altogether, excluded the United States from Oregon, or produced a war. Delay and apparent defeat were the basis of our real success, and the great work of Marcus Whitman, by his timely presence at Washington, was in making the success sure."

      With Oregon left out the Ashburton treaty had been ratified.  The outlook was, indeed, gloomy.  As a reflex of the insidious teachings of the Hudson's Bay Company the following extract from a speech delivered by Mr. McDuffie in the United States senate is interesting.  He said:
      What is the character of this country?  Why, as I understand it, that seven hundred miles this side of the Rocky Mountains is uninhabitable, where rain scarcely ever falls — a barren and sandy soil — mountains totally impassable except in certain parts, where there were gaps or depressions, to be reached only by going some hundreds of miles out of the direct course.  Well, now, what are we going to do in a case like this?  How are you going to apply steam?  Have you made anything like an estimate of the cost of a railroad running from here to the mouth of the Columbia?  Why, the wealth of the Indies would be insufficient.  You would have to tunnel through mountains five or six hundred miles in extent.  *  *  *  Of what use will this be for agricultural purposes?  I would not, for that purpose, give a pinch of snuff for the whole territory.  I wish it was an impassable barrier to secure us against the intrusion of others.  *  *  *  If there was an embankment of even five feet to be removed, I would not consent to expend five dollars to remove that embankment to enable our population to go there.  I thank God for his mercy in placing the Rocky Mountains there.
      At the time this speech was being delivered Dr. Marcus Whitman was on his way from Oregon with "the facts in the case," information destined to shed a flood of intelligence on a rather benighted congress.  And, in reality, our country was rapidly nearing the end of this interminable controversy.  An area of territory sixty-three times the size of Massachusetts and four times as large as Great Britain and Ireland was about to come under the protecting aegis of the United States government.  The Hudson's Bay Company had declared, through its emissaries, that a wagon trip to Oregon was an impossibility.  The same sentiment had been voiced in the United States senate.  It remained for Dr. Whitman to prove the falsity of such an audacious statement.  He led a party of two hundred wagons through to his mission on the mouth of the Columbia, arriving in October, 1843.  And this, too, against vigorous opposition from the Hudson's Bay Company, at Fort Hall.  Then the people began to manifest a lively interest in the question.  This interest had been stimulated in December, 1842, by a message from President Tyler, in which he said: "The tide of population which has reclaimed what was so lately an unbroken wilderness  p.25  in more contiguous regions, is preparing to flow over those vast districts which stretch from the Rocky Mountains to the Pacific Ocean. In advance of the acquirements of individual rights sound policy dictates that every effort should be resorted to by the two governments to settle their respective claims." January 8, 1843, congress received news that Dr. Whitman had made good his claim, and reached his destination, with wagons, in Oregon.  Party spirit, for there were two parties to the Oregon Controversy, aside from the British, ran high.  Dr. Winthrop said:  "For myself, certainly, I believe that we have as good a title to the whole twelve degrees of latitude," i. e., up to 54 degrees 40 minutes.  Senator Thomas Benton voiced the prevailing sentiment of the time in these words: "Let the emigrants go on and carry their rifles. We want thirty thousand rifles in the valley of the Oregon; they will make all quiet there, in the event of a war with Great Britain for the dominion of that country. The war, if it come, will not be topical: it will not be confined to Oregon, but will embrace the possessions of the two powers throughout the globe. Thirty thousand rifles on the Oregon will annihilate the Hudson's Bay Company and drive them off our continent and quiet the Indians."

      Rufus Choate spoke for peace.  He was followed by pacificatory utterances from others.  Still, there was sufficient vitality in the "Fifty-four forty or fight" to elect President Polk on such a campaign issue.  The population of Oregon at the close of 1844 was estimated by Mr. Greenhow at more than three thousand.  The Indian agent for the government, Mr. White, placed it at about four thousand; Mr. Hines said:  "In 1845 it increased to nearly three thousand souls, with some two thousand to three thousand head of cattle."  The west was warm with zeal and anticipation.  In the house of representatives Mr. Owen, of Indiana, said: "Oregon is our land of promise. Oregon is our land of destination. 'The finger of nature' — such were once the words of the gentleman from Massachusetts (J. Q. Adams) in regard to this country, — 'points that way;' two thousand Americans are already dwelling in her valleys, five thousand more * * * will have crossed the mountains before another year rolls round." It was the opinion of the senator from Illinois, Mr. Semple, that ten thousand would cross the Rocky Mountains the following year.

      At last a resolution was introduced in congress "affirming Oregon to be part and parcel of the territory of the United States from 42 degrees to 54 degrees, 40 minutes, and that notice should be given at once to terminate the joint occupation of it."  It was held on the floor of the house that "no doubts now remain in the minds of American statesmen that the government of the United States held a clear and unquestionable title to the whole of the Oregon territory."

      In the region at this time the Hudson's Bay Company had about thirty "trading posts."  Really they were forts and powerful auxiliaries to an internecine war.  Seven thousand citizens of the United States were in the same country.  The question of another war with England had become a live and important issue.  To have stood solidly for 54 degrees, 40 minutes, would have meant war, and as one gentleman expressed it, "a war that might have given the whole of Oregon to England and Canada to the United States."  During forty days the question of giving notice to England of discontinuance of joint occupancy was discussed in the house.  It was carried by a vote of one hundred and sixty-three to fifty-four.  The struggle in the senate was longer.  An idea of the engrossing nature of the Oregon topic may be gleaned from the fact that three score bills and resolutions were kept in abeyance on the calendar for future action.  Daniel Webster prophesied that war would not result: that the incident would be closed by compromise and that the compromise  p.26  would be on the boundary line of the forty-ninth parallel.  The attitude of the two countries was this:  We had offered forty-nine degrees from the mountains to the Pacific ocean, not once, but several times;  England had offered forty-nine degrees from the mountains to the Columbia, and by that stream to the sea.   A comparatively narrow triangle of land only lay between the demands of England and concessions of the United States.  Most excellent grounds for a compromise.  April 23, 1846, the notice passed the house by a vote of forty-two to ten, with important amendments strongly suggestive to both governments to adjust all differences amicably. No one longer feared war.
      From the point on the forty-ninth parallel of north latitude where the boundary laid down in existing treaties and conventions between the United States and Great Britain terminates, the line of boundary between the territories of the United States and those of her Britannic Majesty shall be continued westward along said forty-ninth parallel of north latitude to the middle of the channel which separates the continent from Vancouver's Island, and thence southerly through the middle of the said channel, and of Fucca's Strait, to the Pacific ocean : Provided, however, that the navigation of the whole of the said channel and straits south of the forty-ninth parallel of north latitude, remain free and open to both parties.
      Thus reads the first article of the final boundary treaty between England and the United States, so far as concerns Oregon.  But to mould it into this form and sign the same, fifty-four years, two months and six days had been required by the two countries.  On July 17, 1846, the document, previously ratified, was exchanged in London between the two governments.  But Captain Robert Gray, of Boston, had discovered the Columbia river May 11, 1792, and fully established a United States title to the country which it drains.  It remained yet for a boundary commission, in 1857, to run the line.  The first meeting of the commission was held July 27, of the same year.


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