| Fort Madison (from an old print) |
Fort Madison was doomed before the first
log hit the ground.
The
Americans came in 1808. Boats sliding up the Mississippi. Soldiers carrying
axes, muskets, and orders from Washington. Build a fort. Hold the frontier.
Control the river.
The
problem was that the fort sat deep inside Sac and Fox territory. American
officers called it a trading post. Black Hawk and his followers saw an
invasion.
The
tension never let up. Warriors watched from the trees. Soldiers watched from
the walls. Every sound made men reach for their muskets.
Then
the attacks came.
Gunfire
from the hills. Fire arrows across the night sky. Burning chunks of wood roasted
the rooftops inside the fort. Soldiers filled their muskets with water, using
them like syringes to douse the flames.
Realizing
there was no way to save the fort, the soldiers planned their escape.
They
dug a trench from the fort to the river. Then crawled through the dirt as the
fort burned. At the river, they climbed into boats and disappeared into the
darkness.
By
morning, Fort Madison was gone.
The
passage below was published in the Iowa Journal of History and Politics in
April 1914, as part of “Forts in the Iowa Country” by Jacob van der Zee.
THE DES MOINES FACTORY AND FORT MADISON
Beginning
with the year 1804, the United States government turned its attention to the
western country. William Henry Harrison, Governor of Indiana Territory and of
the District of Louisiana and Superintendent of Indian Affairs, and later
President of the nation, effected a treaty with the Sacs and Foxes whose tepee
villages, seven in number, then overlooked the Mississippi River in the Iowa
Illinois country.
In
sending this treaty to the Senate for ratification, President Jefferson favored
it as “the means of retaining exclusive commerce with the Indians west of the
Mississippi River- a right indispensable to the policy of governing those
Indians by commerce rather than by arms.”
| Plan of Fort Madison |
The government promised to establish a trading house or factory among the Indians “in order to put a stop to the abuses and impositions practised upon them by private traders.” The Indians also consented to let the government set up a military post at or near the mouth of the Wisconsin River: since the land on the lower side of the river might not be suitable for that purpose, the tribes agreed that a fort might be built, either on the upper side of the “Ouisconsin”, or on the right bank of the Mississippi in the Iowa country, as the one or the other might be found most convenient.
Lieutenant
Zebulon M. Pike, as has been noted, commanded the first American army
expedition up the Mississippi River in the summer of 1805. According to instructions,
he selected three sites suitable for military establishments and described a
place which corresponds to the site of the city of Burlington. “Looking across
the Mississippi from this eminence,” read Pike’s words, “you have an elegant
view on an immense prairie, as far as the eye can extend, now and then
interrupted by clumps of trees; and to crown all, immediately under the hill is
a limestone spring, sufficient for the consumption of a regiment.”
Lieutenant
Pike at this time also considered situations for the government trading post to
be erected in the Sac and Fox country. Not until 1808, however, did the
government take active steps to carry out the treaty provisions of 1804.
In
the autumn of this year, Lieutenant Alpha Kingsley received orders at Fort
Bellefontaine to proceed up the Mississippi and fix on a suitable site for a
factory and fort near the Des Moines River. On the 22nd of November, he wrote
to the Secretary of War from his garrison “at Belle Vue, near River Le Moine,”
that he had nearly finished the construction of the factory, storehouses, and
barracks. He expressed his belief that no place would prove more advantageous
for the Indian trade, and said he hoped that by spring he would have the fort
“so far advanced that it will bid defiance to the evil-minded savage, and at
the same time insure the respect and friendship of the better disposed.”
One
is not surprised to find many of the Sacs and Foxes in a state of alarm and
consternation while these military measures were under way. One of the Sac
braves, Black Hawk, always under British influence, later told how the American
soldiers went about their work with weapons in hand, “acting as if they were in
an enemy’s country."
To
allay their fears, the Indians were told that these were only houses for a
trader who was coming there to live and sell goods very cheaply, and that the
soldiers would remain “to keep him company."
Despite
remonstrances by the natives, the work went on: three blockhouses, two factory
buildings, officers’ quarters, two barracks, a guardhouse, and a surgeon’s
office were constructed within a high palisaded stockade overlooking the river
and named Fort Madison in honor of the President, though also frequently
referred to as Fort Belle Vue, and sometimes called the Le Moine or Des Moines
factory.
| Fiery attack on Fort Madison |
The
construction of a fort at this point was certainly not a violation either of
the letter or of the spirit of the treaty of 1804, as so many writers have
asserted, for the Indians had consented to the stipulation: “at or near the
mouth of the Ouisconsin, or on the right bank of the Mississippi." The
government merely exercised its right of choice.
One
faction of the Sacs and Foxes exclaimed loudly against the government’s act of
hostility, but Black Hawk and English traders from Mackinac (whose business was
threatened) were no doubt the principal instigators of discontent. It was the
recognized American policy to exclude British subjects from trade with the
Indians, and hence also agents of the Mackinac Company.
British
traders then overran the Upper Mississippi country, sold at high prices goods
of the best quality, manufactured expressly for the Indians, and poisoned the
minds of their patrons against the American government’s factors, who generally
kept inferior goods-so inferior it is said that the Indians found in them a
source of laughter!
Fort
Madison and its factory received no glad welcome from the natives, and from the
first was destined to pass no easy time. Considerable alarm reigned in the
garrison during the winter of 1808-1809, and in the following spring a plot to
kill the soldiers and destroy the fort was frustrated.
Later,
when Black Hawk’s Sacs and the warlike Winnebagoes absented themselves to wreak
their vengeance elsewhere, the factory carried on a thriving business. Of the
ten government trading houses which reported for the years 1807-1811, Fort
Madison’s gains were estimated at $10,000, recovered on hatter’s furs and on
lead which the Indians were said to dig and smelt, “succeeding remarkably
well."
| Midnight escape from Fort Madison |
In January 1812, the government factor wrote of Winnebago robbery and murder, and added: “Every hour I look for a war party, and God only knows when it will end. I hope you will cause immediate relief by increasing our number of men at this post.”
The
Indians, principally Winnebagoes who were for many years firebrands upon the
American frontier, led by the ubiquitous Sac brave, Black Hawk, attacked and
besieged Fort Madison during the later months of 1812.
War
between England and the United States had already broken out, and British
subjects in the Mississippi Valley availed themselves of every opportunity to
fan the flame of Indian discord and hostility. The British band of Sacs and
Foxes went around arrayed in British uniforms and armed with British powder and
balls.
It
was difficult to defend this lone stronghold in the Iowa country: according to
a contemporaneous account, “as from an eminence their parade ground could be
swept by small arms, and it is almost surrounded by chasms to within ten or
twelve steps of the pickets and block-houses, from whence the Indians threw
upwards of 500 pieces of burning timber on the roofs of the houses; and when
the attack commenced, there was no spot about the fort that did not emit a
continued sheet of fire from guns, fiery arrows and brands, and did not afford
the brave fellows within an opportunity of doing much execution, except now and
then knocking over such red skins as had the impudence to peep over the bank.”
The
garrison prevented the buildings from catching fire by using guns as syringes
to keep the roofs wet. It was believed that the enemy was only waiting for a
favorable wind to sweep flames from the factory and thus set fire to the whole
establishment.
On
a calm evening, therefore, the commanding officer, it is said, “despatched a
soldier with fire to the factory; and in less than three hours that building
was consumed without danger to the garrison during this day several Indians
crept into an old stable and commenced shooting out of it, but a shot from the
cannon by lt. B. Vasques, soon made their yellow jackets fly.”
In
the factory’s destruction, the government sustained a loss of $5,500, including
peltries, bearskins, and other articles.
Existence
at the fort became more and more precarious as the year 1813 wore on: the
garrison, never more than one hundred men, spent night and day in ceaseless
watching, and the Indians, taking advantage of their superior position and
numbers, grew more and more insolent and bold.
The
only alternative to starvation was escape. This was effected by digging a short
trench from the fort to the Mississippi River, creeping out on hands and knees
to the water’s edge, and after setting fire to the fort, embarking safely in
some boats, to the amazement of the unsuspecting besiegers.
Thus
ended the first and only factory-fort establishment in the Iowa country. One
writer did not hesitate to say that the facts “attest most fully the positive
inefficiency of the system in conciliating the Indians; for at Fort Wayne,
Chicago, and Fort Madison, previous to the war, public trade was in full
operation, and flourishing, I believe, beyond anything we have seen in these
latter days; and yet, so far from ‘reclaiming them from savage habits,’ they
did not in a single instance during the whole contest avert the dreadful
effects of an irruption into our defenseless frontier; nor did they ever disarm
the savage of one particle of his natural ferocity.”
For
upwards of twenty years, the lone ruins of several tall chimneys stood
sentinel-like upon the river bank- almost the sole evidence of a past
civilization in the Iowa country and the only objects of attraction to
occasional passersby upon the Mississippi River highway.
Stuff like this is what I always end up chasing—the little lines in old newspapers and magazines, the parts most books skip over.
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