THE AMERICAN UNION.

If I were required to single out the most prominent political genius in

the history of the United States, after the death of Hamilton, I should

say it was Daniel Webster. He reigned for thirty years as a political

dictator to his party, and at the same time was the acknowledged head of

the American Bar. He occupied two spheres, in each of which he gained

pre-eminence. But for envy, and the enemies he made, he probably would

have reached the highest honor that the nation had to bestow. His

influence was vast, until those discussions arose which provoked one of

the most gigantic wars of modern times. For a generation he was the

object of universal admiration for his eloquence and power. In political

wisdom and experience he had no contemporaneous superior; there was no

public man from 1820 to 1850 who had so great a prestige, and whose name

and labors are so well remembered. His speeches and forensic arguments

are more often quoted than those of any other statesman and lawyer the

country has produced. His works are in every library, and are still

read. His fame has not waned, in spite of the stirring events which have

taken place since his death. Great generals have arisen and passed out

of mind, but the name and memory of Webster are still fresh. Amid the

tumults and parties of the war he foresaw and dreaded, his glory may

have passed through an eclipse, but his name is to-day one of the

proudest connected with our history. Living men, occupying great

official positions, are of course more talked about and thought of than

he; but of those illustrious characters who figured in public affairs a

generation ago, no one has so great a posthumous fame and influence as

the distinguished senator from Massachusetts. No man since the days of

Jefferson is seated on a loftier pedestal; and no one is likely to live

longer, if not in the nation's heart, yet in its admiration for

intellectual superiority and respect for political services. While he

reigned as a political oracle for more than thirty years,--almost an

idol in the eyes of his constituents,--it was his misfortune to be

dethroned and reviled, in the last ten years of his life, by the very

people who had exalted and honored him, and at last to die

broken-hearted, from the loss of his well-earned popularity and the

failure of his ambitious expectations. His life is sad as well as

proud, like that of so many other great men who at one time led, and at

another time opposed, popular sentiments. Their names stand out on every

page of history, examples of the mutability of fortune,--alike joyous

and saddened men, reaping both glory and shame; and sometimes glory for

what is evil, and shame for what is good.

When Daniel Webster was born,--1782, in Salisbury, New Hampshire, near

the close of our Revolutionary struggle,---there were very few prominent

and wealthy families in New England, very few men more respectable than

the village lawyers, doctors, and merchants, or even thrifty and

intelligent farmers. Very few great fortunes had been acquired, and

these chiefly by the merchants of Boston, Salem, Portsmouth, and other

seaports whose ships had penetrated to all parts of the world Webster

sprang from the agricultural class,--larger then in proportion to the

other classes than now at the East,--at a time when manufactures were in

their infancy and needed protection; when travel was limited; when it

was a rare thing for a man to visit Europe; when the people were obliged

to practise the most rigid economy; when everybody went to church; when

religious scepticism sent those who avowed it to Coventry; when

ministers were the leading power; when the press was feeble, and

elections were not controlled by foreign immigrants; when men drank rum

instead of whiskey, and lager beer had never been heard of, nor the

great inventions and scientific wonders which make our age an era had

anywhere appeared. The age of progress had scarcely then set in, and

everybody was obliged to work in some way to get an honest living; for

the Revolutionary War had left the country poor, and had shut up many

channels of industry. The farmers at that time were the most numerous

and powerful class, sharp, but honest and intelligent; who honored

learning, and enjoyed discussions on metaphysical divinity. Their sons

did not then leave the paternal acres to become clerks in distant

cities; nor did their daughters spend their time in reading French

novels, or sneering at rustic duties and labors. This age of progress

had not arisen when everybody looks forward to a millennium of idleness

and luxury, or to a fortune acquired by speculation and gambling rather

than by the sweat of the brow,--an age, in many important respects,

justly extolled, especially for scientific discoveries and mechanical

inventions, yet not remarkable for religious earnestness or moral

elevation.

The life of Daniel Webster is familiar to all intelligent people. His

early days were spent amid the toils and blessedness of a New England

farm-house, favored by the teachings of intelligent, God-fearing

parents, who had the means to send him to Phillips Academy in Exeter,

then recently founded, where he fitted for college, and shortly after

entered Dartmouth, at the age of fifteen. In connection with Webster, I

do not read of any remarkable precocity, at school or college, such as

marked Cicero, Macaulay, and Gladstone; but it seems that he won the

esteem of both teachers and students, and was regarded as a very

promising youth. After his graduation he taught an academy at Fryeburg,

for a time, and then began the study of the law,--first at Salisbury,

and subsequently in Boston, in the office of the celebrated Governor

Gore. He was admitted to the bar in 1805, and established himself in

Boscawen, but soon afterwards removed to Portsmouth, where he entered on

a large practice, encountering such able lawyers as Jeremiah Mason and

Jeremiah Smith, who both became his friends and admirers, for Webster's

legal powers were soon the talk of the State. At the early age of

thirty-one he entered Congress (1813), and took the whole House by

surprise with his remarkable speeches, during the war with Great

Britain,--on such topics as the enlargement of the navy, the repeal of

the embargo, and the complicated financial questions of the day. In 1815

he retired awhile from public life, and removed to Boston, where he

enjoyed a lucrative practice. In 1822 he re-entered Congress. So popular

was he at this time, that, on his re-election to Congress in 1824, he

received four thousand nine hundred and ninety votes out of five

thousand votes cast. In 1827 he entered the Senate, where he was to

reign as one of its greatest chiefs,--the idol of his party in New

England, practising his profession at the same time, a leader of the

American Bar, and an oracle in politics on all constitutional questions.

With this rapid sketch, I proceed to enumerate the services of Daniel

Webster to his country, since on these enduring fame and gratitude are

based. And first, I allude to his career as a lawyer,--not a narrow,

technical lawyer, seeking to gain his case any way he can, with an eye

on pecuniary rewards alone, but a lawyer devoting himself to the study

of great constitutional questions and fundamental principles. In his

legal career, when for nearly forty years he discussed almost every

issue that can arise between individuals and communities, some

half-a-dozen cases have become historical, because of the importance of

the principles and interests involved. In the Gibbons and Ogden case he

assumed the broad ground that the grant of power to regulate commerce

was exclusively the right of the General Government. William Wirt, his

distinguished antagonist,--then at the height of his fame,--relied on

the coasting license given by States; but the lucid and luminous

arguments of the young lawyer astonished the court, and made old Judge

Marshall lay down his pen, drop back in his chair, turn up his

coat-cuffs, and stare at the speaker in amazement at his powers.

The first great case which gave Webster a national reputation was that

pertaining to Dartmouth College, his _alma mater_, which he loved as

Newton loved Cambridge. The college was in the hands of politicians, and

Webster recovered the college from their hands and restored it to the

trustees, laying down such broad principles that every literary and

benevolent institution in this land will be grateful to him forever.

This case, which was argued with consummate ability, and with words as

eloquent as they were logical and lucid, melting a cold court into

tears, placed Webster in the front rank of lawyers, which he kept until

he died. In the Ogden and Saunders case he settled the constitutionality

of State bankrupt laws; in that of the United States Bank he maintained

the right of a citizen of one State to perform any legal act in another;

in that which related to the efficacy of Stephen Girard's will, he

demonstrated the vital importance of Christianity to the success of free

institutions,--so that this very college, which excluded clergymen from

being teachers in it, or even visiting it, has since been presided over

by laymen of high religious character, like Judge Jones and Doctor

Allen. In the Rhode Island case he proved the right of a State to modify

its own institutions of government. In the Knapp murder case he brought

out the power of conscience--the voice of God to the soul--with such

terrible forensic eloquence that he was the admiration of all Christian

people. No better sermon was ever preached than this appeal to the

conscience of men.

In these and other cases he settled very difficult and important

questions, so that the courts of law will long be ruled by his wisdom.

He enriched the science of jurisprudence itself by bringing out the

fundamental laws of justice and equity on which the whole science rests.

He was not as learned as he was logical and comprehensive. His greatness

as a lawyer consisted in seeing and seizing some vital point not

obvious, or whose importance was not perceived by his opponent, and then

bringing to bear on this point the whole power of his intellect. His

knowledge was marvellous on those points essential to his argument; but

he was not probably learned, like Kent, in questions outside his

cases,--I mean the details and technicalities of law. He did, however,

know the fundamental principles on which his great cases turned, and

these he enforced with much eloquence and power, so that his ablest

opponents quailed before him. Perhaps his commanding presence and

powerful tones and wonderful eye had something to do with his success at

the Bar as well as in the Senate,--a brow, a voice, and an eye that

meant war when he was fairly aroused; although he appealed generally to

reason, without tricks of rhetoric. If he sometimes intimidated, he

rarely resorted to exaggerations, but confined himself strictly to the

facts, so that he seemed the fairest of men. This moderation had great

weight with an intelligent jury and with learned judges. He always paid

great deference to the court, and was generally courteous to his

opponents. Of all his antagonists at the Bar, perhaps it was Jeremiah

Mason and Rufus Choate whom he most dreaded; yet both of these great men

were his warm friends. Warfare at the Bar does not mean personal

animosity,--it is generally mutual admiration, except in the antagonism

of such rivals as Hamilton and Burr. Webster's admiration for Wirt,

Pinkney, Curtis, and Mason was free from all envy; in fact, Webster was

too great a man for envy, and great lawyers were those whom he loved

best, whom he felt to be his brethren, not secret enemies. His

admiration for Jeremiah Mason was only equalled by that for Judge

Marshall, who was not a rival. Webster praised Marshall as he might have

Erskine or Lyndhurst.

Mr. Webster, again, attained to great eminence in another sphere, in

which lawyers have not always succeeded,--that of popular oratory, in

the shape of speeches and lectures and orations to the people directly.

In this sphere I doubt if he ever had an equal in this country,

although Edward Everett, Rufus Choate, Wendell Phillips, and others were

distinguished for their popular eloquence, and in some respects were the

equals of Webster. But he was a great teacher of the people,

directly,--a sort of lecturer on the principles of government, of

finance, of education, of agriculture, of commerce. He was superbly

eloquent in his eulogies of great men like Adams and Jefferson. His

Bunker Hill and Plymouth addresses are immortal. He lectured

occasionally before lyceums and literary institutions. He spoke to

farmers in their agricultural meetings, and to merchants in marts of

commerce. He did not go into political campaigns to any great extent, as

is now the custom with political leaders on the eve of important

elections. He did not seek to show the people how they should vote, so

much as to teach them elemental principles. He was the oracle, the sage,

the teacher,--not the politician.

In the popular assemblies--whether for the discussion of political

truths or those which bear on literature, education, history, finance,

or industrial pursuits--Mr. Webster was pre-eminent. What audiences were

ever more enthusiastic than those that gathered to hear his wisdom and

eloquence in public halls or in the open air? It is true that in his

later years he lost much of his wonderful personal magnetism, and did

not rise to public expectation except on great occasions; but in middle

life, in the earlier part of his congressional career, he had no peer as

a popular orator. Edward Everett, on some occasions, was his equal, so

far as manner and words were concerned; but, on the whole, even in his

grandest efforts, Everett was cold compared with Webster in his palmy

days. He never touched the heart and reason as did Webster; although it

must be conceded that Everett was a great rhetorician, and was master of

many of the graces of oratory.

The speeches and orations of Webster were not only weighty in matter,

but were wonderful for their style,--so clear, so simple, so direct,

that everybody could understand him. He rarely attempted to express more

than one thought in a single sentence; so that his sentences never

wearied an audience, being always logical and precise, not involved and

long and complicated, like the periods of Chalmers and Choate and so

many of the English orators. It was only in his grand perorations that

he was Ciceronian. He despised purely extemporary efforts; he did not

believe in them. He admits somewhere that he never could make a good

speech without careful preparation. The principles embodied in his

famous reply to Colonel Hayne of South Carolina, in the debate in the

Senate on the right of "nullification," had lain brooding in his mind

for eighteen months. To a young minister he said, There is no such

thing as extemporaneous acquisition.

Webster's speeches are likely to live for their style alone, outside

their truths, like those of Cicero and Demosthenes, like the histories

of Voltaire and Macaulay, like the essays of Pascal and Rousseau; and

they will live, not only for both style and matter, but for the exalted

patriotism which burns in them from first to last, for those sentiments

which consecrate cherished institutions. How nobly he recognizes

Christianity as the bulwark of national prosperity! How delightfully he

presents the endearments of home, the certitudes of friendship, the

peace of agricultural life, the repose of all industrial pursuits,

however humble and obscure! It was this fervid patriotism, this public

recognition of what is purest in human life, and exalted in aspirations,

and profound in experience,--teaching the value of our privileges and

the glory of our institutions,--which gave such effect to his eloquence,

and endeared him to the hearts of the people until he opposed their

passions. If we read any of these speeches, extending over thirty years,

we shall find everywhere the same consistent spirit of liberty, of

union, of conciliation, the same moral wisdom, the same insight into

great truths, the same recognition of what is sacred, the same repose on

what is permanent, the same faith in the expanding glories of this great

nation which he loved with all his heart. In all his speeches one

cannot find a sentence which insults the consecrated sentiments of

religion or patriotism. He never casts a fling at Christianity; he never

utters a sarcasm in reference to revealed truths; he never flippantly

aspires to be wiser than Moses or Paul in reference to theological

dogmas. "Ah, my friends," said he, in 1825, "let us remember that it is

only religion and morals and knowledge that can make men respectable and

happy under any form of government; that no government is respectable

which is not just; that without unspotted purity of public faith,

without sacred public principle, fidelity, and honor, no mere form of

government, no machinery of laws, can give dignity to political society."

Thus did he discourse in those proud days when he was accepted as a

national idol and a national benefactor,--those days of triumph and of

victory, when the people gathered around him as they gather around a

successful general. Ah! how they thronged to the spot where he was

expected to speak,--as the Scotch people thronged to Edinboro' and

Glasgow to hear Gladstone:--

"And when they saw his chariot but appear,

Did they not make an universal shout,

That Tiber trembled underneath her banks

To hear the replication of their sounds

Made in her concave shores?"

But it is time that I allude to those great services which Webster

rendered to his country when he was a member of Congress,--services that

can never be forgotten, and which made him a national benefactor.

There were three classes of subjects on which his genius pre-eminently

shone,--questions of finance, the development of American industries,

and the defence of the Constitution.

As early as 1815, Mr. Webster acquired a national reputation by his

speech on the proposition to establish a national bank, which he

opposed, since it was to be relieved from the necessity of redeeming its

notes in specie. This was at the close of the war with Great Britain,

when the country was poor, business prostrated, and the finances

disordered. To relieve this pressure, many wanted an inflated paper

currency, which should stimulate trade. But all this Mr. Webster

opposed, as certain to add to the evils it was designed to cure. He

would have a bank, indeed, but he insisted it should be established on

sound financial principles, with notes redeemable in gold and silver.

And he brought a great array of facts to show the certain and utter

failure of a system of banking operations which disregarded the

fundamental financial laws. He maintained that an inflated currency

produced only temporary and illusive benefits. Nor did he believe in

hopes which were not sustained by experience. "Banks," said he, "are

not revenue. They may afford facilities for its collection and

distribution, but they cannot be sources of national income, which must

flow from deeper fountains. Whatever bank-notes are not convertible into

gold and silver, at the will of the holder, become of less value than

gold and silver. No solidity of funds, no confidence in banking

operations, has ever enabled them to keep up their paper to the value of

gold and silver any longer than they paid gold and silver on demand."

Similar sentiments he advanced, in 1816, in his speech on the legal

currency, and also in 1832, when he said that a disordered currency is

one of the greatest of political evils,--fatal to industry, frugality,

and economy. "It fosters the spirit of speculation and extravagance. It

is the most effectual of inventions to fertilize the rich man's field by

the sweat of the poor man's brow." In these days, when principles of

finance are better understood, these remarks may seem like platitudes;

but they were not so fifty or sixty years ago, for then they had the

force of new truth, although even then they were the result of political

wisdom, based on knowledge and experience; and his views were adopted,

for he appealed to reason.

Webster's financial speeches are very calm, like the papers of Hamilton

and Jay in "The Federalist," but as interesting and persuasive as those

of Gladstone, the greatest finance-minister of modern times. They are

plain, simple, direct, without much attempt at rhetoric. He spoke like a

great lawyer to a bench of judges. The solidity and soundness of his

views made him greatly respected, and were remarkable in a young man of

thirty-four. The subsequent financial history of the country shows that

he was prophetic. All his predictions have come to pass. What is more

marked in our history than the extravagance and speculation attending

the expansion of paper money irredeemable in gold and silver? What

misery and disappointment have resulted from inflated values! It was

doubtless necessary to do without gold and silver in our life-and-death

struggle with the South; but it was nevertheless a misfortune, seen in

the gambling operations and the wild fever of speculation which attended

the immense issue of paper money after the war. The bubble was sure to

burst, sooner or later, like John Law's Mississippi scheme in the time

of Louis XV. How many thousands thought themselves rich, in New York and

Chicago, in fact everywhere, when they were really poor,--as any man is

poor when his house or farm is not worth the mortgage. As soon as we

returned to gold and silver, or it was known we should return to them,

then all values shrunk, and even many a successful merchant found he was

really no richer than he was before the war. It had been easy to secure

heavy mortgages on inflated values, and also to get a great interest on

investments; but when these mortgages and investments shrank to what

they were really worth, the holders of them became embarrassed and

impoverished. The fit of commercial intoxication was succeeded by

depression and unhappiness, and the moral evils of inflated values were

greater than the financial, since of all demoralizing things the spirit

of speculation and gambling brings, at last, the most dismal train of

disappointments and miseries. Inflation and uncertainty in values,

whether in stocks or real estate, alternating with the return of

prosperity, seem to have marked the commercial and financial history of

this country during the last fifty years, more than that of any other

nation under the sun, and given rise to the spirit of extravagant

speculations, both disgraceful and ruinous.

Equally remarkable were Mr. Webster's speeches on tariffs and protective

industries. He here seemed to borrow from Alexander Hamilton, who is the

father of our protective system. Here he co-operated with Henry Clay;

and the result of his eloquence and wisdom on those great principles of

political economy was the adherence to a policy--against great

opposition--which built up New England and did not impoverish the West.

Where would the towns of Lowell, Manchester, and Lawrence have been

without the aid extended to manufacturing interests? They made the

nation comparatively independent of other nations; they enriched the

country, even as manufactures enriched Great Britain and France. What

would England be if it were only an agricultural country? It would have

been impossible to establish manufactures of textile fabrics, without

protection. Without aid from governments, this branch of American

industry would have had no chance to contend with the cheap labor of

European artisans. I do not believe in cheap labor. I do not believe in

reducing intelligent people to the condition of animals. I would give

them the chance to rise; and they cannot rise if they are doomed to

labor for a mere pittance. The more wages men can get for honest labor,

the better is the condition of the whole country. Withdraw protection

from infant industries, and either they perish, or those who work in

them sink to the condition of the laboring classes of Europe. Nor do I

believe it is a good thing for a nation to have all its eggs in one

basket. I would not make this country exclusively agricultural because

we have boundless fields and can raise corn cheap, any more than I would

recommend a Minnesota farmer to raise nothing but wheat. Insects and

mildews and unexpected heats may blast a whole harvest, and the farmer

has nothing to fall back upon. He may make more money, for a time, by

raising wheat exclusively; but he impoverishes his farm. He should raise

cattle and sheep and grass and vegetables, as well as wheat or corn.

Then he is more independent and more intelligent, even as a nation is by

various industries, which call out all kinds of talent.

I know that this is a controverted point. Everything _is_ controverted

in political economy. There is scarcely a question which is settled in

its whole range of subjects; and I know that many intellectual and

enlightened men are in favor of what they call free-trade, especially

professors in colleges. But there is no such thing as free-trade,

strictly, in any nation, or in the history of nations. No nation

legislates for universal humanity on philanthropic principles; it

legislates for itself. There is no country where there are not high

duties on some things, not even England. No nation can be governed on

abstract principles and in disregard of its necessities. When it was for

the interest of England to remove duties on corn, in order that

manufactures might be stimulated, they took off duties on corn, because

the laboring-classes in the mills had to be fed. Agricultural interests

gave way, for a time, to manufacturing interests, because the wealth of

the country was based on them rather than on lands, and because

landlords did not anticipate that bread-stuffs brought from this country

would interfere with the value of their rents. But England, with all

her proud and selfish boasts about free-trade, may yet have to take a

retrograde course, like France and Prussia, or her landed interests may

be imperilled. The English aristocracy, who rule the country, cannot

afford to have the value of their lands reduced one-half, for those

lands are so heavily mortgaged that such a reduction of value would ruin

them; nor will they like to be forced to raise vegetables rather than

wheat, and turn themselves into market-gardeners instead of great

proprietors. The landlords of Great Britain may yet demand protection

for themselves, and, as they control Parliament, they will look out for

themselves by enacting measures of protection, unless they are

intimidated by the people who demand cheap bread, or unless they submit

to revolution. It is eternal equity and wisdom that the weak should be

protected. There may be industries strong enough now to dispense with

protection; but unless they are assisted when they are feeble, they will

cease to exist at all. Take our shipping, for instance, with foreign

ports,--it is not merely crippled, it is almost annihilated. Is it

desirable to cut off that great arm of national strength? Shall we march

on to our destiny, blind and lame and halt? What will we do if England

and other countries shall find it necessary to protect themselves from

impoverishment, and reintroduce duties on bread-stuffs high enough to

make the culture of wheat profitable? Where then will our farmers find a

market for their superfluous corn, except to those engaged in industries

which we should crush by removing protection?

I maintain that Mr. Webster, in defending our various industries with so

much ability, for the benefit of the nation on the whole, rendered very

important services, even as Hamilton and Clay did; although the solid

South, wishing cheap labor, and engaged exclusively in agriculture, was

opposed to him. The independent South would have established

free-trade,--as Mr. Calhoun advocated, and as any enlightened statesman

would advocate, when any interest can stand alone and defy competition,

as was the case with the manufactures of Great Britain fifty years ago.

The interests of the South and those of the North, under the institution

of slavery, were not identical; indeed, they had been in fierce

opposition for more than fifty years. Mr. Webster was, in his arguments

on tariffs and cognate questions, the champion of the North, as Mr.

Calhoun was of the South; and this opposition and antagonism gave great

force to Webster's eloquence at this time. His sentences are short,

interrogative, idiomatic. He is intensely in earnest. He grapples with

sophistries and scatters them to the winds; both reason and passion

vivify him.

This was the period of Webster's greatest popularity, as the defender

of Northern industries. This made him the idol of the merchants and

manufacturers of New England. He made them rich; no wonder they made him

presents. They ought, in gratitude, to have paid his debts over and over

again. What if he did, in straitened circumstances, accept their aid?

They owed to him more than he owed to them; and with all their favor and

bounty Webster remained poor. He was never a rich man, but always an

embarrassed man, because he had expensive tastes, like Cicero at Rome

and Bacon in England. This, truly, was not to his credit; it was a flaw

in his character; it involved him in debt, created enemies, and injured

his reputation. It may have lessened his independence, and it certainly

impaired his dignity. But there were also patriotic motives which

prompted him, and which kept him poor. Had he devoted his great talents

exclusively to the law, he might have been rich; but he gave his time to

his country.

His greatest services to his country, however, were as the defender of

the Constitution. Here he soared to the highest rank of political fame.

Here he was a statesman, having in view the interests of the whole

country. He never was what we call a politician. He never was such a

miserable creature as that. I mean a mere politician, whose calling is

the meanest a man can follow, since it seeks only spoils, and is a

perpetual deception, incompatible with all dignity and independence,

whose only watchword is success.

Not such was Webster. He was too proud and too dignified for that form

of degradation; and he perhaps sacrificed his popularity to his

intellectual dignity, and the glorious consciousness of being a national

benefactor,--as a real statesman seeks to be, and is, when he falls back

on the elemental principles of justice and morality, like a late Premier

of England, one of the most conscientious statesmen that ever controlled

the destinies of a nation. Webster, like Burke, was haughty, austere,

and brave; but such a man is not likely to remain the favorite of the

people, who prefer an Alcibiades to a Cato, except in great crises, when

they look to a man who can save them, and whom they can forget.

I cannot enumerate the magnificent bursts of eloquence which electrified

the whole country when Webster stood out as the defender of the

Constitution, when he combated secession and defended the Union. How

noble and gigantic he was when he answered the aspersions of the

Southern orators,--great men as they were,--and elaborately showed that

the Union meant something more than a league of sovereign States! The

great leaders of secession were overthrown in a contest which they

courted, and in which they expected victory. His reply to Hayne is,

perhaps, the most masterly speech in American political history. It is

one of the immortal orations of the world, extorting praise and

admiration from Americans and foreigners alike. In his various

encounters with Hayne, McDuffee, and Calhoun, he taught the principles

of political union to the rising generation. He produced those

convictions which sustained the North in its subsequent contest to

preserve the integrity of the Nation. There can be no estimate of the

services he rendered to the country by those grand and patriotic

efforts. But for these, the people might have succumbed to the

sophistries of Calhoun; for he was almost as great a giant as Webster,

and was more faultless in his private life. He had an immense influence;

he ruled the whole South; he made it solid. The speeches of Webster in

the Senate made him the oracle of the North. He was not only the great

champion of the North, and of Northern interests, but he was the teacher

of the whole country. He expounded the principles of the

Constitution,--that this great country is one, to be forever united in

all its parts; that its stars and stripes were to float over every city

and fortress in the land, from the Atlantic to the Pacific, from the

river St. Lawrence to the Gulf of Mexico, and "bearing for their motto

no such miserable interrogatory as, What are all these worth? nor those

other words of delusion and folly, Liberty first and Union afterwards;

but that other sentiment, dear to every American heart, Liberty and

Union, now and forever, one and inseparable!"

It was after his memorable speech in reply to Hayne that I saw Webster

for the first time. I was a boy in college, and he had come to visit it;

and well do I remember the unbounded admiration, yea, the veneration,

felt for him by every young man in that college and throughout the

town,--indeed, throughout the whole North, for he was the pride and

glory of the land. It was then that they called him godlike, looking

like an Olympian statue, or one of the creations of Michael Angelo when

he wished to represent majesty and dignity and power in repose,--the

most commanding human presence ever seen in the Capitol at Washington.

When we recall those patriotic and noble speeches which were read and

admired by every merchant and farmer and lawyer in the country, and by

which he produced great convictions and taught great lessons, we cannot

but wonder why his glory was dimmed, and he was pulled down from his

pedestal, and became no longer an idol. It is affirmed by many that it

was his famous 7th of March speech which killed him, which disappointed

his friends and alienated his constituents. I am therefore compelled to

say something about that speech, and of his history at that time.

Mr. Webster was doubtless an ambitious man. He aspired to the

presidency. And why not? It is and will be a great dignity, such as

ought to be conferred on great ability and patriotism. Was he not able

and patriotic? Had he not rendered great services? Was he not

universally admired for his genius and experience and wisdom? Who was

more prominent than he, among the statesmen of the country, or more

thoroughly fitted to fulfil the duties of that high office? Was it not

natural that he should have aspired to be one of the successors of

Washington and Adams and Jefferson? He comprehended the honor and the

dignity of that office. He did not seek it in order to divide its

spoils, or to reward his friends; but he did wish to secure the highest

prize that could be won by political services; he did desire to receive

the highest honor in the gift of the people, even as Cicero sought the

consulate at Rome; he did believe himself capable of representing the

country in its most exacting position. It is nothing against a man that

he is ambitious, provided his ambition is lofty. Most of the illustrious

men of history have been ambitious,--Cromwell, Pitt, Thiers, Guizot,

Bismarck,--but ambitious to be useful to their country, as well as to

receive its highest rewards. Webster failed to reach the position he

desired, because of his enemies, and, possibly, from jealousy of his

towering height,--just as Clay failed, and Aaron Burr, and Alexander

Hamilton, and Stephen Douglas, and William H. Seward. The politicians,

who control the people, prefer men in the presidential chair whom they

think they can manage and use, not those to whom they will be forced to

succumb. Webster was not a man to be controlled or used, and so the

politicians rejected him. This he deeply felt, and even resented. His

failure saddened his latter days and embittered his soul, although he

was too proud to make loud complaints.

I grant he did not here show magnanimity. He thought that the presidency

should be given to the ablest and most experienced statesman. He did not

appear to see that this proud position is too commanding to be bestowed

except for the most exalted services, and such services as attract the

common eye, especially in war. Presidents in so great a country as this

reign, like the old feudal kings, by the grace of God. They are selected

by divine Providence, as David was from the sheepfold. No American,

however great his genius, except the successful warrior, can ever hope

to climb to this dizzy height, unless personal ambition is lost sight of

in public services. This is wisely ordered, to defeat unscrupulous

ambition. It is only in England that a man can rise to supreme power by

force of genius, since he is selected virtually by his peers, and not by

the popular voice. He who leads Parliament is the real king of England

for the time, since Parliament is omnipotent. Had Webster been an

Englishman, and as powerful in the House of Commons as he was in

Congress at one time, he might have been prime minister. But he could

not be president of the United States, although the presidential power

is much inferior to that exercised by an English premier. It is the

dignity of the office, not its power, which constitutes the value of the

presidency. And Webster loved dignity even more than power.

In order to arrive at this coveted office,--although its duties probably

would have been irksome,--it is possible that he sought to conciliate

the South and win the favor of Southern leaders. But I do not believe he

ever sought to win their favor by any abandonment of his former

principles, or by any treachery to the cause he had espoused. Yet it is

this of which he has been accused by his enemies,--many of those enemies

his former friends. The real cause of this estrangement, and of all the

accusations against him, was this,--he did not sympathize with the

Abolition party; he was not prepared to embark in a crusade against

slavery, the basal institution of the South. He did not like slavery;

but he knew it to be an institution which the Constitution, of which he

was the great defender, had accepted,--accepted as a compromise, in

those dark days which tried men's souls. Many of the famous statesmen

who deliberated in that venerated hall in Philadelphia also disliked and

detested slavery; but they could not have had a constitution, they could

not have had a united country, unless that institution was acknowledged

and guaranteed. So they accepted it as the lesser evil. They made a

compromise, and the Constitution was signed. Now, everybody knows that

the Abolitionists of the North, about the year 1833, attacked slavery,

although it was guaranteed by the Constitution; attacked it, not as an

evil merely, but as a sin; attacked it, by virtue of a higher law than

constitutional provision. And as an evil, as a stain on our country, as

an insult to the virtue and intelligence of the age, as a crime against

humanity, these people of the North declared that slavery ought to be

swept away. Mr. Webster, as well as Mr. Fillmore, Mr. Lincoln, Mr.

Everett, and many other acknowledged patriots, was for letting slavery

alone, as an evil too great to be removed without war; which, moreover,

could not be removed without an infringement on what the South

considered as its rights. He was for conciliation, in order to preserve

the Constitution as well as the Union. The Abolitionists were violent in

their denunciations. And although it took many years to permeate the

North with their leaven, they were in earnest; and under persecutions

and mobs and ostracism and contempt they persevered until they created

a terrible public opinion. The South had early taken the alarm, and in

order to protect their peculiar and favorite institution, had at various

times attempted to extend it into newly acquired territories where it

did not exist, claiming the protection of the Constitution. Mr. Webster

was one of their foremost opponents in this, contesting their right to

do it under the Constitution. But in 1848 the Antislavery opinion at the

North crystallized in a political organization,--the Free-Soil Party;

and on the other hand the South proposed to abrogate the Missouri

Compromise of 1820 as an offset to the admission of California as a free

State, and at the same time asked in further concession the passage of

the Fugitive Slave Bill; and, in anticipation of failing to get these,

threatened secession, which of course meant war.

It was at this crisis that Mr. Webster delivered his celebrated 7th of

March speech,--in many respects his greatest,--in which he advocated

conciliation and adherence to the Constitution, but which was

represented to support Southern interests, which all his life he had

opposed; and more, to advocate these interests, in order to secure

Southern votes for the presidency. Some of the rich and influential men

of Boston who disliked Webster for other reasons,--for he used to snub

them, even after they had lent him money,--made the most they could of

that speech, to alienate the people. The Abolitionists, at last hostile

to Mr. Webster, who stood in their way and would not adopt their

dictation or advice, also bitterly denounced this speech, until it

finally came to be regarded by the common people, few of whom ever read

it, as a very unpatriotic production, entirely at variance with the

views that Webster formerly advanced; and they forsook him.

Now, what is the real gist and spirit of that speech? The passions which

agitated the country when it was delivered have passed away, and not

only can we now calmly criticise it, but people will listen to the

criticism with all the attention it deserves.

It is my opinion, shared by Peter Harvey and other friends of Mr.

Webster, that in no speech he ever made are patriotic and Union

sentiments more fully avowed. Said he, with fiery emphasis:--

"I hear with distress and anguish the word 'secession.' Secession!

peaceable secession! Sir, your eyes and mine are never destined to see

that miracle. The dismemberment of this great country without

convulsion! The breaking up the fountains of the great deep without

ruffling the surface! There can be no such thing as peaceable secession.

It is an utter impossibility. Is this great Constitution, under which we

live, to be melted and thawed away by secession, as the snows on the

mountains are melted away under the influence of the vernal sun? No,

sir; I see as plainly as the sun in the heavens what that disruption

must produce. I see it must produce war."

"Peaceable secession! peaceable secession! What would be the result?

Where is the line to be drawn? What States are to secede? What is to

remain American? What am I to be? Am I to be an American no longer,--a

sectional man, a local man, a separatist, with no country in common?

Heaven forbid! Where is the flag of the Union to remain? Where is the

eagle still to tower? What is to become of the army? What is to become

of the navy? What is to become of the public lands? How is each of the

thirty States to defend itself? Will you cut the Mississippi in two,

leaving free States on its branches and slave States at its mouth? Can

any one suppose that this population on its banks can be severed by a

line that divides them from the territory of a foreign and alien

government, down somewhere,--the Lord knows where,--upon the lower

branches of the Mississippi? Sir, I dislike to pursue this subject. I

have utter disgust for it. I would rather hear of national blasts and

mildews and pestilence and famine, than hear gentlemen talk about

secession. To break up this great government! To dismember this glorious

country! To astonish Europe with an act of folly, such as Europe for two

centuries has never beheld in any government! No, sir; such talk is

enough to make the bones of Andrew Jackson turn round in his coffin."

Now, what are we to think of these sentiments, drawn from the 7th of

March speech, so disgracefully misrepresented by the politicians and

the fanatics? Do they sound like bidding for Southern votes? Can any

Union sentiments be stronger? Can anything be more decided or more

patriotic? He warns, he entreats, he predicts like a prophet. He proves

that secession is incompatible with national existence; he sees nothing

in it but war. And of all things he dreaded and hated, it was war. He

knew what war meant. He knew that a civil war would be the direst

calamity. He would ward it off. He would be conciliating. He would take

away the excuse of war, by adhering to the Constitution,--the written

Constitution which our fathers framed, and which has been the admiration

of the world, under which we have advanced to prosperity and glory as no

nation ever before advanced.

But a large class regarded the Constitution as unsound, in some respects

a wicked Constitution, since it recognized slavery as an institution. By

"the higher law," they would sweep slavery away, perhaps by moral means,

but by endless agitations, until it was destroyed. Mr. Webster, I

confess, did not like those agitations, since he knew they would end in

war. He had a great insight, such as few people had at that time. But

his prophetic insight was just what a large class of people did not

like, especially in his own State. He uttered disagreeable truths,--as

all prophets do,--and they took up stones to stone him,--to stone him

for the bravest act of his whole life, in which a transcendent wisdom

appeared, and which will be duly honored when the truth shall be seen.

The fact was, at that time Mr. Webster seemed to be a croaker, a

Jeremiah, as Burke at one time seemed to his generation, when he

denounced the recklessness of the French Revolution. Very few people at

the North dreamed of war. It was never supposed that the Southern

leaders would actually become rebels. And they, on the other hand, never

dreamed that the North would rise up solidly and put them down. And if

war were to happen, it was supposed that it would be brief. Even so

great and sagacious a statesman as Seward thought this. The South

thought that it could easily whip the Yankees; and the North thought

that it could suppress a Southern rebellion in six weeks. Both sides

miscalculated. And so, in spite of warnings, the nation drifted into

war; but as it turned out in the end it seems a providential event,

--the way God took to break up slavery, the root and source of all our

sectional animosities; a terrible but apparently necessary catastrophe,

since more than a million of brave men perished, and more than five

thousand millions of dollars were spent. Had the North been wise, it

would have compensated the South for its slaves. Had the South been

wise, it would have accepted the compensation and set them free, But it

was not to be. That issue could only be settled by the most terrible

contest of modern times.

I will not dwell on that war, which Webster predicted and dreaded. I

only wish to show that it was not for want of patriotism that he became

unpopular, but because he did not fall in with the prevailing passions

of the day, or with the public sentiment of the North in reference to

slavery, not as to its evils and wickedness, but as to the way in which

it was to be opposed. The great reforms of England, since the accession

of William III., have been effected by using constitutional means,--not

violence, not revolution, not war; but by an appeal to reason and

intelligence and justice. No reforms in any nation have been greater and

more glorious than those of the nineteenth century,--all effected by

constitutional methods. Mr. Webster vainly attempted constitutional

means. He was a lawyer. He reverenced the Constitution, with all its

compromises. He would observe the law of contracts. Yet no man in the

nation was more impatient than he at the threats of secession. He

foretold that secession would lead to war. And if Mr. Webster had lived

to see the war of which he had such anxious prescience, I firmly believe

that he would have marched under the banner of the North with patriotism

equal to any man. He would have been where Mr. Everett was. One of his

own sons was slain in that war. He was not a Northern man with Southern

principles; his whole life attested his Northern principles. There never

was a time when he was not hated and mistrusted by the Southern leaders.

It is not a proof that he was Southern in his sympathies because he was

not an Abolitionist; and by an Abolitionist I mean what was meant thirty

years ago,--one who was unscrupulously bent on removing slavery by any

means, good or bad; since slavery, in his eyes, was a _malum per se_,

not a misfortune, an evil, a sin, but a crime to be washed out by the

besom of destruction.

Mr. Webster did not sympathize with these extreme views. He was not a

reformer; but that does not show that he was unpatriotic, or a Southern

man in his heart. "The higher law," to him, was the fulfilment of a

contract; the maintenance of promises made in good faith, whether those

promises were wise or foolish; the observance of laws so long as they

were laws. There was, undeniably, a great evil and shame to be removed,

but he was not responsible for it; and he left that evil in the hands of

Him who said, "Vengeance is mine, I will repay,"--as He did repay in

four years' devastations, miseries, and calamities, and these so awful,

so unexpected, so ill-prepared for, that a thoughtful and kind-hearted

person, in view of them, will weep rather than rejoice; for it is not

pleasant to witness chastisements and punishments, even if necessary

and just, unless the people who suffer are fiends and incarnate devils,

as very few men are. Human nature is about the same everywhere, and

individuals and nations peculiarly sinful are generally made so by their

surroundings and circumstances. The reckless people of frontier mining

districts are not naturally worse than adventurers in New York or

Philadelphia; nor is any vulgar and ignorant man, in any part of the

country, suddenly made rich, probably any coarser in his pleasures, or

more sensual in his appearance, or more profane in his language, than

was Vitellius, or Heliogabalus, or Otho, on an imperial throne.

But even suppose Mr. Webster, in the decline of his life, intoxicated by

his magnificent position or led astray by ambition, made serious

political errors. What then? All great men have made errors, both in

judgment and in morals,--Caesar, when he crossed the Rubicon;

Theodosius, when he slaughtered the citizens of Thessalonica; Luther,

when he quarrelled with Zwingli; Henry IV., when he stooped at Canossa;

Elizabeth, when she executed Mary Stuart; Cromwell, when he bequeathed

absolute power to his son; Bacon, when he took bribes; Napoleon, when he

divorced Josephine; Hamilton, when he fought Burr. The sun itself passes

through eclipses, as it gives light to the bodies which revolve around

it. Even David and Peter stumbled. Because Webster professed to know as

much of the interests of the country as the shoemakers of Lynn, and

refused to be instructed in his political duties by Garrison and Wendell

Phillips, does he deserve eternal reprobation? Because he opposed the

public sentiments of his constituents on one point, when perhaps they

were right, is he to be hurled from his lofty pedestal? Are all his

services to be forgotten because he did not lift up his trumpet voice in

favor of immediate emancipation? And even suppose he sought to

conciliate the South when the South was preparing for rebellion,--is

peace-making such a dreadful thing? Go still farther: suppose he wished

to conciliate the South in order to get Southern support for the

presidency--which I grant he wanted, and possibly sought,--is he to be

unforgiven, and his name to be blasted, and he held up to the rising

generation as a fallen man? Does a man fall hopelessly because he

stumbles? Is a man to be dethroned because he is not perfect? When was

Webster's vote ever bought and sold? Who ever sat with more dignity in

the councils of the nation? Would he have voted for "back pay"? Would he

have bought a seat in the Senate, even if he had been as rich as a

bonanza king?

Consider how few errors Webster really committed in a public career of

nearly forty years. Consider the beneficence and wisdom of the measures

which he generally advocated, and which would have been lost but for

his eloquence and power. Consider the greatness and lustre of his

congressional career on the whole. Who has proved a greater benefactor

to this nation, on the floor of Congress, than he? I do not wish to

eulogize, still less to whitewash, so great a man, but only to render

simple justice to his memory and deeds. The time has come to lift the

veil which for thirty years has concealed his noble political services.

The time has come to cry shame on those boys who mocked a prophet, and

said, "Go up, thou bald-head!"--although no bears were found to devour

them. The time has come for this nation to bury the old slanders of an

exciting political warfare, and render thanks for the services performed

by the greatest intellectual giant of the past generation,--services

rendered not on the floor of the Senate alone, not in the national

legislature for thirty years, but in one of the great offices of State,

when he made a treaty with England which saved us from an entangling

war. The Ashburton treaty is the brightest gem in the coronet with which

he should be crowned. It was the proudest day in Webster's life when

Rufus Choate announced to him one evening that the Senate had confirmed

the treaty. It was not when he closed his magnificent argument in behalf

of Dartmouth College, not when he addressed the intelligence of New

England at Bunker Hill, not when he demolished Governor Hayne, not when

he sat on the woolsack with Lord Brougham, not when he was entertained

by Louis Philippe, that the proudest emotions swelled in his bosom, but

when he learned that he had prevented a war with England,--for he knew

that England and America could not afford to fight; that it would be a

fight where gain is loss and glory is shame.

At last, worn out with labor and disease, and perhaps embittered by

disappointment, and saddened to see the increasing tendency to elevate

little men to power,--the "grasshoppers, who make the field ring with

their importunate chinks, while the great cattle chew the cud and are

silent,"--Webster died at Marshfield, Oct. 24, 1852, at seventy years of

age. At the time he was Secretary of State. He died in the consolations

of a religion in which he believed, surrounded with loving friends; and

even his enemies felt that a great man in Israel had fallen. Nothing

then was said of his defects, for great defects he had,--a towering

intellectual pride like Chatham, an austerity like Gladstone, passions

like those of Mirabeau, extravagance like that of Cicero, indifference

to pecuniary obligations, like Pitt and Fox and Sheridan; but these were

overbalanced by the warmth of his affections for his faithful friends,

simplicity of manners and taste, courteous treatment of opponents,

dignity of character, kindness to the poor, hospitality, enjoyment of

rural scenes and sports, profound religious instincts, devotion to what

he deemed the welfare of his country, independence of opinions and

boldness in asserting them at any hazard and against all opposition, and

unbounded contempt of all lies and shams and tricks. These traits will

make his memory dear to all who knew him. And as Florence, too late,

repented of her ingratitude to Dante, and appointed her most learned men

to expound the "Divine Comedy" when he was dead, so will the writings of

Webster be more and more a study among lawyers and statesmen. His fame

will spread, and grow wider and greater, like that of Bacon and Burke,

and of other benefactors of mankind; and his ideas will not pass away

until the glorious fabric of American institutions, whose foundations

were laid by God-fearing people, shall be utterly destroyed, and the

Capitol, where his noblest efforts were made, shall become a mass of

broken and prostrate columns beneath the débris of the nation's ruin!

No, not then shall they perish, even if such gloomy changes are

possible, any more than the genius of Cicero has faded among the ruins

of the Eternal City; but they shall shine upon the most distant works of

man, since they are drawn from the wisdom of all preceding generations,

and are based on those principles which underlie all possible

civilizations!

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