CHAPTER X.

Sheriff Jones went away, vowing that he would have revenge, and sent

the following dispatch to Gov. Shannon:

DOUGLAS CO., K. T., NOV. 27, 1855.

SIR:--Last night I, with a posse of ten men, arrested one

Jacob Branson, by virtue of a peace warrant regularly

issued, who, on our return, was rescued by a party of

_forty men_ who rushed upon us suddenly from behind a

house by the roadside, all armed to the teeth with

Sharpe's rifles.

You may consider an open rebellion as already having

commenced, and I call upon you for THREE THOUSAND MEN to

carry out the laws. Mr. Hargis, the bearer of this letter,

will give you more particularly the circumstances. Most

respectfully,

SAMUEL J. JONES,

Sheriff Douglas County.

To His EXCELLENCY, WILSON SHANNON, GOVERNOR KANSAS TERRITORY.

On receipt of the above dispatch, Gov. Shannon wrote to

Major-General William P. Richardson, reciting the story

told him by Sheriff Jones, together with additional

stories (equally false), told him by Hargis, and closed

his letter with the following order:

You are therefore hereby commanded to collect together as

large a force as you can in your division, and repair,

without delay, to Lecompton, and report to S. J. Jones,

Sheriff of Douglas County, together with the number of

your forces, and render him all the aid and assistance in

your power in the execution of any legal process in his

hands. The forces under your command are to be used for

the sole purpose of aiding the Sheriff in executing the

law, and for no other purpose.

I have the honor to be

Your obedient servant,

WILSON SHANNON.

Gov. Shannon knew, as well as he knew his name was Wilson Shannon, that

this meant another invasion of Kansas Territory. There was no organized

militia in Kansas. Gen. Richardson did not live in Kansas; he lived in

Missouri, and it meant Missouri militia and not Kansas militia.

Moreover, the Governor knew, or at least ought to have known, what an

unreliable man this Sheriff Jones was. Jones was Postmaster at Westport,

and Shannon was living at Shawnee Mission, in the neighborhood of

Westport. And yet, without one moment's inquiry, he placed the issues of

life and death of this infant Territory in the hands of this lying

scoundrel.

There was a rallying of the clans of the blue lodges of Missouri. The

following appeal, sent by Brig. Gen. Eastin, editor of the _Leavenworth

Herald_, and commander of the second brigade, Kansas militia, must serve

as a sample of the dispatches that were scattered broadcast through the

border Missouri counties:

"TO ARMS! TO ARMS!"

It is expected that every lover of _law and order_ will

rally at Leavenworth on Saturday, December 1, 1855,

prepared to march at once to _the scene of rebellion_ to

put down the outlaws of Douglas county, who are committing

depredations upon persons and property, burning down houses

and declaring open hostility to the laws, and have forcibly

rescued a prisoner from the Sheriff. Come one, come all!

The outlaws are armed to the teeth, and number 1,000 men.

Everyman should bring his rifle and ammunition, and it

would be well to bring two or three days' provisions. Every

man to his post and do his duty. MANY CITIZENS.

In answer to the above appeal 1,500 men, mostly from Missouri, encamped

around Lawrence, under such notabilities as Maj. Gens. Strickler and

Richardson, Brig. _Gen_. Eastin, Col. Atchison, Col. Peter T. Abell,

Robert S. Kelley, Stringfellow and Sheriff Jones. They had broken into

the United States Arsenal at Liberty, Clay County, Mo., and stolen guns,

cutlasses and such munitions of war as they required.

But when this was known the free State men turned out from all the

settlements of Kansas with equal alacrity, to defend Lawrence. They came

singly, and in squads and in companies. They came by night and by day.

Sam Wood, Tappin and Smith, the rescuers of Branson, and who were

residents of Lawrence, left the city, and there were none there against

whom Sheriff Jones had any writs to execute. Dr. Robinson was appointed

Commander-in-Chief for the defense of the city, and James H. Lane was

appointed second in command. But Lane was the principal figure in the

enterprise. He alone had military experience, and he alone had the

daring, the genius and the personal magnetism of a real leader.

The free State men, for the last year, had been passing through the

furnace-fires of a vigorous discipline, and they would have fought as

the Tennessee and Kentucky backwoodsmen of Andrew Jackson fought behind

their cotton bales at the battle of New Orleans. They had seen their

rights wrested out of their hands by a mob of ruffians, and now they

were proposing to settle the matter in that court of last resort that is

the final and ultimate appeal of the nations. Except Gen. Lane, they had

small knowledge of military tactics, but they knew how to look along the

barrel of a rifle; moreover, they would fight behind breastworks, and

this to raw troops would have been an immense advantage.

It is probable that the first intimation that Gov. Shannon got of the

real state of affairs at Lawrence was conveyed to him in the following

letter, written by Brig. Gen. Eastin:

GOVERNOR SHANNON:--Information has been received direct

from Lawrence, which I consider reliable, that the outlaws

are well fortified with cannon and Sharpe' rifles, and

number at least 1,000 men. It will, therefore, be

difficult to dispossess them.

The militia in this portion of the State are entirely

unorganized, and mostly without arms. I suggest the

propriety of calling upon the military of Fort

Leavenworth. If you have the power to call out the

government troops, I think it would be best to do so at

once. It might overawe these outlaws and prevent

bloodshed.

S. J. EASTIN,

Brig. Gen. Northern Brigade, K. M.

Gen. Eastin is mistaken in putting their number at 1,000, but whether

many or few they certainly would have fought a hard battle. They were

picked men from all the Kansas settlements. Our old friend, Caleb May,

was there, as grim and as self-possessed as Andrew Jackson. So also Old

John Brown was there with his four sons, though they did not arrive

until Gov. Shannon had made overtures for peace.

The Governor telegraphed to Washington to obtain authority to call out

Col. Sumner with the United States troops at Fort Leavenworth. He also

wrote to Col. Sumner to hold himself ready to march at a moment's

notice. And now this simple-minded Gov. Shannon, Ex-Governor of Ohio,

who had come to Kansas to waste in a few short months the ripe honors he

had been so carefully hoarding up for a life-time, bethought himself

that it was time for him to go and look with his own eyes after this

rebellion he had so foolishly and recklessly stirred up.

We have already remarked that Gen. James H. Lane was the most

conspicuous figure in the defense of Lawrence. It is proper to pause and

consider the character of this man, who shone for a time like a

brilliant meteor, and then had his light quenched in the blackness of

darkness.

He had now been eight months in Kansas. He came out of the Mexican war

with a good reputation as a brilliant and dashing officer, and a man of

approved courage. As a politician he had been highly favored by the

people of Indiana. He was in the convention that nominated President

Pierce. He was in Congress at the time of the passage of the

Kansas-Nebraska bill, and aided in its enactment. He was the friend of

Stephen A. Douglas. Yet he came to Kansas a man of broken fortunes. He

was bankrupt in reputation, bankrupt in property, and bankrupt in

morals, and he came away from unhappy family relations. Notwithstanding,

he brought with him boundless ambition, and a consciousness in his own

heart that he possessed genius that might lift him up to the highest

pinnacle of honor. His first effort was to reorganize that political

party that was in control of the Government at Washington, and that he

had so faithfully served in Indiana. As respects slavery, he probably

would have said with Mr. Douglas that he did not care whether it was

voted up or voted down. But his effort fell stillborn and dead. Dr. John

H. Stringfellow was an old Whig, and so also were many of the

Pro-slavery leaders, and they would not hear to it that there should be

any parties known save the Pro-slavery and Free State parties. The Free

State men were equally averse to making any division in their own ranks.

Mr. Lane was to choose, and he did choose _with a vengeance_.

Bad men usually pay this compliment to a righteous life, that they seek

to conceal their wicked deeds and wear the outside seeming of virtue.

But this strange man never pretended to be anything else than just what

he was. He displayed such audacious boldness as gave an air of

respectability even to his wickedness.

His public speaking did not belong to any school of oratory known among

men; yet, if to sway the people as a tempest bends to its will a field

of waving grain, be oratory, then was Mr. Lane, in the highest sense of

the word, an orator. He spoke once in Chicago when the people were most

excited over the Kansas troubles. A great crowd came to hear, and he

swayed them to his will, as only such men as Henry Ward Beecher and

Patrick Henry have been able to do. But this gospel was the gospel of

hate. Implacable, unforgiving hate was his only gospel.

At last this man, at once both great and wicked, having attained the

highest honors the people had to bestow, died by his own hand. The

people believed that he had gone wrong and betrayed them, and they

withdrew from him their favor. Mr. Lane loved popularity more than he

loved heaven, and he shot himself through the brain.

The writer, unwilling alone to take the responsibility of expressing

such a judgment as the above, appealed to a gentlemen whose high

position in public life and kindly and conservative temper eminently

qualify him to speak, and this is what he says:

No one can question the fact that Mr. Lane's career in Kansas exerted a

great influence in shaping the affairs and controlling the destiny of

the young State. During his life I was alternately swayed by feelings of

admiration and distrust. I recognized fully the marvelous energy and

equally marvelous influence of the man, but I distrusted his sincerity

and lacked confidence in his integrity. When I met him, or listened to

one of his impassioned speeches, ne swept me away with the contagion of

his seeming enthusiasm, but when I went out from the influence of his

personal magnetism I felt that something was lacking in the man to

justify a well-grounded confidence.

This man that had in him such a commingling of good and evil was now the

leading spirit in the defense of Lawrence. [2]

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