The history of Henry Clay's Presidential aspirations and defeats is

little more than the history of a personal feud. In the year 1819, it

was his fortune to incur the hatred of the best hater then

living,--Andrew Jackson. They met for the first time in November,

1815, when the hero of New Orleans came to Washington to consult with

the administration respecting the Indian and military affairs of his

department. Each of these eminent men truly admired the other. Jackson

saw in Clay the civil hero of the war, whose fiery eloquence had

powerfully seconded its military heroes. Clay beheld in Jackson the

man whose gallantry and skill had done most to justify the war in the

sight of the people. They became immediately and cordially intimate.

Jackson engaged to visit Ashland in the course of the next summer, and

spend a week there. On every occasion when Mr. Clay spoke of the

heroes of the war, he bestowed on Jackson the warmest praise.

In 1818 General Jackson invaded Florida, put to death two Indian

chiefs in cold blood, and executed two British subjects, Arbuthnot and

Armbrister.[3] During the twenty-seven days' debate upon these

proceedings, in 1819, the Speaker sided with those who disapproved

them, and he delivered a set speech against Jackson. This speech,

though it did full justice to General Jackson's motives, and contained

a fine eulogium upon his previous services, gave the General deadly

offence. Such was Jackson's self-love that he could not believe in the

honesty of any opposition to him, but invariably attributed such

opposition to low personal motives. Now it was a fact well known to

Jackson, that Henry Clay had expected the appointment of Secretary of

State under Mr. Monroe; and it was part of the gossip of the time that

Mr. Monroe's preference of Mr. Adams was the reason of Clay's

occasional opposition to measures favored by the administration. We do

not believe this, because the measures which Mr. Clay opposed were

such as he _must_ have disapproved, and which well-informed posterity

will forever disapprove. After much debate in the Cabinet, Mr. Monroe,

who was peculiarly bound to Jackson, and who had reasons of his own

for not offending him, determined to sustain him _in toto_, both at

home and in the courts of Spain and England. Hence, in condemning

General Jackson, Mr. Clay was again in opposition to the

administration; and the General of course concluded, that the Speaker

designed, in ruining him, merely to further his own political schemes.

How he boiled with fury against Mr. Clay, his published letters

amusingly attest. "The hypocrisy and baseness of Clay," wrote the

General, "in pretending friendship to me, and endeavoring to crush the

Executive through me, makes me despise the villain."

Jackson, as we all know, was triumphantly sustained by the House. In

fact, Mr. Clay's speech was totally unworthy of the occasion. Instead

of argument and fact, he gave the House and the galleries beautiful

declamation. The evidence was before him; he had it in his hands; but,

instead of getting up his case with patient assiduity, and exhibiting

the damning proofs of Jackson's misconduct, he merely glanced over the

mass of papers, fell into some enormous blunders, passed over some

most material points, and then endeavored to supply all deficiencies

by an imposing eloquence. He even acknowledges that he had not

examined the testimony. "It is _possible_," said he, "that a critical

examination of the evidence _would_ show" that Arbuthnot was an

innocent trader. We have had occasion to examine that evidence since,

and we can testify that this conjecture was correct. But why was it a

_conjecture_? Why did Mr. Clay neglect to convert the conjecture into

certainty? It fell to him, as representing the civilization and

humanity of the United States, to vindicate the memory of an honorable

old man, who had done all that was possible to prevent the war, and

who had been ruthlessly murdered by men wearing the uniform of

American soldiers. It fell to him to bar the further advancement of a

man most unfit for civil rule. To this duty he was imperatively

called, but he only half did it, and thus exasperated the tiger

without disabling him.

Four years passed. In December, 1823, General Jackson reappeared in

Washington to take his seat in the Senate, to which he had been

elected by his wire-pullers for the purpose of promoting his interests

as a candidate for the Presidency. Before he left home two or three of

his friends had besought him to assume a mild and conciliatory

demeanor at the capitol. It would never do, they told him, for a

candidate for the Presidency to threaten to cut off the ears of

gentlemen who disapproved his public conduct; he must restrain himself

and make friends. This advice he followed. He was reconciled with

General Winfield Scott, whom, in 1817, he had styled an "assassin," a

"hectoring bully," and an "intermeddling pimp and spy of the War

Office." He made friends with Colonel Thomas H. Benton, with whom he

had fought in the streets of Nashville, while he still carried in his

body a bullet received in that bloody affray. With Henry Clay, too, he

resumed friendly intercourse, met him twice at dinner-parties, rode

and exchanged visits with him, and attended one of the Speaker's

Congressional dinners.

When next these party chieftains met, in the spring of 1825, it was

about to devolve upon the House of Representatives to decide which of

three men should be the next President,--Jackson, Adams, or Crawford.

They exchanged visits as before; Mr. Clay being desirous, as he said,

to show General Jackson that, in the vote which he had determined to

give, he was influenced only by public considerations. No reader needs

to be informed that Mr. Clay and his friends were able to decide the

election, and that they decided it in favor of Mr. Adams. We believe

that Mr. Clay was wrong in so doing. As a Democrat he ought, we think,

to have been willing to gratify the plurality of his fellow-citizens,

who had voted for General Jackson. His motives we fully believe to

have been disinterested. Indeed, it was plainly intimated to him that,

if he gave the Presidency to General Jackson, General Jackson would

make him his heir apparent, or, in other words, his Secretary of

State.

The anger of General Jackson at his disappointment was not the blind

and wild fury of his earlier days; it was a deeper, a deadlier wrath,

which he governed and concealed in order to wreak a feller vengeance.

On the evening of the day on which the election in the House occurred

there was a levee at the Presidential mansion, which General Jackson

attended. Who, that saw him dart forward and grasp Mr. Adams cordially

by the hand, could have supposed that he then entirely believed that

Mr. Adams had stolen the Presidency from him by a corrupt bargain with

Mr. Clay? Who could have supposed that he and his friends had been,

for fourteen days, hatching a plot to blast the good name of Mr. Adams

and Mr. Clay, by spreading abroad the base insinuation that Clay had

been bought over to the support of Adams by the promise of the first

place in the Cabinet? Who could have supposed that, on his way home to

Tennessee, while the newspapers were paragraphing his magnanimity in

defeat, as shown by his behavior at the levee, he would denounce Adams

and Clay, in bar-rooms and public places, as guilty of a foul compact

to frustrate the wishes of the people?

It was calumny's masterpiece. It was a rare stroke of art to get an

old dotard of a member of Congress to publish, twelve days _before_

the election, that Mr. Clay had agreed to vote for Mr. Adams, and that

Mr. Adams had agreed to reward him by the office of Secretary of

State. When the vote had been given and the office conferred, how

plausible, how convincing, the charge of bargain!

It is common to censure Mr. Clay for accepting office under Mr. Adams.

We honor him for his courage in doing so. Having made Mr. Adams

President, it had been unlike the gallant Kentuckian to shrink from

the possible odium of the act by refusing his proper place in the

administration. The calumny which anticipated his acceptance of office

was a defiance: _Take office if you dare_! It was simply worthy of

Henry Clay to accept the challenge, and brave all the consequences of

what he had deliberately and conscientiously done.

In the office of Secretary of State Mr. Clay exhibited an admirable

talent for the despatch of business. He negotiated an unusual number

of useful treaties. He exerted himself to secure a recognition of the

principles, that, in time of war, private property should enjoy on the

ocean the same protection as on land, and that paper blockades are not

to be regarded. He seconded Mr. Adams in his determination not to

remove from office any man on account of his previous or present

opposition to the administration; and he carried this policy so far,

that, in selecting the newspapers for the publication of the laws, he

refused to consider their political character. This was in strict

accordance with the practice of all previous administrations; but it

is so pleasant to recur to the times when that honorable policy

prevailed, that we cannot help alluding to it. In his intercourse with

foreign ministers, Mr. Clay had an opportunity to display all the

charms of an unequalled courtesy: they remained his friends long after

he had retired. His Wednesday dinners and his pleasant evening

receptions were remembered for many years. How far he sympathized with

Mr. Adams's extravagant dreams of a system of national works that

should rival the magnificent structures of ancient Rome, or with the

extreme opinions of his colleague, Mr. Rush, as to the power and

importance of government, we do not know. He worked twelve hours a day

in his office, he tells us, and was content therewith. He was the last

high officer of the government to fight a duel. That bloodless contest

between the Secretary of State and John Randolph was as romantic and

absurd as a duel could well be. Colonel Benton's narrative of it is at

once the most amusing and the most affecting piece of gossip which our

political annals contain. Randolph, as the most unmanageable of

members of Congress, had been for fifteen years a thorn in Mr. Clay's

side, and Clay's later politics had been most exasperating to Mr.

Randolph; but the two men loved one another in their hearts, after

all. Nothing has ever exceeded the thorough-bred courtesy and tender

consideration with which they set about the work of putting one

another to death; and their joy was unbounded when, after the second

fire, each discovered that the other was unharmed. If all duels could

have such a result, duelling would be the prettiest thing in the

world.

The election of 1828 swept the administration from power. No man has

ever bowed more gracefully to the decision of the people than Henry

Clay. His remarks at the public dinner given him in Washington, on his

leaving for home, were entirely admirable. Andrew Jackson, he said,

had wronged him, but he was now the Chief Magistrate of his country,

and, as such, he should be treated with decorum, and his public acts

judged with candor. His journey to Ashland was more like the progress

of a victor than the return homeward of a rejected statesman.

He now entered largely into his favorite branch of rural business, the

raising of superior animals. Fifty merino sheep were driven over the

mountains from Pennsylvania to his farm, and he imported from England

some Durham and Hertford cattle. He had an Arabian horse in his

stable. For the improvement of the breed of mules, he imported an ass

from Malta, and another from Spain. Pigs, goats, and dogs he also

raised, and endeavored to improve. His slaves being about fifty in

number, he was able to carry on the raising of hemp and corn, as well

as the breeding of stock, and both on a considerable scale. Mrs. Clay

sent every morning to the principal hotel of Lexington thirty gallons

of milk, and her husband had large consignments to make to his factor

in New Orleans. His letters of this period show how he delighted in

his animals and his growing crops, and how thoughtfully he considered

the most trifling details of management. His health improved. He told

his old friend, Washington Irving, that he found it was as good for

men as for beasts to be turned out to grass occasionally. Though not

without domestic afflictions, he was very happy in his home. One of

his sons graduated second at West Point, and two of his daughters were

happily married. He was, perhaps, a too indulgent father; but his

children loved him most tenderly, and were guided by his opinion. It

is pleasing to read in the letters of his sons to him such passages as

this:

"You tell me that you wish me to receive your opinions, not

as commands, but as advice. Yet I must consider them as

commands, doubly binding; for they proceed from, one so

vastly my superior in all respects, and to whom I am under

such great obligations, that the mere intimation of an

opinion will be sufficient to govern my conduct."

The President, meanwhile, was paying such homage to the farmer of

Ashland as no President of the United States had ever paid to a

private individual. General Jackson's principal object--the object

nearest his heart--appears to have been to wound and injure Henry

Clay. His appointments, his measures, and his vetoes seem to have been

chiefly inspired by resentment against him. Ingham of Pennsylvania,

who had taken the lead in that State in giving currency to the

"bargain" calumny, was appointed Secretary of the Treasury. Eaton, who

had aided in the original concoction of that foul slander, was

appointed Secretary of War. Branch, who received the appointment of

Secretary of the Navy, was one of the few Senators who had voted and

spoken against the confirmation of Henry Clay to the office of

Secretary of State in 1825; and Berrien, Attorney-General, was

another. Barry, appointed Postmaster-General, was the Kentuckian who

had done most to inflict upon Mr. Clay the mortification of seeing his

own Kentucky siding against him. John Randolph, Clay's recent

antagonist in a duel, and the most unfit man in the world for a

diplomatic mission, was sent Minister to Russia. Pope, an old Kentucky

Federalist, Clay's opponent and competitor for half a lifetime,

received the appointment of Governor of the Territory of Arkansas.

General Harrison, who had generously defended Clay against the charge

of bargain and corruption, was recalled from a foreign mission on the

fourth day after General Jackson's accession to power, though he had

scarcely reached the country to which he was accredited. In the place

of General Harrison was sent a Kentuckian peculiarly obnoxious to Mr.

Clay. In Kentucky itself there was a clean sweep from office of Mr.

Clay's friends; not one man of them was left. His brother-in-law,

James Brown, was instantly recalled from a diplomatic post in Europe.

Kendall, the chief of the Kitchen Cabinet, had once been tutor to Mr.

Clay's children, and had won the favor of Jackson by lending a

dexterous hand in carrying Kentucky against his benefactor. Francis

Blair, editor of the Globe, had also been the particular friend and

correspondent of Mr. Clay, but had turned against him. From the

Departments in Washington, all of Mr. Clay's known friends were

immediately removed, except a few who had made themselves

indispensable, and a few others whom Mr. Van Buren contrived to spare.

In nearly every instance, the men who succeeded to the best places had

made themselves conspicuous by their vituperation of Mr. Clay. He was

strictly correct when he said, "Every movement of the President is

dictated by personal hostility toward me"; but he was deceived when he

added that it all conduced to his benefit. Every mind that was both

just and well-informed warmed toward the object of such pitiless and

demoniac wrath; but in what land are minds just and well-informed a

majority?

It was not only the appointments and removals that were aimed at Mr.

Clay. The sudden expulsion of gray hairs from the offices they had

honored, the precipitation of hundreds of families into poverty,--this

did not satisfy the President's vengeance. He assailed Henry Clay in

his first Message. In recommending a change in the mode of electing

the President, he said that, when the election devolves upon the House

of Representatives, circumstances may give the power of deciding the

election to one man. "May he not be tempted," added the President, "to

name his reward?" He vetoed appropriations for the Cumberland Road,

because the name and the honor of Henry Clay were peculiarly

identified with that work. He destroyed the Bank of the United States,

because he believed its power and influence were to be used in favor

of Mr. Clay's elevation to the Presidency. He took care, in his

Message vetoing the recharter of the Bank, to employ some of the

arguments which Clay had used in opposing the recharter of the United

States Bank in 1811. Miserably sick and infirm as he was, he consented

to stand for reelection, because there was no other candidate strong

enough to defeat Henry Clay; and he employed all his art, and the

whole power of the administration, during his second term, to smooth

Mr. Van Buren's path to the Presidency, to the exclusion of Henry

Clay. Plans were formed, too, and engagements made, the grand object

of which was to keep Clay from the Presidency, even after Mr. Van

Buren should have served his anticipated eight years. General Jackson

left Washington in 1837, expecting that Martin Van Buren would be

President until 1845, and that he would then be succeeded by Thomas H.

Benton. Nothing prevented the fulfilment of this programme but the

financial collapse of 1837, the effects of which continued during the

whole of Mr. Van Buren's term, and caused his defeat in 1840.

Mr. Clay accepted the defiance implied in General Jackson's conduct.

He reappeared in Washington in 1831, in the character of Senator and

candidate for the Presidency. His journey to Washington was again a

triumphal progress, and again the galleries were crowded to hear him

speak. A great and brilliant party gathered round him, strong in

talents, character, property, and supposed to be strong in numbers. He

at once proved himself to be a most unskilful party leader. Every

movement of his in _that_ character was a mistake. He was precipitate

when he ought to have been cautious, and cautious when nothing but

audacity could have availed. The first subject upon which he was

called upon to act was the tariff. The national debt being within two

or three years of liquidation, Calhoun threatening nullification, and

Jackson vetoing all internal improvement bills, it was necessary to

provide against an enormous surplus. Clay maintained that the

_protective_ duties should remain intact, and that only those duties

should be reduced which protected no American interest. This was done;

the revenue was reduced three millions; and the surplus was as

threatening as before. It was _impossible_ to save the protective

duties entire without raising too much revenue. Mr. Clay, as it seems

to us, should have plainly said this to the manufacturers, and

compelled his party in Congress to warn and save them by making a

judicious cut at the protective duties in 1832. This would have

deprived Calhoun of his pretext, and prepared the way for a safe and

gradual reduction of duties in the years following. Such was the

prosperity of the country in 1832, that the three millions lost to the

revenue by Mr. Clay's bill were likely to be made up to it in three

years by the mere increase in the imports and land sales.

Mr. Clay's next misstep was one of precipitation. General Jackson,

after a three years' war upon the Bank, was alarmed at the outcry of

its friends, and sincerely desired to make peace with it. We know,

from the avowals of the men who stood nearest his person at the time,

that he not only wished to keep the Bank question out of the

Presidential campaign of 1832, but that he was willing to consent, on

very easy conditions, to a recharter. It was Mr. Clay's commanding

influence that induced the directors of the Bank to press for a

recharter in 1832, and force the President to retraction or a veto. So

ignorant was this able and high-minded man of human nature and of the

American people, that he supposed a popular enthusiasm could be

kindled in behalf of a _bank_! Such was the infatuation of some of his

friends, that they went to the expense of circulating copies of the

veto message gratis, for the purpose of lessening the vote for its

author! Mr. Clay was ludicrously deceived as to his strength with the

masses of the people,--the _dumb_ masses,--those who have no eloquent

orators, no leading newspapers, no brilliant pamphleteers, to speak

for them, but who assert themselves with decisive effect on election

day.

It was another capital error in Mr. Clay, as the leader of a party, to

run at all against General Jackson. He should have hoarded his

prestige for 1836, when the magical name of Jackson would no longer

captivate the ignorant voter. Mr. Clay's defeat in 1832, so

unexpected, so overwhelming, lamed him for life as a candidate for the

Presidency. He lost faith in his star. In 1836, when there _was_ a

chance of success,--just a chance,--he would not suffer his name to

appear in the canvass. The vote of the opposition was divided among

three candidates,--General Harrison, Hugh L. White, and Daniel

Webster; and Mr. Van Buren, of course, had an easy victory.

Fortunately for his own happiness, Mr. Clay's desire for the

Presidency diminished as his chances of reaching it diminished. That

desire had never been morbid, it now became exceedingly moderate; nor

do we believe that, after his crushing defeat of 1832, he ever had

much expectation of winning the prize. He knew too well the arts by

which success is assured, to believe that an honorable man could be

elected to the Presidency by honorable means only.

Three other attempts were made to raise him to the highest office, and

it was always Andrew Jackson who struck him down. In 1840, he was set

aside by his party, and General Harrison nominated in his stead. This

was Jackson's doing; for it was the great defeat of 1832 which had

robbed Clay of prestige, and it was General Jackson's uniform success

that suggested the selection of a military candidate. Again, in 1844,

when the Texas issue was presented to the people, it was by the adroit

use of General Jackson's name that the question of annexation was

precipitated upon the country. In 1848, a military man was again

nominated, to the exclusion of Henry Clay.

Mr. Clay used to boast of his consistency, averring that he had never

changed his opinion upon a public question but once. We think he was

much too consistent. A notable example of an excessive consistency was

his adhering to the project of a United States Bank, when there was

scarcely a possibility of establishing one, and his too steadfast

opposition to the harmless expedient of the Sub-treasury. The

Sub-treasury system has now been in operation for a quarter of a

century. Call it a bungling and antiquated system, if you will; it has

nevertheless answered its purpose. The public money is taken out of

politics. If the few millions lying idle in the "Strong Box" do no

good, they at least do no harm; and we have no overshadowing national

bank to compete with private capital, and to furnish, every few years;

a theme for demagogues. Mr. Clay saw in the Sub-treasury the ruin of

the Republic. In his great speech of 1838, in opposition to it, he

uttered, in his most solemn and impressive manner, the following

words:--

"Mr. President, a great, novel, and untried measure is

perseveringly urged upon the acceptance of Congress. That it

is pregnant with tremendous consequences, for good or evil,

is undeniable, and admitted by all. We firmly believe that

it will be _fatal to the best interests of this country, and

ultimately subversive of its liberties_."

No one acquainted with Mr. Clay, and no man, himself sincere, who

reads this eloquent and most labored speech, can doubt Mr. Clay's

sincerity. Observe the awful solemnity of his first sentences:--

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