Can a Lawyer be a Saviour?
The I'On Trust
and the I'On Community
February 15, 2006
Thank you for that
kind welcome. It is a pleasure for me to be with you this evening.
Since my wife, Leah, serves on the Board of the Trust, I recognize
that my appearance here smacks of rank nepotism. Nothing could be further
from the truth. In fact, I have been given to understand that it is
not necessary to have conjugal relations with a Board member to be
invited to speak here. I would like to elaborate further on the subject
of conjugal relations, but I have been told that the I'On Trust Board
(or at least one member of the Board) has strict policies against such
discussions. You will, therefore, have to be guided by your own imaginations.
In the absence of conjugal relations, well, in all likelihood for tonight at
least, let me turn now to my chosen topic. The title of my talk is: Can a Lawyer
be a Savior? First of all, in the spirit of full disclosure and in order to limit
the risk of subsequent litigation, do we have any lawyers in the house tonight?
And I thought that I'On was supposed to be such an idyllic place to live!
It would be tempting at this
point for me to insert a few token lawyer jokes, but it is far too
early in this talk for me to show desperation
and resort to lawyer humor. That part, in all probability, will come
later. For the moment, let us focus on a far more sober topic - our beloved
state of South Carolina. Admittedly, that may be the first time that
you have heard the words sober and South Carolina used in the same sentence.
In that spirit, maybe you have heard my favorite description of the Palmetto
State. It has been said that: "South Carolina is too small for a
republic, and too large to be an insane asylum."
I must confess to having used that line shamelessly and repeatedly in
my talks for years now, and it never fails to get a response. My guess
is that some of you have heard it before, but few of you know to whom
it is attributed. The man responsible for that quote was James Louis
Petigru, and until a few months ago, I knew virtually nothing about him.
Prompted mostly by curiosity about that quote, I began reading about
Petigru and I haven't stopped since. My fascination with this man has
brought me, among other places, to his gravesite and to a number of rare
document collections around the state. What I have just characterized
as fascination, might actually border on obsession. Either way, I am
here to plead the Petigru-induced insanity defense.
For most of us, Petigru, a contemporary of Jacob Bond I'On, is at best
a footnote to the history of our state. Admittedly, the pantheon of great
South Carolinians is so large that there must be many notable men and
women who have slipped, like Petigru, from our collective memories. The
more that I have learned about him, however, the more I am convinced
that he stands out and warrants a special place in the annals of our
state, if not our nation. If the following remarks do any justice at
all to his life, surely you will leave with the same sentiments.
James Louis Petigru was born May 10, 1789, just a few weeks after George
Washington took office as President. Without doubt, his world view was
shaped by the fact that his first breaths were taken almost simultaneously
with those of the new nation. His father, William, a revolutionary war
veteran, was the 13th child born to an Irish immigrant. William owned
a small farm in the Abbeville area, but a combination of fondness for
the bottle and horse racing led to his financial ruin at the dawn of
the nineteenth century.
It is hard to imagine coming
from more modest circumstances than did young James Petigru - the son
of a drunk, broke gambler. As if that somehow
wasn't enough of a cosmic curse, the young boy reportedly was clumsy
and stuttered. How then, could he go on to become a man who would be
remembered almost 30 years after his death as: "the greatest private
citizen that the South has ever produced?" (Pope, 1891)
The change in Petigru's fortune occurred when he came to the attention
of the Reverend Moses Waddel, the founder and master of the Willington
Academy. Here I must digress for a moment, because Waddel and the Willington
Academy, also long forgotten by most Carolinians, warrant more than a
passing reference.
If a teacher can be judged by the quality of the accomplishments of
his former students, then Moses Waddel surely is without peer. His alumni
included 32 members of the U. S. Congress, three Secretaries of State,
three Secretaries of War, one Attorney General, and one Vice President.
Among his graduates also were 11 governors and eight college presidents
(MacLeod, 1985).
Waddel founded the Willington
Academy near Abbeville around the turn of the nineteenth century. If
you think that Abbeville is small town
South Carolina today, imagine it 200 years ago. To say that it was the
frontier of the state would be an understatement. It is amazing that
a great center of education could emerge in log cabins in primitive,
backwoods surroundings. Waddel ran the Academy for almost two decades
before he left to assume the presidency of Franklin College, the forerunner
of the University of Georgia. During Waddel's tenure at Willington about
4,000 boys were educated there. Waddel described the student body in
the following manner: "Our typical boy is from moderate circumstances,
a farming background usually. What they all have in common is an overwhelming
desire to possess the power of knowledge and the ambition to be leaders
of this new republic of ours" (MacLeod, 1985).
It is clear from the profile mentioned earlier that many of his alumni
did go on to become leaders of the republic. Whether their success was
driven by their own or Waddel's ambition is, no pun intended, an academic
question. Whatever the explanation, so many alumni went on to illustrious
careers that Willington would become known as 'the American Eton.'
It was Waddel who saw the
potential in the young Petigru hidden under the rough farm boy exterior.
At the age of 15, on October 14, 1804, Petigru
arrived at Willington. Near the end of his life, he would write to his
daughter on the anniversary of that date: "This day my dear Carey,
marks an important epoch in my life . . . 58 years ago I was well received
into the school at Willington . . . where a Latin grammar, as a substitute
for the plough, was placed in my hands."
What Petigru and the other
boys studied at Willington was a curriculum typical of the day - very
heavy in the classics, with ample side helpings
of religious instruction. Petigru excelled and when he graduated in 1806,
Waddel extended to him the rare offer to remain there as an assistant
teacher. Petigru declined the offer, but it is clear that he left Willington
with a tremendous debt of gratitude. A decade later, when he married,
he chose Reverend Waddel to officiate at the ceremony. Near the end of
his life, in an address at the University of Georgia, Petigru said: "It
is not without emotion that I reflect that my venerable master long presided
over this institution; and my mind delights to recall him as he was in
days long past . . . Devoted to learning, but still more devoted to virtue
- he trained his pupils to place the pride of intellect far below the
value of moral responsibility" (McLeod, 1985).
From Willington, Petigru continued his education at the South Carolina
College, the forerunner of USC. While at college, he supported himself
by teaching school, barely making enough money to afford a single meal
each day. Despite his humble circumstances, he excelled academically
and graduated first in the class of 1809. He briefly pursued a career
in teaching, but soon gravitated to the study of law. He was admitted
to the Bar in 1812, but as with many young lawyers, his first few years
of practice were lean.
Petigru's professional prospects took a decided turn for the better
when he accepted an offer from James Hamilton to join as a partner in
his Charleston law firm in 1819. As it turns out, Hamilton was more interested
in politics than practicing law. He rose from the office of Mayor of
Charleston, to the U. S. House of Representatives, and then to South
Carolina Governor. In the Congress, he was known principally as an advocate
for state's rights. As Governor, he became one of the leading supporters
of the nullification act. As you may recall, nullification, was first
espoused by John C. Calhoun and was based upon the belief that a state
should be able to reject any federal legislation that it found objectionable.
At the same time that sent Hamilton to the U. S. Congress, Robert Hayne,
then South Carolina's Attorney General and another prominent state's
rights advocate, was elected to the United States Senate. On the strength
of Hamilton's recommendation, the legislature appointed Petigru to succeed
Hayne as South Carolina Attorney General in 1822, an office that he held
for eight years until his opposition to nullification cost him political
support.
Let me pause here to mention that Jacob Bond I'On was the President
of the South Carolina Senate, when Petigru was appointed Attorney General.
Although I have not discovered any evidence that these two men were friends,
it is inconceivable to me that they did not know each other well. Through
political debates, or plantation business, or social circles, there were
many opportunities for them to interact. The fact that Petigru owned
a summer home on Sullivan's Island where I'On was the mayor only increases
the likelihood that they spent time in each other's company. Perhaps
someone in the audience tonight can shed more light on that subject.
Let me return now to a topic
about which there is ample evidence. Petigru was a Unionist who believed
that the states did not have the right to
choose which federal laws that they would obey. In Petigru's own words: "The
wit of man could have devised no happier invention for the security of
freedom, than the partition of sovereignty between the States as members
of the Confederacy, and the Union as the superintending and controlling
authority" (Petigru, 1834). In that same address in 1834, he makes
the following prescient statement: "War between the States must
inevitably follow their separation." Sadly, his prediction went
unheeded almost three decades later, when secession led to Civil War.
It seems an interesting irony that Petigru, whose successful legal career
owes much to his partnership with Hamilton, should have ended up on the
exact opposite end of the political spectrum. Perhaps an even greater
irony is the fact that Petigru is buried head-to-toe with Robert Hayne
in the cemetery of St. Michael's church. They are positioned together
there for all eternity, making one wonder whether the expression 'rest
in peace' could ever really apply. I doubt that this issue is addressed
in any of the ghost tours of Charleston, but one certainly can imagine
some uneasy spirits in that graveyard.
It is worth noting that while politics separated these men ideologically,
personal friendships reached across these political divides. Hamilton
and Petigru, for instance, not only started as law partners, but became
close business associates even after the fierce political fights of the
nullification debates. They speculated together in cotton and land, bringing
both to near financial ruin in the Panic of 1837. Their friendship survived
the peaks and valleys of political and financial stresses. In fact, it
was their friendship that allowed them to negotiate a compromise to the
nullification dispute.
Hamilton was not the only
contemporary who sustained Petigru's friendship in spite of political
differences. Robert Barnwell Rhett, the secessionist
to whom Petigru addressed the insane asylum remark, had studied as a
youth under Petigru. Years later in a memorial address, Rhett offered
the following tribute to his former mentor: "There are many tests
of friendship; but the world recognizes one as paramount to all others
-- money . . . (Petigru) gave me this test of friendship. In the commercial
convulsions of 1837, I thought I was ruined by the misfortunes of others.
I went to him and told him my troubles. He expressed to me his warm sympathy,
and then said, 'I have no money; you know I cannot keep money: but my
credit is yours, in any manner you choose to use it, to the last dollar
of the property I possess'" (Rhett, 1866). Here, at the depths of
his own financial collapse, Petigru was eager to do what he could to
help a friend.
Loyalty was just one of the
many virtues that Petigru demonstrated. Early in his law practice,
he established a reputation for defending
those who might otherwise go unrepresented. His clients included poor
whites, as well as free and enslaved blacks. Even later when he was one
of the leading members of the Charleston Bar, he accepted cases more
on the basis of legal merit than on financial reward. A fellow member
of the Bar, George Bryan, would describe Petigru's motivations in the
following manner: "Justice . . . ruled all his noble life . . .
this is what lifted him above the distinctions of class, wealth, of power,
and made him so strong against the oppressor" (Bryan, 1866).
These same attributes of loyalty
and love of justice drove Petigru to embrace political positions that
ran contrary to many around him. When
he opposed secession, he stood virtually alone among Carolinians in the
belief that his allegiance was first to his country and second to his
state. Even within his own family, only his daughter Caroline shared
his Unionist views. Caroline felt isolated in Charleston and left during
the war to reside in the North and then in Europe. In contrast, her father
remained in Charleston even when it was under siege by Union forces.
Whatever his motivations for staying, it was interpreted as a sign of
commitment by his fellow Carolinians, as would be written after his death: "He
felt that his State was his mother . . . If it were not so, why at his
advanced age, did he undergo hardships and privation among us, instead
of imitating those craven spirits who took flight at the first note of
danger?"
The State's faith in Petigru was demonstrated in 1859 when he was appointed
by the General Assembly to codify the statutory laws of the State. This
appointment, which came with significant remuneration, was renewed twice,
even after the war erupted. Shortly after completing this task, he died
on March 9, 1863. Yet another sign of his popularity was the fact that
thousands of men and women, both white and black, paid their respects
to him. The City of Charleston was closed to all commerce on the day
of his funeral, which was attended by virtually every Confederate officer
in besieged Charleston, including the commanding general.
Although many tributes to him were spoken and written, none is more
beautifully articulated than that on the stone monument placed on his
grave by his daughter Caroline. It reads:
Future times will hardly know
how great a life
This simple stone commemorates --
The tradition of his Eloquence, his
Wisdom and Wit may fade;
But he lived for ends more durable than fame,
His Eloquence was the protection of the poor and wronged;
His learning illuminated the principles of Law --
In the admiration of his Peers,
In the respect of his People,
In the affection of his Family,
His was the highest place;
The just meed
Of his kindness and forbearance
His dignity and simplicity
His brilliant genius and his unwearied industry
Unawed by opinion,
Unseduced by flattery,
Undismayed by Disaster,
He confronted Life with antique Courage
And Death with Christian Hope.
In the great Civil War
He withstood his People for his Country
But his People did homage to the Man
Who held his conscience higher than their praise
And his Country
Heaped her honors on the grave of the Patriot,
To whom living,
His own righteous self-respect sufficed
Alike for Motive and Reward.
This brings me to the title of my talk and my final story.
In the July, 1877 issue of Harper's Magazine, the following entry can
be found under the Editor's Drawer. I read it for you now in its entirety:
"I was in Washington city at the time when . . . we
thought our troops were about to gain possession of Charleston. I called
upon President Lincoln . . . and in the course of conversation I said, "Mr.
President, we of the North feel like punishing the Charlestonians a little,
for they are arch-offenders."
"I feel a little so myself," he said; "but
what shall we do with Mr. Petigru?" The latter was a staunch Union
man, and remained so while the madmen raged around him.
The question
suggested a "little story" to Mr.
Lincoln. His eyes sparkled with humor, and he said, "A chap in Illinois
was very fond of relating Scripture narratives. At one time he was telling
the story of the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah, and the promise of
the Lord to save the cities if a certain number of righteous men could
be found in them.
'How many righteous men did the Lord accept?' asked a listener.
'I don't now exactly remember,' said the narrator; 'I do
know Abraham beat down the Lord a good deal.'
"So," said Mr. Lincoln, "they
may beat us down to Mr. Petigru, and save Charleston."
I have no idea whether this story is apocryphal or not,
but the mere fact that this conversation might have occurred says something
about our protagonist. It seems almost certain that Petigru would not
have seen himself as a savior. He would have assigned that role to a
much higher authority, as expressed in the lines of a hymn penned much
later by William Pierson Merrill:
"God of
justice, save the people
From the clash of race and creed,
From the strife of class and faction,
Make our nation free indeed."
When you visit St. Michael's cemetery today, you just may
hear Petigru singing these lines, full of grace and devotion.
Thank you very much.
Acknowledgments
The author gratefully expresses appreciation to Dean Paul
Willis and Henry Fulmer of the South Caroliniana Library of the University
of South Carolina and Gene Waddell of the College of Charleston Library
for their assistance in securing original documents and manuscripts used
in this talk.
References Bryan, George S: In
Memorial of the Late James L. Petigru.
New York: Richardson & Company, 1866, p. 37.
Editor's Drawer: Harper's New Monthly Magazine,
New York: Harper & Brothers, July, 1877, p. 318.
MacLeod, J: The Great Doctor Waddel, Pronounced Waddle.
Greenville: Southern Historical Press, Inc., 1985.
Merrill, William Pierson: Not Alone for Mighty Empire.
1909.
Pease William H, and Pease, Jane H: James Louis Petigru:
Southern Conservative, Southern Dissenter. Athens: University of Georgia
Press, 1995.
Petigru, James Louis: An Oration Delivered Before the
Washington Society on the Fourth July, 1834. Charleston: D. J. Dowling, 1834.
Pope, Joseph Daniel: James Louis Petigru: An Address
Before the University Law Association of the University of South Carolina.
Charleston: Walker, Evans & Cogswell Company, 1891, p. 3.
Rhett, R. Barnwell: In Memorial of the later James
L. Petigru.
New York: Richardson & Company, 1866, pp.19-20.
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