A French-Canadian View of North American Cartography
A renaissance is occurring in the study of American cartography. Just a decade ago, rare early maps of North America were accessible mainly through small black and white reproductions scattered unindexed across many books, journals, and posters. Now many of these maps are easily available, thanks to innovative zoom, scan, and track software deployed on major library Websites such as Gallica from the Bibiliothèque national de France. Many smaller libraries and even private collectors like David Rumsey also offer these digital tools for viewing their maps.
Even as these resources make it easier for curious newcomers to study old maps, printed books are still valuable, for they provide narratives of the history of American maps and exploration. Some of the same graphic technologies that have made map Websites possible have improved the quality of color reproductions on paper. Mapping a Continent is an exquisite coffee-table volume, 13.0 by 10.5 inches, entirely in color and on sale for a very attractive price. The quality of design and reproduction are superb; every tiny place name is legible, and key features are enlarged and discussed in sidebars.
Historical Atlas of North America, 1492-1814 is the book’s subtitle, but I think it is important to distinguish between two types of historical atlases. The first type is an atlas that depicts, on modern maps, the routes of exploration and migration, the changing boundaries and frontiers, the growth of railroads, highways, and cities. Because United States historiography and ideology has long celebrated westward expansion, this type of atlas has been popular for classroom instruction, often using a four-color, staple-bound Rand McNally edition. But this type of atlas fosters an illusion that the features of the continent were static, patiently waiting for European eyes and minds to discover and dominate.
Mapping a Continent belongs to a second type of historical atlas, which reproduces maps drawn by the explorers and cartographers of yesteryear, showing their conceptions of the world, their efforts to represent and mold the understanding of far-away places, based on their own travels or by collating the written and visual accounts of others. These atlases demand much more from their readers, who must retrain eyes accustomed to recognizing familiar shapes, and they reveal much more as well, for the ways that maps and boundaries failed to match actual landforms often had momentous historical consequences. Notorious cartographic fallacies such as the island of California or the inland sea dubbed the “Mer de l’ouest” by French cartographers are discussed in Mapping a Continent but so are lesser-known affairs. For instance, the 1763 Treaty of Paris and the 1783 Treaty of Versailles both provided that the western boundary of English and then United States territory would follow the middle of the Mississippi River, “from its source to the River Iberville, and from thence, by a line drawn along the middle of this river, and the lakes Maurepas and Pontchartrain to the sea” (245). New Orleans and environs thus lay on an island—bisected by the Mississippi—which lay in French and later Spanish territory. But contrary to its depiction on many French maps, the “River Iberville” (now known as Bayou Manchac), was barely navigable and actually dried up in some seasons. Merchant vessels sailing out the mouth of the Mississippi had to pass by New Orleans, in potentially hostile territory. This led Thomas Jefferson to bargain with Napoleon to buy the “island” of New Orleans, and in the negotiations, he was able to strike a deal for the entire Louisiana Purchase.
The distinction between the two types of historical atlas is analogous to the difference between a literary history and an anthology of excerpts or between a historical monograph and a casebook of documents. Anthologies and literary histories are often devoted to defining and celebrating a national literature. Cartography has always been an international endeavor; great cartographers such as Jean-Baptiste Franquelin did not restrict themselves to maps of their native land. Even so, collections of maps can serve a nationalist purpose, and in this volume, published in collaboration with the Bibliothèque et Archives nationales de Québec (home of many of the original maps), the “nation” of interest is Québec. Early chapters emphasize the explorations of Newfoundland and the Gulf of St. Lawrence by cod fishermen and the founding voyages of Jacques Cartier and feature stunning works such as a 1542 map by Jean Rotz of Dieppe. U.S. readers will find a new perspective on colonial founders. John Smith was “a braggart, a teller of tall tales, a compulsive liar” (66), whereas Samuel de Champlain published “drawings and maps that were more detailed than anything previously produced on North America” (83). George Washington’s map of the site of Fort Duquesne arises in connection with his responsibility for the killing of Joseph Coulon de Villiers de Jumonville in 1754. The conquest of Québec in 1759 is an important turning point in the narrative. A fine chapter on Lewis and Clark emphasizes how they relied upon French guides and maps.
Because Mapping a Continent (published simultaneously in French as La mésure d’un continent) emphasizes French colonial regions, there’s little on Spanish exploration of the interior West by Coronado, Cabeza de Vaca, Escalante, or Father Kino. It is instructive to compare the book to its most recent competitor, America Discovered: A Historic Atlas of North American Exploration (2004) written by Derek Hayes of Vancouver, British Columbia, and published by a leading Anglo-Canadian publisher, Douglas and McIntyre. Hayes devotes more space to the Spaniards, to the West Coast, and to explorers of the English colonial Southeast such as John Lederer and Thomas Nairne. For Hayes “the fall of Québec in 1763” (130) inspires no elaboration, and the photo credits list no maps from the national library of Quebec.
A historical atlas of America is an essential reference for scholars who wish to understand nationalism or regionalism (such as in Québec) or even continentalism. At the beginning of Mapping a Continent is an exquisite T-O map from a 1460 manuscript depicting the biblical division of the world between Shem, Ham, and Japheth. Less than fifty years later, Martin Waldsemüller’s map was the first to name as “America” the new fourth continent. This map (shown here) was purchased by the U.S. Library of Congress in 2001 for $10 million, a cost justified, perhaps, by the need for the United States to lay claim to “America.” For just $59 one can own a fine reproduction of this and hundreds of other beautiful maps of the continent.
Further Reading:
Earlier historical atlases of the second type include Adrian Johnson, America Explored (New York, 1974) and Cumming, Hiller, Quinn, and Williams, The Exploration of North America, 1630-1776 (New York, 1974). The best atlas of the first type in my opinion is Goetzmann and Williams’s Atlas of North American Exploration (New York, 1992). Recent scholarship has emphasized the role played by Native American informants and mapmakers, for example in Mark Warhus, Another America: Native American Maps and the History of our Land (New York, 1997) and G. Malcolm Lewis, ed., Cartographic Encounters (Chicago, 1998).
This article originally appeared in issue 9.2 (January, 2009).
Gordon Sayre is professor of English at the University of Oregon and a specialist in French and English colonial literature of North America. He is coeditor of the manuscript memoir by Dumont de Montigny, Regards sur le monde atlantique, 1715-1747, published by Septentrion (2008).
Incarcerating Children in the Age of Emancipation
By half past six on Sunday evening, March 17, 1872, Samuel Calvert, a veteran overseer at the New York House of Refuge on Randall’s Island, was nearly finished locking the inmates in for the night. As he approached the last door on the hall, sixteen-year-old Justus Dunn, first admitted to the Refuge when he was thirteen, attacked Calvert with a knife and severed his femoral artery. The guard died a few hours later. Initial coverage of the attack, noting the high esteem in which Calvert’s colleagues held him and Dunn’s “dark record,” suggested the matter would be swiftly and harshly resolved. Instead, the ensuing trial grew from an inquiry into Dunn’s attack on Calvert into a far-reaching investigation of the institution itself. For House of Refuge inmates, murdering a guard became an unlikely opening for exposing the brutality of the nation’s first juvenile reformatory.
Incorporated in 1824, New York’s House of Refuge was at the leading edge of penal reforms that made age, specifically youth, a key consideration in shaping institutional practices toward convicts. The redemption of youthful offenders was the Refuge’s nominal goal, and its 1854 move to state-of-the-art facilities on Randall’s Island—boasting different wings to separate inmates by sex and degrees of “viciousness,” abundant classrooms, and multiple manufacturing shops—seemed to promise future success. Yet improved infrastructure failed to forestall the violence that appeared to be an ineluctable feature of the Refuge’s operations. While conflict between officers and inmates was commonplace across the institution’s history, 1872—punctuated by inmate revolts, work stoppages, and the Calvert murder—stood out for its volatility and the surprising public reaction to Justus Dunn’s trial.
In recent years, violence in New York’s juvenile correctional facilities has once again captured public attention. Kalief Browder’s tragic 2015 suicide demonstrated how deadly the combination of violent abuse, solitary confinement, and delayed justice could be. State investigations of abuse on Riker’s Island and reporting on harrowing individual stories of suffering suggest violence is endemic to juvenile corrections. If violence is a constant, much else separates the present state of corrections from that of 1872: the sheer scale, the racial composition of the incarcerated population, the possibility of escape. Yet, there are also commonalities. Then, as now, incarcerated youths’ pursuit of redress hinged on convincing the public that there was a crisis. Evidence of suffering alone rarely sufficed. Further, the relationship of youth to justice remains unsettled. Americans continue to offer radically different answers to the question at the heart of juvenile justice: when does treating children differently from adults serve the interests of justice, and when does it undermine them? In 1872, a confluence of circumstances made it possible for a small group of white male inmates to challenge the terms of their incarceration, but even their modest success suggests the hazards of imagining children’s rights outside of human rights.
Newspaper coverage of Dunn’s murder trial revealed sharp disagreement about whether his age made him especially innocent or particularly depraved. According to the New York Times, Dunn’s youth was a damning factor. The paper argued that this “utterly unredeemed ruffian” demonstrated the folly of sending sixteen- to twenty-year-olds anywhere but the penitentiary. Calling it a hard but true doctrine, the paper asserted that such boys were unreformable: they were old enough to have the ambition to commit grand crimes yet too young to be checked by an understanding of the risk of punishment. In contrast, the New York Herald referred to Dunn as a “lad,” noting the “imploring way” he looked to the jury. Emphasizing Dunn’s affective capacity and his youthful isolation from supportive family was essential to the Herald’s effort to cast Dunn in a sympathetic light. This, in turn, served the paper’s broader critique of the House of Refuge and its defense of the inmates’ resistance. In short, the paper interpreted the inmates’ “revolt” as an indictment of their treatment rather than a function of their depravity.
Defenders of Dunn and the other rebelling inmates struggled to strike a balance between appeals for sympathy grounded in the boys’ youth and justifications of their violent resistance. The former helped make the inmates’ suffering a crisis worthy of public attention while the latter threatened to undercut their claims to public protection. Citizens who appealed for special consideration by virtue of their youth usually emphasized their dependence and minimized their agency. In this instance, however, both the inmates and their advocates sought to make a more difficult case: that the young inmates’ suffering was worthy of public intervention even though they had not abnegated violent resistance.
Given that committing acts of violence usually undermined youthful offenders’ ability to make successful appeals for relief, the question arises: why did Dunn and his fellow rebels receive a sympathetic hearing in any quarter? Part of the answer lies in who they were. As Gunja SenGupta argues, the kinds of resistance these boys engaged in, and the approbation it received, were contingent on their whiteness, maleness, and crucially, their ability to tap into the city’s denominational conflicts that made the treatment of institutionalized children a volatile issue. Yet timing also mattered. In 1872, the radically democratic politics of Reconstruction, and the idea that they might have some relevance for children, was still alive.
On its face, Reconstruction seemed to offer little to citizens whose rights were restricted by incarceration or age. The Thirteenth Amendment sanctioned involuntary servitude as punishment for a crime, with dire consequences in the South and the North. Further, the redefinition of citizenship in the Civil Rights Act of 1866 and Fourteenth Amendment did not challenge the legality of age as a principle for restricting rights. Yet for many citizens, the political possibilities of Reconstruction exceeded the legislative legacies that have come to define it. Northern reformers, for example, took to the press and the stage to argue that the era of children’s rights was at hand. In 1870, Celia Burleigh, soon to be the first woman ordained in the Unitarian Church, delivered a lecture on “The Rights of Children,” covered with varying degrees of respect and ridicule across the nation. In the Phrenological Journal and Science of Health, Julia Carney argued that the nineteenth century would not deserve its reputation as “an age of progress and of right” if it failed to address children’s rights. The animal rights crusader Henry Bergh, who attended Dunn’s trial, claimed the “emancipation of the little children” was imminent, an inevitable sequel to the emancipation of slaves and animals. Despite approaching a sometimes radical vision of children’s autonomy, reformers ultimately prioritized what historian Susan Pearson calls children’s right to be dependent. As protection became the governing principle of the movement, it identified parents, and particularly poor parents, as the greatest threat facing children, not the state that had power to incarcerate them.
The rebelling inmates at the House of Refuge offered a different vision of children’s rights, one centered on equality rather than rescue. They argued that equal access to protection under the law would go far toward improving their circumstances. This assertion, and the tactics these young inmates employed, had more in common with popular grassroots Reconstruction politics than the strategies of sentimental antebellum reform. In making their suffering the foundation of demands for redress, the inmates echoed the tactics of freedpeople in the South who made the act of testifying to the violence they endured the foundation of an expansive understanding of citizenship itself.
With the sanction of a sympathetic judge, boys from the House of Refuge transformed Dunn’s murder trial into a platform for testifying to the abuse they had suffered at the hands of guards. They described receiving lashes with multi-thonged whips and being hung up by their thumbs for failing to complete manufacturing tasks. They reported that Calvert, also known as “Sammy the Brainer,” taunted them by referring to their beatings as “candy.” Amplified by the court and the press, the boys used their testimony to challenge authorities’ premise that the House of Refuge was fundamentally different from an adult prison. The principle that the state could best protect itself by reforming rather than punishing child criminals was supposed to organize life within the Refuge. If it was a reformatory in name only, however, denying its inmates due process became less defensible.
Shortly before Dunn’s attack on Calvert, the New York Supreme Court’s decision in Huber v. the People seemed to challenge the legitimacy of the Court of Special Sessions that committed many children to the House of Refuge through expedited trials. While the district attorney insisted the scope of the decision was narrow and should have no bearing on the commitments of most juvenile and adult convicts, House of Refuge inmates advocated an expansive interpretation by bringing suits asserting that the decision invalidated their convictions. At the same time, Dunn used his trial to condemn one of the defining features of juvenile reformatories: indefinite commitment. Reformers argued that indeterminate sentences were essential to incentivizing juveniles to reform rather than count down the days to their release. Reforming children, in this view, required shielding them from a definite sense of time in a way that made their incarceration even more isolating and disruptive than adult imprisonment. To many inmates and parents, the practice was simply unjust. During his trial Justus Dunn proclaimed his preference for confinement to the penitentiary, “for then you know when you are to get out.” Inmates of the House of Refuge used the courts, bodily resistance, and the publicity around Dunn’s murder trial to condemn their treatment and advance the idea that equal protection required eliminating unjust distinctions designed to “protect” the young, but which in actuality made their punishments far harsher.
While Justus Dunn’s trial succeeded in sparking outrage, it did not upend the House of Refuge. Dunn certainly benefited from the expansive turn the trial took, as evidenced by his one-year sentence to Sing Sing, the shortest sentence possible for his conviction. In the months following the trial, New York courts proved sympathetic to parents’ appeals to remove children from the facility through writs of habeas corpus based on improperly filed convictions. Yet the managers had tools to defend themselves. The State Commissioners of Public Charities undertook a special investigation of the institution in the wake of the trial, which seemed designed to exculpate rather than investigate. Institutional managers defended their use of the whip as essential “to quell and crush this spirit of insurrection” among older boys and dismissed the testimony of abuse that emerged during the Dunn trial as nothing but the lies of inveterate criminals. The institution, and its administrators, survived the crises of 1872.
Reconstruction, as a historical context that fostered Americans’ sense of radical political possibility, contributed to the opening seized by incarcerated youth at the House of Refuge to protest their treatment. Although the Dunn trial turned on the particularities of its New York City context, it was not the only instance in which inmates of northern reformatories found courts and a public receptive to their appeals to principles of equal protection. As David Tanenhaus has demonstrated, the Illinois Supreme Court moved toward recognizing children’s rights to due process in 1870 when it found that confining children to a reform school absent a conviction was illegal. Notably, however, in Illinois and in New York it was only white, male prisoners housed in juvenile facilities who succeeded in capitalizing on this window of political opportunity.
These northern battles left the crisis of child incarceration emerging in the postwar South untouched. For the mostly black children who made up the steadily growing population of inmates housed in Virginia’s penitentiary in the years following the Civil War, emancipation was not prelude to a new era of children’s rights but to hard labor, violence, and family disruption. Children sent to Virginia’s penitentiary enjoyed the equality Justus Dunn implied would best serve youth inmates: they received the same treatment as adults. A defined sentence meant little, however, if you did not survive it. Booker Jennings, for example, died at age sixteen, only two years into a ten-year sentence, while working on a canal that claimed the lives of many Virginia convicts. While Virginia lacked separate institutions for child convicts, the state’s justice system was not entirely indifferent to age. Court records and clemency appeals reveal a widespread understanding that youth could be seen as a mitigating factor to reduce or even eliminate punishment. Yet application of this principle was at the discretion of judges, juries, and governors who created a shadow system of juvenile justice that offered some protection to white children while leaving black children exposed.
Thus, in Virginia, juvenile justice reform came not with Reconstruction, but with the reestablishment of white supremacy and the sharp curtailment of black political power. Beginning in 1890, the state’s episodic reforms targeted only white boys accused of low-level crimes, who were diverted from city and county jails rather than the penitentiary. As in New York, the new juvenile reformatory was almost immediately dogged by reports of violence and overwork, as well as habeas corpus challenges by inmates and parents. The evidence of abuse white boys suffered in this new system made O.M. Steward wary of African American reformers’ efforts to establish a reformatory for black children. In a letter to the state’s leading black newspaper, the Richmond Planet, he argued that “if such things are reported of the reformatory of the white people of the state who are abundantly able to defend and take care of themselves and their children, what may we expect from the reformatory of the colored people . . .?” Steward suggested that a juvenile reformatory’s promise to protect black children would prove hollow in the absence of meaningful rights for all African Americans.
In the postwar North, reformers and incarcerated children saw potential in the political ferment of the 1870s to advocate principles of equal protection for children. Yet whiteness operated as an unnamed prerequisite of their appeals, not just as an unacknowledged requirement for standing as a deserving child, but as a marker of membership in a group whose rights deserved recognition. These experiments in appeals to children’s rights demonstrate that legal mandates to protect children mean little in the absence of commitments to protect the rights of the communities of which they are members. In the twenty-first century, as in the nineteenth, children’s rights mean nothing in the absence of human rights.
Further Reading
The trial of Justus Dunn was covered extensively in the New York press, much of which can be accessed through Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers, hosted by the Library of Congress. The records of the New York House of Refuge, including reports on the investigations that followed the 1872 trial, are housed at the New York State Archives and are available on microfilm.
For the fullest treatments of the history of the House of Refuge, and the unrest of 1872, see Gunja SenGupta, From Slavery to Poverty: The Racial Origins of Welfare in New York, 1840-1918 (New York, 2009) and Robert S. Pickett, House of Refuge: Origins of Juvenile Reform in New York State, 1815-1857 (Syracuse, N.Y., 1969). On the history of child protection, see Susan J. Pearson, The Rights of the Defenseless: Protecting Animals and Children in Gilded Age America (Chicago, 2011) and on children’s rights see Barbara Bennett Woodhouse, Hidden in Plain Sight: The Tragedy of Children’s Rights from Ben Franklin to Lionel Tate (Princeton, N.J., 2011).
This article originally appeared in issue 17.2 (Winter, 2017).
Catherine Jones is associate professor of history at the University of California, Santa Cruz. She is the author of Intimate Reconstructions: Children in Postemancipation Virginia (2015) and is currently working on a book about the history of child incarceration in the nineteenth century.
The First Decades of the Massachusetts Bay; or Idleness, Wolves, and a Man Who Shall No Longer Be Called Mister
Scholars of colonial New England are familiar with the dramatic literary narratives of the Antinomian Controversy, the Salem witch trials, and King Phillip’s War; although fewer scholars have explored the full archival records from this era. In 1853, volume 1 of Records of the Governor and Company of the Massachusetts Bay was printed from Nathaniel Shurtleff’s transcriptions of the original seventeenth-century manuscripts. These records offer insights into the quotidiana of the colonists of the Massachusetts Bay and of the lives of the indigenous tribes who dwelled there long before 1628.
Reading through patterns of legal action over the first decades of the colony offers new perspective on the lives in one small bay in the larger Atlantic world. The crimes committed are numerous (playing cards or dice, selling “strong water” to the Indians, allowing rams to graze among ewes, seditious writing, idleness, and many, many instances of drunkenness); and peppered among them is a persistent anxiety of relations with indigenous tribes. We must remember the mediation inherent to all archives and take caution in bringing stories of disenfranchised or oppressed people into current discussions. Nonetheless, in the case of the Records of the Bay Colony, the mediation may be precisely what allows us to comprehend how the “free men” (white males with suffrage) perceived the women, servants, and indigenous people who lived alongside them.
Scholars are likely most familiar with the version of Puritan history published in John Winthrop’s Journal. However, that record has troubling elisions when compared to other historical documents—such as its omission of Anne Hutchinson’s fiery defenses during the Antinomian trials. Too often, it seems like authors with literary credibility, like Winthrop, are included in popular American Literature anthologies while alternate records that may give voice to women or people of color are dismissed as merely historical sources. Studying the Records of the Governor and Company opens other narrative spaces for research. The transcripts do not include direct quotes (except a two-page narrative by John Winthrop inserted without explanation); yet they offer rich content for use across many fields of study.
The first volume covers the colony’s first decades of struggling existence (1628-1641), and the government edicts reveal the budding community’s frustrations. Some seem inconsequential, such as dozens of fluctuations regarding the wages for essential workers like bricklayers, carpenters, and thatchers. Other pronouncements, though, may horrify us in their intensity. In November 1630, John Baker was “whipped for shooteing att fowle on the Sabboth day”; and in June 1631, it was ordered that Phillip Ratliffe should be whipped, have his ears cut off, and be banished “for vttering mallitious and scandulous speeches against the goumt. & the church of Salem.” In these punishments for transgressions against the church or its morals, it appears that the Puritan identity was far removed from our more-familiar American idealization for freedom of speech and action. In fact, deviations from moral norms receive some of the harshest punishments, such as in October 1631, when the court determined that to copulate with another man’s wife was punishable by death.
This capital punishment juxtaposes with the casual handling of abuses against indigenous people. When James Woodward burned down two wigwams, the court determined that “7 yards of cloath” sufficed to “satisfie the Indians for the wronge done to them.” Overall, the records prove a constant privileging of Puritan interests over those of their indigenous neighbors. This alone will not come as a surprise, yet the colonial history seems more disturbing when the records indicate that the Puritans knew an organized society already existed in the area, and yet they continually disregarded the indigenous presence. For example, on July 3, 1632, the Court of Assistants devotes itself to granting land to its members and their heirs to have “for euer.” To Sam Skelton, they grant a 200-acre “necke of land . . . called by the Indeans Wahquack, bounded on the south vpon a little ryv[er] called by the Indeans Conamabsqnooncant; vpon the north abbuting another ryver, called by the Indeans Pouomeneauheant.” To grant a plot of land to a colonist while using indigenous names to dictate the boundaries seems particularly pernicious, more so because there is no record that the court of assistants ever “purchased” the land from its original inhabitants before declaring it in eternal ownership of a white man.
Although indigenous people appear often in records (sometimes by name, sometimes tangentially), women appear in court generally only when family structures or sex are involved. Mrs. Freeman was punished for having an affair, Mary Ridge and Elizabeth Marson were both whipped for fornication, Joyce Bradwicke was fined for promising marriage without having her father’s consent, and Weybro Lovell was “seriously admonished” for “light & whoarish behavior.” Even “the wife of Mr. William Hutchinson,” for all her significance in the history of the colony, receives only a few lines in the record: “for traduceing the ministers & their ministry in this country . . . [Anne] therevpon was banished.”
The inattention paid in the official record to women or indigenous land compels us to force open gaps and bring alternative narratives to light. Without this work, John Winthrop’s will be the only story told in textbooks about this country’s colonial history. Instead, the Records of the Governor and Company allow us to teach other realities, like that of the unnamed Indian woman who was coerced into sex by John Dawe. The Puritan freemen may have the loudest voices in the archive, but theirs are not the only narratives being told.
This article originally appeared in issue 17.3 (Spring, 2017).
Lara Rose recently traded the Rocky Mountains for the Massachusetts Bay to better understand globalization before western expansion. When she isn’t reading for her comprehensive exams at Northeastern University, she is managing the new Oceanic Exchanges project, researching for the Women Writers Project, and helping prepare the Early Caribbean Digital Archive for its official launch in fall 2017.
This “Miserable African”: Race, crime, and disease in colonial Boston
This is a story about how a small piece of historical evidence, just a few words on an old map, shed new light on a dramatic murder case from early-eighteenth-century Boston. The evidence involves the spread of a horrible disease that was a scourge of both the Old World and the New and that, recently, has returned to haunt our own. The legal case is that of Joseph Hanno, a freed slave from Africa who, in 1721, was executed for killing his wife. It was a crime of brutality, enacted on the margins of colonial society–and one that, ironically, would challenge the authority of one of the most important religious leaders of the day.
I had encountered the story of Joseph Hanno before. As a graduate student, I had read an essay titled “Narratives of Negro Crime in New England, 1675-1800.” The author described a sermon given upon Hanno’s execution as having “[set] the pattern” for the pamphlet accounts of black robbery, rape, and murder that peppered the colonies, stories that frequently implied that blacks were inherently inferior to whites–criminals by nature. As I debated how to begin a new book on the history of Afro-American citizenship, I recalled the article, and I soon found myself squinting at the first page of a sermon projected on the screen of a microcard reader. It bore an impressive title and an imposing array of typefaces (fig. 1): TREMENDA: The DREADFUL SOUND with which the WICKED are to be THUNDERSTRUCK, Delivered upon the Execution of a MISERABLE AFRICAN for a most inhumane and uncommon MURDER.
Who was this “miserable African”? From what evidence remains, we know that Hanno was a former slave, probably from Madagascar, who arrived in New England as a child around 1677. His masters were said to have “brought [him] up in the Christian Faith,” and Hanno, baptized and literate, came to be known in Boston for the breadth of his Christian knowledge: he once was described as “always vain gloriously Quoting of Sentences from [the Bible] wherever [he] came.” In 1721, about thirteen years after he was set free, Hanno was accused of murdering his wife, Nanny Negro, as she was getting ready for bed, by hitting her over the head with the blunt end of an axe. He was indicted, tried before a jury at the court of assize and general gaol delivery, convicted (after the trial, he admitted his guilt), and sentenced to die by hanging.
Save for their interest in retribution, an interesting point of comparison between the seventeenth century and the twenty-first, Puritans approached matters of crime rather differently than we do today. Among other distinctions, it was typical for a minister to give a sermon just before a condemned criminal was executed. These were extraordinary affairs. Picture a minister in his pulpit explaining the spiritual meaning of a criminal’s actions to his congregation while the condemned stood between them, perhaps in chains–after which the felon would be taken outside, asked to declare that other citizens should avoid the path of his sinful ways, and hanged. The sermon was a contiguous part of the legal system, a public morality play of sin and redemption, central to what punishment was meant to accomplish.
This tradition was followed in the case of Joseph Hanno as well, and the minister who gave the sermon was none other than the great Puritan divine Cotton Mather (fig. 2). Once parodied by Benjamin Franklin as “Silence Dogood,” Mather is popularly (mis)remembered for his role in the Salem Witch Trials, in which he helped probe the truth of accounts made about the invisible world.As I gazed at the fantastic typography of TREMENDA, I was certain I had found the ideal story with which to begin my book. I imagined Mather’s lecture would be an extended fire-and-brimstone exercise of the persecuting spirit, in classic New England style, undertaken by one of its best-known icons and directed specifically at the black “other.” I imagined it would be the Scottsboro Boys, 1720s style.
It wasn’t. Hanno certainly came in for his share of condemnation, as befit the crime to which he had confessed. But where I had expected to find wholesale antiblack racism, I instead found Mather’s comments about Africans to be mild by the lights of his day. They certainly did not express the view that blacks were inherently criminals. And Mather spent at least as much time, if not more, berating whites for their own sins as he spent criticizing Hanno for his. The sermon seemed more like an abstract, though passionate meditation on the nature of wickedness and the torments of a guilty conscience in the face of divine punishment–that was the “dreadful sound” of the title, heard especially before a man’s impending death.
And a sense of divine punishment there surely was. Here is a typical passage, with some accommodations made for modern spelling and punctuation:
But what a dreadful sound is made by these threatenings in the ears of all ungodly and unrighteous men? Hearken to the dreadful sound, which the word of God makes, in the threatenings of it. Hear attentively, the noise of His voice, and the sound that goeth out of His mouth. The voice roareth; he thundereth with the voice of His excellency. He thundereth marvelously with His voice, the dreadful things which he will do unto the wicked: things which we cannot comprehend! Is there not a dreadful sound in that word of God! . . . Is there not a dreadful sound in that word of God! . . . Is there not a dreadful sound in that word of God! In the predictions of what was to befal a wicked world, we read of a treble wo-trumpet, whereon, An angel flying through the midst of heaven, says with a loud voice, Wo, wo, wo to the inhabitants of the Earth.
It was stirring stuff, liable to make a young scholar a little anxious during a cold New England winter night. (Mather recorded in his diary that the lecture had made a “great impression,” and it seems that some of his congregation moaned just after he read the passage quoted above.) The sermon contained a feeling of urgency, a sense of the immediate presence of a wrathful God strong even for a Puritan minister–and that seemed curious to me, too. Hanno might have had “the dreadful sound” in his ears, but why others should be hearing the treble wo-trumpet so loudly at just that moment, I could not fathom.
I began to dig into the archival record. Among other items, I found the coroner’s report made upon Hanno’s death. It showed that the foreman of the inquest was the shipbuilder Joshua Gee, whose son was a minister who preached with Cotton Mather in the Old North Church. I also found the warrant for Hanno’s execution. It was signed by Judge Samuel Sewall, a notable figure in the history of early American race relations: years earlier, in 1704, he had written the first antislavery pamphlet in New England. Judge Sewall also was Joshua Gee’s father-in-law. The documents began to round out my sense of Hanno’s case and the legal environment in which it occurred. This was a world whose elite citizens were connected by a tight web of familial and institutional associations–a closely knit, urban religious community–in which foreman, judge, and jurors knew each other well.
I also began to learn a bit about Cotton Mather. When I began my research, I prided myself on knowing that Mather was not the backward-looking figure of medieval superstition he is often portrayed as being; I knew, for example, that he maintained a lively interest in medical science, and that he was something of a man of the Enlightenment. Nor was his role in the witch trials what our popular imagination had made it out to be. What I did not know was that Mather’s views about race were far more complicated than I had expected–complicated in ways that seem contradictory from a modern perspective and that, slowly, began to shed light on the meaning of his sermon and the significance of Hanno’s case.
For one, Mather was committed to an ideal of spiritual equality among the races. Many Christians of the day believed blacks were the descendants of Ham and had inherited his curse of perpetual bondage, and some even thought blacks might not have souls. Mather took a more universalistic view. In his 1706 pamphlet The Negro Christianized, he called the idea that blacks lacked souls a “Bruitish insinuation” and asserted that God’s saints, at least theoretically, could be found amongst all peoples. For Mather, no human could truly know who was and was not among the elect–this was a central tenet of his faith–and blacks therefore had to be given the same chance to show themselves to be true Christians as were whites. “Suppose these wretched Negroes to be the offspring of Ham (which yet is not so very certain),” he wrote, “yet let us make a tryal, whether the Christ who dwelt in the tents of Shem have not some of His Chosen among them.”
These were not mere idle words for the minister. He enthusiastically put them into practice, devoting his time and money to the cause of black spiritual welfare in Boston. He invited black parishioners to his home for Christian discussion. He helped blacks found a Religious Society for Negroes. He created a free school to teach Africans and their descendants to read the Bible. And he lobbied his fellow believers to teach their slaves the Holy Word, distributing copies of The Negro Christianized to convince masters to apply themselves to black religious instruction. “Let not this opportunity be lost,” he admonished, “if you have any concern for souls, your own or others.” Mather’s Calvinist orthodoxy made his commitment to converting blacks a serious matter.
But for all his concern for black conversion, Mather, like most other Christians of the time, also believed that racial equality before God did not demand equality on Earth–and, in particular, that it was wholly compatible with the institution of slavery. He asserted that blacks should be granted the opportunity for baptism with the same vigor with which he insisted that the conversion of slaves did not render them free as a matter of law. (This fear prevented some colonists from giving their slaves religious instruction, and Mather sought to reassure them.) And when members of his church gave Mather an African slave, he joyfully called the gift “a mighty smile of Heaven upon my family.” The slave, Onesimus, would remain with Mather’s family for years. For Mather, slavery and Christianity were in full accord.
Indeed, they were not just in accord: they were symbiotic. Slavery allowed heathen Africans to find Jesus Christ. And to owners skeptical about black conversion, Mather argued that religion would make blacks more compliant, better able to know their places within a well-ordered Christian world. Accordingly, he sternly counseled blacks that earthly submission to whites was an essential component of their spiritual duty. To the question, “If you serve Jesus Christ, what must you do?” the Christianized Negro was to answer, in a catechism, “I must love all men, and never quarrel, nor be drunk, nor be unchaste, nor steal, nor tell a lie, nor be discontent with my condition.” It was an injunction, records show, that Hanno had studied.
Joseph Hanno’s crime opened a rift in Mather’s complex views about race, slavery, and Christianity: it put them in tension. On one hand, Joseph Hanno was the product of precisely the kind of spiritual inclusiveness that Mather advocated. “I have a great deal of knowledge,” Hanno told Mather of his own Christian education. “Nobody of my color, in old England or new, has so much.” And yet Hanno’s knowledge of Christ clearly had not made this particular African more law abiding, as Mather promised whites it would. Hanno instead had committed a crime that struck at the very foundation of the Puritan vision of social order: the benevolent exercise of paternal authority. In the dead of night, Hanno had struck his wife’s head with the blunt end of an ax and placed her in their common bed (he then slit her throat with a razor for good measure).
In Tremenda, Mather seemed to be searching for a way to resolve the moral and social tension created by Hanno’s crime–to condemn Hanno while, at the same time, deflecting the criticism that Christian education was somehow at fault in the case and thus inappropriate for blacks. The absence of strong antiblack racism in the sermon was consistent with that impulse, as was the way Mather used Hanno’s life as an object lesson to all members of his congregation, white as much as black. For Mather, Hanno wasn’t an archetype of the black man as criminal, but rather a symbol of all humans in a fallen world. That was why he spent so much time condemning the sins of whites and discussing the nature of wickedness in the abstract: all people were “slaves” to sin who wore “chains” of darkness.
Learning about Mather shed a good deal of light on what may have been at stake for him in his sermon on Hanno’s execution. But there were still aspects of the document that remained obscure, particularly its sense of urgency. The force with which the minister asked his congregation to see themselves in Hanno’s place, as sinners facing divine punishment, seemed somehow too great for the occasion. There were, for example, those highly charged references to death. And then there was a quiet implication in the text that Hanno had brought the hand of God down upon the community through his actions, that Hanno had “brought plagues upon all about you.” Was the past simply so different that I would never understand what motivated Tremenda, or was I just missing something? After more than five months of reading and research, I still had a deep sense of unease that true knowledge of the case remained beyond my grasp.
And then I found it, wholly by accident. In my sixth month of research, I was trying to add some local color to the narrative I was writing by pinpointing where various participants in Hanno’s case lived in town–the grand and petit jurors, the members of the coroner’s inquest, the sheriff, and so on. I imagined writing sentences like, “As Elias Goodman turned left from his home on Brattle Street, walking in the direction of the Common, he would have passed the stately home of Judge Sewall on his left.” I had found the addresses of my dramatis personae in various old record books, and a kindly librarian had pointed out that a Captain John Bonner had made a map of Boston in 1722, the year after Hanno’s execution (fig. 3). As I marked the location of the events of Hanno’s case, I imagined my cast of characters walking through the crooked streets depicted on Captain Bonner’s handsome chart.
And then I noticed something curious in the lower left-hand corner: a list of dates when smallpox had struck Boston. Smallpox was a devastating disease for colonists and regularly left much of the population of Boston dead or covered with disfiguring scars; in 1678, the year after Hanno was brought to Massachusetts, it had killed 25 percent of the residents there. We fear the threat of smallpox in our own day, of course. But to the very anxious Puritan mind, in which the material world had theological significance, the disease was not just a medical event: smallpox also was a symbol of divine judgment against a society of sinners.
I remember sitting straight up in my chair when I saw that Bonner’s map indicated that this divine judgment also descended in the year 1721. The 1721 epidemic, I learned, killed eight hundred people (this from a population of about twelve thousand). Had Hanno brought “plagues” upon all about him? Could it be that the term was not only metaphorical but literal? With a bit more research, I was able to find that indeed, Hanno was executed just as smallpox was descending upon Boston. And in reading Mather’s diary, I discovered that Mather had been informed of Hanno’s need for spiritual counsel the day after the pox had been discovered (the minister immediately asked that a new edition of one of his essays be “scattered thro town and country” to provide solace to “them who are expecting an hour of travail, to quicken their preparation for death”).
Reading Mather’s sermon with this new context in mind, I suddenly saw that it was laced with implicit references to smallpox and the reality of impending death. Take the very first page (fig. 4). Mather began his sermon with a quote from Job–”A dreadful sound is in his ears” (the sound of a guilty conscience in the ears of the wicked)–to which he returned throughout the lecture. I now looked to the full biblical passage. Puritans were excellent readers of the Bible, and they would have known it well: it describes how the man with the dreadful sound in his ears “dweleath in desolate cities that are about to become heaps.” The title page citation, too, from Deuteronomy, “All Israel shall hear and fear,” refers to the destruction of cities: “And all Israel shall hear, and fear, and shall do no more any such wickedness as this is among you. If thou shalt hear say in one of thy cities, which the LORD thy God hath given thee to dwell there, saying, certain men . . . are gone out from among you, and have withdrawn the inhabitants of their city, saying, Let us go and serve other gods . . . Thou shalt surely smite the inhabitants of that city with the edge of the sword, destroying it utterly.” The passages, I saw, were not only about individual responsibility, about Hanno’s crime, but also about collective guilt in an urban society. A community that had fallen away from the Lord would surely feel the scourge of what Mather, in his diary, called “the destroying angel.”
Here was the missing key to understanding Mather’s sermon. The reason for its sense of urgency was now clear: those who came to hear Mather discuss Hanno’s crime also expected that they might shortly die a painful death. And this was a fear that Mather put to theological and civic use. He employed the occasion of Hanno’s execution not to assert a view of inherent black inferiority or criminality or separateness, but rather to assert the spiritual commonality between whites and blacks. Smallpox, like sin, knew no racial boundaries; everyone was about to die for their wickedness. At the same time, Mather entreated blacks to make a special effort to live up to standards of Christian behavior, defying Hanno’s example, particularly by obeying their superiors. The sermon was an occasion in which Mather could use the spectacle of impending execution to reassert his vision of black Christianity and civic belonging, to resolve the tension Hanno’s crime had created.
Four days after Mather’s sermon, a notice in the Boston News-letter announced Hanno’s death: “On Thursday last the 25th Current,” read the announcement, “was Executed here One Joseph Hono, Negro, for Murdering his Wife; he had been in the Country about 44 years, and about 14 Years free for himself, and by his Masters brought up in the Christian Faith; and he hoped that all Mankind would take warning by him to keep themselves from committing such Sin & Wickedness as he was guilty of, particularly, Sabbath-breaking and willful Murder, the one being the Ringleader to the other, for which last he was justly Condemned, which had he not been guilty of the first he might probably have never committed the second.” By that time, eight persons had been reported sick with pox.
The terrible epidemic that descended–soon, nearly half the town would contract the disease–provided the occasion for Mather to make medical history. Based on his reading of recent British scientific journals, as well as conversations about African folk medicine with his slave Onesimus, the minister fought tremendous opposition to introduce the practice of inoculation to North America (there were even attempts on his life). The scourge of 1721 commemorated on Bonner’s map is remembered for that extraordinary medical advance, that achievement of a Puritan man of Enlightenment. But it was not, I now saw, the only reason Mather had to give thanks.
Further Reading:
See, Daniel A. Cohen, Pillars of Salt, Monuments of Grace: New England Crime Literature and the Origins of American Popular Culture, 1674-1860 (New York, 1993); Lornezo Johnston Greene, The Negro in Colonial New England (New York, 1968); James Oliver Horton and Lois E. Horton, In Hope of Liberty: Culture, Community and Protest Among Northern Free Blacks, 1700-1860 (New York, 1997); Edmund S. Morgan, Visible Saints: The History of a Puritan Idea (New York, 1963); Bernard Rosenthal, “Puritan Conscience and New England Slavery,” New England Quarterly 46 (1) (1973): 62-81; Richard H. Shryock, “Cotton Mather: First Significant Figure in American Medicine,” Proceedings of the American Antiquarian Society 63 (Worcester, 1953): 37-274; Kenneth Silverman, The Life and Times of Cotton Mather (Cambridge, 1970); Richard Slotkin, “Narratives of Negro Crime in New England, 1675-1800,” American Quarterly 25 (1973): 3-31; Margot Minardi, “The Boston Inoculation Controversy of 1721-1722: An Incident in the History of Race,” William & Mary Quarterly 61 (January 2004): 47-76.
This article originally appeared in issue 4.3 (April, 2004).
Mark S. Weiner is an assistant professor at Rutgers School of Law in Newark, New Jersey. His book Black Trials: Citizenship from the Beginnings of Slavery to the End of Caste will be published by Alfred A. Knopf in the fall of 2004.
Searching for Smut: Hot on the trail of Anthony Comstock (1844-1915)
Those who adore archival research often imagine coming upon a find as glorious as the spectacles Nicholas Cage digs from Independence Hall in the movie National Treasure. The project that currently occupies my days is an inversion of this romantic ideal—think something more along the lines of National Trash. I too spend a great deal of time excavating with exhilaration, but instead of glorious and legendary relics of faux American history, I am searching for smut, digging for the materials that survived the attacks of legendary censor Anthony Comstock (fig. 1).
My interest in Comstock began during research on the artist Thomas Eakins. Diaries, letters, and board minutes from the late nineteenth-century art scene in Philadelphia and New York often referred off-handedly to Comstock as a threat to be avoided. Artists, trustees, and administrators altered exhibition and publication plans, debating how to avoid prosecution. Others held a “bring it on” attitude—many in the art world wanted to be the hero who defeated Comstock.
Those who nervously censored themselves were not wrong to take seriously the threat of prosecution. Born in New Canaan, Connecticut, in 1844, Comstock was raised in a family of evangelical Congregationalists who believed, like their Puritan ancestors, that lust, intemperance, and lewdness were the causes of man’s downfall. After brief service in the Civil War, Comstock moved to New York City, and was shocked by the vice he found there. With the aid of backers at the Young Men’s Christian Association (YMCA), Comstock helped create the New York Society for the Suppression of Vice (NYSSV) in 1873, and then served as its secretary, and as an inspector for the U.S. Postal Service, until his death in 1915. During his career, Comstock held broad prosecutorial authority; following passage of the federal Comstock Act in 1873, his puritanical aesthetics served as the legal definition of obscenity in many American courtrooms. In his first empowered year alone, Comstock destroyed 13,000 pounds of books, 200,000 “bad pictures,” and 14,000 pounds of stereotype plates for printing books— and sent forty perpetrators to jail for a combined twenty-seven years.
Searching for the prey of an effective censor makes the thrill of discovery especially tantalizing, since the “treasure” is not meant to be found. A good example is a thoroughly obscene pamphlet Comstock himself authored in 1872—a “PRIVATE AND CONFIDENTIAL” report to the directors of the YMCA in New York, informing them of “the baldest facts” regarding the dangerous materials in their midst (fig. 2). Readers must have been titillated before even turning the first page, as the cover text promised description of “a warfare against obscene books, etc.” The 100 copies were each numbered, “and the name of each person who received one from the Secretary was preserved with the number of the pamphlet.” Robert McBurney, then secretary of the YMCA, presumably retrieved the distributed copies and burned them. The unnumbered pamphlet reproduced here may be the only surviving 1872 version—an example of careful record-keeping, as it resides today in the Committee Files of the Kautz Family YMCA archives at the University of Minnesota. This document is the kind of thing one can only find by emphasizing the “search” aspect of research. After YMCA staff in New York directed me to their colleagues in Minnesota, I applied for a travel grant, and spent two weeks in Minneapolis reading through every file relating to the New York branch between 1868 and 1878, hunting for evidence of Comstock’s earliest efforts.
In 1872, the YMCA’s Committee for the Suppression of Vice was raising funds to provide financial backing for Comstock’s work. Comstock emphasized the direness of the situation by listing items he had already destroyed, including: “Thirty thousand articles made of rubber for indecent purposes, viz.: the prevention of conception for the use of both sexes; “dildoes” (that being the trade name), made of stout rubber, and in the form of the male organ of generation, for self-pollution; five thousand five hundred playing cards which, when held to the light, exhibit obscene pictures;” and more than 125,000 books “known as the writings of ‘Paul de Kock.'” Finding this bit of smut was a definite thrill amidst the numerous less-fascinating accounts of building expenses and daily programs.
Given the elaborate efforts made to prevent its circulation, the 1872 pamphlet in Minneapolis is a fortuitous survivor. Thankfully for a smut-hunter’s sake, such survivals happened more often than Comstock would have liked. In late 1872 and 1873, it was widely reported in the press—most famously in Woodhull & Claflin’s Weekly—that Theodore Tilton said he had seen his wife, Elizabeth, having sex with their Preacher on “a little red lounge.” In 1875, an author calling himself James C. Edwards (or “Ginger”) published a lengthy and somewhat bawdy poetic account of the reputed affair. “The Little Red Lounge; or Beecher’s Fix” (fig. 3) survives in two printed versions in a handful of collections, including the Library of Congress and Houghton Library at Harvard University. The prose is delightfully indecent:
There lived in Brooklyn, high above the bay,
A Pastor old, with spirit light and gay;
Of gentle manners as of generous race;
Blest with much sense, true inwardness and grace.
Yet, led astray by VENUS’ soft delights,
He scarcely could rule some idle appetites;
For all we know, since NOAH and the flood,
The best of pastors are but flesh and blood…
Full soon the sheets were spread and Bess undress’d;
The room was perfum’d, the red lounge was bless’d.
What next ensued beseems me not to say;
Although the poem’s euphemisms today seem more witty than outrageous, Comstock’s Congregationalist sensibilities were provoked. He had already assisted in the prosecution of Victoria Woodhull, and destroyed many of her weekly newspapers recounting the alleged affair. On October 27, 1875, he arrested Hugh McDermott, editor and proprietor of the Jersey City Herald, and his fifteen-year-old son, for selling copies of “The Little Red Lounge.” Comstock recorded the progress of the case meticulously in a truly spectacular treasure “from the vault”—the NYSSV arrest blotters preserved in the Library of Congress: “McD. attempted to defy law & this Society. This pamphlet is a plagiarism on [Alexander] Pope, with Beecher’s name dragged in … He had 12,000 printed & had sold about 100 …” Although Comstock failed in three different courts to get a judge to take the case, he nevertheless won the battle: the “obscene matter” was destroyed, leaving the publisher out a good deal of money. This was a common outcome of Comstock’s raids. The arrest blotters detailing cases such as this have been used by several scholars in the past, and microfilmed versions may even be borrowed via inter-library loan.
It may seem surprising that in the year of its trial, “The Little Red Lounge” was “entered according to an Act of Congress … in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington.” However, this often was the case, with censored books sometimes kept in locked cages or back rooms. Today, there are few titles that are not freely circulated, and in the age of the Internet, it is remarkably easy to find books that stoked incinerators more than a century ago. I began by compiling a list of book and picture titles in the NYSSV arrest blotters. Using a variety of databases such as WorldCat, the Library of Congress catalogue, and Google scholar searches, I found at least one copy of almost everything Comstock wished I would never see, and (ironically) received copies of several of these, shipped through the mail, via inter-library loan. My special goal as an art historian was to find illustrated books—of course, they are much more fun anyway.
A particularly amusing example of a censored book is Le Nu de Rabelais, d’apres Jules Garnier, par Armand Silvestre, Illustrations de Japhet, which the College of Holy Cross librarians kindly shipped to our librarians at Saint Michael’s College. French books, pictures, and “rubber goods” make up a significant percentage of the material Comstock pursued, hardly surprising to historians of the gilded age. Le Nu abounds with preposterous Rabelaisian adventures and cavorting nudes. Despite the absence of anything sexually explicit, there was no question for Comstock that such images violated the Comstock Act, which forbade “obscene, lewd, or lascivious” books, pictures, etc., as well as “any publication of an indecent character.” Although Comstock recorded several mass seizures of this book in 1895, close to two dozen library collections today hold Le Nu; the University of Michigan, in collaboration with Google, has even posted a copy, dirty pictures and all, online. Another great example of a censored illustrated book entered in the Library of Congress is an 1874 version of Balzac’s bawdy Droll Stories (fig. 4).
Although many libraries play host to smutty books (as Comstock would have seen them), censored circulars and pamphlets are harder to find, because they often are not catalogued individually in online databases. This is where reference librarians, inventive thinking, and determination are a must. In this regard, my luckiest smut-hunting discovery has been the “Case Files of Investigations” of the Bureau of the Chief Inspector, which form part of the Records of the Post Office Department housed in the National Archives.
I got a tip from a reference specialist at the U.S. Postal Service Library in Washington, D.C., that inspectors sent reports to the postmaster general about each case they prosecuted. At the National Archives, the librarian in charge of civil records referred me to a “finding aid” which consisted of an old binder with cryptic and extremely general descriptions of the collection. I started by ordering an index of postal defendants, which did include some prominent Comstock victims, seemingly paired with a number for the box the report was in. After two days of “pulled” boxes that did not have the files I needed, I realized that the index cards were for an older filing system. The current organization was entirely chronological, so I needed to order boxes by date and not number. But what dates? After looking through the reports, it became clear that the date of arrest was the key. So, I went back to the blotters in the Library of Congress, wrote down the dates of arrest of interesting-sounding cases, and voila! Boxes that seem scarcely to have been looked at in the past century yielded Comstock’s reports, often hand-written and filled with editorializing about the defendants, judges, etc. Some files even contain copies of the evidence seized, such as a circular advertising “Art portfolios of full page Photo Prints of Nude Female Figures … reproduced from paintings of the most Beautiful Living Models in existence” (fig. 5). Despite the advertised claim that these books were “especially for the use of Artists and Art Students,” Comstock refused to concede their professional necessity.
Self-reported “medical” necessities also failed to escape the net of postal inspectors. Dr. Chalco’s Magnetic Developer promised “a veritable boon to mankind” (fig. 6). A customer’s testimonial claimed that after only a few days “to my surprise I find my organs to have been enlarged to nearly twice their former size.” Whether or not the claim was accurate, the advertisement nonetheless resulted in a $100 fine.
Throughout the movie National Treasure, the outcome of the treasure hunt is obvious: the dashing and adventurous historian will obtain the beautiful curator, as well as the treasures of the Ancient World. It makes sense to consider what the correlate reward is in a pursuit of our national incinerator-fodder. In his day, Anthony Comstock was a household name, signifying an older order of values. H. L. Menken described him in A Book of Prefaces (1917) as “more than the greatest Puritan gladiator of his time; he was the Copernicus of quite a new art and science.” He was anti-lust, anti-immigration, anti-gambling, anti-drinking, anti-birth control, and he believed that government should regulate morality by any means necessary. Because his raids were so voluminous and well-publicized (even when they weren’t successful), his aesthetics served for forty years as the national line between virtue and vice. Recovery and analysis of where that line was drawn in historical periods provides an indispensable context for understanding the bright lines of our own day, particularly as they are drawn differently within micro-communities defined by diverse ideologies, demographic characteristics, and regional variations.
Uncovering the materials Comstock tried so hard to bury is informative in another sense, for whatever idea we may have that Victorians chose virtue far more often than ourselves is undermined by the sheer volume of smut Comstock rounded up. The trash he tried to bury helps us understand the choices Americans made in those facets of their lives they did not often present for display. As in the case of Dr. Chalco’s magnetic developer, we may find more commonality with our predecessors than we might expect—in other words, Comstock’s story is a great reminder that some things really never change.
The long-term outcome of Comstock’s efforts surely would have disappointed him. Who would deny that his battle to save our national souls from the dangers of obscenity was utterly lost? And yet, his career did have some profound and lasting results. The list of prominent individuals Comstock prosecuted reads like a Who’s Who of America’s post-Civil War radicals, including Victoria Woodhull, Ezra Heywood, Moses Harman, D. M. Bennett, E. B. Foote, Emma Goldman, and Margaret Sanger (via her husband, William). These individuals seldom agreed on the fine points of free love, anarchism, conjugal relations, contraceptive methods, eugenics, or women’s suffrage. However, there was one creed on which they did agree:
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.”
Comstock galvanized these figures, and many more, to form organizations of common purpose to defeat him, and ultimately, their legacy far outshone his. No figure in American history has brought the significance and survival of the First Amendment as much into question as Anthony Comstock. Our constitution is, of course, our true National Treasure. Any search that helps us better understand the wisdom of that document is worthwhile, even if it compels us to examine our nation’s most disreputable waste.
Further Reading:
The most comprehensive biography of Anthony Comstock is Heywood Campbell Broun and Margaret Leech, Anthony Comstock, Roundsman of the Lord (New York, 1927); for a more recent and focused study of his efforts, read Nicola Kay Beisel, Imperiled Innocents: Anthony Comstock and Family Reproduction in Victorian America (Princeton, 1997). Two excellent studies regarding the Woodhull case are: Amanda Frisken, Victoria Woodhull’s Sexual Revolution: Political Theater and the Popular Press in Nineteenth-Century America (Philadelphia, 2004), and Helen Lefkowitz Horowitz, “Victoria Woodhull, Anthony Comstock, and Conflict over Sex in the United States in the 1870s,” The Journal of American History 87:2 (September 2000): 403-34. An excellent recent biography of Henry Ward Beecher is Debby Applegate, The Most Famous Man in America (New York, 2006). Two relevant dissertations also are worth excavating: Comstock’s targeting of immigrant groups is well tabulated and analyzed in Richard Christian Johnson’s “Anthony Comstock: Reform, Vice, and the American Way” (PhD diss., University of Wisconsin, 1973), and Elizabeth Bainum Hovey analyzes the evolution of obscenity law during Comstock’s years in “Stamping Out Smut: The Enforcement of Obscenity Laws, 1872—1915” (PhD diss., Columbia University, 1998).
This article originally appeared in issue 11.1 (October, 2010).
Amy Werbel is professor of fine arts at Saint Michael’s College, Colchester, Vermont. She is currently completing a book, American Visual Culture during the Reign of Anthony Comstock. Her previous scholarship includes Thomas Eakins: Art, Medicine, and Sexualityin Nineteenth-Century America (2007).
‘Born of Failure:’ Gender, Class, and the Early American Prison
Jen Manion’s incisive and multi-layered new study places gender, race, and sexuality at the center of the revolution in punishment that took place in the early American republic. Manion focuses primarily on Philadelphia and the Walnut Street Prison, but utilizes sources from the rest of Pennsylvania as well as other penal institutions to adeptly narrate a “transformation” in the penal system that occurred between the 1790s and 1830s and resulted in long-lasting consequences. As Manion demonstrates, this shift in the function of punishment from a “public spectacle” to “a private one” was accomplished by transforming punishment into a vehicle for social control, particularly as it could be employed against the disorderly classes: the poor, the immoral, and the irregular (5). The book’s approach to documenting cultural experiences of crime, punishment, and incarceration allows the profound “corporal” and “spiritual” meanings behind these contexts to take center stage (5). At its core, Liberty’s Prisoners demonstrates convincingly that “ideas about race, gender, and sexuality … were central, driving forces in the transformation of punishment” (5). The book advances the argument that women involved in both crime and punishment can be viewed as “public women” who “challenged patriarchal authority and ideals” (85). This facilitates deeper analysis of the dichotomy between public and private that dominated life in early America. For scholars of early national Philadelphia or penal reform, the arc of Liberty’s Prisoners will be familiar, but Manion complicates that familiarity with a sharp, interrogative eye and archival thoroughness. The book is described as an “intersectional study of crime” but in practice is also an intersectional study of gender, poverty, and class (5).
Firmly situated in the post-revolutionary context, the broad category of labor—as produced by and extracted from workers and prisoners—is of utmost importance in the study’s analysis of the social disorder that followed the war. Labor in this period was conjured both as cause for punishment and as punishment itself. This was part of an effort to ensure that the lower classes participated in the labor economy to an extent deemed sufficient by lawmakers and law enforcement, coerced by the looming fear of punishment for vagrancy and punitive incarceration. The power dispute that resulted from this construction led to a dynamic that allowed “poverty and its attendant life circumstances” to “threaten the American experiment more than the British military ever could” (15). One of the ways that authorities attempted to limit the negative impacts of poverty was through regulation and control of the activities of those most deeply affected by it. By punishing the poor and disorderly with incarceration, the newly found “freedom” of the American republic was “mediated through the prison” (27). This had a particularly profound effect on those whom the revolution compelled to claim their own liberty, as myriad laws implemented at the end of the eighteenth and into the early nineteenth century curtailed the movements of runaway enslaved people and servants in an effort to punish and reform their impulse to independence.
Manion argues convincingly that one of the most important consequences of being poor, especially for women and for people of color, was the criminalization of the activities associated with the status of being impoverished. This book tells a compelling story about how subsistence activities—the theft of food, rebellion against abusive owners or employers, and prostitution, to name a few—were viewed by elites and authorities as dangerous, illegal, and immoral and opened the discussion of the criminalization of certain sexualities and sexual activities. Within this framework, the rhetoric of bodily punishment and reality of biology is central to this text—both in reminders of the physical experiences of prisoners, described by contemporaries as “emaciated with poverty and disease,” and in demonstrating how gender and sex were central to assigning criminality as well as punishing it (88). Considerations of sex and sexuality, most threateningly between prisoners, was central to the regulation of inmate populations. Authorities responded to the proclivities of the populace by introducing a series of impediments to sexual activities within prisons, between men and women as well as same-sex involvements. In this way, Manion argues, “sex shape[d] punishment and punishment shaped sex” (164).
At the center of Liberty’s Prisoners are women who did not fit into the dominant ideology of the republican mother: female thieves, arsonists, prostitutes, and other “criminals.” But the narrative also recognizes the impact that the near absence of middle- and upper-class white women from the penal regime had on penal policy and the structure of punishment. This emphasis on women expands the range of sources for the ideas covered in this book, but there is also reliance on separate spheres ideology to explain gendered distinctions in crime, punishment, and charitable reform efforts that occasionally reads as incomplete or perhaps over-simplified. The emphasis on the tension between the public and the private is compelling at all levels. On this subject Manion articulates what many scholars of early American prisons have only begun to address, recognizing the importance of ideology in shaping reformers’ efforts while drawing attention to the coexisting gap between experience and ideology.
Liberty’s Prisoners acknowledges the important role that sentiment played in shaping reformers’ ideas about class distinction, racial categories, and the role of the prison. This assessment adds new dimension to historians’ considerations of the ideological impulses motivating reformers. It also further acknowledges the ways in which the prison both reflected the order that was in place outside of it as well as attempted to impose a new, spatially arranged and segregated system on its inhabitants. Racial classification is a prime example of this mirrored order, and Manion notes that while post-revolutionary Philadelphia penal authorities used numerous adjectives to describe people of color, after 1820, a more distinct black/white dichotomy emerged. This shift in terminology affected whites as well, who began to be denoted as white in penal records for the first time. Beyond exploring the shift in racial classification, Liberty’s Prisoners provides a valuable update to the age-old classification of the deserving and undeserving poor that dominated the reform and punishment apparatus, showing that falling into the latter category was often the specific result of a failure to uphold family life or responsibly participate in the labor force (to the benefit of one’s family), rather than a strictly amorphous category of immorality (87).
Perhaps the most important achievement in this text is the key analytical perspective of poverty and imprisonment in early Philadelphia not as a class status and a temporary infringement on liberty but as a circulation throughout the city that infused daily life. There was a constant back-and-forth between the almshouse and the prison, Manion writes, that functioned essentially as a continuum for the poor and for subsistence criminals. This created a relationship between the two groups, including admixture, as well as intra-institutional links between the two socio-political and built structures. Manion casts prisoners as pushing back against the social death that resulted from the long-lasting effects of punishment and incarceration in early America, the legacy of which, the book’s conclusion emphasizes, the nation has not yet undone.
On the subject of policing, the text reads with a sense of twenty-first-century urgency, most potently in the discussion of legislation to prevent the entrance and movement of free blacks in Pennsylvania. Describing prominent artisan and freeman James Forten’s view on this proposal, Manion draws out the claim that constables, as a nascent police force, were “already known to have great ‘antipathy’ toward African Americans and would abuse this legislation to exact vengeance” (142-143). These connections are expanded in the conclusion, where the issue of explicitly disproportionate racial representation in the prison population is afforded paramount importance in the enduring significance of these issues.
Because of the depth of the roots that tied punishment and poverty together, reformers’ “minor gestures of humanitarian relief for prisoners” and almshouse and Magdalen inhabitants “helped alleviate any misgivings or guilt … about the larger political and economic forces that oppressed the masses while rewarding the few” (192). In this way, philanthropy, especially conducted privately, did more harm than good for the lower and criminal classes and perpetuated the legacy of social control that originally led to the rise of the prison. Liberty’s Prisoners achieves its goal of assessing “how a system so fundamentally flawed came to justify not only its very existence but also its rapid expansion” by interrogating the interrelations of poverty and crime in ways that were intensively gendered and racialized (192). The modern penitentiary, as Manion notes, “was born of failure” (190), and by documenting this failure, scholars can begin to undo nineteenth-century reformers’ efforts to obscure “the excessive violence in punishment” and thus, “in American nation-building” (86).
This article originally appeared in issue 16:4.5 (November, 2016).
Kristin O’Brassill-Kulfan holds a PhD in history from the University of Leicester in England and an MA in modern history from Queen’s University Belfast in Northern Ireland. She teaches in the Department of History at Rutgers University-New Brunswick, where she acts as coordinator of public history. She is currently developing a manuscript on indigent transiency in the early American republic.
Digging for Dirt: Reading Blackmail in the Antebellum Archive
When I mention to colleagues that I’m working on a book on the history of blackmail in England and America, tracing its development from the sixteenth century to the present, I always expect to be asked first for salacious details: the raunchiest secret over which a victim was ever blackmailed, or the most a victim ever forked over to his or her tormentor in exchange for their silence. Surprisingly, however, my colleagues’ first question is invariably an archival one: Where does one even find evidence of blackmail, they ask? How is it possible to do that sort of research?
The curiosity behind such questions is not without foundation, for blackmail seems to be the sort of phenomenon that almost by definition resists recovery. A blackmailer and his or her victim both have a vested interest in keeping the victim’s secret a secret, and this interest—driven by fear and mortification on the part of the victim and avarice on the part of the blackmailer—more often than not exceeds the ability of the researcher to render the secret public. Blackmail therefore presents an extreme case of what sociologist Gary T. Marx has called the “hidden and dirty data problem,” by which he means the difficulty scholars confront in attempting to recover information that is both concealed and discrediting. The challenges of digging into the secrets of “dead informants,” as Karen Hansen and Cameron McDonald call them, are still more acute, since all we have are textual traces that endure in the archive. And the difficulty in finding evidence of blackmail is compounded still more by our tendency to misread the etymology of the “mail” in blackmail as having something to do with letters (“mail” here actually derives from the Old French word for rent), reinforcing our archetypal image of blackmail as an act that, at best, leaves few traces other than a threatening note. We all too easily imagine the scenario: a letter arrives in the mailbox, or is slipped under the door. It claims knowledge of a well-hidden moral flaw, and it threatens exposure, humiliation, and ruin, unless payment is advanced. The letter is destroyed, payment is made, and both blackmailer and victim carry their secrets to the grave. Or perhaps there is no letter in the first place, simply a late-night encounter, a whispered insinuation, a sharp intake of breath, and a hurried exchange of money for silence.
A successful act of blackmail, it would seem, leaves no evidence; its very terms render its perpetration invisible. By implication, the only blackmailing about which we could know would be the failed attempts and the letters they leave behind, which would skew our quantitative, and perhaps qualitative, understanding of what blackmail was all about. It was the challenge of excavating actual evidence of blackmail, perhaps, that led literary scholar Alexander Welsh to speculate in his influential 1985 study, George Eliot and Blackmail, that the proliferation of blackmail plots in mid-Victorian novels by Eliot, Dickens, Wilkie Collins, and others was not a response to an upsurge of blackmail acts in fact but simply reflected the anxiety nineteenth-century authors experienced concerning its possibility. The research I have been undertaking suggests otherwise, at least for the same period in America. While blackmail plots loom large in American fiction and drama in the 1840s and 1850s, so too do instances of blackmail itself, very little of it mediated by handwritten letters. So, how does one research blackmail, at least in the antebellum period, and to what conclusions might that research lead?
I confess that I didn’t give a great deal of thought to the archival challenges of writing about blackmail when I embarked on my project; had I done so, I probably would have balked. I just went for it. Long before I stumbled on Marx’s discussion of the dirty and the hidden, I was an admirer of “history from the bottom up,” and I have always taken to heart Jesse Lemisch’s encouraging words: “When they tell you there are no sources for history ‘from the bottom up,’ be skeptical. Look at old sources in new ways. Have the patience to assemble the bits of data. Imagine the kinds of sources you would need and then seek them. They are there. Only imagine.” Of course, the history I am currently trying to write is not precisely “from the bottom up”—although it does feature blackmailers from the humbler walks of life, often extorting much wealthier victims—but the challenges and rewards I have encountered in researching these crimes of information are not unlike those of historians working in that field pioneered by Lemisch and others.
My research has required me to imagine what my ideal sources might be and then find them. It has prompted me to look for evidence of blackmail in places I would notexpect to find it. It has also compelled me to give up—at least provisionally—on finding certain other types of evidence. And it has challenged me to put together fragmentary or ambiguous evidence in ways that render it at least provisionally meaningful. Researching blackmail is not for the archivally complacent or the epistemologically faint-of-heart, but it does have its surprises and concomitant rewards. In this essay, I forego any substantive discussion of the content of blackmail or its emergence in the sixteenth century; its mutation in the eighteenth or florescence in the nineteenth; and its curiously vexed and incestuous relationship with the state, to focus on the methodological challenges of simply identifying and excavating evidence of it from the antebellum archive. Such an account tells us much about where and how antebellum blackmail was transacted, and perhaps sheds light more generally on researching resistant materials.
When I began my research, I imagined that I’d soon be making the same sort of discoveries as New York Police Detective William Wilson, who in 1862 had the good fortune to arrest one William Kinney. Kinney had spent the better part of eight years making a living by sending letters to wealthy men in New Orleans, Washington, D.C., and New York, under the pseudonym Mrs. Ellen Eyre, inviting them to visit “her” in the evening in “her” rented rooms in those cities. There, Kinney, dressed expertly as a woman, would cuddle and kiss with his visitors and subsequently blackmail them in exchange for silence. It’s not clear if the basis of the blackmail was that the visitors shared intimacy with a married woman, or that they shared intimacy with a man disguised as a married woman, but it seemed to have been a successful ruse nonetheless. Kinney came to my attention by way of Ted Genoways’ recent book, Walt Whitman and the Civil War, because Whitman was one of the recipients of an Ellen Eyre letter, although no one knows precisely what Whitman and Kinney did together, or what Whitman made of it all. At any rate, when Wilson arrested Kinney, he found a carpet bag containing “in all about one thousand letters, being copies of the epistles sent, and answers received from upward of three hundred men, merchants, ministers, lawyers and lecturers, editors of independent religious journals, and ably conducted quaint magazines.” Although a handful of those letters were subsequently published in the New York Sunday Mercury, the editors showed some tact in what they shared, out of consideration for the victims, although not without a hint of extortion on their own part. How I’d love to lay hands on a bag of letters like that! Such letters in such substantial volume would constitute a core sample of evidence from which to draw powerful conclusions regarding blackmail. In reality, alas, and for reasons that must be too obvious, the letters one finds tend to be few in number and from immensely disparate episodes. Moreover, blackmail letters are somewhat harder to read, or at least pin down, than we might suppose, even when we have them. Two that I found illustrate the illuminating continuities they sometimes share and the interpretive challenges they frequently present.
The first was written in 1830, a few weeks after the bloody murder of Captain Joseph White in Salem, Massachusetts. Its author was an enterprising ne’er-do-well by the name of John Palmer, a former sailor who was on the fringes of the murder conspiracy, and who decided to capitalize on his knowledge of the plot by blackmailing one of its initiators, Joseph J. Knapp Jr. Knapp was indeed worth blackmailing, for he and his brother John Francis had offered Richard and George Crowninshield $1,000 to kill White and destroy his will, which, Joseph believed, would ensure that his wife (a distant relation) would inherit a significant chunk of White’s estate. Writing pseudonymously, Palmer opened his letter by “requesting a loan of three hundred and fifty dollars, for which I can give you no security but my word,” but promising to “refund it with interest in the course of six months.” On the other hand, he noted, “the refusal … will ruin you! Are you surprised at this assertion? rest assured that I make it, reserving to myself the reasons, and a series of facts, which must inevitably harrow up your soul.” “I am,” he added by way of explanation, “acquainted with your brother Franklin [sic], and also the business that he was transacting for you on the second of April last, and that I think you were very extravagant in giving one thousand dollars to the person that would execute the business for you; you see, such things will break out.” The “loan” in other words, was one of those “offers you can’t refuse” that are so well known to protection racketeers and blackmailers.
Unfortunately for Palmer, the letter was opened by Knapp’s father, who had the same name as his son, and who, after some confusion, turned it over to Salem’s Committee of Vigilance, then investigating the murder. A small sum of money was sent to the post office Palmer was using, by way of bait, and he was arrested upon retrieving it. Knapp and his brother went to the gallows as a result of Palmer’s evidence; Richard Crowninshield took his own life before he could be convicted (fig. 1).
The second letter was written two decades later—in 1850—and was hand delivered to the impresario P. T. Barnum by messenger, so that while he had suspicions as to its author, he couldn’t prove who wrote it. The threat, however, was quite clear. Barnum, at that juncture, was some months into what would turn out to be an immensely lucrative tour with the Swedish soprano Jenny Lind, and was experiencing some backlash from crowds who discovered that very expensive tickets for Lind’s concerts were being sold at a fraction of the cost on the night of the show, to ensure full houses. While Lind was a huge hit, there had been restive crowds and even some riotous behavior following a few shows. The letter Barnum received sought to capitalize on his precarious situation and is interesting enough to print in its entirety. “Mr. Barnum,” it began:
One of our occasional correspondents has sent an article which I find is in type, handling you very severely. Thinking that you would dislike very much to be placed before the public in an unfavorable light, especially at this particular time, I concluded to write this and say, that if you desire it, I will prevent its appearing in our columns. Please reply by bearer, and believe me Faithfully yours. P.S.—Please loan me One hundred dollars for a few days to aid me in making an improvement in our paper.
While the language and tone of this letter is more polished than that of Palmer’s, one is struck by the presence of the “loan” language in letters two decades apart (and in others I have found, dating back to the 1790s). In part, it is evidence of a degree of snideness that one sees often in such letters. It suggests that blackmailers enjoyed not only the money they could make, but also the feeling of power that such asymmetrical relationships engendered.
Just as importantly, however, references to “loans” and other equally euphemistic terms can be understood as giving the blackmailers a degree of protection. This protection takes the form of what we now call “plausible deniability,” a term coined within the American intelligence community and that first came to public attention during the congressional Iran-Contra hearings of 1987. As Michael Lynch and David Bogen explain in their thoughtful analysis of the hearings, plausible deniability is predicated on a subject’s apprehension that their actions might come under hostile scrutiny in the future, and entails preemptively weaving ambiguities into the record to thwart such scrutiny. This “produced undecidability,” as Bogen and Lynch call it, can irremediably taint the evidential record, so that while an unfavorable construction can be made, an equally plausible but less damning interpretation is also available. Blackmailers, who make their money by manipulating and exploiting the stories of others, excel at weaving plausible deniability into their own texts, so that the request for a “loan” can be read as a threat but also as, simply, a request for a loan.
We see blackmailers working their “outs,” in the two cases I have offered, in fact. Palmer, for instance, in the wretched memoir he wrote to cash in on his notoriety following the trial of the Knapps and the Crowninshields, explained at some length that he wasn’t trying to blackmail Knapp. No, his letter was written “for the express purpose of satisfying myself with regard to [Knapp’s] innocence or guilt.” Once Palmer had the reply and the money in hand, he claimed, he planned on turning both over to the Committee of Vigilance that was investigating the crime. He wasn’t a bad guy; he was actually one of the good guys. The letter received by Barnum similarly created a wave of vehement denials, although here the focus was less on content than on authorship. The Boston Chronotype claimed that the author was John McLenahan of the New York Herald. The Boston Herald (no relation) claimed that the letter had been written by Barnum himself to create publicity while attacking his enemies. And Barnum, under threat of legal action from McLenahan, published an affidavit in which he denied vigorously that McLenahan had had anything to do with the affair, even though the New York Herald was—as we shall see—notorious for exacting just such blackmail, and even though Barnum had been feuding with the paper for close to fifteen years at that point.
Perceiving the recurrent use of plausible deniability in the blackmail letters that I found led me to several conclusions. Firstly, the presence of plausible deniability suggested that the authors of blackmail letters had a very clear sense that their texts might end up being read by the wrong people. Although blackmail letters appear crafted to be read in private, they almost always anticipate the possibility of being introduced into the public. They appealed, therefore, to two audiences, one of which was intended to “get” its message, the other of which was encouraged not to.
Secondly, the realization that there was often a “public” dimension to these seemingly private texts led me to conjecture that some blackmailers might in fact rely on their skills as plausible deniers to actually communicate their threats in public. While it might be a case of making methodological lemonade out of archival lemons, I think it is possible to argue that the media bias that lay behind my initial research procedure—the assumption that blackmail was mediated by the handwritten word—made it hard for me to see that blackmail was just as often transacted through other media, most notably the oral and the printed. As it turns out, searching for blackmail in print very quickly yielded results.
Thirdly, the use of equivocation, euphemism, ambiguity and the whole repertoire of evasive techniques suggested that while some texts would be easy to see through, others would resist decisive reading, and this was just as true—perhaps more so—of printed texts as handwritten ones. Blackmail texts are almost always couched in slippery language, almost always riddled with ambiguity, and almost always denied after the fact. To research blackmail is to enter a world of smoke and mirrors, with precious few smoking guns.
Lastly, the opaque and ambiguous nature of many of these letters occasionally compelled me to change my research question from “Is this a blackmail text?” to “On what grounds might people in the nineteenth century have thought that it was?” At times, in other words, I found myself practicing social history, at others something akin to what James Machor has called historical hermeneutics.
Fairly early on in my research on antebellum blackmail, then, I came to the conclusion that it might be to my advantage to focus on materials other than handwritten letters. In fact, and as the letter that Barnum received in 1850 suggests, blackmail could be, and in fact often was, mediated through the printed and public, as well as the handwritten and private, word. John Russell Bartlett’s 1848 Dictionary of Americanisms actually defined blackmail as “money extorted from persons under the threat of exposure in print, for an alleged offense, or defect,” but I conjectured that the threats, as well as the threatened exposures, might appear in print. This reorientation from the handwritten to the printed, and from the private to the public, turned out to be immensely convenient for me, since the resources and tools for searching printed materials are more readily available, and far more powerful, that those for searching manuscript archives. Of course, this didn’t always make the texts easier to read, but it did give me a larger archive over which to pore. If manuscript letters are thin on the ground, traces of blackmail in print are seemingly everywhere. Crucially, they were present in the era’s newspapers, where, on account of their wide diffusion, the threat of exposure was most potent.
One of the earliest examples of a paper that engaged in blackmail—and arguably the most blatant—is the Boston Castigator, which appeared weekly between April and December of 1822. (A second run was published between 1827 and 1829.) Printed, published, and edited by Lorenzo T. Hall, the Castigator’s stated aim was to “promote the public weal” by attacking corruption in Boston’s new municipal government. It also ran items from readers that offered neighborhood gossip and threatened to expose local wrongdoing. A typical one announced: “I would through the medium of your paper just hint to a certain cobbler in D___ts alley, that he would be better employ’d in beating his lap-stone, than in hammering his Wife; so as almost to deprive her of that blessing, sight! This is not the first time we had our hook Bate-ed. Shame!! Shame!!” Or again: “The son of a certain Tavern Keeper is advised to terminate his nocturnal visits to Gouch-street, or the father of little George will repay him 75 for 50 cents before he passes the Sugar-house.” Dozens of such items filled each issue, and Hall indicated that he would publish as many as he could, so long as they were “well written, and not worded in such a manner that they can be taken hold of by law.” In other words, Hall encouraged his correspondents to use just the sort of evasive language that we saw deployed in the letters by Palmer and McLenahan.
Hall’s subscribers proved remarkably adept at rendering their submissions in language that was just vague enough and just euphemistic enough to keep it from seeming either libelous or extortionate, yet precise enough that anyone with a city directory in hand might decode the names. So it is something of a wonder to note how blunt and to the point Hall was himself. Here, at least, is a smoking gun. In the very first issue of the paper, he announced that “Proposals will be received by the editor of the CASTIGATOR, from those gentlemen who keep Billiard Tables, & c. for admitting the Editor to amuse himself free of expense, on consideration of not having their names exposed.—All persons interested who do not avail themselves of this notice may expect to see their names held up to public view.” Hall was being extraordinarily canny in wording his announcement in this way, since while billiards itself was far from disreputable—it was a sport enjoyed by the wealthy—the private halls that had begun to spring up in the early nineteenth century were often venues for gambling and prostitution, which were illegal. The motto that ran across the banner of the paper was a clear announcement of Hall’s intent to blackmail. “Hands Off Gentlemen,” it said, “Down Dust, and No Grumbling” (fig. 2). Translation: Back off, pay up, and shut up.
Nor did Hall relent. The following week, he gave a “Last Notice” to the effect that “those gentlemen who keep Sporting Establishments… MUST come to some understanding with us, as no further indulgence will be allowed.” And, true to his word, for the next few weeks, Hall listed the names, addresses, and proprietors of billiard halls that, he claimed, were the resort of “Gamblers, Rogues & Pick-Pockets” and where “small convenient rooms may be had at a moments notice, for any purpose whatever, & no questions asked.” He even went so far as to threaten that if the city authorities did not shut down several billiard halls they would be lambasted in the paper.
Hall’s frankness regarding his agenda, and his shamelessness in levying blackmail, offer a rare opportunity to study a blackmailer in his public habitat. Yet he was not the only person brave, or brazen, enough to declare in print that blackmail was on his mind. A raft of “flash” papers, owing a great deal to the Castigator, began to crop up in 1830s and 1840s that also stated their intent to extort in fairly blunt terms. In 1843, for example, the New York Sporting Whip sought to blackmail a dancer named Madame Trust, by announcing that it had “on hand a queer, funny, and explicit exposé of the doings of a quack who married this madame—of her transactions—and of the secret affairs of both.” And it added, “If we can make any blackmail by suppressing it we will.” In 1841, the SundayTimes (no relation to theNew York Times) made a similar confession to a correspondent who hid behind the pseudonym Argus: “Argus accuses us of wanting to raise hush money—Vel, vot of it? Hush money may be as good as any other money, if it’s only honestly come by. Besides, it’s fashionable—and so, Mr. Argus if you are in any way afraid of us, down with your dust.”
Once I became attuned to the fact that blackmail was often conducted in plain sight of the public and through the medium of the printed word, I started to find evidence of it everywhere. It was indeed “fashionable.” Three more attempts to extort P. T. Barnum—who was probably the most blackmailed man of the nineteenth century—illustrate the variety of ways in which the printed word could be pressed into the service of blackmail, and the variety of weaknesses a blackmailer could exploit. I’ll discuss these in reverse order.
In 1863, Barnum was confronted by a woman who had written a truly bizarre poem, The Pigmies and the Priest, accusing him of colluding with Lincoln to enflame the Civil War in order to make his various entertainments more appealing and hence lucrative. Her poem was already printed but had not yet been disseminated, and she offered him the chance to buy the whole edition and also the copyright in order to suppress it. Barnum took one look at the poem and, as he recalled, “fairly roared at this exceedingly feeble attempt at black-mail” before sending her on her way. As feeble as the attempt may have been, it should alert us to the fact that blackmail was sometimes conducted by means of literature, and silence was purchased by suppression. In 1840, for example, three men were arrested after approaching Reverend Antoine Verren of New York with a libelous pamphlet they had had printed about him, which, according to one report, “they offered to suppress for a certain sum of money in the shape of black mail or hush money.” I have found several other examples of blackmail along these lines in both Britain and America in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, which suggest that juvenalian satire and romans à clef might have been turned to the purposes of extortion fairly often.
A decade earlier, a blackmailer threatened Barnum with considerably greater damage. The threat came after Barnum was appointed president of the Pequonnock Bank in Connecticut in 1851. Until the Civil War, anyone could open a bank and print their own money, so long as they received a state charter and adequate capitalization. Many banks were insufficiently capitalized, and—as Stephen Mihm has demonstrated in A Nation of Counterfeiters—the alteration and counterfeiting of banknotes was rife, meaning that it was hard to have confidence in notes from a bank that was not local. As a result, a number of popular serial publications known as banknote reporters, or sometimes counterfeit detectors, started to appear, which listed all the bank notes in circulation, describing legitimate notes and obvious counterfeits, and assessing the financial health of the banks in operation. The poor evaluation of a bank could spell disaster for its customers and owners, and the potential for extortion on the part of the reporter editors was huge. Throughout the 1850s, accounts of banknote reporter owners blackmailing banks were rife, leading some to refer to these publications as “Black Mail Detectors.” In 1854, Barnum received a note from John Thompson, editor of the most popular bank reporter, telling him that the Pequonnock Bank appeared to be insufficiently capitalized. This, for Barnum, was clearly an attempt to shake down the bank, and rather than pay up, he posted a “card” in various publications pledging his personal fortune to underwrite the bank’s notes should anyone wish to redeem them for specie (fig. 3).
Realizing that it would not be possible to extort the bank, at least as Barnum tells it, Thompson published a retraction, and the bank went on to prosper. Although this episode had only “a squinting towards ‘black mail,'” as Barnum put it in his 1855 autobiography, “that is an operation that I never did and never will submit to.”
Barnum, however, was not being honest in saying that he had never paid blackmail. Although he never mentioned the episode in any of his autobiographies, Barnum had been successfully blackmailed in the 1840s. The episode in question began on March 13, 1843, when the New York Herald announced that the celebrated English magician Mary Darling, a student of the great Herr Defrong, had just set sail for America, where, upon arrival, she was to perform “under an arrangement made with the agent of the American Museum”—this being Barnum’s venue. “The celebrity of this Young Lady,” Barnum trumpeted a week later, “is known to all travellers and the favorable notices of her performances which have appeared in the London Times and other English Papers of high standing, the manager trusts will be sufficient to introduce her to the kind notice of the American public.” The same evening, the Herald reported with satisfaction, the magician “went through an astonishing and dazzling performance with unequalled grace.”
Darling’s performance was more astonishing, however, than even the Herald realized, for as Barnum well knew, there was no such person as Mary Darling. There had been no reviews in the London Times, no performances throughout England, no journey across the Atlantic, and, in fact, no mentor named Defrong. The entire story was a hoax. The woman whom Barnum promoted was, in fact, an American named Mills, who had travelled from no farther than Boston, and whose greatest claim to fame was that she had spent a stint in the Worcester Insane Asylum, served after having robbed her father and eloped with her partner in crime. Someone—Barnum suspected a disgruntled employee—tattled Mills’ secret to a competitor, who in turn passed the news on to the staff of the New York Sunday Times, then edited by William Joseph Snelling and Walt Whitman. On the evening before Darling’s first performance, they ran a brief item blowing Barnum’s carefully drawn but completely fraudulent narrative. Shortly thereafter, the editors of theTimes made it clear that their business was not revelation but blackmail. “The Times men,” Barnum wrote to business partner Moses Kimball, “have just called to say they are very sorry they assailed me and Miss Darling, will not do it again, &c. I regret to say they were induced to do this by a large quid pro quo.” Barnum, that is to say, paid money to keep the story out of the Times‘ pages. Score one for the blackmailers.
This was the last time Barnum would ever submit to blackmail. When Snelling tried to extort yet more money through a “scurrilous advertisement” in a different newspaper—another vector for blackmail—Barnum retorted that “it was of no use, that they could not get a farthing out of me, directly or indirectly, and if they published a word disrespectfully of me, my museum, or anyone employed therein, I would sue the whole concern.” And when “The Sunday Times men … tried tosuck me for $50—Black Mail,” he told Kimball a few days later, “I blowed them up … I will put three or four writs on them tomorrow & either jail them or make them give [$5000] or $6000 bail which I guess will bother them.” Later that week his plan came together. “I have put it to the Times folks rayther strong,” he crowed to Kimball. “Snelling is in the Tombs for want of bail—the others had bail for $5000 each. They now feel sore and behave.” Score one for Barnum. Score another for his successful suppression of this story, so that he could create the impression in his autobiographies that he had never paid hush money.
The cases I have just cited are important not merely because they suggest how ubiquitous blackmail was, but because while all of them involve printed materials—a pamphlet-length poem, a bankers’ and merchants’ periodical, and a newspaper exposé—there is nothing explicit within these texts that tells us that they were vectors for blackmail. We know that they were only because, in the first two cases, Barnum mentioned them in his rather self-serving autobiographies, and in the last, because Barnum’s correspondence with Moses Kimball survives and is available to researchers at the Boston Athenaeum. If Barnum hadn’t written about the circumstances behind them, would we even know that blackmail had been attempted? The Lorenzo Halls of the world notwithstanding, few blackmailers were frank about their intention to extort. Thus, the question arises: if blackmail is ultimately about silence, and if silence cannot—by definition—be tracked, how is one to find signs that blackmail might be present?
After a good deal of epistemological hand-wringing, I was forced to concede that there would be times when I might suspect strongly that blackmail was afoot but—either on account of inadequate documentation or on account of the slipperiness of the parties involved—I would be unable to prove that this was the case. In instances such as this, I switched tack from trying to “prove” my own conviction to trying to examine the grounds on which nineteenth-century Americans held such convictions. After all, if artfully contrived blackmail texts were designed to be read in two ways—as threatening to victims and as innocuous to others—then it would be interesting to examine the reading practices of those who encountered suspect texts as a way to shed additional light on the matter. My discovery was that antebellum readers were shrewd practitioners of a hermeneutics of suspicion, drawing inferences of blackmail from two key—but utterly equivocal—forms of evidence: newspaper retractions and unfulfilled threats.
Retractions appeared often in scandal papers, such as the Boston Castigator, and racy papers such as the Whip and Flash, which traded in gossip and threats, often featured such backpedaling notes. The Flash of November 6, 1841, for example, which was edited by Snelling, ran the following:
Hiram Marsh—We have been strongly assured by a gentleman of our acquaintance, for whose judgement we have considerable respect, that some of the charges against Mr. Marsh in our last number are unfounded. We have not been able, for peculiar reasons, to sift the matter thoryughly, but intend to do so at an early opportunity, and then, if we find injustice has been done, we will most cheerfully correct the errors, and not only contradict them, but strike an avenging blow upon the malicious instrument of their commission.
And a few items below this:
Mr. Aall has called at our office and requested us to deny that he alleges Mr. Marsh to have been in any wise concerned in the mysterious disappearance of the thousand dollars from their office.
So, is this evidence of blackmail? We cannot say for certain, but James Whiting certainly thought so (fig. 4).
Whiting, in 1841, was district attorney for New York and had been tracking the rise of the flash press for some time, following complaints by some of those it had allegedly libeled. In the margin next to the Hiram Marsh retraction, Whiting penned: “hush money probably paid,” and below the snippet on Mr. Aall, “in this case money doubtless was paid.” While Whiting hedged his verdicts with equivocations such as “probably” and “doubtless,” what we see is a keen and interested reader of these papers trying to break the code they used. He is not simply trying to read these papers as an officer of the court; he is trying to read them as he believed others did. Of course, Whiting may or may not have been aware that the editor of the paper, William Joseph Snelling, also edited the Sunday Times, which, as we saw above, quite frankly admitted its proclivity for blackmail. At any rate, Whiting eventually had the pleasure of prosecuting Snelling, although on the grounds of libel, rather than blackmail, since blackmail was not at this time specifically a crime in New York.
If retractions were one way in which readers inferred evidence of blackmail, another was the impending threat. In 1850, the New Hampshire Daily Patriot quoted an item from a competing paper, the Independent, which read: “‘Justicia’s communication relative to the conduct of a ‘nice young man recently married to a widow’s daughter,’ is reserved for consideration. We have no doubt our correspondent’s strictures are well deserved.” The editor of the Patriot offered the following gloss: “Now this, being interpreted, means just the following—’If this “nice young man” would avoid castigation … he must put money in my purse.’ … and if the ‘nice young man ‘refuses to comply with the demands of this common libeler, the next number of the ‘Independent’ will probably contain something … despicable.” Again, we see the concession that the Independent’s column has to be “interpreted” to yield a blackmail threat, but the editor shows little of James Whiting’s hesitation. What interests me here is less whether or not the editor of the Patriot is right than that he believes himself to be so, since it indicates that others might have shared his convictions and acted on them, either as blackmailers themselves, or as potential victims.
Of course, the interpretive strategies and evidential standards of the antebellum period are not our own, but when we adopt them, it is hard not to see intimations of blackmail in such episodes as the following from the Boston Herald (also edited by William Joseph Snelling) and assume that others in the nineteenth century saw it too. “A rich piece of scandal has reached our ears,” Snelling crowed in the Herald on May 20, 1848. The scandal concerned a young woman from Summer Street and a merchant from Milk Street discovered in “rather an equivocal situation” by the woman’s mother. Snelling went on:
We shall, probably, in a few days, give our readers an inkling of this passage in high life, unless the solicitations of the young lady’s friends not to make the affair public, persuade us to preserve a profound silence relative thereto. We shall, notwithstanding the tears of the lovely creature, and the earnest implorance of the gentleman, write the history of their amorous affection for each other, and expose their wicked acts to the gaze of a covetous world, if we think justice demands it at our hands.
Four days later, Snelling confessed that he still hadn’t made up his mind whether or not to run the story. He had been “importuned” by the merchant, he explained, “to give no publicity to the facts … as it would ruin him and destroy his business.” Friends of the woman also sought to “have her name kept out of the public journals.” With more than a hint of the ominous, Snelling announced: “We shall make up our mind what to do to-day.” Nothing further of the affair was ever mentioned in the Boston Herald. So, again, we are compelled to ask, is this evidence of blackmail? Without a doubt, there would have been many in the nineteenth century—not least among them the Merchant from Milk Street—who thought so.
Here, again, then, we run into the aforementioned phenomenon of plausible deniability. Blackmail was hard to prosecute, as a writer in the Subterranean explained, because “the timid knaves who practice it, are too cautious and guarded in their pilfering to be entrapped in the loose snare of Extortion.” Writing in euphemistic terms enabled blackmailers to elude capture and prosecution.
Another favored trick was counter-accusation. Almost every antebellum newspaper accused of blackmail not only vehemently denied the charge but turned around and charged other papers with doing just the same, which sustained the notion that they were free of the taint themselves. The Era accused the National Police Gazette. The Daily Advertiser accused the Freeman. The Path-Finder accused Ned Buntline’s Own. The New York Herald accused the Evening Mirror. And everyone accused the New York Herald.
Indeed, whenever I think about the problematic nature of the evidence respecting antebellum blackmail, and the challenges of construing that evidence, I end up thinking about the New York Herald. It’s not quite as substantial as a carpetbag full of blackmail letters, but it’s pretty substantial nonetheless, constituting an archive of the extortionately tawdry that spans close to forty years, and it presents a correspondingly vast interpretive conundrum. Founded in 1835, by a canny, cross-eyed Scottish immigrant named James Gordon Bennett, the Herald very quickly became the best selling and most influential paper in America. Following the formula set by the pioneering penny papers, the Sun and the Daily Transcript, the Herald combined traditional news of commercial and political doings with sensational accounts of local crimes, police court reports, and gossip of scandalous happenings around town. Almost immediately, the Herald developed a reputation for exacting blackmail. In part, the grounds for this reputation can be established. Captain Frederick Marryat, who visited America in 1837, recalled that after he was attacked repeatedly in the Herald‘s pages, he received a copy of the paper “with this small note on the margin:—’Send twenty dollars, and it shall be stopped.'” James Silk Buckingham, who also came to America at around the same time to lecture, experienced a somewhat more subtle variation on the theme. On seeking to advertise his lectures in the Herald, he was charged about five times the standard rate, and it was explained to him that this was Bennett’s “method of asking and obtaining ‘hush money;’ and I was strongly recommended to pay it, as the only method of escaping from his lash.” Fanny Elssler, yet another visiting European, found that repeated attacks on her dance performances abated only when she bought gifts for Bennett and his wife. And Barnum, as we saw above, believed that McLenahan, of the Herald, had sent him a blackmail letter.
Yet once we move beyond these somewhat obvious cases, we enter the more conjectural realm, such as the assumption that deferred revelations, retractions, and mercurial stances indicate blackmail. An anonymous1844 pamphlet, The Life and Writings of James Gordon Bennett, summed up an argument along these lines in plain terms:
The most common charge made against Bennett, is that of receiving hush money, or ‘black mail.’ That he has received large sums of money, in this way, no one pretends to doubt, and yet there is no charge so difficult to prove. From the very nature of the case, those who pay hush money, are likely to keep it a secret. It only becomes known to intimate friends, or leaks out by accident. All through the files of the Herald, we find promises of astounding disclosures, affecting individual characters and interests, which never appear. The inference that means have been used to suppress them is inevitable. We find in numerous instances remarkable changes from gross abuse to extravagant praise. The case of Madam Restell is in point. That of Robinson, of Ellen Jewett memory, is another. We have it upon the most respectable authority, that several of those who were in Rosina Townsend’s house, paid large sums of hush money. One of these, an old gentleman, who had borne an irreproachable character, in other respects, after paying several thousands of dollars, was finally driven to his grave, it is charged, by the dread of this man.
We have full and unquestionable evidence of the manner in which the eminent artists have paid their black mail tribute, in the disclosures of Mr. Henry Wikoff, in the columns of the ‘Republic,’ respecting his treatment of Fanny Elssler, whom the Herald alternately eulogized in the most fulsome manner, and attacked with the most cruel innuendoes and positive abuse.
So common were such accusations made, in fact, so often was Bennett hauled into court for libel, and so often did he threaten others with libel suits, that Wikoff, one of his alleged victims, proposed the establishment of an “Anti-Black Mail Fund” to pay the court fees of those who wished to prosecute “this Ishmael of the press.”
More generally, Bennett was characterized—and caricatured—widely, and for thirty years, as the consummate blackmailer. “[H]ush money,” wrote Mordecai Noah, “commonly called Black Mail, is his great and despicable source of revenue.” Henry Wise, in 1855, described him as “Bennett, the political Fagan, the cross-eyed, whining demon of politics, who has made himself a millionaire by black-mail.” He appeared in Osgood Bradbury’s 1855 roman à clef, The Modern Othello, as “the notorious blackmail editor—Jennett,” and in Ned Buntline’s Three Years After (1850) as James McGregor Clanragetty of The Ethiopian Mail. And then there are the cartoons and engravings. In one, from 1842, Bennett is depicted as “The Animal What Levy’s Blackmail” (fig. 5). In another, from The Life and Writings of James Gordon Bennett, he is dressed in tartan, playing the bagpipes, and “puffing for blackmail” (fig. 6). In a third, he clutches a copy of the Herald with the word “Black Mail” printed across it (fig. 7).
What are we to make of all this evidence? How are we to read the threats, the retractions, the innuendos; the accusations, grievances, and accounts; the satires, characterizations, and caricatures? What evidential weight do we grant to this weighty pile of documents? Isaac Pray, who wrote a flattering biography of Bennett in 1855, denied categorically that Bennett had ever demanded blackmail and explained that “Inquiries followed up, year after year, in order to gain, if possible, any reliable intelligence that could fix this charge upon the Editor, have been made, and invariably without the least shadow of success… . [I]n this whole community there has never been found a single man of probity and veracity who has dared to assert that he has paid the editor for his opinions.”
And therein lies the rub, for we have abundant evidence, but none of it is, as Pray would have it, “reliable.” We have any number of accusers, but how are we to determine their “probity and veracity,” especially when these were precisely the traits a blackmailer sought to call into question? The frank answer is that we cannot. Perhaps the most interesting thing we can say about the Herald is that, despite its reputation for levying blackmail, and maybe even because of it, it remained one of the most popular newspapers of the nineteenth century.
“The law of blackmail,” wrote scholar A. H. Campbell in 1939, in response to its tangled judicial status, “has something in common with the blackmailer: it allows its student no peace of mind.” The same, I think, might be said of the study of blackmail more generally, for since I embarked on this project, I have enjoyed no peace of mind whatsoever. Evidence of blackmail seems to be everywhere and nowhere. It amounts to heaps of references, and it amounts to nothing. My archival skills are pushed to the limit, and so are my considerably less robust epistemological abilities. Still, I dream of that bag of letters, waiting for me out there. Somewhere. Somewhere.
Further reading
There are three very suggestive monographs on blackmail: Mike Hepworth, Blackmail: Publicity and Secrecy in Everyday Life (London, 1975); Alexander Welsh, George Eliot and Blackmail (Cambridge, Mass., 1985); and Angus McClaren, Sexual Blackmail: A Modern History (Cambridge, Mass., 2002). None of them, however, touch other than passingly on antebellum American topics. Lawrence Friedman’s Guarding Life’s Dark Secrets: Legal and Social Controls over Reputation, Propriety, and Privacy (Stanford, Calif., 2007) makes the American nineteenth century central to his argument that laws against blackmail were intended to protect the already respectable. Also indispensable is The Flash Press: Sporting Male Weeklies in 1840s New York, ed. Patricia Cline Cohen, Timothy J. Gilfoyle, and Helen Lefkowitz Horowitz in association with the American Antiquarian Society (Chicago, 2008). Overwhelmingly, this essay has been built from primary materials and brief references in secondary works too numerous to list. On the challenge of dealing with dissembling informants and duplicitous texts, the reader is directed to Michael Lynch and David Bogen, The Spectacle of History: Speech, Text, and Memory at the Iran-Contra Hearings (Durham, N.C., 1996), which offers a broader discussion of the issues than its title might suggest; and Gary T. Marx, “Notes On the Discovery, Collection, and Assessment of Hidden and Dirty Data,” which the author has posted online.
This article originally appeared in issue 12.3 (April, 2012).
Leon Jackson is associate professor of English at the University of South Carolina. His first book, The Business of Letters: Authorial Economies in Antebellum America, was published in 2008. In addition to working on blackmail, he also writes about antebellum literature and the history of the book and print culture in the Atlantic World.
Dr. Warren’s Ciceronian Toga
Performing rebellion in Revolutionary Boston
On the morning of March 6, 1775, Joseph Warren, a physician-turned-revolutionary leader, stopped his one-chair carriage in front of Boston’s Old South Church. Warren climbed down from the carriage, followed by a servant holding a small bundle. The two men crossed the street and entered an apothecary’s shop. When Warren came out of the store he wore a Roman toga. He now crossed the street once more and burst into the swarming Old South to deliver the fourth annual Boston Massacre oration.
Few events of the Revolutionary era offered a more stark reminder of the failures of the mother country than the Boston Massacre. In the course of that event on March 5, 1770, British soldiers shot and killed five Bostonians. The massacre was probably not the result of murderous intentions of the British sentries, as Americans claimed, nor an American plot, as some English did. The traditional patriot fear of standing armies, combined with the ominous ratio of four thousand armed redcoats to fifteen thousand Bostonians, led to the fateful clash, almost immediately named “massacre.”
In March 1771, the year following the massacre, a committee on which Joseph Warren sat suggested an oration to commemorate the fateful event. James Lovell, a distinguished Bostonian, was chosen as the orator. Thus began a sequence of annual orations, remaining unbroken until its suspension after the Fourth of July celebration of 1783. These orations, according to Warren’s contemporary, the physician and historian David Ramsay, were administered by “eloquent orators” in order to keep the revolutionary fire “burning with an incessant flame” for thirteen years (they were displaced by national Fourth of July celebrations after 1783). The orations were always published soon after their delivery and, according to John Adams, they were read “scarcely ever with dry eyes.” Indeed there were “few men of consequence,” as Adams further pointed out, “who did not commence their career by an oration at the 5th of March.” The orators included illustrious names such as John Hancock, Samuel Adams, and Benjamin Church. Only Dr. Joseph Warren was chosen to deliver the speech twice, in 1772 and 1775.
Warren was born at Roxbury, Massachusetts, in 1741, the second generation of Roxburites, descended from a family that had settled in America nearly a century earlier. He was educated in his hometown school and acquired an unusual command of Latin. After graduating from Harvard in 1759, he studied medicine and soon became one of the outstanding doctors of Boston. Warren’s political inclinations surfaced during the Stamp Act crisis of 1765. In a series of newspaper columns, he sharply attacked Massachusetts governor Francis Bernard and played an important role in the governor’s resignation from office. After becoming a member of the Committee of Safety, a board of selectmen who dealt with security issues, Warren delivered the second annual massacre oration in March 1772. “The fervor” of the orator, remarked Warren’s political foe and Bernard’s eventual replacement as governor, Thomas Hutchinson, “could not fail in its effect on the minds of the great concourse of people present.” The doctor was coming into his own as one of Revolutionary Boston’s great orators. As the Boston Gazette reported, Warren’s words were celebrated with “unanimous applause.”
Warren’s reputation was built on much more than simply oratorical talent. He also had a gift for sharply worded revolutionary rhetoric, much like that of the still unknown Philadelphia pamphleteer, Tom Paine. In September of 1774, when the towns of Suffolk County met in convention, Warren delivered a paper, afterwards known as the Suffolk Resolves. These resolutions denounced the Coercive Acts, enacted by Parliament following the Boston Tea Party, as unconstitutional and therefore moot. They also called for the establishment of Massachusetts as a free state (until the repeal of the Coercive Acts) and the preparation of local militias for armed resistance. Warren’s Resolves were forwarded to the Continental Congress, which readily adopted them. Early in 1775, the last year of his life, Warren became chairman of the committee of safety, charged with organizing the militia and collecting military stores. This physician was asked, metaphorically, to preside over an ailing body politic, providing it with the patriotic nourishment and the military arsenal needed for its restoration.
By March of 1775 unmistakable signs of a gathering storm were apparent. After the 1773 Boston Tea Party, in which 150 Bostonians threw 342 crates of tea from British vessels docked in Boston harbour, relations between Massachusetts and Britain deteriorated swiftly, until the colony was finally declared to be in a state of open rebellion. By early spring of 1775, war seemed inevitable. Warren thus staged his second massacre oration at a time when even the smallest spark would have inflamed revolutionary sentiments. And if the timing is any indication—the oration preceded the fateful battle of Lexington and Concord by a little more than a month—Warren’s oration represented just such a spark. Nonetheless, it remains a largely forgotten moment in the story of the Revolution’s early days. In part, this may be owing to the fate of the orator himself. Warren was killed by a British musket ball during the Battle of Bunker Hill several months after delivering his powerful words. Unlike Samuel Adams or Thomas Jefferson or any of the other familiar Revolutionary luminaries, Warren’s role ended before independence was actually declared. And unlike so many other Revolutionaries, he did not survive to play a part in the creation of a new American nation. Whatever Warren’s own fate, there is no doubt that the words he delivered in March of 1775 were a crucial ingredient in Boston’s Revolutionary moment. There is also little doubt that they resonated for Bostonians for many years after the orator himself passed from the scene.
Revolutionary oratory was about much more than spoken words; it was also about a delicately formulated theatrical apparatus whose purpose was to transform mere speech into moving performance. For if there was one thing Revolutionary orators knew, it was that if you wanted to move people to action, you had to touch something deep within them. Taking their cues from the tradition of great Roman orators such as Cicero, they thus deployed a range of imagery designed to excite listeners’ passions. Only in doing so, these orators came to believe, could the disagreement with Britain be transformed from a legal and constitutional matter to a matter for the passions—a matter of injustice, of dishonor, and of familial disgrace. As the reception of his oration suggests, Warren was a master of these techniques.
Unfortunately, it is difficult to know just what Warren’s oratorical arsenal consisted of. Even though thousands attended the massacre oration, and we have several accounts of Warren’s performance, reconstructing the event remains difficult. Nonetheless, there is much to be learned about Boston’s mobilization for revolution from the events surrounding this singular act of public speaking.
“This day,” the Boston Evening Post informed its readers on March 6, 1775, “an Oration will be delivered by Joseph Warren Esq., in commemoration of the bloody tragedy on the 5th of March 1770.” But observant Bostonians recognized that this would not be just another commemorative address. The British forces now stationed in the city, Samuel Adams noted, were likely to resent any insinuation that their actions had been barbaric and would surely “take the occasion to beat up a Breeze.” A later account reported that there was a “threat uttered by some of the British officers, that they would take the life of any man who should dare to speak of the massacre on that anniversary.”
In his diary, Massachusetts royal governor Thomas Hutchinson recalled a larger assassination plot during Warren’s oration. An English officer, according to Hutchinson, reported that if during the meeting Warren would say “anything against the King, etc., an officer was prepared, who stood near with an egg, to have thrown in his face; and that it was to have been a signal to draw swords; and that they would have massacred Hancock, Adams, and hundreds more.” The Virginia Gazette, reprinting a report in a London newspaper, elaborated on the awkward egg episode, claiming that “this scheme was rendered abortive in the most whimsical manner, for he who was deputed to throw the egg fell in going to church . . . and broke the egg.” Tensions clearly ran high as March 6 approached.
The presence of a large crowd, including British soldiers, seems one of the few undisputed facts regarding the oration’s unfolding. A nineteenth-century biographer of Warren recalled that “many people came to town from the country to take part in the commemoration,” and Frederick MacKenzie, a British officer, reported at the time that an “immense concourse of people” assembled at the Old South building for the occasion. Both patriots and loyalists acknowledged the presence of redcoats in the crowd, and both confirmed the obvious point that for them this was a most offensive and most disrespectful occasion. Samuel Adams claimed to treat the “many . . . officers present” with civility as he showed them to their seats, so “that they might have no pretence to behave ill.” The Boston Gazette, a radical patriot publication, labeled the “party of soldiers” at the Old South “perpetrators,” claiming they came to harass the congregating Bostonians. Frederick MacKenzie claimed that “the troops conceived it was a great insult under the present circumstances, to deliver an oration on the occasion.” Thus “a great number of officers,” which Hutchinson estimated at three hundred, “assembled in the church and seemed determined to take notice of, and resent any expressions made use of by the Orator, reflecting on the Military.” The hall was overcrowded, the audience filling the aisles, while the soldiers occupied the stairs, perhaps hoping to scare Warren into silence. Whether they were “many,” a “party,” or “a great number,” as different accounts claimed, the presence of fuming British redcoats among the packed patriot crowd must have added an ominous sense to the impending drama.
But Warren would not be intimidated. In fact, if contemporary accounts are correct, his chosen attire—the plain white Roman toga—established a dramatic contrast between the speaker and his redcoat antagonists. It was almost as if Warren knew they would be there and chose the garment precisely to antagonize them. As they sat stiffly in their heavy red wool coats—the sartorial definition of Britishness—he would hold forth, in the flowing freedom of his billowing white garment—the sartorial definition of ancient, primordial virtue. Of course the garment’s color was not its only distinctive quality. Indeed, one would be hard pressed to find clothing more unlike that of these British soldiers.
The toga was the principal garment of a freeborn Roman male citizen. It consisted of a single piece of material of irregular form—long, broad, and flowing, without sleeves or armholes, and covering the whole body with the exception of the right arm. Because it was worn without any kind of fastening device, the wearer had to keep his left arm crooked to support its voluminous drapery. What could be more unlike the stiff, tightly tailored coat, waistcoat, and breeches of the British soldier? In the toga, there was no artifice, no false front, no deviant concealment; what you saw was what you got. And the only thing that separated the wearer’s body from his audience was that bent left arm. To wear such a garment, in other words, was to do away with all that superficial finery with which a corrupt Britain had disguised its designs on American liberty and dignity.
In addition to costume, Warren’s stagecraft included a dramatic entry, though there is some dispute about the precise form of that entry. According to one account, he “ascended the Pulpit” from the front of the room, presumably passing through the crowd of soldiers who filled the aisles. According to another, he entered “from the rear by the pulpit window.” And still another recalled that he climbed “a ladder at the pulpit window” (try doing that wearing a toga), to avoid pushing through the crowd of hostile soldiers. In any case, we can imagine this man, in his flowing toga, appearing before the packed audience like some kind of apparition. We can also imagine the hush that came over the boisterous crowd as its gaze fell upon the doctor. Before even uttering a word, his appearance would have spoken volumes to a crowd of Americans steeped in the virtues of ancient Rome.
As Warren began to speak, MacKenzie recalled, there were only a “few hisses from some of the officers.” Samuel Adams similarly observed that Warren appeared to hold sway over the hostile members of the audience and another witness recalled that when one of the British officers held “up one of his hands in view of Warren, with several pistol bullets on the open palm,” Warren silenced the officer by calmly dropping “a white handkerchief upon the officer’s hand.” It took true mastery of the orator’s art form to turn so hostile a gesture to one’s advantage. But Warren was obviously up to the task. Far from quieting his claims, the gesture gave the neo-Roman speaker an ideal chance to show that true virtue would be cowed by no threat of mere violence. Such was the way of the great Roman heroes of the day. The celebrated Roman politician Cato, for example, could take on the great and powerful Caesar precisely because he was entirely immune to threats of violence. Virtue, in his lexicon, would always prevail over base power.
The gathering ended in disorder. After Warren stepped from the pulpit, Samuel Adams stood up and asked for a volunteer to deliver next year’s commemorative oration. Adams apparently took the opportunity to reinforce colonists’ sense that the events of 1770 represented an entirely unjust massacre. Not surprisingly, the redcoats, according to MacKenzie, “began to hiss,” and someone mistakenly heard the words “Fire! Fire!” A scene of “the greatest confusion imaginable” ensued: amidst the screams of “fire” could be heard the threatening sounds of “drums & fifes of the 43rd regiment which happened to be passing by from exercise.” According to another British witness, “the gallerians apprehending fire, bounded out of the windows, and swarmed down the gutters, like rats, into the street. The 43d regiment, returning accidentally from exercise, with drums beating, threw the whole body into the greatest consternation.”
If the events surrounding the speech made for powerful political theater, what are we to make of the speech itself? The text, which was so widely reprinted, suggests that Warren skillfully blended the performative elements of his oration with the spoken elements.
Warren began with a historical account of early settlement, which was intended to “determine with what degree of justice the late parliament of Great Britain has assumed the power of giving away that property which the Americans have earned by their labour.” What followed was a Whig interpretation of colonial history. Warren portrayed a Manichean worldview in which “the tools of power in every age” confronted the benign power of liberty, embodied in his case by the Puritan forefathers. Those Puritans, “determined to find a place in which they might enjoy their freedom,” exercised liberty in America through a charter obtained significantly from the British monarch rather than Parliament. They “cultivated and defended” the continent “at an infinite expense of toil and blood,” and thus contributed vastly to the British Empire’s greatness. Their serene prosperity, however, awakened “the madness of an avaricious minister” and brought about “the attempt of the British parliament to raise a revenue from America.” These misfortunes “brought upon the stage discord, envy, hatred and revenge, with civil war close in their rear.”
The speech, however, did not consist merely of a historical account of New England’s settlement. Rather, Warren provided philosophical and ideological argument in defence of the colonists’ position. “Personal freedom is the natural right of everyman,” he noted, as was the right to hold “what he has honestly acquired by his own labour” and to “pursue that course which is the most conducive” to happiness. Hence, “no man, or body of men, can without being guilty of flagrant injustice, claim a right to dispose of the persons or acquisitions of any other man”. Warren continued with a celebration of the ancient Romans, who through self-effacing attitudes, “eminently conduced to the greatness of that state.” We can only imagine what a difference it made to hear such classical musings from an orator clad in a toga.
The massacre oration of 1775 was a significant event in the colonies’ move toward war. Indeed, the fact that the War of Independence eventually commenced on April 19 at Lexington Green was rather incidental; it could have easily started on March 6 at Boston’s Old South. Imagine this: As one of the numerous “gallerians” spots the redcoat that threatened Warren with a fistful of musket pellets, he starts cursing the soldier and his King. What follows is an inevitable, if unintended, altercation between the redcoats and the Bostonians, at the end of which both sides count several dead and wounded. Among the fallen, perhaps, is the orator, lying in a blood stained toga. The news of the “new massacre” would spread fast as armed militiamen start pouring toward the inflamed town. So the war between Britain and her American colonies might have begun.
If this not unlikely scenario would indeed have materialized we would surely witness every March 6 reenactments memorializing a valiant young man preaching the gospel of liberty. The reenactor’s audience would have been a large congregation of plain-clothed patriots peppered with red-coated soldiers. The eloquent orator would have been wearing a flowing, white Ciceronian toga.
Further Reading:
The best survey of the Boston Massacre and its unfolding is Hiller B. Zobel, The Boston Massacre (New York, 1996). Sandra Gustafson conveys interesting insights about massacre orations in the context of Revolutionary Boston’s cultural ecology in Eloquence is Power: Oratory and Performance in Early America (Chapel Hill, N.C., 2000). The most recent biography of Warren is already over forty years old: see John Cary, Joseph Warren: Physician, Politician, Patriot (Urbana, Ill., 1961). For the texts of the Boston Massacre commemoration speeches, including both of Warren’s addresses, see Orations Delivered at the Request of the Inhabitants of the Town of Boston to Commemorate the Evening of the Fifth of March, 1770; When a Number of Citizens were Killed by a Party of British Troops, Quartered Among Them in a Time of Peace (Boston, 1785). For the classical influences on revolutionary America see Carl J. Richard, The Founders and the Classics: Greece, Rome and the American Enlightenment (Cambridge, Mass., 1994).
This article originally appeared in issue 7.2 (January, 2007).
Eran Shalev is an assistant professor of history at Haifa University, Israel. He is currently working on a book-length manuscript about historical consciousness and the American Revolution.
Benjamin Franklin’s “Enriching Virtues”
Continental currency and the creation of a revolutionary republic
Benjamin Franklin is perhaps most famous for his work on currents: the electrical charges he drew from the clouds with a kite and a key. But he should be equally well remembered for his work on currency: the paper money and coinage he designed for Pennsylvania and later, for the United States. As a young printer, Franklin made his money by making money. In 1729, when the colony of Pennsylvania fell into a trade slump, Franklin, just twenty-three years old, published a pamphlet entitled “A Modest Enquiry into the Nature and Necessity of a Paper Currency,” in which he endorsed soft money (as opposed to hard coins) as an essential catalyst to vibrant business, active labor, and low interest rates. Franklin’s pamphlet swayed public opinion in favor of Pennsylvania’s first emission of paper currency in several years. To reward Franklin for this service, the Pennsylvania Assembly contracted him to print the new issue.
Nearly half a century later, after the clashes at Lexington and Concord in April 1775, Franklin was again called upon to design a paper currency, this time by the Second Continental Congress. To defend the colonies, Congress resolved to organize the Continental Army, commanded by the Virginian, George Washington. To finance this army, Congress, which had no power to tax, resolved instead to print paper dollars, backed by the promise of a future redemption.
Franklin recognized that these new “continental dollars” might serve as more than instruments of trade and finance. They might also function as excellent media through which Congress could speak to the American public. Never before had the various colonies united to issue a currency; this unprecedented continental enterprise would naturally provoke a great deal of interest. Furthermore, because the faces of Congress’s bills would set forth their unique terms of value and redemption, cautious bearers would actually have to read the various denominations they tendered. Franklin seized upon this opportunity to create some of the Revolutionary era’s most ambitious republican propaganda.
Franklin began by rejectingBritish numismatic convention, which represented the nation in the person of the monarch, in the royal coat of arms, or in the feminine personification, Britannia. Such currency, Franklin later explained, perpetuated “the dull Story that everybody knows, and what it would have been no Loss to mankind if nobody had ever known, that Geo. III. is King of Great Britain, France & Ireland &c. &c.” How much more useful, he observed, to fashion currency with “Some important Proverb of Solomon, some pious moral, prudential or oeconomical Precept, the frequent inculcation of which by seeing it every time one receives a Piece of Money, might make an Impression upon the Mind especially of young Persons, and tend to regulate the Conduct.” Here was Poor Richard at work.
To find just the right “Precept[s],” Franklin consulted two emblem books in his personal library: Symbolorum ac Emblematum Ethico-Politicorum, a compendium of fourth-century plant and animal emblems first published in 1597 by the German botanist Joachim Camerarius, and Idea Principis Christiano-Politici Symbolis, a collection of moral emblems originally published by the Spanish political theorist Diego Saavedra Fajardo in 1640. From these volumes, Franklin selected several emblems that visually conveyed discrete moral and political lessons. As was customary for emblems such as these, Franklin captioned each with a Latin motto, which only the classically trained gentry could have translated. But Franklin wished for his money to have broad appeal. If the continental currency were to promote public virtue, it was necessary that all Americans understand exactly what these emblems meant. And so, shortly after Congress began to circulate its currency, Franklin published a key in the Pennsylvania Gazette, setting forth the meaning of each bill.
Franklin’s currency assured Americans that they would survive the looming war. His one-dollar bill, for example, pictured an acanthus plant weighed down beneath a large bowl; the Latin motto, Depressa Resurgit, translated comfortingly as, “though crushed, it recovers” (fig. 1). Franklin’s two-dollar bill suggested that the hardships of war would actually strengthen America (fig. 2). This bill pictured a hand threshing grain with a flail; its motto, Tribulatio Ditat, translated as, “affliction improves it.” “[T]hreshing,” Franklin opined, “often improves those that are threshed. Many an unwarlike nation have been beaten into heroes by troublesome warlike neighbours.” Franklin proclaimed that the “public distress . . . that arises from war, by increasing frugality and industry, often gives habits that remain after the distress is over, and thereby naturally enriches those on whom it has enforced those enriching virtues.” Paper money naturally encouraged spending, particularly the repayment of debts. But by championing frugality and industry, Franklin’s continental dollars urged Americans to save and promised prosperity in reward for their sufferings.
Franklin’s currency also incorporated plant and animal imagery to symbolize the triumph of the meek over the mighty, an allusion to the frail colonies’ conflict with the powerful British Empire. His six-dollar bill, for instance, depicted a beaver working assiduously to fell a great tree, captioned with the Latin motto Perseverando, or by perseverance. Similarly, Franklin’s three-dollar bill portrayed an eagle attacking a crane (fig. 3). Though the eagle, which represented Great Britain, possessed “superior strength,” Franklin noted that the weaker bird, America, might mortally wound the eagle with a thrust of its long bill. The moral for the American crane, Franklin asserted, was “not to depend too much on the success of its endeavours to avoid the contest . . . but [rather to] prepare for using the means of defence God and nature hath given it.” Here Franklin offered an emblematic editorial against the Olive Branch Petition, a desperate plea to King George that John Dickinson and other delegates seeking reconciliation with Great Britain had recently pushed through Congress.
Other of Franklin’s bills bore similar political themes. The eight-dollar bill depicted a harp whose thirteen strings represented the various colonies. The motto, Majora Minoribus Consonant, asserted that “the greater and smaller ones sound together.” Franklin further explained that the harp’s frame, which united the strings “in the most perfect harmony,” symbolized the Continental Congress. Several months later, he again sought to reinforce American unity, this time by portraying the colonies as a chain of thirteen links, which appeared on Congress’s half-dollar bill and other fractional notes. Finally, Franklin ornamented his largest denomination, the thirty-dollar bill, with an emblem directed at Congress itself. On this bill, Franklin depicted a wreath sitting atop an altar, as a symbol of enduring glory. This “crown of honour,” Franklin explained, was intended to encourage “brave and steady conduct in defence of our liberties.” Here, Franklin held out the promise of future greatness to congressmen who ruled justly. “Not the King’s Parliament, who act wrong, but the People’s Congress, if it acts right, shall govern America.” In true republican fashion, Franklin’s currency admonished the people and their rulers alike to act with prudence, firmness, and piety.
Franklin’s designs sparked curiosity among the American public. A Salem loyalist named William Browne, for example, reported that a British officer introduced him to the “devices upon the denominations of the continental bills.” Browne wrote detailed descriptions of the Doctor’s latest “inventions” and forwarded them to other loyalists exiled in London. At least eight colonial newspapers reprinted the key to Franklin’s emblems, generating further interest in the novel continental money.
There is no way to assess whether Franklin’s currency actually instilled virtue in the American public. But Franklin’s emblems did capture the imagination of at least a few patriots. Six regiments from Pennsylvania and one from New Hampshire adopted Franklin’s designs for use on their battle flags. In so doing, these regiments helped to popularize Franklin’s emblems as the insignia of American resistance. In this early phase of the war, before the constellation of stars, the thirteen stripes, or the bald eagle had emerged as dominant symbols of national identity, Franklin’s designs served to rally Americans in defense of their liberties.
The potency of Franklin’s emblems is further suggested by Tories’ considerable efforts to discredit them. British sympathizers dismissed the continental bills as a “droll kind of money.” Some writers explicitly lampooned Franklin’s designs. In February 1778, the Pennsylvania Evening Postprinted a poem, written by a “Maryland Loyalist,” that mocked Franklin’s two-dollar bill and called upon the British army to give Congress a good beating.
“That thrashing makes rich the congress do know, Or else on their money they would not say so; But what kind of thrashing they do not explain, Whether beat by the English or beating out grain; And since we’re left dark, we may fairly conclude, That both will enrich them, and both do them good.”
A fuller and even more damning response to Franklin’s currency designs appeared in “The History of Peru,” a scathingly satirical poem circulated in 1776 by Joseph Stansbury, a Tory shopkeeper who lived in Philadelphia. In this poem, whose title alluded sarcastically to the riches of the Potosi silver mines, Stansbury derided Franklin’s use of Latin, asking, “For what is plain English / to Perseverando!” Stansbury belittled the honors to which Congress aspired, declaring, “The Laurel awaits us, / if we do not falter, / But it’s Pasteboard, not Marble / that fashions the Altar.” Stansbury ridiculed Franklin’s chain design, proclaiming it an apt emblem of the slavery in which Congress conspired to bind the colonists. Finally, Stansbury appropriated the motto of Franklin’s famous Fugio coin, writing, “Mind your Business, good folks, / of this raving give o’er. / Return to your Duty, / Great Britain is kind, / And all past Offenses, / She’ll give to the Wind.”
Franklin had designed his currency to nurture Americans’ fortitude and resolve. By disparaging Franklin’s emblems, Stansbury also endeavored to sway popular opinion. Stansbury worked to undermine the public’s respect for the money that financed the rebellion. In so doing, Stansbury sought to expose the pretense of the Continental Congress and its aspirations of independence. For, as Stansbury comprehended, the continental currency and the emblems that adorned it embodied the spirit of American resistance. People who held continental currency were literally invested in the Revolution. For this reason, the continental dollar circulated among the American people like a shifting battle line. Patriots promoted the continental dollar and pushed it on their creditors. Congress resolved that any person who refused its currency should be treated as “an enemy of his country.” Loyalists, meanwhile, cursed the partisan bills and refused them when they could. In October 1776, the British-sponsored New York Gazette and Weekly Mercury published a scornful advertisement suggesting that Franklin’s currency designs were better fit for the decoration of walls: “Wanted, by a gentleman fond of curiosities, who is shortly going to England, a parcel of congress notes, with which he intends to paper some rooms. Those who wish to make something of their stock in that commodity, shall if they are clean and fit for the purpose, receive at the rate of one guinea per thousand . . . It is expected they will be much lower.”
This advertisement poked fun at the images on Congress’s bills. But, at the same time, it served as a painful reminder that the dollar’s monetary value derived not from Franklin’s designs but rather from the quantity in circulation and from the public’s faith in the United States. Between 1775 and 1777, the dollar’s purchasing power dropped 25 percent. Yet, pressed on all sides for money, Congress had no choice but to emit more. Between 1777 and 1779, Congress printed the staggering sum of more than $160 million, including many new denominations.
By this time, Franklin had traveled to France on a diplomatic mission, so his numismatic duties fell to congressman and belletrist Francis Hopkinson. In designing many of these bills, Hopkinson followed in Franklin’s footsteps, employing nature imagery to convey simple messages of resilience and hope. But for other bills, Hopkinson experimented with new emblems for the United States. Hopkinson’s forty-dollar bill depicted a circle of thirteen stars, similar to the constellation that appeared on the U.S. flag, which Hopkinson also designed. His fifty-dollar note featured a pyramid with thirteen steps, with the motto Everlasting.
From his station in France, Benjamin Franklin endorsed this nascent nationalistic aesthetic. Shortly after he arrived in France, Franklin began to consult with Parisian engravers about casting a new series of medals commissioned by Congress to honor heroic Continental Army officers. After the Battle of Yorktown, Franklin also designed his own medal, the Libertas Americana, which featured a profile of the goddess Liberty (fig. 4). On the reverse, Franklin depicted the infant Hercules strangling two serpents, which signified the United States’ defeat of two British armies, at Saratoga and at Yorktown. Standing over Hercules and protecting him from a mauling British lion was the goddess Minerva, whose shield, decorated with fleurs-de-lis, represented the United States’ ally, France. Franklin commissioned two Libertas medals in gold, which he presented to the French monarchs, Louis XVI and Marie-Antoinette, as tokens of appreciation. Franklin also ordered a few copies of his medal in silver and copper, which he offered as mementos to members of Congress and other dignitaries.
From this experience, Franklin learned that the engraving of a steel die for the casting of a limited-edition medal was an extremely costly production. The expense could only be justified when the medal was cast in large volume. This realization led the ever pragmatic Franklin to an epiphany. After the conclusion of the war, when copper and other precious metals became available once again, the Confederation Congress took tentative steps toward the establishment of a national mint. Mindful of this project, Franklin wrote a letter to John Jay in 1785, explaining his idea for a new American coinage. “The ancients, when they ordained a medal to record the memory of any laudable action, and do honour to the performer of that action, struck a vast number and used them as money. By this means the honour was extended through their own and neighboring nations, every man who received or paid a piece of such money was reminded of the virtuous action, the person who performed it, and the reward attending it . . . I therefore wish the medals of Congress were ordered to be money.”
Franklin had come nearly full circle in his numismatic aesthetics. At the beginning of the Revolution, Franklin rejected the king of England as a suitable imprimatur for American currency, in large part because the colonies would soon renounce royal authority but in part too because Franklin believed that moralistic emblems could do more to positively influence the public’s behavior. By the end of the Revolution, Franklin perceived that images of praiseworthy persons, printed on the nation’s coins, could also inspire the citizenry, while at the same time glorifying the United States. Like British currency, Franklin’s ideal coin would feature the face of a preeminent national figure. But on Franklin’s money, that face would belong to a meritorious hero, not to a divine-right monarch.
Franklin’s vision for U.S. money was decidedly republican: it incorporated neither kings nor coats of arms but rather celebrated selfless deeds and laudable persons. The Confederation Congress never followed through on its plans to establish a mint and so it could not adopt Franklin’s idea for a new coinage. But over the long course of U.S. history, Franklin’s numismatic vision came to prevail, making it possible for the image of a former runaway, an ex-apprentice, by virtue of his public service, to grace our hundred-dollar bill.
Further Reading:
For Franklin’s early career as a printer of money, see Louis P. Masur, ed., The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin (Boston, 1993), 69, 77, 157.
Numismatists have long appreciated Franklin’s contributions to monetary design in the late eighteenth century. For example, see Elston G. Bradfield, “Benjamin Franklin: A Numismatic Summary,” Numismatist 69 (1956): 1347-70; David P. McBride, “Linked Rings: Early American Unity Illustrated,” Numismatist (1979): 2374-93; Eric P. Newman, The Early Paper Money of America (4th ed., Iola, Wisc., 1987), 57-84; Newman, “The Continental Dollar of 1776 Meets Its Maker,” Numismatist 72 (1959): 915-26; Newman, “Continental Currency and the Fugio Cent: Sources of Emblems and Mottoes,” Numismatist 79 (1966): 1587-98; and Newman, “Benjamin Franklin and the Chain Design: New Evidence Provides the Missing Link,” Numismatist 96 (1983): 2271-83.
A few scholars of literature and rhetoric, notably J. Leo Lemay and Lester Olson, have placed Franklin’s currency amidst his many symbols of American identity—including the segmented snaked of his famous “Join or Die” cartoon—and in the context of other national symbols from the Revolutionary period. See J. Leo Lemay, “The American Aesthetic of Franklin’s Visual Creations,” Pennsylvania Magazine of History and Biography 111 (October 1987): 465-500; and Lester Olson, Emblems of American Community in the Revolutionary Era: A Study in Rhetorical Iconology (Washington, D.C., 1991) and Benjamin Franklin’s Vision of American Community: A Study in Rhetorical Iconology (Columbia, S.C., 2004). Jennifer Jordan Baker insightfully discusses Franklin’s currency designs as part of his decades-long endeavor to back the American nation with his own credibility. See Baker, “Benjamin Franklin’s Autobiography and the Credibility of Personality,” Early American Literature35 (2000): 274-93, esp., 279-80. As yet, however, no scholar has fully located Franklin’s numismatic work within its immediate political and institutional context, that is, as part of broader efforts by the Continental Congress to strengthen the resistance movement, to promote the war effort, and, later, to establish a national identity for the young United States. That is the focus of my larger project, from which this essay is drawn.
For Franklin’s rejection of British numismatic convention, as expressed in his letter toEdward Bridgen, written from Passy in October 1779, see, Barbara B. Oberg, et al., eds., The Papers of Benjamin Franklin (New Haven and London, 1993), 30: 429-30.
Franklin’s key to the continental currency, pseudonymously signed Clericus, appeared in the Pennsylvania Gazette on September 20, 1775.
Finally, for a broader perspective on Revolutionary culture, see Kenneth Silverman’s masterful volume, A Cultural History of the American Revolution: Painting, Literature, and the Theatre in the Colonies and the United States from the Treaty of Paris to the Inauguration of George Washington, 1763-1789 (New York, 1976).
This article originally appeared in issue 6.3 (April, 2006).
A social and cultural historian of early America, Benjamin H. Irvin is an assistant professor at the University of Arizona. He is currently revising a manuscript about the Continental Congress and the material and ceremonial culture by which it promoted the Revolution.
How Betsy Ross Became Famous
For scholars, the story of how Betsy Ross made the first American flag is about as credible as Parson Weems’s fable about little George Washington cutting down the cherry tree. Yet for more than a century, it has been an established part of American education. Among the general public, it shows no signs of going away.
The story emerged in the last third of the nineteenth century as the United States was redefining itself after the Civil War. In 1870, Ross’s grandson, William J. Canby, read a paper before the Historical Society of Pennsylvania in which he claimed that in June of 1776, George Washington and two other members of the Continental Congress visited his grandmother in her shop on Arch Street in Philadelphia. The men, according to Canby, brought a rough sketch of a striped flag with thirteen stars in a blue field. The stars had six points. Having a better idea, Ross folded a piece of paper into neat triangles, and “with a single clip of the scissors” produced a five-pointed star. Within days, she had completed the first American flag.
To the general public, details about the flag are unimportant. It is Betsy they care about.
Unable to find documents supporting his tale, Canby secured affidavits from aged relatives. These confirmed the details just as he had told them. From the first, scholars were skeptical. George Henry Preble included Canby’s account (along with virtually every other scrap of oral tradition that came his way) in his detailed and carefully documented 1872 history of the flag. But he was blunt about Canby’s credibility. For him, as for most historians, the problem was chronology. “Mr. Canby contends that the stars and stripes were in common if not general use soon after the Declaration of Independence, nearly a year before the resolution of Congress proclaiming them the flag of the United States of America; but I cannot agree with him.” Writing in 1908, John Fow dismissed the Betsy Ross legend as “ridiculous.” A 1942 history catalogued it under “More Fictions and Myths.” In the 1950s David Eggenberg concluded that the “grand total of provable facts in the Betsy Ross legend” amounted to two: that Betsy was a twice-widowed patriot needlewoman of Philadelphia and that she was paid to make Pennsylvania naval flags in 1777. “Of such flimsy material are constructed the cherished legends of American history,” he wrote.
Recent studies have been less censorious but no more supportive of the story. “Historians view her role in designing and making the first American flag as another cherished myth that has its own place in American history,” writes Lonn Taylor in a 2000 Smithsonian history. David Hackett Fischer thinks Ross’s descendants misunderstood her story. Perhaps the commission wasn’t for a national flag but for a standard for Washington’s headquarters. That explanation has its own problems, as we shall see, but it has the virtue of shifting attention from Old Glory to other flags made during the Revolution.
There is really no point in arguing over who made the first flag because there wasn’t one. The stars and stripes that we know today had multiple parents and dozens of siblings. True, on June 14, 1777, the Continental Congress passed a cryptic resolution specifying that “the flag of the thirteen united States be 13 stripes alternate red and white, that the union be 13 stars, white in a blue field representing a new constellation,” but nobody specified the shape of the flag, the arrangement of the stars, or the ratio of the canton to the field. In October 1778, Benjamin Franklin and John Adams actually told the Neapolitan ambassador that “the flag of the United States of America consists of thirteen stripes, alternately red, white and blue.” Flag sheets from the 1780s and 1790s do in fact show flags with three-colored stripes. As for Betsy’s nifty five-pointed star, a Smithsonian study showed that four-, six-, and eight-pointed stars were far more common. Although Charles Wilson Peale’s 1779 painting of George Washington at Princeton shows stars in a circular arrangement on the general’s flag, the stars themselves have six points.
To the general public, details about the flag are unimportant. It is Betsy they care about. Annually, over a quarter of a million tourists visit the supposed Betsy Ross House in Philadelphia. According to its Website, “only the Liberty Bell and Independence Hall draw more visitors than the home of the adored flagmaker.” Uptight historians might quibble about details, but the Philadelphia heroine rests securely in the sanctity of public memory.
She survives because children, teachers, and publishers love her story; because her house is located near the shrines of American liberty; and because, as with so many national legends, the legend of Betsy Ross has something to do with who we Americans believe ourselves to be. Betsy and her story are endlessly deployed as exemplars of some distinctive and noble American spirit. Hence, in a 1915 account, she represents “the glorious tradition of the patient, skillful, cheerful, energetic, patriotic woman of the American Revolution.” In a 2002 story, she embodies entrepreneurial energy. With or without the flag, the author insisted, Betsy Ross deserves to be remembered because she “challenged convention as a talented businesswoman.”
For my part, I find Betsy’s actual life less interesting than her “afterlife”—her resurrection as a national heroine. Even her name is a later simplification. Born in Philadelphia in 1752, Elizabeth Griscom married John Ross in 1773 and was widowed three years later. In 1778 she married Joseph Ashburn, a merchant mariner who died in 1783 in a British prison. Her third husband and the father of her children was John Claypoole, whose surname she bore until her own death in 1836.
Were it not for her putative role in the creation of the nation’s flag, Betsy’s life would be indistinguishable from the mass of American women who lived through a war, survived widowhood, raised families, and sustained communities. Even her work as flag maker does not, in the end, set Betsy apart. The single piece of documentary evidence for her work during the Revolution—a 1777 receipt for making ship’s flags for the Pennsylvania navy—places her among a group of Philadelphia flag makers. Margaret Manning was making ships colors for Pennsylvania as early as 1775. Cornelia Bridges, who stitched flags for the state’s “Floating Battery,” preceded Ross in the official records by a full year. More visible than any of them, however, was Rebecca Young, whose name appears frequently in the quartermaster records of the Continental Army. In the 1780s, Young was not only paid for making “continental standards” but for drum cases, blankets, and uniforms. In 1781 and thereafter, she advertised in the Pennsylvania Packet that at her shop in Walnut Street she would make “All kinds of Colours, For the Army and Navy” on the “most reasonable Terms.” Young’s career is especially interesting. For she was still alive in 1813 when her daughter, Mary Pickersgill, made the flag that Francis Scott Key saw “by the dawn’s early light” and immortalized in his “Star-Spangled Banner.”
In the last years of her life, Ross was neither more nor less important than other aging women who had lived through the Revolution. That she became famous while others were forgotten exposes the interlocking power of family history, local memory, and national politics.
Betsy Ross and Oral Tradition
When debunkers pulled Paul Revere from his horse, historians enlarged his story, turning one ride into many and a single act of patriotism into a complex narrative of revolutionary activity. In like manner, historians of Plymouth used the mythical character of the First Thanksgiving to introduce a more complex narrative of migration, settlement, and cultural transformation. So far, the story of Betsy Ross has been left to the mythmakers. As a consequence, the argument over her story hasn’t moved an inch from its nineteenth-century beginnings. Now, as then, Betsy’s defenders pit the power of oral transmission against a scholarly fixation on written sources. “It is not a tradition,” Canby wrote George Preble in 1871, “it is [a] report from the lips of the principal participator in the transaction, directly told not to one or two, but a dozen or more living witnesses, of whom I myself am one, though but a little boy when I heard it.”
The semi-official Betsy Ross Website continues in the same vein. To the question, “Can Canby be trusted?” they respond, “Can Betsy Ross herself be trusted?” They argue that since Canby got his story straight from the source, the real question is, “Did Betsy, a known flagmaker, embellish the truth by saying she made the first one?” Surely Betsy, the patriotic Quaker, could not have told a lie. To the argument that “Congress did not adopt an official flag until June 1777, a full year after Betsy claimed to have made the flag,” they respond, “Congress acting within one year! Not bad.” For them, the controversy remains what it was in 1870, a quibble between those who insist upon written documents and those willing to listen to living witnesses. The authors conclude confidently, “Historians, to their credit, always want source documentation. However, in this case, the circumstantial evidence has to be weighed. We find that it overwhelmingly supports Betsy Ross as the maker of the first flag.”
They have a point. Family traditions often convey information that would otherwise be lost. It is worth remembering that until DNA testing forced them to reconsider, many scholars dismissed the family stories that identified Thomas Jefferson as the father of Sally Hemings’s children. But unlike Ross, Hemings did not become a national icon. Popular history chooses its own company. It is not enough to tell a good story. That story must be something other people want to hear.
The debate over Betsy Ross exposes the difficulty of including women in a national narrative constructed around the biographies of leading figures. To defend Betsy Ross as Everywoman means abandoning her as heroine. But what if we really paid attention to those nineteenth-century stories, listening not for what they tell us about the first flag but for what they tell us about women’s perceptions of their own history?
In the nineteenth century, ordinary women made history. They did it by telling stories, by attaching labels to family relics, by joining honorary societies, and by carrying flags at public events. Honored by their sons and daughters, they created a version of American history that broke down boundaries between the supposedly male world of war and politics and the supposedly domestic worlds of women. They did so, not by challenging women’s exclusion from politics, but by elevating their devotion to the state.
Listen to eighty-two-year-old Rachel Fletcher telling her story to William Canby in 1870: “I remember having heard my mother, Elizabeth Claypoole, say frequently that she, with her own hands (while she was the widow of John Ross), made the first Star-Spangled Banner that ever was made.” That Fletcher called the flag a “star-spangled banner” situates it in her lifetime rather than her mother’s. Although published in 1814, Francis Scott Key’s poem entered into public consciousness during the Whig campaigns of the 1840s. During the Civil War, the flag it celebrated became synonymous with the Union.
Fletcher described an intimate and detailed collaboration between her mother and Washington. When Ross recommended five-pointed stars, “General Washington very respectfully considered her suggestions and acted upon them.” Sitting down at her table, he “altered the drawing and then made a new one according to the suggestions of my mother.” Fletcher admitted that her mother had little experience in flag making. Previously, she had been engaged in making General Washington’s ruffles. When a member of the supposed congressional flag committee, “a shipping merchant at the wharf,” invited her to call upon him, she was “punctual to her appointment.” He took an old ship’s color out of his chest, loaning it to her “to show her how the sewing was done, and also gave her the drawing finished according to her suggestions.” Since the single record documenting Ross’s work as a flag maker refers to ship’s colors, this detail is highly suggestive, but Fletcher connected it to a larger narrative focusing on the “first flag.”
She claimed that “other designs had also been made by the committee and given to other seamstresses to make, but that they were not approved.” When Ross carried “the first Star Spangled Banner that ever was made, to her employers,” it was “run up to the peak of one of the vessels belonging to one of the committee then lying at the wharf, and was received with shouts of applause by the few bystanders who happened to be looking on.” Even this validation was not enough. The committee carried the flag on the very same day “into the Congress, sitting in the State House, and made a report, presenting the flag with the drawing.” The next day, one of the committee members called on Ross and told her “that her work had been approved and her flag adopted; and he gave orders for the purchase of all the materials, and the manufacture of as many flags as she could make . . . from that time forward, for over fifty years, she continued to make flags for the United States Government.”
In her application to the Daughters of the American Revolution, a great-granddaughter went even further. After telling the story about the insistence on a five-pointed star, she noted that her ancestor was also responsible for maintaining the shape of the flag. She said that before leaving Ross’s house, a member of the congressional committee said that if more states were added to the union, more stripes would also have to be added. “Pardon me,” Betsy responded, “more stripes will spoil the symmetry of your flag. Let the symbolic thirteen stripes remain, but for each additional State let a new star shine upon the blue—there is room.” At first, the men “held their own idea the better one and added stripes until nineteen, I believe, were added; then they began to realize that they were spoiling the flag and so went back to the original thirteen.” Once again the wisdom of the venerable ancestor prevailed.
The central themes in nineteenth-century stories about Betsy Ross reflect the preoccupations of other contemporary writings about women in the Revolutionary era. Elizabeth Ellet, for example, not only emphasized the resourcefulness and sturdy patriotism of American women, but also the approbation of men in high places. By the 1870s there were hundreds of such stories about the contributions of women to the American Revolution. Among these, were many claims about a “first flag.” In his 1872 history, George Henry Preble included a story given to him by “Miss Sarah Smith Stafford,” who received it “from Mrs. Patrick Hayes, who had it from her aunt, Miss Sarah Austin,” who claimed that she and several “patriotic ladies of Philadelphia met at Swedes’ Church in that city, and under the direction of John Brown, Esq., secretary of the new Board of Marine, formed or arranged a flag,” which they presented to John Paul Jones, the hero of the American navy. Again the punch line of the story was the public display and acknowledgement of the gift. “Captain Jones was so delighted and enthusiastic, that after the presentation he procured a small boat, and, unfurling the flag, sailed up and down the river before Philadelphia, showing it to thousands on shore.” In a footnote, Preble commented dryly, “I can find no notice of this event in the church records or in the newspapers of the time.”
Stories about Jones’s flags proliferated. By 1900, the captain’s least-reliable biographer was asserting that the “unconquered and unstricken flag” that went down with the Bon Homme Richard in Jones’s famous battle with the British warship Serapis had been made at a “quilting party” in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, from “slices” of women’s silk gowns. The white stripes came from “the bridal-dress” of a woman married to “a young officer in the New Hampshire line.” There are other stories about banners constructed from fragments of clothing. The most famous has to do with the display of an improvised flag flown at Fort Schuyler after the defeat of Burgoyne in 1777. One version says that the men of the fort stitched the flag, using strips of white cut from “ammunition shirts,” blue from an enemy cloak, and red from “different pieces of stuff procured from one and another of the garrison.” Another claims that the “ladies of the settlement and the wives of some of the American officers” made the flag from “their flannel petticoats, etc.”
Stories about American women sacrificing their own food, clothing, and bedding to supply the army had been a staple of antebellum narratives. In 1889, Benson Lossing reprinted a story he had originally published in 1850 describing a visit to Mrs. Anna Bailey, an aged Connecticut woman “familiarly known as ‘Mother Bailey,'” who recalled the British assault on Fort Griswold (led by the traitorous Benedict Arnold). “I saw the American flag that was flying over the southwest bastion shot down,” she recalled. This recollection turned her thoughts to the attack on New London during the War of 1812. She told Lossing that when one of the men at the fort came to her house in Groton seeking flannel for cannon cartridges, she “started out and collected all the little petticoats of children that she could find.” When he told her that was “not half enough,” she cut the string of her own petticoat and gave it to him. “It was a heavy new one, but I didn’t care for that,” the old lady told Lossing. “All I wanted was to see it go through the Englishmen’s insides!” The men at the fort said it was a shame to cut up such a petticoat. They would rather see it “fluttering at the mast-head” of a ship, “as an ensign under which to fight upon the broad ocean!” Lossing concluded, “This and other circumstances make Mrs. Bailey a woman of history.”
In the first half of the nineteenth century, Americans had been largely indifferent to flags. Those that survived moths and time were often cut up for souvenirs. But in the decades following the Civil War, the flag and its history became compelling topics. Old ladies not only told stories, they preserved and displayed the ragged remnants of flags they believed had been used in the Revolution, The Old-Time Farm House exhibit at the Philadelphia Centennial in 1876 included two Massachusetts squadron flags as well as powder horns, a cocked hat, a canteen, a pair of spurs, and a pistol. This was without question a “women’s exhibit,” yet it included war memorabilia alongside spinning wheels and cradles. In August 1877, five granddaughters of General John Stark carried “many personal relics intimately associated with their famous ancestor” to the Centennial of the Battle of Bennington. Among them was a canton of blue silk “much faded and cracked” with thirteen five-pointed stars painted on it. In 1927, the general’s great-great-granddaughter Jennie Osborne provided the Bennington Museum with an affidavit describing the flag and its descent from mother to daughters. “Since 1910 it has been in my possession,” she wrote, explaining that she kept it in her safe deposit box at the bank. “I have never examined it carefully until lately as I have had a feeling that it was very sacred and should be taken out only on special occasions.”
Ironically, Betsy’s story may have survived because there was no actual flag to confirm or undermine it. In contrast, the flag Mary Pickersgill made for Fort McHenry survives in all its tattered glory, though the story of its manufacture is little known. When Pickersgill’s daughter Caroline Purdy heard that the flag that inspired the National Anthem was going to be exhibited in Philadelphia in 1876, she wrote Georgianna Appleton, who had inherited the flag from her father, George Armistead, the commander at Fort McHenry during the War of 1812. “I take the liberty to send you a few particulars about the ‘Flag,'” she wrote. “It was made by my mother, Mrs. Mary Pickersgill, and I assisted her. My grandmother, Rebecca Young made the first flag of the Revolution, (under General Washington’s direction) and for this reason my mother was selected by Commo. Barney and George Stricker (family connections), to make this ‘Star-Spangled Banner’ which she did, being an exceedingly patriotic woman.”
The themes in Purdy’s story are much like those in other nineteenth-century flag stories. She emphasized her mother’s work ethic and skill and the approbation of the men who commissioned the flag. The result of her mother’s labors, she believed, had four hundred yards of bunting, and her mother had “worked many nights until 12 o’clock to complete it in the given time.” The flag was so big Pickersgill had to get permissions from a nearby brewery to lay it out in their malt house. Purdy, who was then thirteen years old, assisted in the work. She remembered seeing her mother “down on the floor placing the stars,” and she insisted on “topping it” herself to make sure that in the heat of battle it would not be “torn away by balls.” History confirmed the wisdom of her decision. The flag survived, not only because of the bravery of the fort’s defenders but also because of her secure stitching. The commander of the fort was so pleased that he “declared that no one but the maker of the flag should mend it, and requested the rents be merely bound round” as a memorial to the fort’s night of glory.
No one questioned Purdy’s claim that her mother made the star-spangled banner, but the comment that her grandmother, Rebecca Young, “made the first flag of the Revolution” caused some confusion. In 1894, a New York Times article on Fort McHenry said that “Mrs. Mary Pickersgill, who forty-seven years later made the flag in Baltimore that inspired Key’s lines, was the daughter of Betsy Ross, whose work from the design of Gen. Washington was adopted by Congress.” So it was that Betsy Ross became famous and Rebecca Young and her daughter were forgotten. One could argue that Young was simply unlucky in leaving so few descendants willing to press her case. Or perhaps the stories she told her children were less dramatic, less insistent.
To appreciate the triumph of Betsy Ross, we need to appreciate how many stories women told in the decades after the Revolution. Historians are now beginning to recapture this lost archive, a repository of oral tradition that, like the slave stories gathered by the WPA, offers a complex mixture of history and memory. As Carol Berkin has written, “These stories of Revolutionary War heroines reveal surprising humor and resourcefulness. In them, young girls chew and swallow documents rather than have them discovered by the enemy; middle-aged women listen at keyholes to spy on military planning sessions; and old women serve liquor to soldiers and rob them of their guns.” To use such material requires much sifting, much sorting, and more sophisticated analysis than most scholars have yet undertaken.
Betsy Ross and Veneration of the Flag
In 1989, Michael Frisch tried a now famous experiment with students in his introductory American history course. At the beginning of the semester, he gave them a simple test. Part one asked them to write down the first ten names that came to their minds at the prompt, “American history from the beginning to the Civil War.” Not surprisingly, George Washington topped the list, followed by Abraham Lincoln, Thomas Jefferson, and other national heroes. Then he asked them to do the same thing again, this time excluding “presidents, generals, and statesmen.” In seven out of eight years, Betsy Ross was number one. The year he neglected to exclude “statesman,” she came in second to Benjamin Franklin. No other woman came close. When I tried the same experiment in the early 1990s with my own students at the University of New Hampshire, I got almost identical results.
Frisch argues that Betsy Ross endures because of her association with our “most inclusive symbol of national identity,” the flag. If George Washington is the father of the country “then surely Betsy Ross exists symbolically as the mother, who gives birth to our collective symbol.” Indeed, in America’s “civil religion” she occupies very much the position of the Virgin Mary in the Christian story. In the classic version of the Ross legend, as in the biblical story of Mary, an ordinary woman “is visited by a distant god, and commanded to be the vehicle, through their collaboration, of a divine creation. And indeed, in the classroom pageants enacted by generations of American schoolchildren over the past century, that is exactly what we see: Washington calls on the humble seamstress Betsy Ross in her tiny home and asks her if she will make the nation’s flag, to his design. And Betsy promptly brings forth—from her lap!—the flag, the nation itself, and the promise of freedom and natural rights for all mankind.”
If the religious symbolism seems far-fetched, consider an 1892 painting by Charles Weisgerber, still featured on the Betsy Ross House Website. The flag maker sits with the flag in her lap as streams of light enter from an open window linking her to the three bewigged men on the other side of the room. This is not just a patriotic illustration. It is an Annunciation.
To understand the power of the Betsy Ross story, we need to consider the historical circumstances that transformed a fragment of personal and family history into a quasi-religious epiphany. When Canby read his paper before the Pennsylvania Historical Society, the nation had just emerged from civil war and was preparing to celebrate its centennial. At the time, there were several competing ways of representing the place of women in the American Revolution. Among them was the cluster of associations embodied in the iconic Goddess of Liberty.
In the Revolutionary era, engravers pictured Liberty with a floppy cap perched on the end of a pole. These symbols derived from an ancient Roman ceremony in which a slave about to be freed was touched with a rod (the vindicata) and given a soft hat or pileus symbolizing free status. After abolitionists adopted her, the Goddess of Liberty became politically controversial. The original sketch for the statue on the dome of the United States Capitol featured the goddess with her Phrygian cap, but when the cabinet member responsible for overseeing the project objected, the designer obediently removed it. Jefferson Davis insisted that the ancient symbolism of the freed slave was “inappropriate to a people who were born free and would not be enslaved.” In 1870, a socialist uprising in Paris added a new layer of radicalism to Liberty’s cap. In May of 1871, Harper’s Weekly dismissed the women of the Paris Commune as “ten times more cruel and unreasonable than the men.” An accompanying illustration showed a crowd of “female avengers . . . with a high priestess in the middle crowned with the orthodox red cap of Liberty.
Meanwhile, noisy activists were disrupting America’s own civic ceremonies. On July 4, 1876, Susan B. Anthony and three of her compatriots interrupted the all-male program at Independence Hall by walking down the aisle and presenting a women’s “Declaration of Rights” that accused the nation of violating its own Constitution by denying women the right of trial by jury and by taxing them while denying them representation. When a much tamed Statue of Liberty was finally dedicated in New York harbor in 1886, Lillie Devereaux Blake, one of the women who had joined Anthony in Philadelphia ten years before, chartered a boat for two hundred members of the New York Women’s Suffrage Association. As the New York Times reported, “Immediately after the veil had been drawn from before Liberty’s face Mrs. Blake called an indignation meeting on the lower deck. After denouncing the ceremonies just witnessed as a farce she offered resolutions declaring ‘that in erecting a statue of Liberty embodied as a woman in a land where no woman has political liberty men have shown a delightful inconsistency which excites the wonder and admiration of the opposite sex.'”
In contrast to Liberty, Betsy Ross excited little controversy. She appeared to affirm both the nation’s devotion to freedom and the power of white women to shape history.
Weisgerber’s painting, seen by millions of visitors to the Chicago World’s Fair, thus reinforced a growing movement to venerate Betsy Ross and the flag. There were many forces at work: expanding immigration, the creation of new patriotic honor societies, contentious political campaigns, the threat of European socialism, and the triumph of United States military actions abroad. Together they fed the desire for a single, compelling national symbol—and an equally compelling story to go with it.
On Flag Day in 1894, the Pennsylvania Society of the Colonial Dames of America gathered five hundred schoolchildren at a ceremony honoring “the adoption by Congress . . . of the flag made by Betsy Ross from the design submitted to her by Gen. Washington.” The flag-veneration movement and the Betsy Ross legend grew together. By 1895, ten states had passed laws requiring public schools to display the flag on ordinary days as well as on holidays. In 1897, the New York City public schools ordered thousands of copies of Weisgerber’s painting. As the New York Times reported, “It is thought that the representation which is declared historically correct, together with such lectures as the teachers may deliver, will add much to the pupil’s knowledge and keep alive a proper reverence for the country’s emblem.”
After the nation’s quick victory in the Spanish-American war, flags flew everywhere. Americans raised a one-hundred-twenty- by forty-three-foot flag over Havana in 1899, and when a victorious Admiral George Dewey returned from Manila his ship trailed a banner over five-hundred-feet long. On “Dewey Day” in St. Paul, Minnesota, in 1899, historical tableaus staged at a local church included a scene of Betsy making the first flag. On Memorial Day in Philadelphia that same year, people decorated Betsy’s grave as well as those of Union and Confederate soldiers.
In Philadelphia, veneration for the flag stimulated a movement to rescue the house on Arch Street long thought to have been Betsy’s when Washington came calling. The entrepreneurial Weisgerber, a charter member of the American Flag House and Betsy Ross Memorial Association, launched a national campaign targeted in part at schoolchildren. For ten cents, contributors received a lithographed certificate and a copy of his 1893 picture. The Ross Memorial Association claimed that over two million persons, many of them children, contributed to the restoration.
Weisgerber lived in the Flag House with his family until 1932, supporting himself in part by selling souvenirs. He even christened a son Vexil Domus, Latin for “home of the flag.” Visitors to the house had the pleasure of hearing little Vexil declaim the speeches of Patrick Henry, Nathan Hale, and other patriots as he stood on the shop counter. In 1937, an enlarged house, refurbished with a grant from Philadelphia businessman A. Atwater Kent, opened to the public. In 1941, the Betsy Ross Association deeded the house to the city of Philadelphia.
By the turn of the twentieth century, an association with Betsy Ross was almost as good as a meeting with George Washington. In 1900, a New Haven journal published Katharine Prescott Bennett’s recollections of stories that an aged relative had told her about their ancestor Rebecca Sherman, the wife of Connecticut’s representative to the Continental Congress. The old woman claimed that when “George Washington designed and ordered the new flag to be made by Betsy Ross, nothing would satisfy Aunt Rebecca but to go and see it in the works, and there she had the privilege of sewing some of the stars on the very first flag of the young Nation. Perhaps because of this experience, she was chosen and requested to make the first flag ever made in the state of Connecticut—which she did, assisted by Mrs. Wooster. This fact is officially recorded.” The story not only linked Sherman with Ross. It used that association to justify and explain the woman’s own claims as a flag maker.
In 1912 Bennett’s story reappeared in a popular history of early American women. And in 2004, journalist Cokie Roberts repeated it in her book Founding Mothers: The Women Who Raised Our Nation. Roberts acknowledged that historians doubted the Betsy Ross story, but in her view Bennett’s 1900 report of a story she got from an aged aunt who got it from Sherman’s own lips was “fairly close to a contemporaneous account.”
Betsy Ross will not go away because she gives women a part in the revolutionary narrative without disrupting its heroic outlines. Our national story does indeed focus on “presidents, generals, and statesmen,” but it also demands a role for ordinary people who sustained the patriot cause. If Paul Revere is a stand-in for the common man, Betsy represents the common woman. Her story is democratic. Unlike the allegorical Liberty, she was a flesh and blood woman—an ordinary woman—who by applying her own ingenuity and skill gave our nation its flag. Or so we would like to believe. But Betsy became famous, not because of what she did or did not do in the 1770s, but because her story embodied nineteenth-century ideas about the place of women. As told by Canby, her story was patriotic yet safe from the rough and tumble of politics. In the hands of her preservers, she challenged George Washington’s design for the flag, but she did not challenge a gender division of labor that put needles in the hands of little girls and guns on the shoulders of their brothers.
The flag-veneration movement simultaneously elevated and absorbed the stories William Canby and others gathered. In their original form, these stories were fragments in a collective oral history of the American Revolution, a largely local enterprise in which groups gathered relics into museums and historical societies and preserved stories about ordinary people, stories that had both the strengths and the weaknesses of their origins in a participatory public culture. Women’s stories encompassed many themes, but they were animated by civic pride and an insistence that women, no less than men, created a new nation. In comparison with these early stories, the Betsy Ross who emerged in the late nineteenth century seems less individual, more iconic, more a product of triumphal nationalism than of a proud and locally grounded republic.
Whether she can sustain her fame for another century is uncertain. In the fall of 2004, I tried Michael Frisch’s test on two hundred Harvard students. Their responses to the first question were almost exactly the same as in New Hampshire ten years before, but when I gave them the second question, there was an audible gasp in the room. The students had no trouble identifying the Founding Fathers, but they had a hard time coming up with the name of anyone who was not a president, general, or statesman. Perhaps acknowledging my presence in the room, a few quickly wrote, “Mrs. Washington,” “Mrs. Lincoln,” and “Mrs. Adams,” but there were a lot of blanks on these papers. In the end Paul Revere came in first and Betsy Ross dropped to seventh, though the answers were so scattered, it is hard to determine significance. The debunkers may be winning, though so far there appears to be nothing to take Betsy’s place.
Further Reading:
Two short and very accessible histories of the flag are: Lonn Taylor, The Star-Spangled Banner: The Flag that Inspired the National Anthem (Washington, D.C., 2000) and Karal Ann Marling, Old Glory: Unfurling History (Boston and London, 2004). Longer studies include: William Rea Furlong and Byron McCandless, So Proudly We Hail: The History of the United States Flag (Washington, D.C., 1981); Michael Frisch, A Shared Authority: Essays on the Craft and Meaning of Oral and Public History (Albany, N.Y., 1990); Robert Justin Goldstein, Saving ‘Old Glory’: The History of the American Flag Desecration Controversy (Boulder, San Francisco, and Oxford, 1995).
This article originally appeared in issue 8.1 (October, 2007).
Laurel Thatcher Ulrich teaches history at Harvard University. Her latest book is Well-behaved Women Seldom Make History (2007).