



this nation cannot exist,
half slave half free
Let sleeping dogs lie...
In
the early 1800’s, particularly in the 1830’s, the
Reformers
began to work for temperance (anti-alcohol)
and eventually abolition.
Early white abolitionists included William Lloyd Garrison
(The Liberator) and Theodore Weld and Harriet Beecher Stowe
(Uncle Tom’s Cabin). Freed slaves
such as Frederick Douglass (The North Star) and Harriet Tubman (Underground Railroad) became active in the
movement.
One
result of this humanitarian
trend was a school of writers called the transcendentalists. The doctrine of
self- reliance and individualism developed through the belief in the
identification of the individual soul with God.
Transcendentalism was intimately connected with
Harriet Beecher Stowe
Harriet
Beecher Stowe's novel Uncle Tom's Cabin was the most popular American
book of the 19th century. Its passionate appeal for an end to slavery in the
Stowe
was herself of old New England Puritan stock. Her father, brother, and husband
all were well- known Protestant clergymen and reformers. Stowe conceived the
idea of the novel -- in a vision of an old, ragged slave being beaten -- as she
participated in a church service. Later, she said that the novel was inspired
and "written by God." Her motive was the religious passion to reform
life by making it more godly. The Romantic period had ushered in an era of
feeling: The virtues of family and love reigned supreme. Stowe's novel attacked
slavery precisely because it violated domestic values.
Uncle
Tom, the slave and central character, is a martyr who labors to convert his
kind master, St. Clare, prays for St. Clare's soul as he dies, and is killed
defending slave women. Slavery is depicted as evil because it divides families
and destroys normal parental love. The most touching scenes show an agonized
slave mother unable to help her screaming child and a father sold away from his
family.
Stowe's
novel was not originally intended as an attack on the South; in fact, Stowe had
visited the South, liked southerners, and portrayed them kindly. Southern slave
owners are good masters and treat Tom well. St. Clare personally abhors slavery
and intends to free all of his slaves. The evil master Simon Legree, on the other hand, is a northerner and the villain.
Ironically, the novel was meant to reconcile the North and South, which were
drifting toward the Civil War a decade away.
Frederick Douglass
The
most famous black American anti-slavery leader and orator of the era, Frederick
Douglass was born a slave on a
In
1845, he published his Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, An
American Slave. The search for
identity, anger against discrimination, and sense of living an invisible,
hunted, underground life unacknowledged by the white majority have recurred in
the works of such 20th- century black American authors as Richard Wright, James
Baldwin, Ralph Ellison, and Toni Morrison.
Homework Assignment
#14
1. Discuss the 2nd Great Awakening.
2. Discuss the Benevolent
Empire.
3. Discuss
Transcendentalism.
4. Discuss the work of Henry David Thoreau.
5. Discuss the work of the Margaret Fuller and
Elizabeth Cady Stanton.
6. Discuss the work of Frederic Douglass and
Sojourner Truth.
7. Discuss why Abraham Lincoln said, “so this is
the little lady who started to Civil War” (when speaking to Harriet Beecher
Stowe.)
Slavery caused all of this?
Much discussion has occurred through history as to the
causes of the Civil War. At the top of
this list is the role of slavery. Did
slavery cause the war? Some say no -
it was the variety of economic differences between the North and the South that
brought it on - slavery being just one of those. Of course it did say others - there really
was no other issue! This matter will not
be decided for certain except for two very important distinctions. First of all, though there were many issues
that served to divide the North and South, no single issue brought on so
much emotional energy and proved impossible to solve. Second, from the very beginning with the
Declaration of Independence right through the Jackson Presidency in the 1830's,
slavery was always put on the backburner in order for the two regions to be
able to compromise on their differences.
For whatever reason, from the 1840's on through the 1850's, it was an
issue that would not go away and could not be put into the background.
How ‘bout you do your
thing and I’ll do mine...
As the nation developed throughout the early
1800’s, the differences between the sections (sectionalism) became progressively greater. Inventor Eli Whitney is a good example
of the widening split between the North and South. His invention of interchangeable parts
for gun manufacture eventually would lead to the factory system in the
industrializing north, while his cotton gin made cotton a
lucrative proposition in the



Can’t we just work this
out?
The
issues that divided the North and South led to a series of compromise attempts,
as new states came into the union and continually changed the voting balance in
Congress. Between 1790 and 1820, the
tendency was to bring in new states in alternating fashion (N/S) until the
§
“There are a lot of trees
and I have a lot of rope...”
The
Tariffs of 1828 (Tariff of Abominations) and 1832 led to a crisis for the Union
as South Carolina threatened to declare them null and void (John C. Calhoun - Expressions and Expositions of
South Carolina). Daniel Webster
debated in the Senate on the need to preserve the
Why don’t you all decide?
After
the War with
§
a stronger Fugitive
Slave Law to satisfy the South, allowing slave owners more power in
attempting to reclaim escaped slaves.
§
For the rest of
the Mexican Cession (
In 1854, the Kansas- Nebraska Act would apply this concept to the territories of

Are you serious, Roger?
In
1857, the Dred Scott case
was decided in the Supreme Court. Dred Scott was slave from
The
Last Moments of John Brown – Thomas Hovenden
Anybody but that guy!

In 1860, the attempts at
compromise came apart with the election of the first Republican president, Abraham
Lincoln.
Homework Assignment #15
1. Discuss the difference of opinion as to the
role slavery played in the coming of the Civil
War.
2. Discuss how early inventions
contributed to the widening gap between the North and the
South.
3. Discuss the following:
a.
b.
Tariff Crisis of 1830
c.
Compromise of 1850
d.
Kansas-Nebraska Act
e.
Dred Scott
f.
John Brown
4. Discuss the Election of 1860.
A new beginning?
·
With the election
of Abraham Lincoln,
Upper South

·
The Upper
South states (
·
The
What would
The North and South each
had distinct advantages and disadvantages in fighting the Civil War.

The North
had:
·
the lion's share
of industrial capability (steel and textiles),
·
the larger population
(the South was unable to use their slaves to fight),
·
better transportation
(railroads, canals, roads),
·
a central government (President Lincoln,
an established draft, banks),
·
an established army
and navy, and
·
most of the
countries grain and food production.
The South
had:
·
the better generals
(Robert E. Lee and Stonewall Jackson),
·
the better cause
(fighting for their personal freedom),
·
the ability to
fight a defensive war, and
·
the familiarity of
the land as most battles were
fought in the South.
Though the South had King
Cotton, it was only effective if they could get their crops to
General war
strategy will have a lot to do with each side's success throughout the
war.
·
The South
was fighting a defensive war, so they were able to use their better
generals, soldiers and strategy to achieve many victories early in the
war. They planned to defend their land
and test the resolve of the North.
·
The North strove to control
the
As the war went longer
and longer and became a war of attrition and production, the
industrial and population advantages of the North began to wear down the South
and eventually led to their demise.
Homework Assignment #16
1. Discuss the response
of the
2. Discuss the response of the Upper South to
secession.
3. Why were the
4. How did
5. Discuss the advantages of the North.
6. Discuss the advantages of the South.
7. Discuss the general war
strategy of the sides in the war.
from The Red Badge of Courage – by
Stephen Crane (Chapter 9)
The youth fell back in the procession until the tattered
soldier was not in sight. Then he started to walk on with the others.
But he was amid wounds. The mob of men was bleeding.
Because of the tattered soldier's question he now felt that his shame could be
viewed. He was continually casting sidelong glances to see if the men were
contemplating the letters of guilt he felt burned into his brow.
At times he regarded the wounded soldiers in an envious
way. He conceived persons with torn bodies to be peculiarly happy. He wished
that he, too, had a wound, a red badge of courage.
The spectral soldier was at his side like a stalking reproach.
The man's eyes were still fixed in a stare into the unknown. His gray,
appalling face had attracted attention in the crowd, and men, slowing to his
dreary pace, were walking with him. They were discussing his plight,
questioning him and giving him advice. In a dogged way he repelled them,
signing to them to go on and leave him alone. The shadows of his face were
deepening and his tight lips seemed holding in check the moan of great despair.
There could be seen a certain stiffness in the movements of his body, as if he
were taking infinite care not to arouse the passion of his wounds. As he went
on, he seemed always looking for a place, like one who goes to choose a grave.
Something in the gesture of the man as he waved the
bloody and pitying soldiers away made the youth start as if bitten. He yelled
in horror. Tottering forward he laid a quivering hand upon the man's arm. As
the latter slowly turned his waxlike features toward
him the youth screamed:
"Gawd! Jim Conklin!"
The tall soldier made a little commonplace smile.
"Hello, Henry," he said.
The youth swayed on his legs and glared strangely. He
stuttered and stammered. "Oh, Jim--oh, Jim--oh, Jim--"
The tall soldier held out his gory hand. There was a
curious red and black combination of new blood and old blood upon it.
"Where yeh been, Henry?" he asked. He
continued in a monotonous voice, "I thought mebbe
yeh got keeled over. There 's been thunder t' pay
t'-day. I was worryin' about it a good deal."
The youth still lamented. "Oh, Jim--oh, Jim--oh,
Jim--"
"Yeh know," said the
tall soldier, "I was out there." He made a careful gesture.
"An', Lord, what a circus! An', b'jiminey, I got
shot--I got shot. Yes, b'jiminey, I got shot."
He reiterated this fact in a bewildered way, as if he did not know how it came
about.
The youth put forth anxious arms to assist him, but the
tall soldier went firmly as if propelled. Since the youth's arrival as a
guardian for his friend, the other wounded men had ceased to display much
interest. They occupied themselves again in dragging their own tragedies toward
the rear.
Suddenly, as the two friends marched on, the tall
soldier seemed to be overcome by a tremor. His face turned to a semblance of
gray paste. He clutched the youth's arm and looked all about him, as if
dreading to be overheard. Then he began to speak in a shaking whisper:
"I tell yeh what I'm 'fraid of, Henry--I'll tell yeh
what I'm 'fraid of. I 'm 'fraid
I 'll fall down--an' them yeh
know - them damned artillery wagons--they like as not 'll
run over me. That 's what I 'm 'fraid of--"
The youth cried out to him hysterically: "I 'll take care of yeh, Jim! I 'll take care of yeh! I swear t' Gawd I will!"
"Sure--will yeh,
Henry?" the tall soldier beseeched.
"Yes--yes--I tell yeh--I'll
take care of yeh, Jim!" protested the youth. He
could not speak accurately because of the gulpings in
his throat.
But the tall soldier continued to beg in a lowly way. He
now hung babelike to the youth's arm. His eyes rolled
in the wildness of his terror. "I was allus a
good friend t' yeh, wa'n't
I, Henry? I 've allus been
a pretty good feller, ain't I? An' it ain't much t' ask, is it? Jest t' pull me along outer th' road? I'd do it fer you,
wouldn't I, Henry?"
He paused in piteous anxiety to await his friend's
reply.
The youth had reached an anguish where the sobs scorched
him. He strove to express his loyalty, but he could only make fantastic
gestures.
However, the tall soldier seemed suddenly to forget all
those fears. He became again the grim, stalking specter of a soldier. He went
stonily forward. The youth wished his friend to lean upon him, but the other
always shook his head and strangely protested. "No--no--no--leave me
be--leave me be--"
His look was fixed again upon the unknown. He moved with
mysterious purpose, and all of the youth's offers he brushed aside.
"No--no--leave me be--leave me be--"
The youth had to follow.
Presently the latter heard a voice talking softly near
his shoulder. Turning he saw that it belonged to the tattered soldier. "Ye'd better take 'im outa th' road, pardner. There's a batt'ry comin' helitywhoop down th' road an' he 'll git runned over. He 's a goner
anyhow in about five minutes--yeh kin see that. Ye 'd
better take 'im outa th' road. Where th' blazes does
hi git his stren'th
from?"
"Lord knows!" cried the youth. He was shaking
his hands helplessly.
He ran forward presently and grasped the tall soldier by
the arm. "Jim! Jim!" he coaxed, "come with me."
The tall soldier weakly tried to wrench himself free.
"Huh," he said vacantly. He stared at the youth for a moment. At last
he spoke as if dimly comprehending. "Oh! Inteh th' fields? Oh!"
He started blindly through the grass.
The youth turned once to look at the lashing riders and
jouncing guns of the battery. He was startled from this view by a shrill outcry
from the tattered man.
"Gawd! He's runnin'!"
Turning his head swiftly, the youth saw his friend
running in a staggering and stumbling way toward a little clump of bushes. His
heart seemed to wrench itself almost free from his body at this sight. He made
a noise of pain. He and the tattered man began a pursuit. There was a singular
race.
When he overtook the tall soldier he began to plead with
all the words he could find. "Jim--Jim--what are you doing--what makes you
do this way--you'll hurt yerself."
The same purpose was in the tall soldier's face. He
protested in a dulled way, keeping his eyes fastened on the mystic place of his
intentions. "No--no--don't tech me--leave me be--leave me be--"
The youth, aghast and filled with wonder at the tall
soldier, began quaveringly to question him.
"Where yeh goin', Jim?
What you thinking about? Where you going? Tell me, won't you, Jim?"
The tall soldier faced about as upon relentless
pursuers. In his eyes there was a great appeal. "Leave me be, can't yeh? Leave me be for a minnit."
The youth recoiled. "Why, Jim," he said, in a
dazed way, "what 's the matter with you?"
The tall soldier turned and, lurching dangerously, went
on. The youth and the tattered soldier followed, sneaking as if whipped,
feeling unable to face the stricken man if he should again confront them. They
began to have thoughts of a solemn ceremony. There was something rite-like in
these movements of the doomed soldier. And there was a resemblance in him to a
devotee of a mad religion, blood-sucking, muscle-wrenching, bone-crushing. They
were awed and afraid. They hung back lest he have at command a dreadful weapon.
At last, they saw him stop and stand motionless.
Hastening up, they perceived that his face wore an expression telling that he
had at last found the place for which he had struggled. His spare figure was
erect; his bloody hands were quietly at his side. He was waiting with patience
for something that he had come to meet. He was at the rendezvous. They paused
and stood, expectant.
There was a silence.
Finally, the chest of the doomed soldier began to heave
with a strained motion. It increased in violence until it was as if an animal
was within and was kicking and tumbling furiously to be free. This spectacle of gradual strangulation made
the youth writhe, and once as his friend rolled his eyes, he saw something in
them that made him sink wailing to the ground. He raised his voice in a last
supreme call.
"Jim--Jim--Jim--"
The tall soldier opened his lips and spoke. He made a
gesture. "Leave me be--don't tech me--leave me be--"
There was another silence while he waited.
Suddenly his form stiffened and straightened. Then it
was shaken by a prolonged ague. He stared into space. To the two watchers there
was a curious and profound dignity in the firm lines of his awful face.
He was invaded by a creeping strangeness that slowly
enveloped him. For a moment the tremor of his legs caused him to dance a sort
of hideous hornpipe. His arms beat wildly about his head in expression of implike enthusiasm.
His tall figure stretched itself to its full height.
There was a slight rending sound. Then it began to swing forward, slow and
straight, in the manner of a falling tree. A swift muscular contortion made the
left shoulder strike the ground first.
The body seemed to bounce a little way from the earth.
"God!" said the tattered soldier.
The youth had watched, spellbound, this ceremony at the
place of meeting. His face had been twisted into an expression of every agony
he had imagined for his friend.
He now sprang to his feet and, going closer, gazed upon the
pastelike face. The mouth was open and the teeth
showed in a laugh. As the flap of the
blue jacket fell away from the body, he could see that the side looked as if it
had been chewed by wolves.
The youth turned, with sudden, livid rage, toward the battlefield.
He shook his fist. He seemed about to deliver a philippic.
"Hell--"
The red sun was pasted in the sky like a wafer.
Sullivan Ballou Letter (The
reality of war hits – people die.)
July the 14th, 1861, Washington DC
My very dear Sarah:
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a
few days - perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write you again, I
feel impelled to write lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no
more. Our
movement may be one of a few days duration and full of pleasure - and it may be
one of severe conflict and death to me. Not my will, but thine
0 God, be done.
If it is
necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for my country, I am ready. I
have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in, the cause in which I am
engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American
Civilization now leans upon the triumph of the Government, and how great a debt
we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the
Revolution. And I am willing - perfectly willing - to lay down all my joys in
this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt.
But, my dear wife, when I know that with my own joys I
lay down nearly all of yours, and replace them in this life with cares and
sorrows - when, after having eaten for long years the bitter fruit of orphanage
myself, I must offer it as their only sustenance to my dear little children -
is it weak or dishonorable, while the banner of my purpose floats calmly and
proudly in the breeze, that my unbounded love for you, my darling wife and
children, should struggle in fierce, though useless, contest with my love of
country?
I cannot describe to you my feelings on this calm summer
night, when two thousand men are sleeping around me, many of them enjoying the
last, perhaps, before that of death -- and I, suspicious that Death is creeping
behind me with his fatal dart, am communing with God, my country, and thee.
I have sought most closely and diligently, and often in
my breast, for a wrong motive in thus hazarding the happiness of those I loved
and I could not find one. A pure love of my country and of the principles have
often advocated before the people and "the name of honor that I love more
than I fear death" have called upon me, and I have obeyed.
Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me
to you with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my
love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly on
with all these chains to the battlefield.
The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with
you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I
have enjoyed them so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to
ashes the hopes of future years, when God willing, we might still have lived
and loved together and seen our sons grow up to honorable manhood around us. I
have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something
whispers to me - perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar -- that I
shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not, my dear Sarah, never
forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the
battlefield, it will whisper your name.
Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused
you. How thoughtless and foolish I have oftentimes been! How gladly would I
wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness, and struggle with
all the misfortune of this world, to shield you and my children from harm. But
I cannot. I must watch you from the spirit land and hover near you, while you
buffet the storms with your precious little freight, and wait with sad patience
till we meet to part no more.
But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth
and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the
garish day and in the darkest night -- amidst your happiest scenes and
gloomiest hours - always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your
cheek, it shall be my breath; or the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it
shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah,
do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet
again.
As for my little boys, they will grow as I have done,
and never know a father's love and care. Little Willie is too young to remember
me long, and my blue eyed Edgar will keep my frolics with him among the dimmest
memories of his childhood. Sarah, I have unlimited confidence in your maternal care
and your development of their characters. Tell my two mothers his and hers I
call God's blessing upon them. O Sarah, I wait for you there! Come to me, and
lead thither my children.

Sullivan
In class journal:
You ate at the foot of the Vietnam Wall.
Leave a letter to you loved one who is on the wall.
Four score and seven years ago, our fathers brought
forth upon this continent a new nation: conceived in liberty, and dedicated to
the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war. . .testing
whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated. . . can long
endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war.
We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a
final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might
live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate. . .we cannot
consecrate. . . we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead,
who struggled here have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or
detract. The world will little note, nor long remember, what we say here, but
it can never forget what they did here.
It is
for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they
who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here
dedicated to the great task remaining before us. . .that from these honored
dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full
measure of devotion. . . that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not
have died in vain. . . that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of
freedom. . . and that government of the people. . .by the people. . .for the
people. . . shall not perish from the earth.
In class journal: It is
2005 and you are the Mayor of Shanksville,
Pennsylvania. You have been given the
job of dedicating both the field and the new memorial for the September 11
victims/heroes on Flight 93. Your speech
is to be only 4 minute long. What will
you say? Try to connect their actions to
a larger cause, which the rest of us can continue (just as Lincoln did in
Gettysburg.)
Mathew Brady, along with Alexander Gardner and Timothy
O’Sullivan, used the camera as a means of recording a history of the Civil
War. The ultimate in Realist literature,
there was no hiding the brutality and death in war. Brady eventually sold his picture to the U.S,
government, and they are currently house in the Library of Congress.


O’Sullivan –
In class journal: What is
Winslow Homer saying about the Confederate prisoners and the Union captain in
his painting, Prisoners From the Front?


In his painting, Veteran
in a Field, Homer shows the difficulty in getting back to life after the
Civil War. Look in particular for the
images of death that still haunt this northern veteran.
Reconstruction, the period following the Civil War, lasted from 1865 to 1877. The term refers to the process the government used to readmit the defeated southern states to the Union. Complicating the process was the different ideas about reconstruction held by Abraham Lincoln, Andrew Johnson and the Radical Republicans in Congress.
§
Lincoln’s Plan for
Reconstruction called more
lenient treatment of the Confederate states.
The government would pardon all Confederates, except high ranking
officials, who would take an oath of allegiance to the Union. Only the passage of the 13th
amendment abolishing slavery would be expected.
§
The Radical
Republicans in Congress felt Lincoln’s plan was too lenient and that
they were responsible for implementing reconstruction. They passed the Wade-Davis Bill
in 1864, which was much tougher on the South.
After the assassination of President Lincoln in 1865, Andrew
Johnson took over as President.
In practice he was not as tough on the South as Radical Republicans
wanted. Johnson pardoned more than
13,000 former Confederates because he believed that “white men alone
should manage the South.” He did not
believe in the extension of the vote to black men.
Now we’re in charge!
The Radical Republicans in
Congress passed two laws in 1866 to remedy weaknesses in Johnson’s plan. They voted to extend and enlarge the Freedmen’s
Bureau, which assisted freed slaves by setting up hospitals, schools,
and training institutes. They also
passed the Civil Rights Act of 1866, which gave African-Americans
citizenship and forbade states from passing discriminatory laws against blacks
(Black Codes). Johnson shocked
everybody when he vetoed both bills as unconstitutional.
The Reconstruction
Act of 1867 set up Congressional Reconstruction. The Congress refused
to recognize all of the states who had been readmitted under Lincoln’s and
Johnson’s plans, except for Tennessee who had ratified the 14th
Amendment. The other ten states were
divided into 5 military districts, each headed by a Union
general. The act required the states to
grant suffrage to African American men and passage of the 14th
Amendment. Johnson vetoed the
bill, but was overridden. In 1870, the 15th
Amendment was ratified to protect the new gains made for black
suffrage.
In
1867, Congress went after President Johnson by impeaching him and put on
trial in 1868. The Senate fell just one
vote short of the 2/3 majority needed for conviction.
Homework Assignment # 20
1. Discuss Lincoln’s Plan
for Reconstruction.
2. Discuss the actions of
Andrew Johnson concerning Reconstruction.
3. Discuss the Radical
Republicans reaction to the weaknesses in Johnson’s plan.
a.
b.
4. Discuss Congressional
Reconstruction.
5. Discuss how the South began to reinstitute a
class system.
a.
b.
c.