CHAPTER X

_Ignorance of the American People regarding the Territory called

New France and that called Louisiana.--Civilization's Cruel March

into Louisiana.--Lewis and Clark, Leaders of the Expedition to the

Far West, already Trained Soldiers.--Its Aim not Conquest, but the

Advancement of Knowledge and Trade.--Some Previous Explorers.--The

Make-up of Lewis and Clark's Party.--Fitness of the Leaders for

the Work.--The Winter of 1804-1805 spent at Fort Mandan.--First

Encounter with the Grizzly Bear.--Portage from the Missouri to

the Columbia, 340 Miles.--Down the Columbia to the Coast near

Point Adams.--The Return Journey begun, March, 1806.--British

Traders blamed for the Indians' Hatred of Americans.--The

Americans thus driven to Deeds which made them despised by the

British.--Arrival of the Explorers at St. Louis.--News of this

Exploration starts the Rush of Emigrants to the West.--Zebulon M.

Pike's Ascent of the Mississippi, 1805.--He explores the Leech

Lake Region.--Ordered to the Far West, he reaches the Republican

and Arkansas Rivers.--Sufferings of his Party travelling toward

the Rio Grande.--He sets up the American Flag on Spanish Territory

and is sent away.--The West regarded as the Home of Patriotism._

LEWIS AND CLARK: EXPLORERS OF LOUISIANA

[Illustration]

WHEN the vast region known as Louisiana was purchased by President

Jefferson, a century ago, the American people knew as little about it

as the American colonies knew about the great territory called New

France which came under English sovereignty at the end of the French

War, fifty years earlier. But however great Louisiana was, and whatever

its splendid stretch of gleaming waterway or rugged mountain range,

it was sure that the race which now became its master would not shirk

from solving the tremendous problems of its destiny. In 1763 the same

race had taken quiet possession of New France, including the whole

empire of the Great Lakes and all the eastern tributaries of the

Mississippi River; in the half-century since that day this race had

proved its vital powers of successful exploitation of new countries. In

those fifty years a Tennessee, a Kentucky, an Ohio, and an Indiana and

Illinois had sprung up out of an unknown wilderness as if a magician's

wand had touched, one by one, the falling petals of its buckeye

blossoms. Thus, New France had been acquired by a great kingdom, but

the power of assimilation lay in the genius of the common people of

England's seaboard colonies for home-building and land-clearing. Soon

the era of brutal individualism passed from the Middle West and the old

Northwest; weak as it was, the young American Republic, in the person

of such men as Richard Henderson and Rufus Putnam, threw an arm about

the wilderness, while George Rogers Clark, "Mad Anthony" Wayne, and

William Henry Harrison settled the question of sovereignty with the

red-skinned inhabitants of the land.

Civilization often marched rough-shod into the American Middle West,

bringing, however, better days and ideals than those which it harshly

crushed. After Anthony Wayne's conquest of Northwestern Indiana at

Fallen Timber (near Toledo, Ohio) in 1794 the burst of population

westward from Pittsburg and Kentucky to the valley of the Mississippi

was marvellous; by the time of the purchase of Louisiana in 1803

the rough vanguard of the race which had so swiftly opened Kentucky

and Ohio and Tennessee to the world was crowding the banks of the

Mississippi, ready to leap forward to even greater conquests. What

these irrepressible pioneers had done they could do again. Those who

affirmed that the purchase of Louisiana must prove a failure had

counted without their host.

Nothing is of more interest in the great Government expedition of

exploration which President Jefferson now sent into the unknown

territory beyond the Mississippi than this very fact of vital

connection between the leaders of the former movement into the eastern

half of the Mississippi Basin and this present movement into its

tremendous western half. In a previous story we have shown that the

founders of the old Northwest were largely heroes of the French and

Indian and the Revolutionary wars; it is now interesting indeed to

note that these leaders in Far Western exploration--Meriwether Lewis

and William Clark--were in turn heroes of the British and Indian wars,

both of them survivors of bloody Fallen Timber, where, on the cyclone's

path, Anthony Wayne's hard-trained soldiers made sure that Indian

hostility was never again to be a national menace on the American

continent.

[Illustration: MERIWETHER LEWIS

_Of the Lewis and Clark Expedition_]

The proposed exploration of Louisiana by Lewis and Clark is interesting

also as the first scientific expedition ever promoted by the

American Government. For it was a tour of exploration only; the party

did not carry leaden plates such as Céloron de Bienville brought fifty

years back in those days of gold interwoven with purple, to bury

along the tributaries of the Ohio as a claim to land for his royal

master and the mistresses of France. There was here no question of

possession; Lewis and Clark were, on the contrary, to report on the

geography, physiography, and zoölogy of the land, designate proper

sites for trading stations, and give an account of the Indian nations.

It is remarkable that little was known of Louisiana on these heads.

Of course the continent had been crossed, though not by way of the

Missouri River route, which had become the great highway for the fur

trade. Mackenzie had crossed the continent in the Far North, and Hearne

had passed over the Barren Grounds just under the Arctic Circle. To

the southward from the Missouri the Spaniards had run to and from the

Pacific for two centuries. The commanding position of St. Louis showed

that the Missouri route was of utmost importance; the portage to the

half-known Columbia was of strategic value, and a knowledge of that

river indispensable to sane plans, commercial and political, in the

future.

In May, 1804, the explorers were ready to start from St. Louis. They

numbered twenty-seven men and the two leading spirits, Lewis and

Clark; fourteen of the number were regular soldiers from the United

States army; there were nine adventurous volunteers from Kentucky; a

half-breed interpreter; two French voyageurs and Clark's negro servant

completed the roster. The party was increased by the addition of

sixteen men, soldiers and traders, whose destination was the Mandan

villages on the Missouri, where the explorers proposed to spend the

first Winter.

There is something of the simplicity of real grandeur in the

commonplace records of the leaders of this expedition. "They were

men with no pretensions to scientific learning," writes Roosevelt,

"but they were singularly close and accurate observers and truthful

narrators. Very rarely have any similar explorers described so

faithfully not only the physical features, but the animals and plants

of a newly discovered land. ... Few explorers who did and saw so much

that was absolutely new have written of their deeds with such quiet

absence of boastfulness, and have drawn their descriptions with such

complete freedom from exaggeration."

The very absence of incident in the story is significant to one who

remembers the countless dangers that beset Lewis and Clark as they

fared slowly on up the long, tiresome stretches of the Missouri;

surprises, accidents, misunderstandings, miscalculations, and mutinies

might have been the order of the day; a dozen instances could be cited

of parties making journeys far less in extent than that now under

consideration where the infelicities of a single week surpassed those

known throughout those three years. These splendid qualities, which can

hardly be emphasized save in a negative way, make this expedition as

singular as it was auspicious in our national annals. Good discipline

was kept without engendering hatred; the leaders worked faithfully with

their men at the hardest and most menial tasks; in suffering, risking,

laboring, they set examples to all of their party. In dealing with the

Indians good judgment was used; even in the land of the fierce Dakotas

they escaped harm because of great diplomacy, presenting a more bold

and haughty front than could perhaps have been maintained if once it

had been challenged. With all Indian nations conferences were held, at

which the purchase of Louisiana from France was officially announced,

and proper presents were distributed in sign of the friendship of the

United States.

The Winter of 1804-1805 was spent at Fort Mandan, on the Missouri

River, sixteen hundred miles from its junction with the Mississippi.

In the Spring the party, now thirty-two strong, pressed on up the

Missouri, which now turned in a decidedly westward direction. Between

the Little Missouri and the upper waters of the Missouri proper, game

was found in very great quantities, this region having been famous in

that respect until the present generation. One game animal with which

white men had not been acquainted was now encountered,--the grizzly

bear. Bears in the Middle West were, under ordinary circumstances, of

no danger; these grizzlies of the upper Missouri were very bold and

dangerous. Few Indians were encountered on the upper Missouri. Fall had

come ere the party had reached the difficult portage from the Missouri

to the Columbia; the distance from the Mississippi to the Falls of the

Missouri, at the mouth of the Portage River, the point near which the

land journey began, was 2,575 miles. The Portage to the Columbia was

340 miles in length. Having obtained horses from the Shoshones, the

Indians on the portage, the explorers accomplished the hard journey

through the Bitter Root Mountains.

The strange white men were received not unkindly by the not less

strange Indians of the great Columbia Valley, though it needed a bold

demeanor, in some instances, to maintain the ground gained. Yet on the

men went down the river and encamped for the Winter on the coast near

Point Adams,--the end of a journey of over four thousand miles. Here

the brave Captain Gray of Boston, thirteen years before, had discovered

the mouth of the Columbia and given the river the name of his good

ship. The Winter was spent hereabouts, the explorers suffering somewhat

for lack of food until they learned to relish dog-flesh, the taste for

which had to be acquired. By March, 1806, they were ready to pull up

stakes and begin the long homeward journey.

This was almost as barren of adventure as the outward passage, though

a savage attack by a handful of Blackfeet,--henceforward to be the

bitter foes of Rocky Mountain traders and pioneers,--and the accidental

wounding of Lewis by one of his party, were unpleasant interruptions

in the monotony of the steady marching, paddling, and hunting. It is

remarkable that, throughout the western expansion of the United States

after the Revolution, our northern pioneers from Pennsylvania to Oregon

should have felt--in many cases bitterly--the tricky, insulting

hatred of British traders and their Indian allies. As Washington in

1790 laid at the door of British instigators the cause of the long war

ended by Wayne at Fallen Timber, so, all the way across the continent

our pioneers had to contend with the same despicable influence, and

were driven by it to deeds which made them, in turn, equally despised

by their northern rivals. "I was in hopes," wrote an early pioneer,

"that the British Indian traders had some bounds to their rapacity ...

that they were completely saturated with our blood. But it appears

not to have been the case. Like a greedy wolf, not satisfied with the

flesh, they quarrelled over the bones.... Alarmed at the individual

enterprise of our people ... they furnished [the Indians] with ... the

instruments of death and a passport [horses] to our bosom." Even at the

very beginning these first Americans on the Columbia and the Bitter

Root range had a taste of Indian hatred from both the Blackfeet and the

Crows.

On the way back to the Mandan villages the explorers had an experience

which was by no means insignificant. As they were dropping down the

upper Missouri, one day two men came into view; they proved to be

American hunters, Dickson and Hancock by name, from Illinois. They had

been plundered by the fierce Sioux, and one of them had been wounded;

it can be imagined how glad they were to fall in with a party large

enough to ward off the insults of the Sioux. The hunters did remain

with Lewis and Clark until the Mandan villages were reached, but

no longer. Obtaining a fresh start, the two turned back toward the

Rockies, and one of Lewis and Clark's own soldiers, Colter (later the

Yellowstone pioneer), went back with them. These three led the van of

all the pioneer host under whose feet the western half of the continent

was soon to tremble.

Holding the Sioux safely at bay during the passage down the Missouri,

Lewis and Clark in September were once again on the straggling streets

of the little village of St. Louis, then numbering perhaps a thousand

inhabitants.

From any standpoint this expedition must rank high among the tours

of the world's greatest explorers; a way to the Pacific through

Louisiana, which had just been purchased, was now assured. Knowing as

we do so well to-day of Russia's determined effort to secure an outlet

for her Asiatic pioneers and commerce on the Pacific Ocean, we can

realize better the national import of Lewis's message to President

Jefferson giving assurance that there was a practicable route from

the Mississippi Basin to the Pacific by way of the tumbling Columbia.

Without guides, save what could be picked up on the way, these men had

crossed the continent; and as the story told by returning Kentucky

hunters to wondering pioneers in their Alleghany cabins set on foot the

first great burst of immigration across the Alleghanies into the Ohio

Basin, so in turn the story of Lewis and Clark and Gass and the others

set on foot the movement which resulted in the entire conquest of the

Rockies and the Great West.

But as the stories of others besides Kentuckians played a part in

the vaulting of the first great America "divide," so, too, others

besides Lewis and Clark influenced the early movement into the Farthest

West. One of these, who stands closest to the heroes of the Missouri

and Columbia, was Zebulon M. Pike, a son of a Revolutionary officer

from New Jersey, the State from which the pioneers of Cincinnati and

southwestern Ohio had come. During Lewis and Clark's adventure this

hardy explorer ascended the Mississippi, August, 1805, in a keel-boat,

with twenty regular soldiers. The Indians of the Minnesota country were

not openly hostile, but their conduct was anything but friendly. The

Winter was spent at the beautiful Falls of St. Anthony, at Minneapolis.

Pike explored the Leech Lake region but did not reach Lake Itasca.

He found the British flag floating over certain small forts built by

British traders, which he in every case ordered down. An American flag

was raised in each instance, and the news of the Louisiana purchase was

noised abroad. The British traders treated Pike's band with all the

kindness and respect that their well-armed condition demanded. The

expedition came down the Mississippi in April, 1806, to St. Louis.

There were other regions, however, in Louisiana where the United States

flag ought to go now, and General Wilkinson, who had sent Pike to the

North, now ordered him into the Far West. Pike's route was up the Osage

and overland to the Pawnee Republic on Republican River. His party

numbered twenty-three, and with him went fifty Osages, mostly women and

children, who had been captured in savage war by the Pottawattomies.

The diplomatic return of these forlorn captives of course determined

the attitude of the Osage nation toward Pike's company and his claims

of American sovereignty over the land. And it was time for America

to extend her claim and make it good. Already a Spanish expedition

had passed along the frontier distributing bright Spanish flags and

warning the Indians that the Spanish boast of possession was still good

and would be made better. Pike travelled in the wake of this band of

interlopers, neutralizing the effect of its influence and raising the

American flag everywhere in place of the Spanish.

[Illustration: WILLIAM CLARK

_Of the Lewis and Clark Expedition_]

Reaching the Arkansas, Pike ascended that river late in the Fall, and

when Winter set in the brave band was half lost in the mountains near

the towering peak which was forever to stand a dazzling monument to the

hardihood and resolution of its leader. At the opening of the new year,

near Canyon City, where deer were found wintering, a log fort was built

in which a portion of the party remained with the pack animals, while

Pike with twelve soldiers essayed the desperate journey to the Rio

Grande.

"Their sufferings were terrible. They were almost starved, and so

cold was the weather that at one time no less than nine of the

men froze their feet.... In the Wet Mountain Valley, which they

reached in mid-January, ... starvation stared them in the face.

There had been a heavy snow-storm; no game was to be seen; and

they had been two days without food. The men with frozen feet,

exhausted by hunger, could no longer travel. Two of the soldiers

went out to hunt but got nothing. At the same time Pike [and a

comrade] ... started, determined not to return at all unless they

could bring back meat. Pike wrote that they had resolved to stay

out and die by themselves, rather than to go back to camp 'and

behold the misery of our poor lads.' All day they tramped wearily

through the heavy snow. Towards evening they came on a buffalo,

and wounded it; but faint and weak from hunger, they shot badly,

and the buffalo escaped; a disappointment literally as bitter as

death. That night they sat up among some rocks, all night long,

unable to sleep because of the intense cold, shivering in their

thin rags; they had not eaten for three days. But ... they at

last succeeded, after another heartbreaking failure, in killing a

buffalo. At midnight they staggered into camp with the meat, and

all the party broke their four days' fast."[4]

Pike at length succeeded in his design of reaching the Rio Grande, and

here he built a fort and threw out to the breeze an American flag,

though knowing well that he was on Spanish territory now. The Louisiana

boundary was ill defined, but in a general way it ran up the Red

River, passed a hundred miles northeast of Santa Fé and just north

of Salt Lake, thence it struck straight west to the Pacific. By any

interpretation the Rio Grande was south of the line. The Spaniards, who

came suddenly upon the scene, diplomatically assumed that the daring

explorer had lost his way; he suffered nothing from their hands, and

was sent home through Chihuahua and Texas.

All the hopes of the purchasers of Old Louisiana and of its

flag-planters have come true, and, with them, dreams the most feverish

brain of that day could not fashion. History has repeated itself

significantly as our standard-bearers have gone westward. When the

old Northwest was carved out of a wilderness, there was no fear in

the hearts of our forefathers that was not felt when Louisiana was

purchased. The great fear in each case was the same--the British at the

north and the Spaniard at the south. And in each case the leaven of

the East was potent to leaven the whole lump. Great responsibilities

steady nations as well as men; the very fact of a spreading frontier

and a widening sphere of influence--bringing alarm to some and fear to

many--was of appealing force throughout a century to the conscience and

honor of American statesmen. As, in the dark days of the Revolution,

the wary Washington determined, in case of defeat, to lead the fragment

of his armies across the Alleghanies and fight the battles over again

in the Ohio Basin, where he knew the pioneers would forever keep

pure the spirit of independence, so men in later years have looked

confidently to the Greater West, to the Mississippi Basin and old

Louisiana, for as pure a patriotism (though it might appear at times in

a rough guise) as ever was breathed at Plymouth Rock.

FOOTNOTE:

[4] Theodore Roosevelt, "The Winning of the West," IV, 337, 338.

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