One Hundred Years and a Day
A hundred years ago yesterday, President Woodrow Wilson signed the act that created the National Park Service.* I've spent many happy hours at facilities run by the NPS. I look forward to spending many more. So I'd feel bad about sending the agency the equivalent of a belated birthday card, if it weren't for the fact that the National Park Service Organic Act of 1916 simply gave structure to a movement that was already in progress. The Yosemite Grant Act of 1864 set aside wilderness for public use for the first time. Yellowstone National Park was formed eight years later.
In recognition of the events that led up to the creation of the Park Service, let me share with you a book review I first posted in 2013:
Seed of the Future: Yosemite and the Evolution of the National Park Idea is a beautiful book, with gorgeous pictures and heavy paper that made me hesitate to underline and write in the margins.**
It is also an excellent work of history. Written by award-winning filmmaker and writer Dayton Duncan in conjunction with the Yosemite Conservancy, Seed of the Future tells the story of the National Parks System through the lens of the Yosemite Land Grant, which pre-dated the creation of Yellowstone as the first national park by eight years. (Who knew?)
The Yosemite story as Duncan tells it is one of natural marvels, national pride, successful PR, political infighting, attempted land grabs, and determined individuals. Teddy Roosevelt and naturalist John Muir make their expected appearances. Ralph Waldo Emerson and landscape architect Frederick Law Olmsted play unexpected roles. (Unexpected to me at any rate.) The park's first guardian, Galen Clark, is heroic in his dedication.
The heart of the story is not the action or the characters--gripping though they are--but the development of a new idea about public space. Today the idea of preserving wild areas for public use is so common that we take it for granted.*** When Congress passed the Yosemite Grant Act in 1864, the idea of saving wilderness for public use was unheard of. Distributing public land for private use was more common, at least in the United States. The Homestead Act that allowed the head of a household to claim 160 acres with little more than sweat equity was passed only two years before. The Yosemite Grant Act occurred in a narrow space where ideas about democracy, wilderness, the Sublime, tourism and health came together.
If you're interested in national parks, American history, or how big ideas are created from many small ones, you'll enjoy Seed of the Future. Even if all you do is look at the pictures.
*It was also the 55th anniversary of the creation of the Berlin Wall. An anniversary worth remembering for other reasons. Let's talk.
** How do you have a conversation with a book if you don't mark it up? And more important from your perspective, how do I remember what I want to say in a blog post?
***Taking preservation for granted is dangerous. Like many of our liberties, the idea of preservation must itself be protected.
Custer’s Last Stand?
Sometimes I think that no matter how much we may know about history as individuals, collectively we know nothing at all.
Case in point: Custer's Last Stand.
I am currently working on an article that is about a painting about the event that you and I have always known as Custer's Last Stand.* I went into the piece with only the vaguest sense of the historical event, something I felt no shame about because American history is not my field.** Here is what I had going in:
- Custer was a Civil War hero, and as problematic after the war as that other Civil War hero, Ulysses S. Grant. Though not the same way.
- A small group of soldiers under his command died fighting a large group of Indians at the Battle of Little Big Horn
- A vague sense that Custer was at fault***
- A certainty that it must have been a critical battle, because otherwise why would I have heard about it?
- It occurred after the American Civil War, during the period when the west was "opened".****
None of that is completely wrong. Except for the part about it being a critical battle. It wasn't. Whether you think the death of the Seventh Cavalry at the Little Big Horn on June 25, 1876 was a military blunder or an act of heroism--or both,***** the battle changed nothing. It was barely a battle, even by nineteenth century standards. It had no lasting effect on the so-called Indian Wars, or on the drawn-out dreary campaign of which it was a part. The Sioux won the battle, but gained nothing by their victory.
The battle/fight/skirmish is historical fact, but it turns out that the popular image of that skirmish as a "last stand" is an artist's creation, reinforced by other artists' creations over the last 140 years. And the power of that largely mythical image is one reason an otherwise meaningless military encounter became, and remains, an important emblem of a ugly struggle that stands at the root of America's westward expansion.
When it comes to the the Battle of Little Bighorn, we don't actually know what happened and the question of whether Custer showed poor judgment continues to be hotly debated among those who care. The Seventh Cavalry, under Custer's leadership, was intended to be one prong of a three-pronged campaign to encircle the Sioux and drive them from their treaty territory. When Custer's scouts reported the discovery of a Sioux village, Custer divided his forces into three parts, keeping only five companies with him to face what turned out to be a much larger Sioux force than the US Army had originally estimated. Companies under the leadership of Captain Benteen and Major Reno retreated to a defensive position on the bluffs rather than attacking an overwhelming force. As for Custer, the last thing we know of him is his often-quoted final message: "Benteen. Come on. Big village. Be quick. Bring packs. W.E. Cooke. P.S. Bring pacs." According to Trumpeter John Martin, who carried the message, Custer was about to charge the village as Martin left.
This is the point at which traditional histories often say that no one survived the battle. In fact, hundreds of people survived the battle--all of them members of the Sioux tribe. Some of them left their own accounts of the battle, but those accounts disagree about the actions taken by Custer's troops. (This should come as a surprise to no one. Soldiers in the front line of battle seldom have a sense of the big picture.)
Maybe the battle, from the perspective of the 7th Cavalry, was a heroic last stand.******* Maybe it was a rout. The one thing we can say for certain is that whatever happened, it probably didn't look like this:
*Coming soon to an issue of MHQ: The Quarterly Journal of American History
**Despite the fact that I've been firmly embedded in the American Civil War for the last thirteen months because of a certain book.
***Almost a reflex for me. I was twelve in 1970, when Little Big Man hit the screen and Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee was released, The ironic Western and revisionist examinations of Native American history are deeply rooted in my brain. Possibly the first step in a career based on trying to walk in someone else's historical shoes.
****A phrase that ranges from problematic to horrific. Once you start looking at a period of history with an awareness that there are two sides to every historical event you find linguistic pitfalls everywhere. I have no good answer for how to cope with this other than to type with my eyes wide open and carry a large bag of quotation marks.
*****The two are not mutually exclusive. Think the Charge of the Light Brigade.
******According to the OED, a last stand is "an act of determinedly holding or defending a position against a (more powerful) opposing force; a final show of resistance or protest". Wikipedia adds a few critical elements from the popular definition: the defensive force usually takes very heavy casualties or is completely destroyed and (most important for the rest of this discussion) the last stand is a tactical choice taken because the defending forced recognizes the benefits of fighting outweigh the benefits of retreat or surrender.
You think one vote doesn’t matter? Hah!
Almost 100 years ago today,* the 19th Amendment was ratified, making it legal for women in the United States to vote.**
The Amendment was ratified thanks to one man's vote.
In August, 1920, 35 states had ratified the amendment; 36 states were needed for it to pass. Tennessee was the only state still in the game. Proponents and opponents of the amendment gathered in a Nashville hotel to lobby legislators. The press dubbed it the War of the Roses because supporters of the suffrage movement wore yellow roses in their labels while its opponents wore red roses.
On August 19, the vote appeared to be tied, assuming the count of red and yellow roses was correct. When the roll call came, 24-year-old Harry T. Burn stepped into history. Burn came from a very conservative district and wore a red rose in his label, but when asked whether he would vote to ratify the amendment he answered "aye". What changed his mind? A letter from his mother, who told him to "be a good boy" and vote in favor of the amendment.
Asked later about his change of heart, Burn said “I knew that a mother’s advice is always safest for a boy to follow and my mother wanted me to vote for ratification. I appreciated the fact that an opportunity such as seldom comes to a mortal man to free 17 million women from political slavery was mine.”
If you have the right to vote, use it. Because one vote can in fact change the world.
*Okay, 96 years ago if you're going to be picky.
**Note that I do not use the phrase "gave them the right to vote". Women fought hard for that right. Some even died for it.