CHAPTER IV.

Early struggles--Red Jacket's opportunity for trial--Council at Fort

Stanwix--Red Jacket's office of Sachem--Red Jacket's opposition to the

proposed treaty--Excitement created by his speech--Allayed by Cornplanter

--His influence in deciding the treaty--How it affected him.

How long and toilsome the way, ere the ambitious aspirant passes from the

low grounds of obscurity, to the dazzling heights of fame! How many hours

of anxious toil, through wearisome days and nights, protracted through

months and years, are passed, before the arena even is entered, where the

race commences in earnest! How many struggling emotions between hope and

fear, encouragement and doubt, promise and despair, mark the experience,

and clothe it with the sublimity and interest that belong to action in its

highest forms!

Did this child of nature cherishing the bright dream from early life,

never suffer from these contending emotions, ere he awoke finally to the

consciousness of the reality, where he could exclaim, I am an orator, yes,

I AM AN ORATOR!

This idea Red Jacket began now to cherish. He had practiced in his native

wilds, the forest depths had echoed back those strains of eloquence, that

had struggled for utterance in his impassioned bosom, and their force

being expended here, served but to awaken a still stronger desire to try

his powers, where he could have the answering sympathy of human hearts.

His fame and greatness were yet to be achieved. With the inward

consciousness of strength that would secure for him the eminence he

desired, he awaited eagerly the opportunity for its exercise. This

opportunity came.

When the storm of war had rolled by, the hour came for deliberation, and

council. England and America had concluded peace, and the jurisdiction of

the country of the Iroquois had been surrendered to the United States.

Still no provision had been made by the crown for those tribes that had

freely fought in her defence. They were left to make their own peace, or

prosecute the war on their own account. Their attitude was yet hostile. No

expedition of importance was undertaken, but the border men were

constantly annoyed by Indians, who drove away their horses and cattle, and

committed other acts of depredation. And the inhabitants of the frontier

had suffered so severely from the Indian tribes during the war, that these

acts served to awaken still deeper feelings of hostility toward them, and

led some openly to recommend that the Indians be driven from their lands,

and that these be forfeited to the State.

These councils were strenuously resisted by the general government. The

humane and considerate Washington thought it wiser to try and conciliate

them, and if possible win their confidence and esteem, claiming that their

lands, when needed, could be obtained at a cheaper rate by negotiation and

purchase, than by war and conquest.

This course, the excellence of which experience has fully demonstrated,

was finally adopted, and in pursuance of this design, a general council of

the Iroquois was convened at Fort Stanwix, in the fall of 1784. It was

attended by Oliver Wolcott, Richard Butler, and Arthur Lee, who were

appointed commissioners on the part of the United States. The different

tribes of the Iroquois were represented, and Red Jacket was present, and

took an active part in its deliberations. He had now been elected to the

office of Sachem; at what time precisely, is not known, but probably not

far from the close of the war of the Revolution.

The manner in which he gained this office has been ascribed by some to

artifice as well as the force of his eloquence. Col. Stone says, that

"aspiring to the rank of chief, he not only wrought upon the minds of his

people, by the exertion of that faculty which was ever with them a high

standard of merit, but he succeeded in availing himself of the

superstitious constitution of his race, to effect his purpose. His first

essay was to dream that he was, or should be a chief, and that the Great

Spirit was angry that his nation had not advanced him to that dignity.

This dream, with the necessary variations, he repeated until, fortunately

for him, the small pox broke out among the Senecas. He then proclaimed the

loathsome infliction a judgment sent by the Great Spirit, to punish them

for their ingratitude to him. The consequence ultimately was, that by

administering flattery to some, working upon the superstitious fears of

others, and by awakening the admiration of all by his eloquence, he

reached the goal of his ambition." [Footnote: Col. Stone's Life and Times

of Thayendanegea and Life and Times of Red Jacket. This statement has been

denied by some, who affirm that his eloquence was the sole cause of his

elevation. If this representation came from Brant, it may be recollected

that between Red Jacket and Brant there did not exist a very strong

attachment, and statements made by one concerning the other, would not be

likely to bear the coloring of a very warm friendship.]

However this may have been, it is certain this course was not necessary to

establish Red Jacket's position among his people. The circumstances of

their history created a necessity for his transcendent abilities, and the

light of his genius, though it may have been obscured for a time, must

eventually have shone forth, in its original beauty and splendor.

Red Jacket was now called upon to assist in the deliberations of his

people, and from this time to the day of his death, we find him connected

with, and bearing an important part in all of their public transactions.

The council at Fort Stanwix was the first occasion in which he appeared

before the public. It was a meeting of no small moment. With an anxious

heart the Indian left his home and wended his way, through his native

forests, to the place where he was to meet in council, the chiefs of the

thirteen fires. His own tribes had been wasted, by a long and bloody war.

The nation they had so long clung to, and by whose artifice they had been

led to engage in the strife, stood confessedly vanquished. A new power had

arisen in the land, what bearing would it have on their future fortunes?

With the importance of this gathering none were more deeply impressed than

Red Jacket.--Yonder he stands, alone;--his knit brow, and searching glance

indicate a process of thought, which stirs deeply the emotions of the

inner man.--Tread lightly, lest you disturb the silent evolutions of that

airy battalion, that is wheeling into rank and file, thoughts that

discharged in words, reach the mark and do execution.--Now he wears a look

of indignation, which presently turns to one of proud defiance, as he

contemplates the encroaching disposition of the white race.--Now you may

detect an air of scorn, and his eye flashes fire, as he regards them at

first a feeble colony, which might easily have been crushed by the strong

arm of the Iroquois.--A feeling of deep concern directly overspreads his

features, as he thinks of their advancing power, and of the prospect of

their surpassing even the glory of his own ancestry.--A still deeper shade

steals over him as he thinks of the waning fortunes of his people.--

Presently his countenance is lighted up;--his feelings are all aglow,--a

bright thought, has entered his mind.--He conceives the idea of the union

of the entire race of red men, to resist the encroachments of the whites.

--Are they not yet strong? And united, would they not yet be, a

formidable power?

With anxious and matured thoughts, Red Jacket comes to this council

gathering. Its bearing on his nation and race, he deeply scans, and

treasures up those burning thoughts, with which he is to electrify, and

set on fire the bosoms of his countrymen.

Of the proceedings of this council, little is known aside from the bare

treaty itself. By this treaty perpetual peace and amity were agreed upon

between the United States, and the Iroquois, and the latter ceded to the

United States, all their lands lying west of a line commencing at the

mouth of a creek four miles east of Niagara, at a place on Lake Ontario

called Johnson's Landing; thence south, in a direction always four miles

east of the portage, or carrying-path, between Lakes Erie and Ontario, to

the mouth of Buffalo creek, on Lake Erie; thence due south to the north

boundary of the state of Pennsylvania; thence west to the end of said

boundary; thence south along the west boundary of the state of

Pennsylvania to the Ohio river.

In consideration of this surrender to the United States of their claim to

western lands, the Iroquois were to be secure in the peaceful possession

of the lands they inhabited in the state of New York.

This treaty Red Jacket strenuously resisted. He regarded the proposed

cession of lands as exorbitant and unjust, and summoned all the resources

of his eloquence to defend his position. The course of his argument and

the various means he took to enforce it, we have no means of adequately

presenting. A few hints respecting it, and the testimony of those present

as to the effect produced, is all we have to guide us in forming any

estimate of its merits.

After giving a vivid representation of the encroachments already made upon

them by the whites, and of the advances they were making in numbers and

power, as well as extent of territory, he reminded his hearers of the

ancient glory of the Iroquois, and contrasted it with their present wasted

and feeble condition. They had been passing through a mighty convulsion,

the hurricane had swept over their dwellings, their homes were laid waste,

their country made desolate.

He directed them to the extensive dominion they had exercised. Their

empire was wide, on the north, and east, and south, and west, there were

none to stay their hand, or limit their power. A broad continent was open

to them on every side, and their seats were large. But now they were met

by a people to whom they had surrendered a large portion of their lands,

and "they are driving us on toward the setting sun. They would shut us in,

they would close up the path to our brethren at the west. We demand an

open way."

They had no right, he affirmed, to part with their western lands. Their

laws, their ancient usages forbade it. They ought never to decide a

question so momentous as this, without giving all the parties a hearing,

who have any interest in its decision. They should be present and join in

their deliberations. Their brethren at the west had a right to be

consulted in this matter.--It would be unworthy of the name, and exalted

fame of the Iroquois, to decide the question without reference to them.--

It was a question that affected deeply the interests of the entire race of

red men on this continent. He declared finally that rather than yield to

the exorbitant demands of the treaty, they should take up their arms, and

prosecute the war on their own account.

Such is the scanty outline of a speech that made a wonderful impression on

the minds of all his people who were present. During the progress of his

speech, their emotions were wrought up to a pitch, that seemed to betoken

a rising storm, and at times it seemed as though it needed but a spark to

set on fire a flame that was ready to burst out with consuming force.

Those present, who did not understand the language of the orator, were

deeply interested in his voice, his manner of elocution, and his perfect

and inimitable action. They caught fire from his eye, and felt the

inspiration, which was kindled in the minds of all who listened to him

understandingly. When he sat down his work was accomplished. There was but

one heart among his people. From this time on, he was the peerless orator

of his nation.

A very interesting sketch of Red Jacket as an orator, refers, for the

existence of the facts which form the basis of its statements, to a treaty

held at Canandaigua in 1794. It has been copied by Drake, and published in

almost every sketch of the orator's life. Mr. Stone questions its

truthfulness on the ground that there is no notice of it in any notes of

this council taken at the time, and because also there was evidently an

absence of the peculiar circumstances, which the speech referred to, seems

to demand. Still he introduces it under the supposition that if delivered

there at all, it might have been during the excitement produced among the

Indians, by the rejection from the council, by Col. Pickering, of one

Johnson, a messenger from Brant, who had been invited to be present at

that council. Yet this is by no means probable, as Red Jacket would have

been far from rising into eloquence on an occasion, which from his known

relations to the proud Mohawk, he would naturally view with satisfaction,

instead of resentment. The more probable supposition is, that the writer

caught up this as a traditionary statement, which, owing to the lapse of

time and the uncertainty of memory, had been changed in one or two of its

items, and receiving it as correct, penned it in good faith, as having

transpired at that treaty. It is a correct presentation of some of the

points in the orator's speech on this occasion, and is as follows:

[Footnote: Mr. Stone justly supposes this speech might have been made at

the treaty of Fort Stanwix in 1784.]

"... The witnesses of the scene will never forget the powers of native

oratory. Two days had passed away in negotiation with the Indians for a

cession of their lands. The contract was supposed to be nearly completed,

when Red Jacket arose. With the grace and dignity of a Roman Senator, he

drew his blanket around him, and with a piercing eye surveyed the

multitude. All was hushed. Nothing interposed to break the silence, but

the rustling of the leaves. After a long and solemn, but not unmeaning

pause, he commenced in a low voice, and sententious style. Rising

gradually with the subject, he depicted the primitive simplicity and

happiness of his nation, and the wrongs they had sustained from the

usurpations of white men, with such a bold and faithful pencil, that every

auditor was soon roused to vengeance, or melted to tears. The effect was

inexpressible. But ere the emotions of admiration and sympathy had

subsided, the white men became alarmed. They were in the heart of an

Indian country, surrounded by ten times their number, who were inflamed by

a remembrance of their injuries, and excited to indignation by the

eloquence of a favorite chief. Appalled and terrified, the white men cast

a cheerless gaze on the hordes around them. A nod from the chiefs might be

the onset of destruction. At this portentious moment, Farmer's Brother

interposed. He replied not to his brother chief, but with a sagacity truly

aboriginal, he caused the cessation of the council, introduced good cheer,

commended the eloquence of Red Jacket, and before the meeting had

reassembled, with the aid of other prudent chiefs, he had moderated the

fury of his nation to a more salutary view of the question before them."

The commissioners replied, but without making much headway on account of

the agitation and excitement, produced by the orator's speech; that by the

common usages of war they might lay claim to a much larger extent of

territory; that their demand was characterized by great moderation, and

insisted on their yielding to the terms proposed.

There was little disposition among them to yield the point, yet the treaty

was finally brought to a successful issue, by the influence of

Cornplanter.

Cornplanter was a noble specimen of the Indian race. He had all the

sagacity for which his people were distinguished, and was equally active,

eloquent and brave. He was well qualified by his talents to engage in the

legislative councils of his nation, and was unsurpassed by any, for

prowess and daring in the bloody field of strife. No chief, Thayendanegea

not excepted, had gained higher laurels for personal valor, and none

commanded more fully the confidence and esteem of his nation. His people

looked up to him as a tower of strength, and when he spake, his words fell

upon them with the weight of great authority. Better acquainted than his

junior associate with the details of war, and understanding likewise the

wasted and feeble condition of his people, and having learned in the late

conflict something of the power of the enemy they would have to encounter,

he regarded the idea of their resistance as wholly impracticable, and

advised a compliance with the terms of the treaty. Though he regretted the

loss of any more territory, he wisely concluded it was better to lose a

part, than to be deprived of all. And by throwing his influence decidedly

in favor, he succeeded finally in quieting the minds of his people, and in

persuading them to accede to the proposals made.

It is a matter of regret that so few traces are left, of Red Jacket's

speech on this occasion. Yet had his speech been reported, we might have

been as much at a loss as at present, to derive from it a just estimation

of his talents. His speeches as reported are tame when compared with the

effect produced.

The Indian was an unwritten language. The most distinguished orators of

the Iroquois confederacy, matured their thoughts in solitude without the

aid of the pen, and when uttered in the hearing of the people, they passed

forever into oblivion, only as a striking passage may hare been retained

in memory. And with them the want of a written language was thus in a

measure compensated. They made an increased effort to treasure up their

thoughts. Yet how much must necessarily have been lost! and how liable to

waste away, that which remained.

Trusting to them how imperfect must have been a reported speech! And

relying on those who transferred their speeches to a different language,

we have little assurance of any thing better than mutilated transcripts of

the original. Need we be surprised then, to find in Red Jacket's published

speeches, a tameness unworthy of his fame? Red Jacket was esteemed by the

men of his time as an orator, surpassingly eloquent.

In his speeches as reported, this does not appear. Hence, his reported

speeches fail to do him justice, or the men of his time very much

overrated his talents.

Taking the latter horn of the dilemma we impeach the judgment and good

sense of those who have gone before us. Assuming the former, we present an

admitted and proclaimed fact. His contemporaries, while they conceded to

him the highest attributes and accomplishments of eloquence, unite in

affirming that his reported speeches come far short of the original.

_Captain Horatio Jones_, a favorite interpreter, has frequently

declared,--"_it is impossible to do Red Jacket justice_." The peculiar

shade given to the idea, its beauty in its own native idiom, was often

entirely lost in the transfer. In much the same way, Captain Jasper

Parrish, of Canandaigua, has frequently been heard to speak, when

referring to the forensic efforts of the orator.

And besides, those passages that were most deeply fraught with eloquence,

were often lost entirely, from the fact that the way having been prepared

by a recital of those details that are reported, the reporter himself has

been carried away by the very flood that surrounded, uplifted, and carried

away the mass of those who heard him speak. So that the only note that

would be made, of a passage of considerable length, is given in one or two

short sentences. [Footnote: Conversation of the author with Col. Wm.

Jones.]

By the generality of the Iroquois, the terms of the treaty at Fort Stanwix

were regarded as severe; and though the services of the renowned

Cornplanter were engaged by the commissioners, in an effort to persuade

the disaffected into a reconciliation with it, the attempt was but

partially successful, and was made at the expense of his own high standing

among his people. They were not easily reconciled, and were so much

displeased with his conduct on this, and one or two subsequent occasions,

that they even threatened his life. A circumstance he touchingly refers to

in a speech addressed to General Washington.

"Father," said he, "we will not conceal from you that the great God and

not man, has preserved Cornplanter, from the hands of his own nation. For

they ask continually--where is the land which our children, and their

children after them are to lie down upon? When the Sun goes down he opens

his heart before God, and earlier than the sun appears upon the hills, he

gives thanks for his protection during the night; for he feels that among

men become desperate by their danger, it is God only that can preserve

him."

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