It would be a pleasant labor, and
one well worth the pains, to record the story of the
later years of every one of those valiant souls, from
the highest to the lowest. But that may not be
done here. The best homage that can be rendered
to the subordinates is to speak of their common motive:
simple-hearted, unselfish devotion to the interests
of the nation, unstained by ulterior hope of private
gain. A bill was passed by Congress in 1807,
granting to the non-commissioned officers and privates,
according to rank, a sum of money equal to double pay
for the period of service, and, in addition, 300 acres
of land from the public domain. But nothing beyond
ordinary pay had been definitely pledged in advance.
Clearly it was not the expectation of material reward
which sustained them.
The bill passed by Congress included
also a grant of 1500 acres of land to Captain Lewis,
and of 1000 acres to Captain Clark. It is upon
record that Lewis, in the spirit which had regulated
all of his relations with Clark, objected to this
discrimination in his favor.
In March, 1804, before the expedition
set out, the newly acquired Louisiana Territory was
divided by Congress, the dividing line being the 33d
parallel. The southern portion was named the District
of New Orleans, and the northern, the District of
Louisiana; this name being changed, a year later,
to Louisiana Territory.
On March 3d, 1807, Meriwether Lewis
was made governor of this territory, with headquarters
at the village of St. Louis; and this office he held
until he died, October 11, 1809, at the age of thirty-five
years.
Although his service in this position
was so untimely short, he did much toward laying a
firm foundation for the institutions of lawful and
orderly life. According to Mr. Jefferson, “he
found the territory distracted by feuds and contentions
among the officers of the government, and the people
themselves divided by these into factions and parties.
He determined at once to take no side with either,
but to use every endeavor to conciliate and harmonize
them. The even-handed justice he administered
to all soon established a respect for his person and
authority, and perseverance and time wore down animosities,
and reunited the citizens again into one family.”
In the newly organized society, events
rapidly took form. Governor Lewis, with two others
(judges of the court), constituted the territorial
legislature, which concerned itself at once with matters
of development, providing for the establishment
of towns, laying out roads, etc. In 1808
the laws of Louisiana Territory were collected and
published, under the supervision of the legislature.
This was the first book printed in St. Louis.
A post-office was established also in 1808, and soon
afterward the first newspaper appeared. From a
mere frontier trading settlement, whose conduct was
regulated by untamed impulses, St. Louis was being
put in the way of its present greatness.
Aside from these purely administrative
duties, the governor was further occupied in endeavoring
to secure permanent peace with the Indians, and to
prepare them for receiving the advantages of civilized
life. This was his largest thought, growing naturally
out of all that he had seen and done in the years
preceding; and in it he was supported and inspired
by continued association with Captain Clark, who had
been appointed Indian agent for the territory.
He had plenty to do; and in such intervals as could
be found, he was preparing for publication the history
of his travels.
The manner of his death is not exactly
known. Although several writers have given their
best efforts to erasing what they seem to consider
a blot upon his reputation, the weight of opinion
appears to sustain Mr. Jefferson’s statement
that he committed suicide while affected by hypochondria.
Mr. Jefferson wrote in his memoir:
“Governor Lewis had from early
life been subject to hypochondriac affections.
It was a constitutional disposition in all the nearer
branches of the family of his name, and was more
immediately inherited by him from his father.
They had not, however, been so strong as to give
uneasiness to his family. While he lived with
me in Washington I observed at times sensible
depressions of mind; but, knowing their constitutional
source, I estimated their course by what I had
seen in the family. During his Western expedition,
the constant exertion which that required of all
the faculties of body and mind suspended these
distressing affections; but after his establishment
at St. Louis in sedentary occupations, they returned
to him with redoubled vigor and began seriously
to alarm his friends. He was in a paroxysm
of one of these when his affairs rendered it necessary
for him to go to Washington.”
He proceeded upon this journey, and
was crossing through Tennessee when death overtook
him, at the cabin of a backwoodsman where he had stopped
for the night. Some of the circumstances point
to murder, others to suicide; the truth is conjectural.
What does it matter, after all? He had lived
largely; had done a man’s work; he has a noble
place in history.
A better fortune was in store for
Captain Clark. He was destined for long and honorable
service in public life, and a fair old age.
On the 12th of March, 1807, a few
days following Captain Lewis’s appointment as
governor of Louisiana Territory, Captain Clark was
commissioned by President Jefferson as brigadier-general
of the territorial militia, and as Indian agent.
Dr. Coues says in his excellent biographical sketch
that “in those days this title was not synonymous
with ‘thief,’ and the position was one
of honor, not to be sought or used for dishonest purposes.”
Then William Clark was the man for the place.
Throughout his public life there is no stain of any
sort upon his name. With his strong, decisive,
straightforward character, which would not suffer
him to yield a jot in his ideas of right and wrong,
he must have excited jealousies and made some enemies;
but none of these had the hardihood to speak against
his integrity.
His best work was accomplished as
Indian agent. In that position he was in fact
and in name the foster-father of all the tribes who
lived in the territory he had helped to explore.
It devolved upon him to acquaint the Indians with
the nature and purposes of our government, and to
bring them into obedience to its laws. More than
this, he had a large task before him in endeavoring
to reconcile the traditional enmities of the tribes
one against another. He succeeded well. He
got the confidence of the natives, and kept it; from
fearing his power, most of them came to revere the
man. When all is said of the Indians, of
their savage craft, their obliquity of moral vision,
their unsparing cruelty, and their utter remissness
in most matters of behavior, the fact remains that
they know how to appreciate candor and honor, and
will respond to it as well as they are able. They
are slow to believe in wordy protestations: they
must have signs more tangible. They will not
trust all men of white complexion merely because they
have found one trustworthy; each man must prove himself
and stand for himself. William Clark gave them
a rare exhibition of upright, downright manliness,
and they learned to respect and love him. He was
soon celebrated from St. Louis to the Pacific, and
was called by the name “Red-Head.”
To this day, old men of the Rocky Mountain tribes
speak of him with fondness, saying that our government
has never shown another like him.
He was a man of iron; his was an iron
rule. In that time, Indian affairs were comparatively
free from the modern bureaucratic control; the agent
devised and followed his own plans, unhampered by jealous
superiors. It has been said that Clark’s
office was that of an autocrat, a condition too dangerous
to be generally tolerated. Clark was indeed an
exception. The most absolute power could be intrusted
to him with implicit confidence that it would not
be abused. The Indians themselves, who were the
most directly concerned, did not rebel against his
unbending authority. If he was stern, exacting
the utmost, and holding them to a strict accountability
for violations of law, they knew that his least word
of promise was certain of fulfillment. They did
not find his rule too onerous under those conditions.
While he held sway, the Western Indian country was
in an unequaled state of order and decency.
Not the least of our debts to Captain
Clark lies in the fact that it was he who brought
the journals of the great expedition to public view.
Captain Lewis had not been able to finish this work
before his death; most of the details of arrangement
for publication fell to his surviving companion, with
the admirable editorial supervision of Nicholas Biddle.
It is often regretted that editorial revision of the
manuscripts was considered necessary; for what was
thus gained sometimes in clearness and brevity of
statement was more than lost in delicious naïveté.
Mr. Biddle did his part thoroughly, sympathetically;
and it was he who succeeded in finding a publisher, a
matter hard to accomplish in that time, troubled as
it was with war and with political and commercial
uncertainty. The authentic history did not appear
until the year 1814.
Meanwhile, Captain Clark had passed
to fresh honors. Following the death of Governor
Lewis, Benjamin Howard was appointed as his successor.
In 1812 the name of the territory was changed to Missouri;
and in 1813 Captain Clark was appointed by President
Madison as its governor. After being reappointed
by Madison in 1816 and 1817, and by Monroe in 1820,
he surrendered his office upon the admission of Missouri
to statehood, when a governor was elected by vote of
the people. In 1822 he was named by President
Monroe to be Superintendent of Indian Affairs, and
this post he held for sixteen years thereafter, until
his death.
He died as a man of his make would
wish to die. He was sixty-eight years of age,
but still in harness and able to do his work.
He passed quietly away at the home of his eldest son,
Meriwether Lewis Clark, in St. Louis, on the first
day of September, 1838.
And they took of the fruit of the
land in their hands, and brought it down unto us,
and brought us word again, and said, It is a good land
which the Lord our God doth give us.