ZEBULON MONTGOMERY PIKE.

This gallant officer, whose fate so closely resembles that of the

chivalric, ardent, and romantic Montgomery, was bred in a camp, lived

a soldier’s life, and died a soldier’s death.

“Brief brave, and glorious, was his young career!”

Like Sidney before the walls of Zutphen, he perished in the hour of

victory, when he had just plucked the coronal of his fame; like him,

too, rejoicing that his death was for the honor of his country.

General Pike was descended from a family of soldiers. One of his

ancestors, Captain John Pike, was highly distinguished, according to

the traditionary accounts, in the early Indian wars of the colony.

His father, Major Zebulon Pike, entered the army of the United

States as a captain of infantry, in 1792, having served, with high

credit, in the levies of the previous year, and was promoted to

the rank of major in 1800. His son, the hero of this sketch, was

born at Lamberton, New Jersey, the residence of the family for many

generations, on the fifth day of January, 1779. While he was yet a

child, his father removed to Bucks County, Pennsylvania, and thence

to Easton. In his boyhood, he was remarkable both for his spirit and

bravery, and his thoughtful and studious habits. He enjoyed but few

advantages, and obtained a knowledge only of the ordinary branches of

an English education.

At an early age, he accompanied his father to the western frontiers

of the Union, and served for some time as a cadet in his company.

On the third of March, 1799, he received a commission as ensign

in the 2nd infantry, and on the twenty-fourth of April, 1800, was

promoted to a first lieutenancy in the same regiment. During the

year 1800, he was transferred to the 1st infantry. Unlike most of

the young officers around him, who contented themselves with going

through the customary routine of barrack duty, he devoted all his

leisure time to reading and study. Without the aid of an instructor,

he became tolerably well acquainted with the French, Latin, and

Spanish languages, and made considerable proficiency in mathematics

and general science. He was not indifferently versed in polite

literature, though much could not have been expected from him in this

respect, as his reading and studies were very desultory in their

character. He possessed an inquiring mind, habits of investigation

and reflection, and was a nice observer of men and things; he

was likewise patient and assiduous in his efforts to improve his

mind,--but all these good qualities did not make up for the absence

of a regular system.

In March, 1801, Pike was married to Miss Clarissa Brown, of

Cincinnati. He was tenderly and devotedly attached to his wife, and

had several children by her, only one of whom, a daughter, survived

him.

[Sidenote: EXPEDITION UP THE MISSISSIPPI.]

After the purchase of Louisiana from France, Mr. Jefferson projected

several expeditions of discovery in the territory newly acquired.

Captain Lewis and Lieutenant Clarke were selected to ascend the

Missouri, to cross the mountains, and trace the Columbia river to its

mouth; and about the same time, Lieutenant Pike was ordered by his

commanding officer, General Wilkinson, to conduct an expedition to

the sources of the Mississippi. On the ninth of August, 1805, he left

St. Louis in a keel boat, seventy feet long, with provisions for four

months; his whole party consisting of one sergeant, one corporal,

and seventeen private soldiers. There was not a scientific man

attached to the expedition; his men were totally unacquainted with

the country; and Pike himself was required to perform the duties, as

he remarks in the Preface to his published Narrative, “of astronomer,

surveyor, commanding officer, clerk, spy, guide, and hunter.”

He was absent on this expedition nearly nine months. He visited

a great number of Indian tribes, attended several councils, made

treaties with them, and purchased valuable tracts of land. On the

sixteenth of October he erected a stockade, and established a winter

station for his men, two hundred and thirty-three miles above the

falls of St. Anthony. He was determined to pursue his explorations

still further, and accordingly commenced his preparations as soon

as practicable. While he remained at the encampment, its tedious

monotony was relieved by the excitement of the chase. In December,

he continued his journey in canoes and on foot--his men drawing

their baggage on sleds over the frozen snow. After visiting Sandy,

Leech, and Red Cedar lakes, and making his surveys and examinations,

he returned to his stockade, where he had left his sergeant, and

invalid soldiers, on the eighteenth of February, 1806. He was

compelled to wait here till the breaking up of the ice in the spring,

when he descended the river to St. Louis, arriving there on the

thirtieth of April.

General Wilkinson was so well pleased with the manner in which

Lieutenant Pike had conducted the expedition up the Mississippi, that

within four months after his return, he selected him to undertake

a similar enterprise. On the fifteenth of July, 1806, he embarked

at St. Louis, with his party, consisting of one lieutenant, one

sergeant, two corporals, sixteen privates, and an interpreter,

together with forty Osage captives, who had recently been recovered

from their enemies, the Potowatomies. Dr. Robinson, a professional

gentleman, accompanied the expedition as a volunteer.

Proceeding up the Missouri river to the Osage country, Lieutenant

Pike restored the captives to their friends, and then made his way

to the Pawnee towns, with whom he partially succeeded in cultivating

friendly relations. His efforts, however, were in a great measure

frustrated, by their proximity to the Spanish settlers of New Mexico,

a large body of whom had lately visited their country.

Having fulfilled the duties required of him in the Indian country,

Lieutenant Pike proceeded to obey his further instructions, to

explore the territory lying on the headwaters of the Arkansas and

Red rivers. After leaving the Indian neighborhood, he and his party

encountered the severest hardships and fatigues. On reaching the

Arkansas, he directed Lieutenant Wilkinson to descend the river to

the military post on its lower waters, with seven men of the party.

He then held on his way with the remainder of his command, and, at

length, after days and weeks of toil and suffering--he and his men

being compelled for a portion of the time to carry seventy pounds

each on their backs--he arrived on what he supposed to be the bank of

the Red river, but which proved to be the Rio Grande.

[Sidenote: TAKEN PRISONER TO CHIHUAHUA.]

While encamped in the vicinity of the river, he was visited by a

detachment of Spanish and Mexican lancers, by whom he was conducted

to Santa Fé. The Spaniards were at that time extremely inimical

towards the people of the United States, and it was probably supposed

that Pike was connected with the expedition of Colonel Burr. He was

treated with great respect, however, but was carefully watched,

and shortly afterwards sent, with his party, to Chihuahua, the

residence of the Captain-general of the Internal Provinces, under

a strong escort. All his papers, with the exception of his private

journal, were here taken from him, and he was then permitted to

return home, accompanied by an escort, by way of San Antonio and

Nacogdoches,--though he was forbidden to take any notes, or make any

observations, on the route. He evaded this prohibition, by making

his memoranda on small scraps of paper, which were concealed in the

gunbarrels of his men. On the first of July, 1807, the long and

arduous expedition terminated, by the arrival of himself and party at

Natchitoches.

On his return to the United States, Pike found himself promoted to

the rank of captain. His conduct received the express approbation of

the Secretary of War, and his zeal, perseverance, and intelligence,

elicited a high, but richly deserved encomium, from a committee of

Congress. He subsequently prepared a Narrative of his Expedition,

abounding in interesting and useful information, and accompanied with

valuable maps and charts, which was published in 1810.

In 1809, Pike was raised to a majority in the 6th infantry, and, in

1810, was appointed lieutenant colonel of the 4th infantry. Being

engaged on detached service at the southwest, he was not present at

the battle of Tippecanoe, in November, 1811, in which his regiment

bore so prominent a part. While holding the rank of lieutenant

colonel, he was appointed deputy quartermaster general, the duties of

which office he discharged with commendable fidelity and punctuality.

On the twentieth day of May, 1812, Colonel Pike was present at a

numerous meeting of the citizens of Philadelphia, held in the State

House yard, the object of which was to embolden the government

to declare war against Great Britain. He took no part in the

proceedings, but was not an uninterested spectator. His whole soul

was in his profession; his heart glowed with the noble ambition of

the soldier; and he gladly welcomed these expressions of the popular

will, as the certain indications that he would soon be summoned to

the field. He panted for action, for glory and fame. His ardent wish

was soon gratified, by the declaration of war in June following,

and on the increase of the army, in July, he was promoted to the

colonelcy of the 15th infantry.

Shortly after receiving his new commission, Colonel Pike proceeded

to the Champlain frontier, where he was stationed for some months,

under the immediate orders of General Dearborn, with a command

consisting of twenty-five hundred men. He found the troops in great

need of discipline, and labored earnestly and indefatigably to

correct the difficulty. No regular system of tactics had then been

adopted; some officers adhering to that of “Old Steuben,” in vogue

during the revolution, and others adopting the more modern French

system. Pike was active in his temperament, enthusiastic, ambitious

to excel, and, perhaps, too fond of innovations. He felt himself

at liberty to choose for himself, and therefore drilled his own

regiment in three ranks, according to the French mode; the rear rank

being provided with short guns and long pikes. They made a bristling

appearance in the charge, but were not very serviceable, and soon

became known in the army as “Pike’s regiment of _pikes_.” After his

death the short guns and pikes were no longer used.

One of the innovations introduced by Pike, was that of drilling

his men with snow shoes, in anticipation of a winter campaign in

Canada; and there are many amusing anecdotes related of the singular

appearance presented by his men when going through their manœuvres

and evolutions on parade.

[Sidenote: INCURSION INTO CANADA.]

In October, 1812, Colonel Pike made a successful incursion into

Canada, with his regiment; the northern army being then stationed

near the frontier, in the town of Champlain. On the nineteenth

instant, he surprised a body of British and Indians stationed at a

blockhouse, destroyed a large quantity of public stores, and returned

to camp without sustaining much loss. In the winter of 1813, he

was assigned to the command of a brigade, and was ordered from

Plattsburg to Sacketts Harbor, in consequence of a report that Sir

George Prevost designed to attack that post.[32]

At the opening of the campaign of 1813, Pike was promoted to the

rank of brigadier general, and accompanied General Dearborn in his

expedition against York. It was the great fault committed by our

generals in the war of 1812, that no permanent lodgment was made on

the Canada shore, between Kingston and Montreal. Had this been done,

the two provinces would have been effectually detached, and the upper

one must of necessity have submitted to the authority of the United

States. The instructions issued from the War Department to General

Dearborn, in the spring of 1813, specified Kingston and York, Forts

George and Erie, as suitable points of attack. It was, of course,

designed that an attempt should be first made on Kingston; but the

commanding general was deceived by a false report as to its strength,

intended by the enemy to produce that effect, and therefore selected

York, the capital of Upper Canada, now known as Toronto.

Pike was constantly employed at Sacketts Harbor, in drilling the men

intended for the expedition, which was to be a secret one,--it being

understood that he was to have the actual command of the forces,

though General Dearborn decided to accompany him. The troops, to

the number of about seventeen hundred men, were embarked on board

Commodore Chauncey’s fleet, on the twenty-third of April, 1813,

and set sail on the twenty-fifth instant. On the morning of the

twenty-seventh, they hove in sight of York, and the landing instantly

commenced, in the small boats, under the direction of General Pike,

who had previously made all the necessary arrangements, and issued

the most precise orders, which were directed to be read at the head

of every corps.

[Sidenote: EXPEDITION AGAINST YORK.]

It was originally designed that the debarkation should take place

on the open shore, near the ruins of old Fort Toronto, about two

miles above York; but the prevalence of a strong east wind forced

the boats on a part of the coast fringed with trees and underbrush,

which afforded an excellent cover to the enemy’s sharpshooters. Major

Forsyth led the descent with his rifle corps. His men cheered lustily

as their boats skimmed over the blue waters, and rapidly neared the

beach. The alarm had already been communicated to General Sheaffe,

the commandant of the garrison at York; a strong body of grenadiers,

with the Glengary fencibles, were paraded on the shore to oppose the

landing; a still larger force of regulars and militia, at least seven

hundred strong, were observed in the rear; and there were five or six

hundred Indians scattered through the woods in detached parties.

As Major Forsyth approached the shore, a heavy fire of musketry and

rifles was poured on his command. He at once ordered his men to rest

a few seconds on their oars, and return the enemy’s fire. General

Pike was at this moment standing on the deck of his ship, intently

surveying the scene with his glass. Observing what he thought a

cowardly pause on the part of the advance, he exclaimed to his staff,

“I can stay here no longer,--come, jump into the boat!” As he spoke,

he leaped into the boat, followed by his officers, gave the order to

make way, and pushed into the thickest of the fire.

Meantime, Major Forsyth and his men had gallantly driven the enemy

from the bank, and effected a landing. They then sheltered themselves

behind the trees and bushes, and opened a lively fire. The first

volley of the enemy had killed their armorer, the best shot in the

corps, and they now made the woods ring with the shrill report of

their pieces, and their loud shouts for vengeance.

General Pike soon landed, with Major King’s infantry, the light

artillery under Major Eustis, the volunteer corps of Colonel

McClure, and Lieutenant Riddle’s rifles. The general placed himself

at the head of the platoon first formed, and ordering the rest to

follow, dashed up the bank under a fierce shower of bullets from

the grenadiers. His noble example inspired his men with confidence.

Willing hearts found ready hands. At the word they sprang forward

with the utmost vivacity and firmness, and charged impetuously upon

the enemy, who almost immediately broke, and retired in disorder

towards their works in the town. At the same instant, Forsyth’s

bugles pealed forth their merry notes of victory. The effect on the

Indians was electrical; they gave a loud yell and fled in every

direction; but the Glengary fencibles still maintained an irregular

fire. A fresh body of grenadiers now issued from the wood, and made

a dash at Major King’s regiment; at first, the latter faltered under

the terrible crash of the bayonet, but they speedily rallied,

returned the charge with a will, and drove the enemy from the field.

All the troops having landed, they were formed in order of attack,

and led on by General Pike in person, against the enemy’s works.

Advancing through the wood, they came within range of a twenty-four

pounder gun planted in one of the batteries. The battery was stormed

and cleaned in an instant. A second work was soon after entered,

which had previously been abandoned. The assailants then moved

forward, in columns, upon the principal intrenchment, whither the

enemy had retreated. On approaching it, the barracks appeared to have

been evacuated. Suspecting some trick, General Pike ordered a halt,

and sent Lieutenant Riddle forward to reconnoitre.

[Sidenote: EXPLOSION OF THE MAGAZINE.]

In the meanwhile, General Pike, ever as humane and generous, as he

was brave, had aided in removing a wounded British soldier with his

own hands to a place of safety, and then sat down on the stump of a

tree with one of the enemy’s sergeants who had been taken prisoner.

He was busily employed in examining him, with the assistance of his

aids, when the hill-side was suddenly convulsed as if with the throes

of an earthquake. The magazine in the main work of the enemy exploded

with a deafening roar. Huge volumes of smoke darkened the air;

vast columns of flame shot up towards the sky; and large masses of

fragments were thrown into the air, where they hung suspended for a

moment, and then descended with a sharp hissing sound, crushing into

the earth both friends and foes within a circuit of three hundred

yards.[33] The magazine was constructed of stone, and one of the

heaviest masses fell upon the group gathered about General Pike. All,

except one of the aids, were mortally wounded,--the general himself

receiving a severe contusion on the breast.

The American troops for an instant recoiled before this terrible

catastrophe; but they were quickly reformed by Colonel Pearce, of

the 16th infantry, who now assumed the command, and his subordinate

officers; the lively strains of martial music soon reïnspired them;

and they were again led forward to the attack, rending the air,

as they advanced, with their loud hurrahs. As they filed past the

suffering, but heroic Pike, whose breast and sides were literally

crushed in, he said, “Push on, my brave fellows, and avenge your

general!”--They instantly dashed on with redoubled zeal; though the

plume of their gallant leader was no longer to be seen, his influence

was still upon them; and in a few hours the victory was completed,

by the capture of the town and fort; General Sheaffe making a

precipitate retreat with his regulars, in the direction of Kingston.

The public buildings and barracks were destroyed, and the military

stores removed; and the place was then abandoned. The enemy lost

about two hundred men in killed and wounded, and nearly three hundred

were taken prisoners. The loss of the Americans was three hundred and

twenty killed and wounded, principally caused by the explosion of the

magazine. Between thirty and forty of the enemy were also killed and

wounded by the explosion.

[Sidenote: HIS DEATH.]

After the advance of the troops, Pike was taken up by some of his

men, under the direction of the surgeons, to be conveyed on board

the ship. As they reached the shore of the lake, a loud prolonged

shout was heard, evidently proceeding from his brigade. The cheering

sound revived the dying hero. Like Wolfe upon the plains of Abraham,

he turned his head with an inquiring look. This was noticed by a

sergeant beside him, who instantly cried, “The British union jack

is coming down, general--the stars are going up!” Pike struggled

to speak, but the effort was vain; he heaved a deep sigh, and a

glad smile lighted up his fine features. He was then rowed to the

Commodore’s ship and taken on board. He lingered a few hours in great

pain, being unable to articulate a single syllable. Just before he

breathed his last, as his eye was glazing in death, the British

standard was brought to him; he made a sign to have it placed under

his head, and calmly breathed his last.

The personal intrepidity of General Pike was not his only good

quality. He was devotedly attached to his profession, and jealous of

the preservation of its honor,--as was evinced by the orders issued

on the morning of the fatal twenty-seventh of April. Among them

was one, in which he prohibited any molestation of the persons or

property of private citizens, and strictly enjoined upon his troops

that they should refrain from committing outrages of every character,

however much they might be provoked. He was pure-minded, frank and

ingenuous; firm in danger, and resolute in adversity; blameless in

life, and heroic in death,--exemplifying, under circumstances that

required the exhibition of unusual fortitude and resignation, the

truthful sentiment of the Roman poet--

“Dulce, et decorum est, pro patria mori!”

On the day previous to the embarkation at Sacketts Harbor, General

Pike addressed a letter to his father, in which he said: “I embark

to-morrow in the fleet at Sacketts Harbor, at the head of a column

of fifteen hundred choice troops, on a secret expedition. If success

attend my steps, honor and glory await my name; if defeat, still

shall it be said that we died like brave men, and conferred honor,

even in death, on the American name. Should I be the happy mortal

destined to turn the scale of war, will you not rejoice, O my father?

May Heaven be propitious, and smile on the cause of my country! But

if we are destined to fall, may my fall be like Wolfe’s--to sleep in

the arms of victory!”

[Sidenote: HIS CHARACTER.]

The hero’s wish was gratified. The same breeze that fanned his cheek,

and cooled the aching forehead on which the death-damp was rapidly

gathering, unfurled the victorious banner, welcomed, as it shook

its star-gemmed folds above the heads of his brave soldiers, with

a deafening shout that went up like the gush of many waters. He

desired no higher, or greater distinction, in life, than to serve his

country in the tented field--he asked no nobler death than that which

awaited him, in the hour of his proud triumph:--

“He died, as hearts like his should die,--

In the hot clasp of victory!”

[Illustration: WINFIELD SCOTT.]

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