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On the day before the inauguration, Congressman A. R. Boteler of Virginia, whose district included Harpers Ferry, appeared without warning at the door of Lincoln's hotel room, begging for a chance to talk to him. Lincoln was soon listening to a very agitated man. Congress was about to adjourn. But before it departed, Representative Benjamin Stanton of Ohio, an aggressive abolitionist, was determined to pass a force bill that would authorize (and hopefully encourage) Lincoln to call out all the regular and militia soldiers in the nation if the crisis worsened. Boteler had warned Stanton that the bill would inspire Virginia's secession. Stanton said the bill was going to pass, whether Boteler and the rest of Virginia liked it or not.

Lincoln reminded Boteler that he was not yet president. But he had some friends in Congress. He would see what might be done. That night at ten p.m., Stanton brought the force bill to the floor of the House. Elihu Washburne of Illinois, a Lincoln friend, promptly rose and made a motion to adjourn. It failed. But two other Republicans repeated the proposal. On the third try the House got the message and voted to end their session by a vote of 77 to 60, leaving the force bill in limbo. The experience convinced Congressman Boteler that Lincoln was not one of the “bloody-minded extremists,” like Stanton, who were eager to “let slip the dogs of war.”
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The next day, the streets of Washington, DC, were jammed with an estimated 25,000 strangers. Many of them had been forced to spend the previous night on porches and sidewalks; the city's hotels and rooming houses
were overwhelmed. Toward the end of the morning, army riflemen took covert possession of roofs along Pennsylvania Avenue; General Winfield Scott was taking no chances on a last minute assassination attempt.

The capital had been buzzing for a week about a rumored plot to kill the president-elect in Baltimore. Lincoln's friends had persuaded him to slip through the hostile city in disguise, a decision he soon regretted. It enabled critics in Democratic newspapers to ridicule him as a coward.

President Buchanan escorted Lincoln from the Willard Hotel and they rode down Pennsylvania Avenue smiling and waving to the crowd. Lincoln was fashionably dressed in a brand new stovepipe hat, a black suit, and gleaming black boots. He carried a gold-headed ebony cane. Ned Baker, the equally well-dressed Republican senator from Oregon, who was an old friend from Lincoln's days as a Whig congressman, stepped to the podium before the east portico of the capitol and said, “Fellow citizens, I introduce to you Abraham Lincoln, the President Elect of the United States.”

Lincoln's words had been carefully chosen—and rechosen—in the preceding week. He had come to Washington keenly aware that most southern states had not only seceded but were seizing federal forts, mints, and arsenals within their borders. The closing lines of his first draft had warned the South not to assault the federal government. “I cannot shrink from the defense of it. With you, not with me, lies the solemn question, shall it be peace or a sword?” William Seward, soon to be Lincoln's secretary of state, had warned him that this was “too warlike” and persuaded him to make an important change.

Most of the address was a careful mixture of Lincoln's resolve to reclaim federal property and a promise not to interfere in any way with the institution of slavery. He also promised to remain faithful to the federal government's responsibility to return runaway slaves to their masters. But he insisted that the federal Union was “perpetual” and secession was a violation of that historical and legal fact. “Secession,” he said, “is the essence of anarchy.”

He moved beyond these words to a plea for reconciliation. “Physically speaking, we cannot separate. We cannot remove our respective sections
from each other nor build an impassable wall between them.” Even more important, he urged the South to remember that “this country belongs to the people who inhabit it. . . . Why should there not be a patient confidence in the ultimate justice of the people? . . . Nothing valuable can be lost by taking time [to] think calmly and well upon this whole subject.” He called on everyone to rely on “Him who has never yet forsaken this favored land.”

Then came the soaring words Seward had persuaded Lincoln to use as his closing lines: “We are not enemies but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.”
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In Virginia, well over half the delegates to the state convention in Richmond heard a hope of peace in Lincoln's words.

Not even a two-day-long pro-secession oration by ex-President Tyler on March 13 changed their minds. They ignored his call to make Virginia's “proud crest” [her flag] lead “the great procession of states” who were determined to defend their liberties, “peaceably if they can, forcibly if they must.”
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That same day Colonel Robert E. Lee attended a reception at the White House for seventy-eight high-ranking military officers. It was the only time he met President Lincoln. There is no record of any conversation between them. But there is a strong likelihood that Lincoln gave him more than a passing glance. Already, General Winfield Scott was telling people that Lee was worth “fifty thousand soldiers” to the Union army, if war came. A few days later, at Scott's recommendation, Lincoln promoted Lee to full colonel in command of the First Regiment of the U.S. Cavalry, one of the most coveted appointments in the U.S. Army. On March 28, Lee accepted the promotion without the slightest trace of hesitation.
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Not long after he returned from Texas, Colonel Lee had spent three hours with General Scott in his office. The visit did not go unnoticed among the
government's insiders. Lee probably learned that Scott had advised Lincoln to withdraw the garrison from Fort Sumter in Charleston's harbor—one of the two federal forts in the South still in the government's possession. (The other was Fort Pickens, in Florida.) Scott was trying to outmaneuver the hotheads in South Carolina, who were eager to start a war. The general also told Lee that he was prepared to use force—or at least the threat of force—to end the secession of the cotton states.

Scott was relying on his memory of President Andrew Jackson's success in 1833, when he responded to South Carolina's attempt to secede by summoning a hundred thousand volunteers. Charleston's boasters and strutters had crumpled without anyone firing a shot. Scott also probably told Lee that he himself was too old to take the field, and that he would appoint someone to act as his second in command. There was little doubt who that someone would be.

The name of the game, as Scott and the political conciliators saw it, was finding a way to keep Virginia and the other border states in the Union. Without them, the cotton states would be a minority, some of which might start talking peace. Lee's acceptance of his colonel's commission from President Lincoln suggested he was ready to cooperate with this solution. It was certainly evidence that he considered Lincoln his legally elected commander in chief.

Another sign of the colonel's thinking was his reaction to a message from L. P. Walker, the Confederate secretary of war, offering him a brigadier's commission in the secessionists' army. Lee did not even bother to reply. Eight days later, on April 3, the Virginia convention voted down another secession resolution, 90 to 45.
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Elsewhere the omens for peace became embroiled in the contest between the abolitionists and the conciliators swirling around Lincoln. South Carolina was demanding the surrender of Fort Sumter. They had come very close to seizing the fort in the last days of Buchanan's term. John Tyler had talked them out of it. The demoralized president was so grateful that he had abandoned protocol and called on Tyler and his wife in their hotel room to
thank them personally. On March 15, Lincoln had asked his cabinet what they thought he should do about Sumter. Five out of the seven members recommended evacuation. The combination of General Scott and Secretary Seward had been persuasive. Without consulting Lincoln, Seward had even told Confederate commissioners who had come to Washington to negotiate relations between the two governments that the fort would be evacuated. Lincoln had refused to meet with these diplomats. He had made it clear in his inaugural address that he still considered the seceded states part of the Union.

Only one cabinet member, Postmaster General Montgomery Blair, a spokesman for a border state, Maryland, urged an attempt to keep Fort Sumter. Blair argued that surrender of the fort would discourage southern unionists. He even said giving up the fort would be tantamount to giving up the Union. Like General Scott, Blair was remembering Andrew Jackson's triumph in 1833, from a different angle of vision. His stand ignited the combative side of Lincoln's character that he had largely concealed in his inaugural address.

The president was also being bombarded by angry taunts from northern newspapers. “
HAVE WE A GOVERNMENT
?” one headline screeched. The administration, the
New York Times
growled, “must have a policy of action.” Its publisher, Henry Raymond, was one of the founders of the Republican Party. Lincoln invited Raymond to visit him in the White House. The president told the newsman that most of his time since his inauguration had been consumed by office seekers. “I am like a man so busy in letting rooms at one end of his house, that he can't stop to put out the fire that is burning in the other.” The
New York Herald
concluded: “The Lincoln administration is cowardly mean and vicious.”

The president decided to act. Major Anderson, the commander of Fort Sumter, had reported that he would run out of food by April 15. Lincoln sent a courier to the governor of South Carolina, informing him that the federal government planned to resupply the Sumter garrison “with provisions only.” There would be no attempt “to throw in men, arms or ammunition” unless the South Carolina government resisted the process.

The governor telegraphed the message to Confederate President Jefferson Davis in Montgomery. Davis asked his secretary of state, Robert Toombs, to advise him. Toombs replied: “The firing on that fort will inaugurate a civil war greater than any the world has yet seen . . . Mr. President, at this time it is suicide, murder and you will lose us every friend in the North.”
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Others disagreed. Virginian Roger Pryor told Davis that he would never persuade the Old Dominion to join them if he did not “strike a blow!” Edmund Ruffin, the distributor of John Brown's pikes, was even more vehement on this point.

President Davis decided on gunfire and telegraphed Brigadier General Pierre G. T. Beauregard, the commander in Charleston, permitting him to choose the time. On April 11, Beauregard tried to persuade Major Anderson to surrender peacefully. Anderson, a fellow West Pointer, replied that he was “cordially uniting with you in the desire to avoid the effusion of blood.” He offered to surrender the fort on April 15, when his supplies ran out. That was not the kind of surrender Beauregard—and Davis—wanted. Within minutes, Anderson was told that the Confederate batteries in Charleston would open fire within the hour.

The man who pulled the lanyard of the first gun was Edmund Ruffin—a veritable admission that it was an extremist act. For the next thirty-three hours, cannon and mortars hurled tons of metal at the old fort at the mouth of the harbor. The fort's gunners replied often enough to satisfy their honor as soldiers and then surrendered. In Washington, DC, President Lincoln issued a proclamation, summoning 75,000 militia to “suppress combinations” too powerful for the government to confront with ordinary means.
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Across the North, passion exploded everywhere. Huge rallies proclaimed a readiness for war. Watching 50,000 people surge into Union Square at Broadway and Fourteenth Street in New York City, book publisher William Appleton said, “We shall crush out this rebellion as an elephant would trample on a mouse.”

In Boston the rallies were even more immense. Governor Andrew welcomed the war. Within three days he had three regiments on the way to
Washington, DC. Gerrit Smith said he was ready to finance a regiment of Negro troops and would send his only son, Greene Smith, into battle without pay. Wendell Philips, the most ferocious of New England's antislavery orators, said he was no longer a disunionist. William Lloyd Garrison, burner of the Constitution and another apostle of northern secession, said similar things. For forty years, New England had sulked and defied the federal government in two wars, mocked President Jefferson's embargo, and conferred in Hartford on terms of disunion. At last they could combine patriotism with their hatred of the South.
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Less visible—and far more crucial—was the reaction of the border states. The Virginia Convention went into secret session and took a vote. A narrow majority—60 to 53—still resisted secession. But it was more and more obvious that the unionists were losing ground. Kentucky's governor called the president's request for troops “wicked.” The governor of Missouri said it was “diabolical.” Both refused to send a man. Tennessee's governor said similar things, as did the governors of North Carolina and Arkansas. Maryland said nothing but also made no attempt to summon her soldiers. Nor did Delaware. Spokesmen such as John Bell of Tennessee, who had campaigned for the presidency as a unionist, called for a “united South” and accused Lincoln of declaring war.

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