Years later the _Evening Post_ related that while Grant lay before

Vicksburg, a letter from a prominent Westerner assured the editors

that the general and his staff had once gone from Springfield to Cairo

in the car of the president of the Illinois Central, and that almost

the whole party had got drunk, Grant worst of all. By a coincidence,

while this letter was under discussion President Osborne of the

Illinois Central entered the office. He characterized it as a malignant

falsehood. “Grant and his staff did go down to Cairo in the President’s

car,” he said; “I took them down myself, and selected that car because

it had conveniences for working, eating, and sleeping on the way. We

had dinner in the car, at which wine was served to such as desired it.

I asked Grant what he would drink; he answered, a cup of tea, and this

I made for him myself. Nobody was drunk on the car, and to my certain

knowledge Grant tasted no liquid but tea and water.”

After Grant was made commander-in-chief in March, 1864, and took charge

in the East, the _Evening Post_ was confident that victory was at hand.

This faith increased during the summer. Bryant wrote Bigelow on June

15 that the North ought certainly to bring the war to an end within

the year, at least so far as concerned all great military operations.

On Sept. 3, just after Grant had asked for 100,000 additional men,

he said editorially that if he were given them, peace might be won

by Thanksgiving. The next day, when news had come that Sherman had

captured Atlanta, the paper renewed the prophecy of an early triumph,

changing the date, however, to Christmas. It no longer grumbled over

military nervousness and dilatoriness. It was disturbed by the state

of the currency, which was making the public debt twice what it should

have been; but its chief fear was that the men at the North in favor

of a premature peace would rob the Union of the fruits of its bloody

struggle.

As early as December, 1862, and January, 1863, Greeley had begun in the

_Tribune_ a movement for ending the war by foreign mediation between

North and South. The following month Napoleon III actually made an

offer of mediation, which Lincoln immediately refused. Advance news

of it had been sent Bryant by Bigelow, and the _Post_ was ready to

speak vigorously against it. Greeley in July, 1864, again tried to

initiate peace negotiations, and asked Lincoln to arrange a conference

at Niagara with two Confederate “ambassadors” who were reported to be

there, telling him that “our bleeding, bankrupt, almost dying country

longs for peace, shudders at the prospect of fresh conscriptions, of

further devastations, and of new rivers of human blood.” The attitude

of the _Evening Post_ was contemptuous. “No,” wrote Bryant as Greeley

bought his ticket to Niagara, “the most effective peace meetings yet

held are those which Grant assembled in front of Vicksburg, which Meade

conducted on the Pennsylvania plains, which Rosecrans now presides over

near Tullahoma; their thundering cannons are the most eloquent orators,

and the bullet which wings its way to the enemy ranks the true olive

branch.”

There was some fear for the moment that the _Times_ would join the

_Tribune_ in its readiness for peace without victory. Bryant wrote his

wife on Sept. 7, 1864, that he had a good deal of political news which

he could not put in his letter. “I wrote a protest against treating

with the Rebel Government, which you will have seen in the paper....

I was told from the best authority that Mr. Lincoln was considering

whether he should not appoint commissioners for the purpose, and I

afterwards heard that Raymond of the _Times_ had been in Washington

to persuade Mr. Lincoln to take the step, and was willing himself

to be one of the commissioners.” Bryant’s 1,500 word editorial, “No

Negotiations With the Rebel Government,” anticipated the arguments of

Lincoln’s message to Congress in December opposing any parley.

At this moment the Democratic party was carrying on its campaign for

the Presidency upon a platform which declared the war a failure, and

asserted that an armistice should be sought at the first practicable

opportunity. It is true that McClellan, the party’s candidate, had

repudiated these planks. But when he did so, Fernando Wood had wanted

at once to repudiate McClellan, saying that the platform was sound,

and that the Democrats should call their Chicago Convention together

again to seek a man who would stand upon it. The _Daily News_, edited

by his brother Benjamin Wood, similarly upheld the platform. So did

the _World_, which went to shocking lengths in attacking Lincoln; not

content with calling his Administration ignorant and incompetent, it

cast imputations upon his personal honesty, while in a phrase that

became temporarily famous it remarked that the White House was “full of

infamy.” According to the _World_, the war could and should be stopped

instantly. The South was ready to reënter the Union if only Lincoln

would cancel his outrageous emancipation proclamation. “Are unknown

thousands of wives yet to become widows, and unknown tens of thousands

of children to become orphans, that Mr. Lincoln’s positive violations

of solemn pledges may be assumed by the people as their own?” Manton

Marble argued throughout the campaign for an armistice, a convention

of all the States, and an effort to conclude peace upon the basis

of union and slavery. Emancipation, he asserted, meant “industrial

disorganization, social chaos, negro equality, and the nameless horrors

of a civil war.”

In this election the _Evening Post_ maintained a straight course. Early

in the year Bryant had inclined to doubt, as did Beecher, Greeley,

Thaddeus Stevens, George W. Julian, and a majority of Congress, whether

Lincoln’s renomination would be wise. This was a reflection in part

of his impatient “radicalism,” in part of his attachment to Chase;

and on March 25, 1864, he made one of many prominent Union men who

wrote the Republican Executive Committee suggesting a postponement of

the Convention until September. But no hint of this doubt entered the

columns of the _Evening Post_. It never spoke of any other possible

nomination than Lincoln’s. Indeed, every one soon saw that the choice

was inevitable, and Bryant cast whatever hesitation he felt, which was

not much, behind him. “It was done in obedience to the public voice,”

he wrote Bigelow June 15, “a powerful _vis a tergo_ pushed on the

politicians whether willing or unwilling. I do not, for my part, doubt

of his reëlection.” By this time the _Evening Post_ was ready to admit

that the President had made fewer errors and seen more clearly than it

had supposed. It wrote (Sept. 20):

He has gained wisdom by experience. Every year has seen our cause

more successful; every year has seen abler generals, more skillful

leaders, called to the head; every year has seen fewer errors,

greater ability, greater energy, in the administration of affairs.

The timid McClellan has been superseded by Grant, the do-nothing

Buell by Sherman; wherever a man has shown conspicuous merit he has

been called forward; political and military rivalries have been

as far as possible banished from the field and from the national

councils.... While Mr. Lincoln stays in power, this healthy and

beneficial state of things will continue....

Throughout the campaign Parke Godwin did much public speaking. During

October the _Post_ published a weekly campaign newspaper addressed

particularly to laboring men, which had an enormous circulation at

one cent a copy; the edition the first week was 50,000. In its local

result the election justified the labors of the copperhead press, for

McClellan carried New York city by a vote double Lincoln’s--78,746 to

36,673. But the national result showed how totally unrepresentative

this anti-war press was of any extensive Northern sentiment. It proved

that Bryant had been right in declaring in the _Post_ of March 16,

1863, when Greeley and the _Tribune_ actually said the nation should

give up if the campaign then beginning failed:

It certainly is remarkable how unable the newspapers of the

country, even those of the largest circulation, have been to

divert the public mind from a fixed determination to put down

the rebellion by every possible means, and to allow no pause in

the war until the integrity of the Union is assured. One class

of journals has labored to show that the war for the Union is

hopeless; the people have never believed them. One class has called

for a revolutionary leader; the call has only excited a little

astonishment, the people being satisfied to prosecute the war under

the legal and constitutional authorities.

The last effort at a premature armistice, that made by the venerable

Francis P. Blair, culminating in the Hampton Roads conference between

Lincoln and Vice-President A. H. Stephens, was treated by the _Evening

Post_ like previous efforts. Blair was an old friend, but under the

caption, “Fools’ Errands,” Bryant wrote (Jan. 10, 1865) that his

gratuitous diplomacy might do much harm. “No, our best peacemakers

yet are Grant, Sheridan, Thomas, Sherman, and Farragut, and the

black-mouthed bulldogs by which they enforce their pretensions over

more than half of what was once an ‘impregnable’ part of rebeldom.” The

final peace, the peace made by the black-mouthed bulldogs, was greeted

by the _Post_ three months later in fervent terms:

GLORY TO THE LORD OF HOSTS

The great day, so long and anxiously awaited, for which we have

struggled through four years of bloody war, which has so often ...

dawned only to go down in clouds of gloom; the day of the virtual

overthrow of the rebellion, of the triumph of constitutional order

and of universal liberty,--of the success of the nation against its

parts, and of a humane and beneficent civilization over a relic of

barbarism that had been blindly allowed to remain as a blot on its

scutcheon--the day of PEACE has finally come....

Glory, then to the Lord of Hosts, who hath given us this final

victory! Thanks, heartfelt and eternal, to the brave and noble men

by land and sea, officers and soldiers, who by their labors, their

courage and sufferings, their blood and their lives, have won it

for us. And a gratitude no less deep and earnest to that majestic,

devoted, and glorious American people, who through all these years

of trial have kept true to their faith in themselves and their

institutions....

IV

Throughout the Civil War the news pages were in charge of one of the

most picturesque and able men ever employed by the paper, Charles

Nordhoff. It was a trying position. O. W. Holmes wrote an essay in 1861

called “Bread and Newspapers,” in which he described the state of mind

in which the North lived, waiting but from one edition to another.

The Civil War was the heroic age of American press enterprise, and

while the _Evening Post_ conducted a less extensive war establishment

than the _Herald_, _Tribune_, or _Times_--the _Herald_ spent $500,000

on its correspondence--Nordhoff saw that it maintained a creditable

position. He stepped into the office just after Bigelow’s departure,

in 1861. Along with Bigelow the _Post_ had just lost William M.

Thayer. This young man, after a brilliant ten years partly in New

York, partly as the only correspondent with the Walker filibustering

expedition in Nicaragua, and partly in Washington, had quarreled with

Isaac Henderson, while at the same time his health failed; and he was

glad to be appointed consul at Alexandria. Nordhoff’s chief assistant

in gathering news became Augustus Maverick, a veteran newspaper man

previously with the _Times_.

Nordhoff, though only thirty years old in 1831, had already passed

through enough adventure to fill an active lifetime. He was born in

Prussia, where his father was a wealthy liberal who had served in

Blucher’s army and had later set up a school at Erwitte. Compelled for

political reasons to leave, the elder Nordhoff gathered together all

his funds, about $50,000, and reached America in 1834. The family went

to the Mississippi Valley, and for a time lived an anomalous life,

eating in the wilderness from rich silver and drinking imported German

mineral water. The boy was left an orphan at the age of nine, and was

reared by the Rev. Wilhelm Nast of the Methodist Church in Cincinnati.

Revolting against the rigid ecclesiastical discipline to which he was

subjected, believing that his health was suffering from indoors work,

and longing for the adventures at sea of which he had read in Marryat

and Cooper, in 1844 he ran away.

Hundreds of thousands of American boys in the last half century

have read the three books in which Nordhoff graphically relates

his experiences aboard men of war, merchant ships, a whaler, and a

cod-fishing boat. The story of how he went to sea is an interesting

illustration of his pluck and persistence. He had $25, two extra

shirts, and an extra pair of socks when he left Cincinnati, and his

money took him to Baltimore. At every vessel to which he applied he was

met by the same rebuff: “Ship you, you little scamp? Not I; we won’t

carry runaway boys. Clear out!” Undaunted, he went on to Philadelphia,

and found a place on the _Sun_ as printer’s devil, at $2–4 a week and

his board. He confided his ambition to no one, but every Saturday

afternoon he was down among the shipping, looking for a place. Finally

he heard that the Frigate _Columbus_, 74 guns, was about to sail under

Commodore Biddle for the Far East, and sought a berth--again in vain.

Still undiscouraged, he induced the editor of the _Sun_, to whose home

he daily took a bundle of proofs, to introduce him to Commodore Elliot.

The editor’s note ran, “Please give him a talking to,” and the gruff

officer scolded the boy roundly for wanting to ruin his life, described

the dissolute, brutalizing existence of most sailors, and flatly

refused him a place. But Nordhoff returned daily until the Commodore

yielded.

The boy soon realized that the sailor’s life had little of the romance

that Cooper gave it, but he showed both his grit and shrewdness when

with a distinct literary intention he made the most of it. He went

around the world in the _Columbus_, and was discharged at Norfolk in

1848; for several years he worked in the merchant marine, visiting

Europe, Asia, South America, Australia, and the South Sea islands;

sailing from Sag Harbor in a whaler which cruised in the Indian Ocean,

he deserted at the Seychelles, and for a time supported himself as

a boatman in Mauritius; and he finished his eight years at sea by a

brief period with the Cape Cod fishermen. All the while he was busy

collecting material for his books, losing no opportunity to share

new sights and experiences, and pumping his mates for their stories.

He wrote his three volumes to give a common-sense picture of a life

which he believed had been unduly romanticized; and his pictures of

flogging in the navy, of dysentery and cholera aboard a frigate, of the

degradation of the naval discipline, of the danger and hardship met

on a merchant craft, and of the intolerable monotony of whale-hunting

carry out the purpose. It was good preliminary training for a reporter

and editor. In 1853 he entered journalism, first on the Philadelphia

_Register_ and later on the Indianapolis _Sentinel_, meanwhile writing

the sea books, which gave him such a reputation that in 1853 George W.

Curtis recommended him to Harper’s as an editorial worker.

Bigelow in the closing days of 1860 made an arrangement with Brantz

Meyer, a Baltimore writer of some reputation, to go South for $50

a week and his expenses to do special reporting. He wrote R. B.

Rhett, editor of the Charleston _Mercury_, asking whether it would

be safe for Meyer to attend the secession convention in Charleston,

and Rhett assured him that “no agent or representative of the

_Evening Post_ would be safe in coming here”; “he would certainly

be tarred and feathered and made to leave the State, as the mildest

possible treatment”; “he would come with his life in his hand, and

would probably be hung.” Nevertheless, the _Post_ did have unsigned

correspondence from Charleston and other Southern cities during the

days the secession movement was ripening. When war began, Nordhoff

hurriedly whipped a corps of special writers into shape. He requested

Henry M. Alden, later editor of _Harper’s_ to go to the Virginia

front, but Alden’s health was too precarious to permit him to face

the hardships which other young literary men like E. C. Stedman were

undertaking. William C. Church, a rising young journalist, who later

established the _Army and Navy Journal_ and the _Galaxy_, was obtained.

Philip Ripley made another of the staff, and Walter F. Williams was

soon sending admirable letters from the field.

Repeatedly during the war the _Post_ scored notable “beats.” Church

was with the joint military and naval expedition under Sherman and

Dupont that captured Port Royal, and sent the _Evening Post_ the first

account published at the North. The best picture of the battle of

Pittsburgh Landing in any newspaper was one contributed the _Post_

by a member of Halleck’s staff. The most graphic running account of

Sherman’s march to the sea was also that furnished the paper by Major

George Nichols, who was on Sherman’s staff, and who later reworked his

letters--in which it has been well said the style is photographic,

with a touch of national music in the sentences--into a book. When

John Wilkes Booth was killed in the burning Virginia barn by Sergeant

Boston Corbett, Nordhoff obtained Corbett’s exclusive story of the

event--an absorbing three-quarters column of close print. It need

not be said that the Paris correspondence which E. L. Godkin, later

editor, furnished in 1862, offered the shrewdest and clearest view of

French opinion published in any American newspaper. There was a large

group of occasional correspondents at various points along the wide

fighting line. The _Evening Post_ profited, in a way that it was quite

impossible for the _Herald_ to do, from the kindness of loyal Union

men of prominence who came into contact with great events or figures,

and without thought of remuneration wrote to Bryant. A long and highly

interesting article embodying personal reminiscences of Lincoln, for

example, was contributed a few weeks after the assassination by R. C.

McCormick, then well known in New York political circles. There were

frequent bits like the following from a New Yorker who had seen Grant

at City Point (Aug. 5, 1864):

“General,” I remarked, “the people of New York now feel that there

is one at the head of our armies in whom they can repose the

fullest confidence.”

“Yes,” he interrupted, “there is a man in the West in whom they

can repose the utmost confidence, General Sherman. He is an able,

upright, honorable, unambitious man. We lost another one of like

character a few days ago, General McPherson.”

One reporter for the _Post_, a young Vermonter named S. S. Boyce,

became intimate with the United States Marshal in New York, and

distinguished himself by important detective service against

disloyalists. The Marshal once handed him a letter taken upon a

captured blockade runner, mailed from New York and giving the Southern

authorities the time of the sailing of the Newbern expedition. It

carried no New York address, but within a fortnight Boyce had tracked

down the writer of the letter, and some months later witnessed his

hanging.

Many traditions long survived in the office of Nordhoff’s energy,

courage, shrewdness, and impassivity in moments of excitement. He was

a man of the world, and his sense for news was amazing. Expected to

contribute to the editorial page as well as manage the news staff,

he would seat himself at his desk and write with unresting hand,

meanwhile puffing a black cigar so furiously that he could hardly see

his sheet through the smoke. A bluff seamanlike quality was always

distinguishable about him; he walked with a sailor’s roll, and used

nautical terms with unconscious frequency. His executive ability,

geniality, fearlessness, and intense hatred of anything equivocal or

underhanded, made the staff love him. Mr. J. Ranken Towse, who knew him

after the war, says that “he had a comprehensive grasp of essential

knowledge, a great store of common sense, a rare faculty of penetrating

insight, and a huge scorn for prevarication or double-dealing. A

mistake due to ignorance or carelessness he could and often did

overlook, but anything in the nature of a shuffling excuse roused him

to flaming ire. He was impetuous and irascible, but naturally generous

and tender-hearted.”

During the Draft Riots Nordhoff connected a hose with the steam-boiler

in the basement and gave public notice that any assailant would meet

a scalding reception. He had not only the _Evening Post_ property

to protect, but a score of wounded soldiers in a temporary hospital

fitted up on an upper floor. The strain under which he lived in the war

days was intense, and he used to spend the summer nights on a small

sailboat which he kept on the Brooklyn waterfront, for he could sleep

more soundly drifting about the bay than on shore. Yet he managed to

find time to contribute to the newspaper’s atmosphere of literary

sociability. Paul Du Chaillu had become his friend when, as a worker

at Harper’s, he helped put some of Du Chaillu’s books into good

English, and a story survives of how Du Chaillu and Nordhoff once took

possession of the restaurant stove across the street from the _Evening

Post_, and taught the cook to broil bananas--the first bananas ever

eaten cooked in the city. Nordhoff’s impress was visible everywhere

in the paper of those years, and its marked prosperity was in large

degree traceable to his energy. The local reporting was better than

ever before, and we are tempted to discern his own hand in the frequent

human-interest paragraphs, of which one may be given as a specimen:

AN INCIDENT IN THE CARS

In a car on a railroad which runs into New York, a few mornings

ago, a scene occurred which will not soon be forgotten by the

witnesses of it. A person dressed as a gentleman, speaking to a

friend across the car, said: “Well, I hope the war may last six

months longer. In the last six months I’ve made a hundred thousand

dollars--six months more and I shall have enough.”

A lady sat behind the speaker, and ... when he was done she tapped

him on the shoulder and said to him: “Sir, I had two sons--one was

killed at Fredericksburg; the other was killed at Murfreesboro.”

She was silent a moment and so were all around who heard her. Then,

overcome by her indignation, she suddenly slapped the speculator,

first on one cheek and then on the other, and before he could say

a word, the passengers sitting near, who had witnessed the whole

affair, seized him and pushed him hurriedly out of the car, as not

fit to ride with decent people.

The Government censorship of news early became a painful and difficult

question to all journals. Repeatedly during the war Northern papers

allowed news to leak to the enemy which should have been kept strictly

secret, and the _Evening Post_ early recognized this danger. When Gen.

McClellan in August, 1861, drew up his gentlemen’s agreement with

the press, the _Post_ hoped that all editors would acquiesce in it,

and attacked the Baltimore secession newspapers for giving the South

important news. Two months later it blamed the _Herald_ and _Commercial

Advertiser_ for twice having given prominence to articles they should

have suppressed. Sherman as early as the summer of 1862 raged violently

at the press in his private letters for writing some generals up and

others down, and the _Post_ had already (Feb. 27) commented upon the

same abuse. The _Herald_ in March, 1862, prematurely published the news

of Banks’s passage of the Potomac, to the great indignation of the

_Post_, which had suppressed it the day before. But Nordhoff himself

erred in September, when his publication of some “contraband” facts

about the strength of the forces at Newbern brought a protest from Gen.

Foster. No other mistake of the sort was made, and this one did not

compare with the blunders of other New York journals. Early in 1863 a

_Herald_ correspondent, having foolishly printed the substance of some

confidential orders, was convicted and sentenced to six months hard

labor in the Quartermaster’s Department. In November, 1864, the _Times_

brought an angry protest from Grant by stating Sherman’s exact strength

and his programme in the coming march to the sea. The _Tribune_ early

the next year, informing its readers that Sherman was heading for

Goldsboro, enabled Gen. Hardee on the Confederate side to fight a heavy

battle which Sherman had hoped to avoid; and the hero of the great

march later refused to speak to Greeley.

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